Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Kyle and Connor stayed in the cabin all morning.

At noon, Hagrid invited them to have lunch together.

“Steak smorgasbord,” he said. “You can’t imagine how delicious it is.”

Kangna was a little curious at first, thinking it was some novel dish and wanted to try it...until she saw Hagrid throw an unknown big paw into the pot.

Then she made a quick decision... to return to the castle.

The same goes for Kyle, because in Hagrid's so-called steak smorgasbord, there is only a small piece of steak as big as a palm, and the rest is a mess.

The hodgepodge is fine, but the steak is purely about participation.

After making the decision, the two quickly stood up and left the hut regardless of Hagrid's insistence.

And they are extremely grateful that they made this decision.

Probably to celebrate the birth of a warrior, today’s lunch includes brand-new dishes that have never appeared before, French classic red wine braised beef, crispy onion soup, and an unnamed crispy roll... I guess it should be The special food in Durmstrang tastes pretty good.

"Luckily we're back." Connor served herself a bowl of onion soup. "I can't believe what the steak tastes like when stewed with those big claws."

"It's really hard to imagine," Kyle said with a smile.

In addition to aesthetics, they and Hagrid also have huge differences in the definition of delicious.

But there is a downside to returning to the castle, that is, Kyle has to face those enthusiastic classmates, but to be honest, they are a bit too enthusiastic.

In just one meal, there was a stack of thick books next to Kyle.

Everyone borrowed these from the library, saying they might be helpful for the Triwizard Tournament, but Kyle flipped through them and found that he had read more than half of them.

And as it happened every day for the next few days, Kyle had to spend part of his time declining the offers... oh, and the autographs.

Kyle never imagined that people at Hogwarts would start asking him for autographs, just like they were asking for Krum.

This was also the first time Kyle knew how famous the Triwizard Tournament warriors were. You must know that when he became the youngest member of Sir Merlin, no one came to him to ask for his autograph.

In addition, students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will also have classes with everyone during normal times.

But almost all of them are sixth- and seventh-grade students, and there are no fifth-grade students.

The most popular among them is probably Krum. Whether he is attending class or appearing in the castle for other reasons, he is always surrounded by a large group of people.

Malfoy appears the most among these people. After being quiet for two months, he finally returned to his previous arrogant appearance last week.

And he started causing trouble for Harry and Ron again... especially Ron.

Whether they met in class or occasionally in the castle, Malfoy would always make sarcastic remarks to Ron. This was the first time that he enjoyed the treatment that Harry had.

Ron was so angry that he wanted to fight Malfoy several times, but he held it back under the persuasion of others.

This situation lasted for a week, until noon on Wednesday, when Ron went to the Great Hall to eat, he happened to hear Malfoy slandering him in front of Krum.

"There's something wrong with that redhead's head." Malfoy said loudly and deliberately: "He likes to fawn over all famous people, starting with Potter...that fool with the scar on his head.

He probably thought that being close to Potter would make him move out of that... tentative house. The funny thing is that he hasn't been able to do so until now.

Victor, you must be careful and don’t get entangled with him, that follower..."

"Malfoy!"

Ron angrily pushed through the crowd and came over, "Don't you dare say it again."

"Oh, who do I think you are?" Malfoy raised his head and said sarcastically: "Aren't you going to fawn over Scar-headed Potter? Maybe he can give you some decent clothes."

"Get out of here, Malfoy," Harry said, and he and Hermione were tugging at Ron's robes to prevent him from lunging at Malfoy.

"Don't be angry, Ron."

"He just wants you to make the first move, so that Professor Snape will have reason to punish you." Hermione tried to persuade him.

"I don't care..." Ron twisted angrily, "I will tear his mouth apart today!"

"How scary." Malfoy continued to sarcastically say, "And your father, that old Weasley, his shabby appearance is really embarrassing to the Ministry of Magic..."

Ron struggled harder.

"Ha, yes, your family is quite decently dressed."

At this time, Fred and George squeezed into the crowd from the other side. Instead of being as excited as Ron, they looked very happy.

"George, do you remember the photo in the Daily Prophet that day?"

"Of course, Fred, the well-dressed Mr. Malfoy is very impressive." George said with a smile.

Then he cleared his throat, danced and made famous gestures, and imitated what was in the newspaper and said:

"I don't know... Mr. Minister, they threatened me to do this. I am innocent..."

This was what Malfoy said in his own defense during his trial, and was published in the newspapers along with the photo.

As for Fred, he was wiping his tears with an exaggerated gesture... He was imitating Narcissa Malfoy in the photo.

The two sang together as if they were performing a stage play, perfectly replicating the content in the photo and making many people laugh.

"How dare you..." Malfoy's pale face turned slightly red, and he pulled out his wand and pointed it at them, "I will make you pay the price!"

"Okay, come on!" Fred said calmly, and also took out his wand, "If you have the guts, do it, and then just like old Malfoy, say that you are innocent, your family is the best at it. Isn’t that what it is?”

Malfoy looked into Fred's eyes, his chest heaving violently, and the next second, the two of them took action almost simultaneously.

"The front teeth match the stick!"

"Armor protection!"

A beam of light flew towards Fred quickly, but bounced back even faster.

Malfoy flew backwards, and you could clearly see that his front teeth were growing at an alarming rate, extending past his lips toward his chin.

"What's the fuss going on here?" said a soft voice.

Snape came. He looked at Malfoy, who was lying on the ground like a groundhog. He was about to speak...

"Professor, you came just in time, come and take a look... I was really scared to death just now." Fred took the lead and said in a long voice, "I was practicing the Iron Armor Charm just now, and Malfoy suddenly collapsed. what happened."

"Practice the Iron Armor Charm?" Snape narrowed his eyes.

"Yes." George said, "We like this spell very much, so we practice it often."

"That's right!" came another voice.

With a thumping sound, Professor Moody walked over on his wooden prosthetic leg. The blue magic eye stared at Snape, and then looked at Malfoy, who had just gotten up from the ground.

"It seems that he was hit by his own curse." Professor Moody said gruffly: "It's really interesting... He uses curses on his classmates in public. Snape, how do you usually deal with this kind of curse? thing."

Malfoy seemed frightened and dared not say a word.

Snape's face turned ugly.

"Ten points from Slytherin and solitary confinement for Malfoy." He said coldly, grabbed Malfoy's robe and dragged him away without explanation.

"oh!"

"Praise Professor!"

Fred and George high-fived each other, seemingly celebrating their victory.