Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

"So, this is why you stayed up in the middle of the night and came to me secretly?"

In the wooden house, Kyle, who had just returned from the castle, looked at the three Gryffindors standing in front of him with their backs against the wall, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"As expected of a Gryffindor, you can even learn how to slide doors and pick locks. Are you so anxious to go to Azkaban?

"Or if you just nod, I have an acquaintance who can arrange you directly into Azkaban, in a single room, with the best treatment guaranteed."

"How about it, talk!"

Hermione's face was blood red, and she wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground, so she couldn't think of anything to say.

The other two people weren't much better, but they were thick-skinned and didn't look that obvious.

"We... didn't slide the door to pick the lock..." Ron hesitated, "I just pushed it lightly... and the door opened."

"The underground vault of Gringotts is unlocked, why don't you go check it out." Kyle said expressionlessly: "The gold coins in there are piled high as high as a mountain. No one will care about you no matter how you grab them."

Ron stopped talking.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Hermione took a deep breath and whispered, "We shouldn't have barged in without your permission."

"Are you sorry for me?" Kyle said angrily.

It's not that he was angry that the three of them broke into an empty house at night.

The place had just been tidied up, and there was nothing invisible. He didn't expect these three people to be so courageous.

It's not like they haven't seen a fire dragon before. When the Death Eaters rioted at the last Quidditch World Cup, they already knew that there was a fire dragon in their box. Ron was even frightened and fainted.

How long has it been? How long has it been? I don’t have a long memory?

Isn’t it possible to just break into a box?

Fortunately, his biting cabbage and poisonous tentacles hadn't been transplanted yet, and Hagrid didn't sleep because he was excited, so he saved the three of them from the fire dragon's mouth.

Kyle turned his head and glanced at Hagrid standing next to him.

Smoke was still rising from the clothes and hair behind him, and a pungent smell filled the air.

Kyle winked at him.

"Do you know that you are wrong?" Hagrid immediately said with a straight face.

"Know."

"knew!"

"We will never do it again."

The three of them nodded like garlic.

"Now that you know you were wrong, go back quickly." Hagrid said seriously: "If there is another time, I will definitely tell Professor McGonagall... Principal McGonagall."

What the hell? Is this okay?

Kyle looked at Hagrid in disbelief.

Even if there is no confinement... points will be deducted.

No points will be deducted for traveling at night and breaking into the prospective professor's office?

No matter how good the relationship is, we can't let things go so blatantly. Snape is not so partial.

"Huh?" Kyle's voice rose slightly.

"Wait...another ten points will be deducted." Hagrid said quickly, glancing at Kyle cautiously.

He felt in his heart that this was almost it.

After all, Harry and the other three didn't mean any harm, and when Kyle scolded them just now, he showed no mercy at all.

To be honest, just standing there and listening, his heart twitched. When Kyle shouted, "Stand still," he subconsciously straightened his legs.

Moreover, they also received another form of punishment... Ron's pants changed color.

Hagrid felt that together with these punishments, they would definitely have a long memory.

Kyle narrowed his eyes.

The main reason is that he is not a professor yet and has no right to deduct points. Otherwise, there is no need to ask Hagrid to do it for him.

"You think it's okay, then forget it." He rubbed his forehead and waved towards the door.

Harry and Ron rushed out of the house as if they had been granted amnesty.

But Hermione stopped at the door, turned her head, and said seriously: "Kyle, although we did something wrong this time, it is illegal to raise a dragon privately, and you will be caught by the Auror. "

"What, you want to report me?" Kyle glanced at her.

"I won't, because we are friends." Hermione blurted out: "But you can't hide it, the professor and the principal will know sooner or later."

After hearing Hermione's words, Kyle felt somewhat better.

It's okay, not too rigid.

To be honest, even if Hermione really went to report to the professor, he wouldn't be surprised.

Hermione had a problem, and Kyle knew it.

In the third grade, Harry received a Firebolt from an unknown source, and she told Professor McGonagall about it without telling the two of them.

Although her original intention was that she was afraid of dark magic on the broom, Harry and Ron refused to listen, so she had to take this step, but this also shows that she is a very independent person.

Of course, this is just a nice way of saying it.

So no matter what decision she makes, Kyle won't find it strange, and at the same time he understands it... After all, their relationship can't be said to be very good, they are just ordinary friends at best.

And it was still a fire dragon, so no one would be able to remain calm.

The premise is that the report is useful.

Kyle didn't speak, just waved.

A piece of parchment automatically fell off the wall and flew into my hand.

Kyle handed it to Hermione.

"Let's see, I'm not raising a dragon illegally. There are formal procedures. Even if the Auror comes, it will be useless."

Hermione glanced at the parchment and her eyes widened.

"Legal raising of dragons... this is impossible!" She said in disbelief: "The book says that except for the fire dragon sanctuary, no wizard can raise fire dragons privately."

"It didn't exist before, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist now. The signature and magic mark on it cannot be faked."

Kyle shook his finger and said, "In addition, the professor and the principal already know that I went to Hogwarts for this very reason... They have already agreed to let me raise dragons in the Forbidden Forest."

"Huh?" Hermione was stunned.

"You know, my actions are completely legal... There is no problem with the school or the Ministry of Magic."

"The principal agrees?" Hagrid asked with eyes shining.

He knew what Kyle was doing at the castle, and he had been very nervous before that.

The reason why he was still awake until early in the morning was not only excitement, but also for this reason... He was worried that the school would reject Kyle's application and not allow him to raise a dragon in the Forbidden Forest.

"But fortunately they were not injured." Kyle sighed, "Professor McGonagall only agreed reluctantly. Not to mention that some students were killed by the fire dragon, even if they were scratched, given her character, she would probably Immediately change the decision and reject my application for raising a dragon.”

"What did you say?" Hagrid was afraid for a while.

He hadn't thought much about it before. Harry was very curious not only once but twice, and he had asked him about the situation of the three-headed dog Lu Wei in every possible way before.

Hagrid had long been used to it and didn't take it seriously.

But he didn't expect that Harry would almost let their efforts go to waste this time.

He had waited for decades to finally see the fire dragons at Hogwarts, and even had the opportunity to touch their scales and feel their fiery passion.

Hagrid had never had such a beautiful dream while sleeping.

The result was almost ruined by Harry.

Why doesn't he grow up? He's already in seventh grade and he's still wandering around at night.

"Stop!" Hagrid yelled and stopped Harry and Ron who had just walked out.

"What...what happened?" Harry's heart trembled slightly.

Hagrid's expression was so scary, he was a little scared.

"We are going back now and promise not to come back again."

"Walking at night, ignoring school rules and entering the forbidden forest... fifty points deducted!" Hagrid said to himself.

"Fifty..." Harry looked dull and pointed at himself, "Hagrid, look carefully, it's me."

"Of course I know." Hagrid continued with a straight face, "But I am a professor. If I can avoid punishment because of my good relationship, then I am very incompetent."

"Oh, by the way, it's not fifty points, it's fifty points for each person!"

"Didn't you already deduct points?" Ron was dumbfounded.

There are three of them... This is one hundred and fifty points.

He never dreamed that Hagrid would deduct one hundred and fifty points from them. Normally, this number would only come from the mouths of Snape and Professor McGonagall.

Even Hermione was stunned... If this point was really deducted, Gryffindor would definitely be at the bottom this year.

"No, Hagrid."

"Please..."

"We really realized our mistake."

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Seeing the three people pleading around Hagrid, Kyle felt very comfortable in his heart.

That's right, it's very useful, they probably just turned around and forgot about it.

You should give them a big one.

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Ten minutes later, Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood in a row and trudged back to the castle with heavy steps.

They could already imagine what the Gryffindor students would look like the next morning when they saw the scoring hourglass drop a large amount out of thin air.

But there was no way, Hagrid was determined to deduct points from them, no matter how much he begged, it was useless.

After the three left, Kyle immediately closed the door and gave Hagrid a thumbs up.

"Well done."

"Harry probably hates me to death." Hagrid sighed, suddenly feeling a little regretful.

"No, you are doing this for their own good." Kyle looked at the door, "Speaking of which, can you really deduct 150 points from them?"

Hogwarts' bonus points and deductions are limited.

For example, a prefect can only deduct a maximum of ten points a week, which cannot exceed thirty points in a school year, and a student council president can deduct fifty points.

This is also to prevent them from abusing their right to deduct points... Without this restriction, it is estimated that the points from other houses except Slytherin will be cleared directly on the second day of school.

By the third day, Slytherin will also be cleared, so the Academy Cup will be meaningless.

The same goes for professors. There are limits on points added and deducted. Large points like fifty need to be reported to the dean, who will then decide whether to punish or reward them.

Hagrid, a professor of Care of Magical Creatures, has less than a hundred students in the five grades combined. Does he really have this right?

Don't just live it up.

"Okay, but I can't deduct points this school year." Hagrid glanced out of the window, as if to confirm whether Harry and the others had really returned to the castle, and then turned around again.

"Stop talking about this, have Dumbledore and Minerva really agreed?"

"Of course, I won't lie to them." Kyle said, "I just paid a small price."

"What price?"

"It's nothing...it's just a trivial matter." Kyle shook his head and did not tell Hagrid the truth.

It was useless even if he told her. Hagrid didn't know about magical plants or people from St. Mungo's, so he couldn't help.

"By the way, Professor McGonagall will come over tomorrow to confirm the safety of the fire dragon. Remember to restrain yourself and don't act too enthusiastic."

"Minerva is coming?" Hagrid was startled and asked worriedly, "Didn't you say she agreed?"

"It's a temporary agreement." Kyle corrected, "We have the upper hand in the professors' votes, and it's too late, so Professor McGonagall compromised.

"But as the headmaster, she has a veto, so this matter has not been completely settled."

"What should I do..." Hagrid's heart was lifted.

"It doesn't matter, I won't sleep tonight and will improve the alchemical mist overnight. "Kyle said.

He originally planned to carve the forbidden forest within the scope of Hogwarts with chain metal mist and artificially create a 'dragon repelling spell', but this is a big project and cannot be completed in a short time.

In order to deal with Professor McGonagall, he decided to maintain and strengthen the current 'cage' state.

That is, the situation Hermione saw before, limiting the range of the dragon's activities, using alchemical mist to make a large cage that cannot be seen from the outside and cannot be exited from the inside.

Let's make a temporary transition first, and then wait until the dragon repelling spell is almost completed, and then find a chance to remove the cage.

"I have another question." Hagrid suddenly thought of something, "Do you think Minerva will encounter the situation that Harry and the others just encountered after she comes."

Other dragons are easy to say, not to say how well-behaved they are, but at least they give Kyle face and will not attack strange wizards who break in casually.

But that tree wasp... Even if Hagrid has a dragon filter, he can't say it has a good personality against his conscience. At most, it just occupies a beautiful place.

"It's okay, just beat it up, at least it can be quiet for a few days. "Kyle rubbed his forehead.

"What, you want to fight the dragon?" Hagrid jumped up and guarded the door with his arms outstretched, like a hen protecting her calves.

"Not me, I don't want to compete with the Hornet." Kyle shook his head, "So Hagrid, you go back first, you probably won't be able to go to the garden tonight."

"I won't..." Hagrid stared at Kyle suspiciously, "I won't go in, I'll just watch from the side, okay?"

"It's okay to watch the Hornet, but not its opponent." Kyle said, "This is also for your own good. If you still want to continue to keep the dragon company, it's better to go back. ”

What other opponents can a tree wasp face besides a basilisk?

Although Hagrid has an extraordinary resistance to magic such as curses, even a pure-blooded giant cannot be completely immune to the gaze of a basilisk, let alone a half-blood.

If he had been watching from the side, there would probably be a lifelike stone statue in the garden the next day...

Kyle tried to persuade him and repeatedly assured him that he would not hurt the tree wasp. Hagrid finally left, looking back every few steps, like an abandoned puppy.

Kyle shook his head, trying to get rid of the eye-catching picture from his mind.

At this time, the sky outside had turned slightly red. Kyle did not waste any more time, opened the box, and took the initiative to jump in.

A few minutes later, a huge snake poked its head out of the box and drilled in through the garden door that had been opened in advance.

A moment later, a violent vibration suddenly broke out in the garden, and there was a faint crisp sound of metal clashing. Yan Sufeng It was like a sharp sword stabbing a solid shield.

Kyle also got out of the box and closed the garden door.

He was also not immune to the basilisk's gaze, so he did not follow in, but came to the outside of the house and stared at the door in a daze.

Harry's arrival was also a reminder to Kyle.

Hogwarts has never lacked students who like to challenge the rules... such as Harry, Fred, George, or even himself.

The cage is safe, but the entrance is a hidden danger. It is necessary to put a lock on it, a combination lock that cannot be opened by the unlocking spell.

Kyle stretched out his wand and shook it quickly. After a few minutes, a golden circle appeared on the wooden door.

If you look closely, you will find that this circle is composed of many magic runes.

But when he was about to draw the second one, he suddenly stopped and said loudly.

"Hagrid, if you want to disappoint Professor McGonagall, keep peeking. "

In the cabin next door, Hagrid moved his face away from the window, and there was a clanging sound from the house. It sounded like he had knocked over his copper kettle and broke something.

Then Hagrid walked out of the house with a pair of red eyes.

"I can't sleep."

"Okay, if you can't sleep, just watch. I have something to tell you later." Kyle said, "But remember, don't disturb me, and don't let anyone else get close."

"Don't worry. "Hagrid patted his chest and agreed.

As long as Kyle was here, he didn't worry that the other party would cause trouble for the Hornet.

Kyle shook his head, stopped talking to Hagrid, and raised his wand again.

Another irregular pattern appeared next to the circle. The two patterns overlapped each other and overlapped with the third pattern.

When accumulated to a certain number, these intertwined patterns will become part of another symbol.

This is alchemy, an art of producing specific magical reactions through the arrangement and combination of magic runes and symbols.

At the same time, it is also very rigorous, and no step can be wrong.

Kyle's hands are steady, and the pattern on the door is being perfected bit by bit at a slow speed.

Hagrid is not far away, watching carefully.

But he can't understand it.

He could only see that Kyle had drawn two big circles on the door, with a square inside the circle and several curves, and more small circles and irregular patterns in the middle.

In short, he couldn't understand it, and his eyes and head were dizzy.

But Hagrid wanted to see it again, so he could only stand there with all his strength, and soon he fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, the sky was completely bright, and the castle, which had been quiet all night, gradually became lively, and the students' laughter could be heard from a long distance away.

Kyle also put down his wand, rubbed his eyes, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Finally it was done, the same garden alchemy mist, but not for fire dragons, but for wizards, that is, a simplified version of the entrance to Beauxbatons School.

It was a bit rough, but it was more than enough to deal with the students in the castle, especially for those who had not taken ancient runes. If you approached rashly, you would have to circle around for at least an hour.

Kyle wasn't targeting anyone... Well, he was targeting Harry and Ron, two guys who knew nothing about runes.

Kyle turned around and wanted to remind Hagrid and tell him the correct route.

Then, he heard a melodious snoring sound, with yin and yang, high and low tones rising and falling regularly... The rhythm was quite cheerful

Hagrid was standing there, sleeping soundly.

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