Chapter 488 Portrait Game

When Kyle returned to Hogwarts, it was already evening.

Sirius, the prodigal, bought a lot of things from Diagon Alley and asked him to bring them back, one for him and one for Harry.

Perhaps because he could finally appear in the sun, Kyle always felt that he was a bit of revengeful consumption.

Who would buy more than 2,000 Galleons in Diagon Alley?

And that pure gold crucible... is that thing really used to make potions? It would be painful to get a little scratched.

But there was no way, Sirius had to buy it, and he couldn't refuse it... this wasteful thing.

Just like when they left, they also Apparated back, and the location was in the headmaster's office.

"Hahahaha!"

As soon as Kyle came back, he heard a burst of excited laughter, but the laughter was too unpleasant, just like a goose with its neck pinched.

"Ahahaha... Dumbledore, I heard it from that old woman."

On the wall, the portrait of Phineas Black said proudly, "My great-grandson was acquitted, right... Hahaha... I knew that there would never be a traitor in the Black family.

The group of idiots in the Ministry of Magic couldn't even see this obvious means of framing. It's getting worse and worse... But this minister is not bad, at least he can distinguish right from wrong."

There was no one in the portraits around him. Everyone was far away, looking at him as if he was a mentally retarded person.

"Shut up, Phineas." A bearded wizard couldn't help but said, "It's okay to lie to others, but don't lie to yourself. How did you curse Sirius Black at the beginning? You can't have forgotten it, right? Do you want us to help you recall it?"

"Yeah..." A witch sneered, "You cursed so vigorously at that time, and now you are still talking about others. You are so shameless."

"Impossible, you must have heard it wrong." Phineas said with his neck stiff, "I have said it many times, how could I doubt the Black family!"

"Hehe..." Everyone sneered.

At this time, a thin and tall black-haired witch quietly came behind Phineas, holding a round shield that she didn't know where she got from.

While Phineas was talking, she raised her hand and smashed him on the head with a shield.

"Who did you call an old woman just now!"

Phineas was stunned by the blow, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, and it took a long time to recover.

Seeing this, the others also rushed forward and punched and kicked him.

There was no special reason, it was just pure muscle memory. Beating Phineas when they had nothing to do was almost becoming the most popular game for the portraits.

There was a burst of punching sounds and someone's screams in the headmaster's office.

"Professor, your life must be very exciting." Kyle couldn't help laughing.

"Ah, yes? It's really exciting." Dumbledore found a piece of velvet from the table and walked towards the most lively portrait. "But sometimes they are too noisy.

By the way, don't you still want to find Harry? Go quickly, I remember the password for the common room is gibberish."

"Okay." Kyle nodded and opened the door next to him, "Well, goodbye, professor, and Fawkes..."

The headmaster's office is not far from the Gryffindor common room. Just keep walking along the corridor and turn a corner at the end.

"Password!" The Fat Lady asked dutifully.

"Gibberish." Kyle said.

But the Fat Lady did not open the door, but looked at him suspiciously.

"You are not a student of Gryffindor, I have never seen you before."

It seems that after the expulsion of Sir Cadogan last school year, she has become more vigilant.

"I guess you must have picked up a note with a password from somewhere, and you came here because you thought it was interesting."

"Yes, I am a Hufflepuff." Kyle said, "But the password was given to me by the headmaster. I just came out of the headmaster's office and have something to find Harry Potter."

"Headmaster?" The Fat Lady was still a little skeptical, but her tone was finally relaxed.

"Don't do anything that violates the school rules." She reminded, "Otherwise, you will never think of passing through this door again in the future."

"Don't worry." Kyle said with a smile, "I have never violated the school rules.

"By the way, the other headmasters are playing games with Headmaster Black now, and you should still have time to go there now."

The Fat Lady's eyes lit up.

"Child, I take back what I said just now, you must be an excellent little wizard. "

After that, she disappeared from the portrait and opened the door for Kyle.

Kyle walked in through the back passage.

Today is the weekend, and there are quite a few people in the common room.

Kyle took a look and soon found the familiar trio at a table in the corner.

Hermione was doing homework, while Ron and Harry were playing wizard chess and discussing how to make themselves one year older.

"I think the aging potion is a good choice." Ron ate a chess piece of Harry and said, "Fred told me that he can brew this potion, and one bottle can add exactly one year.

It's just that the price is a bit expensive, ten Galleons. "

"Ten Galleons?" Harry said, "That's really not cheap. "

"But I am their brother after all." Ron said proudly: "If I want to buy it, it only takes five Galleons. They said that this is the cost price of the materials, and they can't make a single Knut.

But I think this is right... Checkmate!"

Ron commanded the knight to the side of King Harry, and then continued:

"If there is any way to make some money, it would be great. I don't even have five Galleons now."

"I can buy two copies." Harry moved his king one space, "Checkmate... but you don't want a gift for Christmas."

"Very reasonable." Ron said with a smile, "Or if I win the championship, I will have the money to pay you back, that's a thousand Galleons."

"Yeah." Harry said, "I really hope that the two of us can all become warriors."

"This is impossible..." Hermione raised her head, "The book says that each college can only have one warrior, and it has always been like this... Oh, Kyle, why are you here."

"Enough, Hermione." Ron put down the chess piece in his hand, "I know Kyle is very good, and his grades have always been the first in the grade, but this does not mean that he will definitely become a warrior. I still have a chance."

"You misunderstood." Harry patted him hurriedly, and at the same time put down the chess piece in his hand, stood up and said to Kyle who was walking towards him:

"Welcome to the Gryffindor common room, are you looking for Fred and George?

"But they have been staying in the lobby on the first floor since lunch and have not come back. You can go there to look for them."

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