Chapter 489 These Are All Gifts From My Godfather

Fred and George were in the hallway all afternoon?

Hearing what Harry said, Kyle immediately guessed that they must be waiting for him there.

Unfortunately, he didn't go through the main door.

"I'm not looking for them." Kyle shook his head and said, "Sirius asked me to bring you something."

"Sirius?" Harry was stunned for a moment, "Did he come to Hogwarts... No, it's too dangerous, I'll go find him now!"

As he said that, he was about to run towards the main door of the common room.

"No, he didn't come." Kyle stopped him in time and said, "And even if he did, it wouldn't matter. The retrial by the Ministry of Magic has just ended and he has been acquitted now."

Harry blinked, then showed an ecstatic look, grabbed Kyle's arm excitedly and asked, "Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Kyle said, "The specific process can't be explained in one or two sentences, you'd better read the newspaper... It was urgently reprinted in the afternoon, and many people should have received it by now."

Harry quickly turned his head to look at other people, wanting to see if anyone had the latest edition of the Daily Prophet, and regretted in his heart why he didn't order one too.

"Don't worry, the owl that sent you the letter is on the way."

Kyle said, "So you'd better collect the things he bought for you first, so as not to delay dinner."

He took out the deformed lizard skin bag and took out the things inside one by one.

Top-grade wand care kit… gold-rimmed parchment… Siren ink… Evilbird quill pen… dragon blood… dragon liver… sapphire star chart… a large barrel of candy… a large barrel of chocolate… pure gold cauldron…

Every time Kyle took something out, Ron's mouth would twitch.

These were the most expensive things in the shops in Diagon Alley, with ridiculously high prices, and all of them were placed in a prominent position. He had told Harry before that only the rich fools in Slytherin… such as Malfoy, would use such flashy things.

But he never thought that these things would appear in the Gryffindor common room one day, and they were for Harry…

Especially when the sapphire star chart and pure gold cauldron were taken out, Ron felt that the whole common room was much brighter.

The dazzling golden light also attracted the attention of others, and they gathered around.

Although these things may not be as expensive as the Firebolt that Harry received last school year, it is still shocking to see them together.

"That's all." Kyle put down the last pure gold crucible and clapped his hands.

"These... are all for me?" Harry was a little confused.

"Some of them are." Kyle thought for a while and said, "But things like stationery and candy and chocolate... Sirius means that you and your friends can share them. He bought a lot, and you obviously can't use them all by yourself."

These are indeed Sirius's original words. After all, he bought twenty copies of ink and quill pens. If Harry is alone, he may not use them all in ten years.

Unless he suddenly likes studying now... But this possibility is not high.

Harry hasn't fully reacted yet, but seeing the bright eyes of the people around him, he still pushed the things forward, "Oh, okay... you can take them yourself."

"Praise you, Potter!"

"Potter is our king!"

Everyone thanked Harry exaggeratedly while choosing their favorite quills and candies.

And things like the star map and the crucible, which only have one... no one touched them.

Ron got a red quill pen, some gold-rimmed parchments, and a handful of candies, and he was grinning from ear to ear.

But he thought he wouldn't need the parchments, and using them to do homework would be a crime.

Hermione was similar, she carefully put the parchments into a big book, ready to use them when needed... such as writing a letter of advice to the Ministry of Magic.

There were about a dozen people in the common room at this time. After everyone had finished their distribution, there were just a few quills and inks left, and half a bucket of candies.

Harry put them away and prepared to give them to Ginny and Neville who didn't come later.

While they were distributing things, Kyle had already walked to the door of the common room.

The things had been delivered, and if he didn't leave now, he probably wouldn't be able to leave in a while. He should let Sirius answer his questions.

After all, this was a rare interaction.

Kyle pushed open the door and saw a person standing pitifully at the door.

"Neville..." Kyle asked, "Did you forget the password again?"

"No, I know the password, nonsense..." He stretched out his arm, revealing a line of words written on the palm of his hand.

"Then why don't you come in."

"Fat Lady... She's not here." Neville felt a little wronged, and felt a pang of sadness.

Before, he forgot the password and couldn't get in, and now he knows the password and still can't get in... Who can he go to for justice.

"Uh..." Kyle looked at the empty picture frame and muttered softly, "How long have they beaten Phineas? It's been so long and he hasn't come back yet..."

"What did you say? I didn't hear clearly." Neville raised his head and said.

"Oh, nothing, I just said that the Fat Lady might have gone to the painting." Kyle said to Neville after walking out, "Go in quickly, the door will be closed again in a while."

"Thank you, thank you..." Neville ran in quickly.

After the door closed, he patted his chest with some relief, "Thanks to Kyle, otherwise he didn't know how long he would have to stay outside... Hmm? Kyle?"

Neville suddenly thought of something and quickly raised his head and looked around.

The golden red sofa and curtains were the common room in his memory. He was not wrong.

But wasn't Kyle a Hufflepuff? Why did he come out of the Gryffindor common room...

"Neville..."

Just when Neville felt confused, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

Harry ran over and asked, "Did you see Kyle just now?"

"Yes, he opened the door for me." Neville said.

"When?"

"Just now, a minute ago."

"Oh...has he gone back? I still have a lot of questions to ask him." Harry sighed in annoyance.

"What happened?" Neville was a little curious, "Why is Kyle here?"

"He came to give me some things." Harry said, "By the way, you came at the right time, these are for you."

He casually stuffed a quill and ink into the confused Neville's hand, and took the bucket of candy.

"You're welcome, take as much as you can, these are all sent by my godfather."