Chapter 750: Make-Up Lessons

Although Kyle felt it was unnecessary, Dumbledore returned the gold cup as promised three days later.

When Kyle found Harry with a bottle of mead, he was in the library and almost covered in books.

With him were Ron and Hermione.

There were several thick "walls of books" stacked in front of the three of them, completely blocking them. If the Marauder's Map hadn't shown that Harry was in the library, Kyle almost didn't find him.

It's hard to imagine when he and Ron became so fond of reading.

"This is what you want."

Kyle walked over to sit across from them, and when Mrs. Pince wasn't paying attention, he stuffed a bottle of mead into the gap between the book walls.

"Thank you." Harry raised his head and said.

Only then did Kyle discover that there were obvious dark circles around his eyes.

"How long have you been here?" he asked subconsciously.

"Three days." Ron yawned and muttered: "Except for classes, we almost live in the library."

He casually picked up a book next to him, flipped through it for a while, and then put it on the other side.

"Are you looking for something?" Kyle said, "Do you need help?"

"No, no need."

"We can just find it ourselves."

…

Harry and Ron spoke almost simultaneously.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Kyle always felt like they were hiding something and didn't want him to know.

But he wasn't that curious either. Seeing that the three of them didn't want to talk, he didn't ask any more questions. After handing the things to Harry, he got up and left the library.

At the same time, Harry and the other three were kicked out of the library by Mrs. Pince after a minute because they subconsciously shouted too loudly.

"It's all your fault!" Hermione said angrily, "We won't be able to enter the library for at least two days."

"What does this have to do with anything?" Ron looked quite happy. "We have been searching for three days, but we found nothing. I have already told you that there are no swords or lockets in the library. clues, it’s just a waste of time.”

Harry had the same idea. If Hermione hadn't insisted, he would have given up yesterday.

And if you think about it carefully, if the things left by the Big Four can be found in books, why did Voldemort have to work at Borgin-Bock for so long just for a Hufflepuff Gold Cup.

"Do you have any better ideas besides looking for clues in the library?"

Seeing both of them saying this, Hermione glared at them angrily, "If so, I don't mind listening to you, but don't tell me that you want to search in every room in the school. I don't want to do it. That's such a stupid thing."

With that, Hermione stormed off.

"What is she angry about?" Ron didn't understand. "We didn't say that, right?"

"I think she was just angry that she couldn't go to the library for two days." Harry whispered.

"Maybe." Ron curled his lips, turned to look at the bottle held by Harry and asked, "What is this?"

"It's mead..." Harry said, "Oops, I just forgot to give Kyle the money."

"Wine?" Ron frowned. "Don't you always like to drink butterbeer? When did you turn into mead? Besides, you don't seem to be an adult yet."

"Yeah, still a few months away," Harry said.

"But it's not for me to drink. It's for Slughorn. He likes mead. Maybe I can use this to get his memory."

"You want to get him drunk?" Ron touched his chin, "That's a good idea. When are you going to go, now?"

"I don't know." Harry shook his head, "I need a chance."

While the two were discussing, they walked towards the common room. They had been reading books in the library for three days. Their previous enthusiasm for searching for Horcruxes had been worn out, and now they just wanted to go back and have a good sleep. Sleep.

…

Harry said he would look for an opportunity, and then waited for more than a week.

Mainly because he wanted to wait for a time when there was no one else before taking action. For example, there was a dinner party every few days before, but he forgot that since the last time he asked questions related to Horcruxes, Slug now He was no longer invited to the dinner party hosted by Horn.

Also not invited was Kyle, but this was exactly what Kyle wanted to see. After all, he didn't need to ask anything from Slughorn.

After entering April, the weather gradually became warmer.

In order to cope with the upcoming N.E.W.T. exams, there are very few seventh-grade students in the castle. Most of them stay in the library or practice magic in empty classrooms.

Even Mikel has missed two Quidditch training sessions in a row.

His spells and transformation are weak points. According to Professor McGonagall, if he doesn't practice them, he will most likely not be able to get the certificate in these two subjects.

Transfiguration and Charms are the two most important courses, and are required for many jobs.

Although this does not include the professional batsman Mikel wants to become, he is also very clear that his talent in Quidditch is not amazing, so it is impossible to completely give up these two certificates.

If there's anyone in the entire seventh grade who has the most leisure time, it's probably Kyle.

When everyone was working hard to get more certificates, he was the only one who was bored.

Every day, he either sat in a daze in the common room or ran to the forbidden forest to find Hagrid.

"Listen to me, Kyle, you can't be so idle. This is the sixth time you have come to my place this week."

Finally one day, even Hagrid couldn't help it and said carefully: "Of course, I don't welcome you, but the exam is coming soon. Don't you need to read? After all, even Harry has started reading."

"Read?" Kyle didn't even use his wand, but just pointed his finger casually, and the teapot on the stove floated up and poured two cups of boiling hot tea.

The whole process was extremely smooth, as if there was an invisible person holding the teapot.

"Okay... just pretend I didn't say that." Hagrid closed his mouth decisively.

I have to admit that with Kyle's current ability, he can fully cope with the N.E.W.T. exam, and it seems that he really doesn't need to read.

But as a professor, there are some things he must say.

"Where's Connor? Why haven't I seen her recently?" Hagrid changed the subject, "Did you have a fight? I tell you, she's a good girl, you..."

"Fight? How is that possible?" Kyle interrupted Hagrid, shook his head and said, "She's been obsessed with ancient potions recently, staying by the crucible almost every day, and she won't let me help."

This is also the main reason why Kyle has nothing to do.

Although Kyle repeatedly said that learning ancient potions is not meaningful because that kind of thing is not suitable for today's wizards, Connor found new fun in it.

So, she decisively abandoned Kyle and ran to the underground classroom.

At first, Kyle also wanted to help, but potions were not his strong point. After going there twice, Connor despised him.

Now it's Snape who helps her. Kyle will be ridiculed every time he goes there. It's better to wander around the castle doing nothing.

"How's your spider?" Kyle directed the teapot back to the stove and asked, "Do you need me to make some more tonic?"

"Thank you, but no." Hagrid waved his hand and said, looking a little lonely, "Aragog is too old, this has nothing to do with the tonic."

"Well... okay." Seeing Hagrid say this, Kyle didn't insist anymore and asked, "What about Grawp, has he gotten used to life in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Grawp has adapted very well." Hagrid was immediately excited when he mentioned his giant brother, "The environment of the Forbidden Forest makes him very comfortable, at least he doesn't need to worry about being expelled by other giants,

"Although the centaurs were a little unhappy and tried to drive Grawp away several times, they couldn't do it... Haha, that group of arrogant guys! "

Because of Grawp, the relationship between Hagrid and the centaurs has taken a sharp turn for the worse recently. Although they haven't fought each other yet, they are no longer harmonious.

Kyle can understand this.

The centaurs have always regarded the Forbidden Forest as their territory. When Hagrid kept Fluffy, a three-headed dog, in it, it caused dissatisfaction among the centaurs. Now he has directly brought a giant here. It is normal for them to object.

After all, who would like to have two natural enemies living at their doorstep... Whether it is a three-headed dog or a giant, they can flatten the centaurs' tribe in a minute when they go crazy.

Unfortunately, the Forbidden Forest does not belong to the centaurs, so no matter how much they object, it is useless.

Unless they can defeat Dumbledore and overthrow Horus. Gwarts.

But if they have this kind of strength, it seems that they don't have to worry about the three-headed dog and the giant anymore.

...

After staying with Hagrid for a while, Kyle was driven back to the castle by him.

In Hagrid's words, as a professor, he really couldn't stand Kyle's idleness. Before he did something that affected their relationship, it would be better to turn a blind eye.

There was no way, Kyle could only return to the castle and find another place to kill time.

He wandered around the castle aimlessly for a while, ready to go to the underground classroom again.

But just as he passed the second floor, he was stopped by a portrait.

"You seem a little confused. "The voice is familiar.

Kyle turned his head and found that it was a portrait of the witch Violet. She was a friend of the Fat Lady, and the two often drank together.

But what surprised Kyle was that her eyes were a little bit wrong... How to say it, she was a little too calm, as if she didn't care about anything.

It's hard to imagine that someone with such a pair of eyes would go with the Fat Lady to steal other people's wine.

In addition, Kyle had a very familiar feeling. Although he couldn't put it into words, at least he could be sure that the person in the portrait in front of him was definitely not Violet.

"Who are you?" he asked nervously.

"It's me." Violet spoke again, but this time, she had a silver crown inlaid with sapphires on her head.

In an instant, Kyle recognized the other party. After so long, he almost forgot that there was such a person in the castle.

Who else could this crown be except Rowena Ravenclaw.

"Can you control the portraits in the castle?" Kyle couldn't help asking.

"It's not control. "Ravenclaw said calmly. "After all, I am just a memory now. The only difference between me and a portrait is that there is no frame."

"Yes, that's right." Violet's voice changed and she said jumpily: "And I volunteer, Ms. Ravenclaw, I am willing to share a frame with you."

But no one paid attention to her.

"Then do you... want to see Hogwarts today?" Kyle asked tentatively.

This seems to be the only way to explain why Rowena Ravenclaw suddenly possessed the portrait in the castle.

"No, my era ended a thousand years ago. What the castle becomes now has nothing to do with me." Ravenclaw said, "I am observing you."

"Observe me?" Kyle pointed at himself.

"Yes." Ravenclaw did not explain, but said again: "You seem a little confused."

"It's a bit..." Kyle said.

Although he thought he was just a little bored, since Ravenclaw said so, he was confused.

"It seems you don't realize this." Ravenclaw said softly.

Then, the silver crown suddenly floated out of the portrait and appeared on top of Kyle's head in the blink of an eye.

Subconsciously, Kyle wanted to take it off.

The effect brought by the crown was too powerful, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control the feeling of being so buoyant, as if he could control everything.

"It's okay, relax." Ravenclaw's voice came from his ears.

Kyle also realized that he didn't seem to have changed, he was still the same as before.

"Sorry." Kyle thought for a moment and asked, "What did you mean by being confused just now?"

"To put it simply, the current knowledge system no longer gives you the desire to continue exploring."

"From a student's point of view, you have achieved perfection. Even in my time, few people can surpass you in this grade."

"Thank you, thank you." Kyle said, smacking his lips.

This is considered a compliment... it should be counted.

"And I'm glad you restrained your desires."

"Huh?" Kyle didn't understand.

"Because you are not addicted to more powerful magic."

Ravenclaw continued: "I have seen many geniuses. They often spend their entire lives chasing more dazzling magic and more powerful power, and slowly break away from the original intention of learning magic and turn it into power. Servant."

"I think you should go to the restricted book section in the library." She asked suddenly.

Kyle nodded, "Okay, I admit that I violated the school rules."

There was no denying this. Not only had he been there, but he had also confiscated nearly half of the banned books.

"No, that's not the point," Ravenclaw said. "We talked about you when Helena and I were talking.

"She told me that there once was a boy who was just like you, smart, gifted, and above all his peers, and even most wizards.

"But the difference between you is that he has never wandered around the castle doing nothing like you."

A look of embarrassment appeared on Kyle's face.

"To remedy your laziness, you can choose a place." Ravenclaw said.

"Choose a place?" Kyle asked subconsciously, "What to do?"

"Make up a lesson." Ravenclaw said, "This is my way of thanking you. I'm very happy during this time, really happy."

Ravenclaw's voice suddenly became much lighter, and this was the first time she experienced any emotional change.

But this only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared again. She seemed to suddenly assume the identity of a professor and said coldly:

"Your foundation is so poor that you are not even as good as a third-grade student. How can you have the nerve to wander around in the castle?"

"That's not what you just said." Kyle muttered in his heart, but soon he realized something else.

Ravenclaw wants to give him extra lessons?

This surprise was so big that Kyle couldn't believe it.

"Do you really want to give me extra lessons?"

"If you don't want to, I can give you other thanks."

"No, no, this is fine." Kyle said repeatedly.

No fool would want to take supplementary lessons from Ravenclaw.

"I know a place that's quiet enough and no one disturbs me." Kyle subconsciously thought of the Room of Requirement, which was the most suitable place.

…

At this time, Ron, Harry, and Hermione just came out of the library.

Ron, who was walking at the front, turned the corner and saw Kyle who was in a daze in front of the portrait.

"Kyle, what are you doing here...oh!"

Before he could finish his words, he saw Kyle suddenly take a step forward and then disappear.

Yes, it disappeared without any sound.

"Ron, what are you calling!" Harry and Hermione came from behind.

"Didn't you see it?" Ron said happily, pointing to the portrait of Violet, "Kyle, he was right there just now!"

"Where?" Hermione looked at the empty corridor in front of her. "Are you dazzled?"

"Absolutely not, he was here just now!" Ron said, "He must have disapparated."

"Impossible." Hermione said firmly: "Apparition is prohibited in the castle, you know it."

"But I really saw it!" Ron insisted, "And he was wearing a silver thing on his head. That must be the crown of Ravenclaw."

Then he ran to the portrait again, "You saw it too, right? There was a person standing here just now. You must have seen it too, right?"

"Hey, I don't know what you're talking about." The disturbed Violet glanced dissatisfied at Ron, "I'm always alone here."

"You didn't see it?"

"Why did I lie to you?" Violet said impatiently, "Get out of here quickly and don't disturb my sleep."

"Did you hear that?" Hermione came over, "Don't be silly, Apparition is prohibited in the castle, and Kyle is no exception."

"Yeah." Harry also said, "You must have read too many books and your eyes are blurry."

"Hermione, I say, we really don't need to waste time in the library."

"No, there is another place we haven't found."

"Where?"

"The restricted area!"

"That's against school rules, unless we can get the professor's signature."

...

The two walked farther and farther away, and Ron, who stopped where he was, was a little confused.

He clearly saw Kyle just now, why didn't the person in the portrait see him.

Is it really his eyes that are blurry?

Impossible...