Chapter 753 Sweet Pudding

"Professor McGonagall, what do you think..."

Two hours later, Kyle and the professors left the Room of Requirement before curfew.

"There is no doubt that this is indeed Rowena Ravenclaw's handiwork." Professor McGonagall said, "Other than this statement, I can't think of anyone who can do it to this extent."

"Then when I come tomorrow, do I need to inform you?" Kyle said.

After all, he only had one key, and he didn't want to give it to anyone else, so if he wanted to go to the Room of Requirement now, he could only go together.

"No need..."

"Just do it yourself..."

Contrary to Kyle's expectations, all four professors rejected his proposal.

"Do you feel weird?" Professor Babuling asked with a half-smile.

"Kinda." Kyle said matter-of-factly.

Although Ravenclaw's memory is mainly based on magic texts, the professors at Hogwarts are not incompetent, and there is no way they can't understand... At least there is definitely no problem with Professor Babling.

But like Professor McGonagall, she refused the invitation to go again without hesitation.

"That's right..." Professor Babuling explained: "We are different from you. Our understanding of magic has long been established. This understanding has lasted almost throughout our lives and is difficult to change."

"And more importantly, this is your make-up lesson." Professor McGonagall on the side continued: "Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw must have made adjustments and selections specially, and all the courses are tailor-made for you. …It works for you, but it doesn’t work for us.”

"No help at all?" Kyle frowned.

He originally wanted to use this "make-up lesson" to improve the overall combat effectiveness of Hogwarts.

"Of course not, I just said that the course content is not suitable for us." Professor McGonagall's face became more serious. “But their unique views on transformation and their concepts that are completely different from modern transformation magic are still of great reference value.

"I gained a lot, but I need time to slowly sort out these opinions and concepts and try to integrate them into my magic. This cannot be completed in a day or two."

"Me too." Professor Flitwick said in a high voice: "I got some inspiration, maybe I can re-read the paper on the theory of wandless casting ten years ago.

"For some reasons, my ideas were always unable to be implemented, but just now I saw another possibility."

"This is all thanks to you, Kyle." Professor Flitwick happily patted Kyle on the back.

...This is the highest place he can touch.

"Is that so?" Seeing that the professors had gained something, Kyle said nothing more.

As for Professor Sprout, she is not interested in magic spells, but only likes magical plants... Unfortunately, there was no herbology class in Hogwarts a thousand years ago, and she couldn't bring out the potted plants placed in the school.

This is very embarrassing.

It can be said that she was the only person who gained nothing this time, but Professor Sprout himself didn't care very much.

…

After getting the professor's consent, Kyle no longer needed to consider other issues.

For several weeks, he would go to the Room of Requirement early in the morning and come out at night.

Sometimes it was too late, and he would stay there directly.

After all, the Room of Requirement has recreated a complete Hogwarts, which naturally includes the college's common room.

Everyone knew that the way to enter the Hufflepuff common room had never changed, and Kyle easily knocked on the barrel door.

Unlike the common room in my memory, there are only nine dormitories here.

Moreover, I don't know if it is because this place has not appeared in Ravenclaw's memory, but there is no one in the common room.

This feeling is a bit strange, but it's okay to stay temporarily for one night.

During this period, Kyle could clearly feel that his level of magic writing was improving little by little.

It's not the kind of promotion that leaps a thousand miles, it's more like going up the stairs. Although it's not fast, every step is clear. This feeling makes Kyle very satisfied, and even a little unable to stop, wishing he could stay here forever and not go out.

But this is impossible.

The lock Ravenclaw added to the Room of Requirement not only blocked out other people, but also house elves.

They couldn't bring food in.

If Kyle wanted to eat, he had to go out.

But this is all a minor problem. Just treat it as a normal class. The only difference is that it is always daytime in the Room of Requirement. Even if it is night outside, he can still go to the classroom for class.

However, in order to ensure that he has enough energy every day, Kyle usually only stays until eleven o'clock, returns to the common room for a late-night snack, and waits until the next morning to come back.

It was precisely because he often showed up in the auditorium, and the professor also helped find excuses, that there was not much heated discussion outside about his absence from class.

Everyone just thought he was reviewing in his own way. After all, after seventh grade, no matter what decision he made, it was not surprising, especially for those students with excellent grades.

There are even people who spent the entire seventh grade interning in the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, such as Nymphadora Tonks, who is also a Hufflepuff graduate.

Everyone has long since become accustomed to it.

…

In this case, half of April passed quickly and quietly.

The weather is getting hotter. Patches of clear blue sky begin to appear above the castle tower. These signs of the coming of summer do not bring much good mood to Hogwarts.

Many people have found that the homework has become more and more difficult recently.

I don’t know since when, some rare questions have appeared in the homework assigned by professors.

Sometimes they even have to search in the library for an hour to figure out what the requirements are.

"Professor McGonagall probably forgot that we just finished O.W.L. last year and we won't prepare for N.E.W.T. until next year."

In the library, Ron couldn't help complaining, "Hermione, can you please tell me what the 'Gamp Definition' is? I only know the Gamp Basic Law of Transfiguration. Did it change its name?"

"Of course not." Hermione buried her head in a thick book and said quickly, "The Gamp Definition is the theoretical basis of human body deformation, and it also includes all the situations that may occur when the human body is deformed... Look for it yourself, it's in the book "The Lion and the Wizard."

"Thank you." Ron said casually, and found the brown Transfiguration reference book.

Next to him, Harry was holding up a finger and waving his arms vigorously.

He was practicing wandless casting, and this was also the homework of the Charms class.

I really don't know what Professor Flitwick was thinking. Since last week, he suddenly began to ask everyone to try to use wandless casting in class, and they couldn't recite spells.

I have to say, this is really difficult.

Harry felt that his arm was about to break, but the parchment on the table only moved a little bit. He even wondered if it was blown by the wind.

"Really... Is Professor Flitwick's method useful?" Harry couldn't help muttering.

"It must work." Hermione raised her head and looked at him, and said, "I did it in class. First of all, you need to calm yourself down. When you recite the spell in your mind, don't think about other things!"

Harry tried a few more times, but it didn't work. He rubbed his sore arm helplessly.

"No, the Quidditch game is coming soon... This year is the most likely chance for Gryffindor to win the championship. I can't stop myself from thinking about it."

"Quidditch again." Hermione curled her lips and said, very confused. "Can you find something else in your mind besides Quidditch?

"You can learn from Kyle. Didn't he not participate in the last Hufflepuff game? But Hufflepuff still won. "

"It was a narrow victory. "Harry corrected, "If the game drags on for another five minutes, the situation will be different."

"Am I analyzing the situation with you?" Hermione couldn't help but raise her voice, but immediately shut up.

She subconsciously looked around.

Fortunately, because the homework was getting harder and harder, many people came to the library. Everyone was flipping through the books while muttering and complaining. Even if they were stopped by Madam Pince, they would flip through the books hard to vent their dissatisfaction.

So her voice just now was not particularly abrupt.

"Listen to me, if you want to complete Professor Flitwick's requirements in the next class, you must concentrate and forget about those games." Hermione said, "Maybe you can learn from Kyle and put yourself in the position of a substitute player."

"That's impossible." Before Harry could speak, Ron said directly: "Don't forget, Harry is the best seeker and the most important. If he doesn't participate in the game, we will lose."

"You mean, Professor Flitwick's homework is not important? "Hermione said without giving in, "There were questions about wandless spellcasting in the N.E.W.T. exams last year and five years ago. Don't you want the certificate?"

"It's just a small question in all the exams. How can it be so exaggerated." Ron said nonchalantly, "Besides, it's still a long time before the N.E.W.T."

Although Harry didn't say anything, he was on Ron's side in his heart.

Give up Quidditch? This is impossible. He definitely can't do it.

But Hermione probably guessed that this would happen. She glared at them unhappily and pulled her homework back from the middle.

"Then you should do your best, two... Quidditch gentlemen." After saying that, she stood up, hugged two books and walked out of the library without looking back.

"Why is she angry again?" Ron couldn't help muttering.

"You really shouldn't argue with her. "Harry sighed, regretting that he didn't stop Ron just now.

After all, Hermione was in charge of the homework, and there was no benefit in arguing with her, which was why he didn't say a word just now.

Why didn't Ron learn his lesson?

The homework now was much more difficult than before. Without Hermione's help, could they really finish it on time?

Thinking of this, Harry sighed again.

Ron also regretted it a little, but for the sake of face, he still stiffened his neck and said stubbornly: "So what, just write it yourself.

"By the way, Harry, have you got Slughorn's real memory?"

"Not yet." Speaking of this, Harry felt even more uncomfortable, "He seems to be on guard against me all the time. Whenever we are alone, he will immediately find an excuse to leave. This happened several times."

"You lack a little luck." A voice came from the side.

It was Hermione who had returned. She was picking at the table, picked out three more books, and was going to take them to find Mrs. Pince.

"Or you can try again." Hermione paused and continued: "Tomorrow is the Easter holiday. This is a good opportunity. I think you can try again."

"I've tried many times," Harry said. "He keeps avoiding me. What can I do?"

"Then try again, you will always succeed." After Hermione said that, she went to borrow books from Mrs. Pince. During the whole process, she didn't even look at Ron, as if Harry was the only one here.

…

In the evening, a sumptuous Easter dinner was held in the auditorium.

Although the Easter holiday lasted for two weeks just like Christmas, no one chose to leave school and go home this time. No one chose to stay in school.

The activities of Death Eaters outside have become more frequent. Judging from the descriptions in the Daily Prophet, the Death Eaters are no longer satisfied with hiding around. They have begun to take to the streets and spread fear everywhere.

The battle between Death Eaters and Aurors has almost never stopped. People disappear every day. The Dark Mark, which has been missing for more than ten years, will now appear over a certain house every now and then.

Because even if someone wants to go back for the holidays, their family members will severely stop them and tell them to stay in Hogwarts.

At the dining table, Kyle ate the chocolate eggs specially prepared by the house elves while turning his head to look in the direction of the teacher's desk.

As expected, Dumbledore was still absent, but this time Snape did not leave. When Kyle looked over, he happened to look over.

The two people's eyes met in mid-air, and then turned to other places in tacit agreement.

It is worth mentioning that Snape already knew about the Room of Requirement, Professor McGonagall told him.

During this time, Professor McGonagall went to the Room of Requirement twice more, and took Snape with her the second time.

But because it was Kyle who held the key, no matter how interested Snape was, he remained silent, as if waiting for Kyle to speak first.

But will Kyle pamper him?

Of course it's impossible!

As if he hadn't seen Snape, he led Professor McGonagall into the Room of Requirement and slammed the door shut.

This made Snape very uncomfortable.

And after that time, Professor McGonagall had no idea of ​​going there again in a short time. If Snape wanted to go, he had to find Kyle himself.

He regretted more than once why he had to leave school because of a trivial matter. If he had been with other professors at the time, he would not have to make excuses.

…

There was also Dumbledore, who also learned about what happened at the school from Professor McGonagall's letter and hurried back that night.

But as luck would have it, Kyle didn't understand a key question that night, so he stayed up all night in the Room of Requirement.

When he came out for lunch the next day, Dumbledore had also left school ten minutes ago for other matters.

And this happened more than once. Every time Dumbledore came back, it would happen that Kyle spent the night in the Room of Requirement.

This made Dumbledore feel bad, and he once wondered whether Kyle did it on purpose.

But this is where Dumbledore overthinks things.

Little did Kyle know that a centenarian had been waiting for him at the door for several nights, and he was really just taking classes at his own pace.

"How are you going to spend your vacation?" Kangna picked a piece of pudding and asked, "Are you still going to the Room of Requirement?"

"Definitely." Kyle said, "You should come too. I feel that the magic text class there is very suitable for you. Although it is not easy to understand, it is not too difficult and is very detailed.

"After you have studied for a while, you should be able to understand other courses."

"Okay." Kangna just hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement. She didn't have anything else to do anyway, so it would be good to learn magic writing.

"But Kyle..." She suddenly thought of something and said with some hesitation: "Can we bring Professor Snape with us this time?"

"Why?" Kyle asked.

"He asked me several times, and every time he would get distracted. I felt like he was also curious about it."

"Then why doesn't he come and tell me himself?" He cleared his throat and said pretentiously: "He is a professor. If he came to ask me to take him in for a look, I would definitely not refuse... But he didn't "I'm definitely not interested."

Connor rubbed her forehead, a little troubled by the relationship between Snape and Kyle...

They have been competing with each other for so long, and they still enjoy it so much. Don't you think it's annoying?

"In this case, can I plead for him?" Connor turned her head and glanced at Snape, who glanced here intentionally or unintentionally, and sighed: "You know, I can completely represent Professor Snape. "

"Hmm...I'll think about it." Kyle said, rubbing his chin.

But the next second, he felt a warm feeling on his cheeks, accompanied by the sweetness of pudding.

"What about this?" Kangna asked.

"Ahem, okay..." Kyle blurted out: "No problem, I'll cover it."

He subconsciously glanced at the teacher's desk.

Snape should have seen Connor kissing Kyle on the cheek just now. He immediately exploded, and a strong low pressure filled his body, as if he would rush over to give Kyle a set of killing curses in the next second.

But would Kyle be afraid?

Not only was he not afraid, he even raised his eyebrows at Snape proudly.

Snape was so angry that he directly mashed the baked potato in his hand into mashed potatoes and kneaded it repeatedly.

"Do you have to piss him off?" Connor looked at the little movements of the two and shook her head helplessly.

"Sorry, it's a conditioned reflex." Kyle quickly put away his smile and turned his head away from Snape.