Chapter 765 Six Consecutive Championships

"Have you heard? Malfoy has been picked up!"

In the Gryffindor common room, Harry pushed the door open and rushed in. As if he had discovered some treasure, he found Hermione and Ron who were doing their homework with excitement.

"What did you say?" The two raised their heads and asked at the same time.

"Malfoy was picked up from school. He dropped out." Harry repeated. "I just saw the Slytherin team. They are selecting new seekers."

"That's impossible." Hermione lowered her head again and flipped through the Advanced Transfiguration Guide at hand, saying, "Why did Malfoy drop out? There's no reason."

"Does that need to be said? It must be that what he did was discovered."

Ron looked as excited as Harry, "I was wondering before, why the Death Eaters could come to the school quietly, there must be someone helping them, and this person is likely to be Malfoy!"

Harry applauded Ron crazily in his heart.

Because he promised Dumbledore that he couldn't tell anyone what happened in the tower before, but he didn't expect Ron to guess it.

"Yeah, I think so too." Harry said firmly, "Now that the school is ready to settle accounts, he has to run away. I really should have told the professor earlier and asked them to keep an eye on Malfoy."

"It doesn't matter, at least we don't have to see him anymore." Ron said happily, "I can't imagine how great Hogwarts would be without Malfoy."

"Is that so?"

Hermione still had some doubts, but seeing Harry and Ron cheering as if they were celebrating Christmas in advance, she didn't say anything else.

Whether Malfoy put the Death Eaters in the school or not was not a problem they should consider.

And in school, Malfoy's withdrawal from Hogwarts also did not attract much attention, because he was not the only one who did so.

Since the news of the Death Eaters breaking into Hogwarts spread, many parents came and took their children away.

Even Hufflepuff has such a person, Quidditch commentator Zacharias Smith, who left the castle with his arrogant father during breakfast one time.

The professors did not stop them.

They have too many things to do recently. Not only do they have to strengthen the castle defenses, but they also have to patrol around Hogsmeade and prepare for the upcoming exams. They have never stopped since they opened their eyes every day.

So for those parents who don't trust the school, they can only choose to respect their decisions.

Of course, there are also some more opinionated students who persuaded their parents and insisted on staying in school.

"Only those fools will leave school at this time."

When Zacharias Smith and his father passed by the entrance hall, McMillan, who was eating, suddenly said loudly: "Those self-righteous fools, they don't think there is a safer place outside than Hogwarts!"

Zacharias Smith is the only student who left Hufflepuff.

Half an hour ago, McMillan was still chatting with Seamus of Gryffindor and vowed that no one in their Hufflepuff would leave school.

Now this situation is undoubtedly a slap in his face, and it is the kind of crisp sound. McMillan is naturally not happy.

But the father and son outside the door seemed to have not heard anything and still strode over.

Unlike McMillan who was gritting his teeth, Harry and Ron almost jumped for joy.

First Malfoy, now their most hated Quidditch commentator Zacharias has also left the school, which is simply a double happiness.

Harry even thanked the Death Eaters in his heart. After this attack, the bad factors in the school seemed to disappear all at once.

The only pity is that they have reached the end of the semester.

"It would be great if it is still like this next semester." Harry was looking forward to it in his heart.

...

As if to match his mood, the weather in June was sunny and bright, and even the wind blowing in carried a faint fragrance.

Harry and Ron would lie on the window whenever they had nothing to do, enjoying the breeze and flipping through books by the way, preparing for the upcoming exams.

It was not until Hermione told them that the fragrance was the smell of the fermented Moon Beast fertilizer that the two of them closed the window with a grim face.

"Hermione, you should have told us earlier!" Ron muttered.

"If you had been more serious in the Herbology class, you wouldn't have needed my reminder!" Hermione said without looking up.

Harry's good mood lasted until the first weekend of June.

It was the day of the Quidditch match, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, and also the Quidditch final.

Half a month ago, they had just finished the last game, and the opponent was also Ravenclaw. Although Harry, the seeker, was missing, they still won with Ginny's outstanding performance, and temporarily ranked first with a total score of 660 points.

The second place Hufflepuff scored 500 points.

In other words, if Hufflepuff didn't get 160 points in this game, they would have won the first Quidditch Cup in ten years.

Early in the morning, almost all Gryffindors came to the court, waiting for the game to start.

Professor McGonagall also came. When people saw her in the stands, they all felt incredible. After all, she didn't come to watch the Gryffindor game half a month ago, but she came today.

Of course, it may also be that Professor McGonagall was too busy half a month ago and really couldn't spare the time to watch the game.

Harry and his friends came to the stands and sat down, waiting for the game to start.

"Hermione, can't you put the book down?" Ron couldn't help but said, "How can you still read in this situation?"

"Why not." Hermione calmly turned a page.

"This game is related to whether we can win the Quidditch Cup!" Ron said, "We haven't won it for more than ten years."

"Compared to the Quidditch Cup, I think you should care more about the final exam in a week."

"I know, but these are two different things. We..."

Ron wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a deafening cheer.

He turned his head subconsciously and saw that everyone in the Hufflepuff audience stood up excitedly.

Then he knew the reason.

Kyle appeared in the starting lineup, and judging from his position, he should have returned to his old job as a chaser.

"Oh, no!" Ron covered his forehead with his hands, "Didn't Kyle ask for leave? Why did he still participate in the game?"

"Don't you know yet?" Hermione looked up at him, "Since the last Death Eater attack, Kyle has started to go back to class."

At this time, Madam Hooch blew the whistle in her hand, and the game began.

"It doesn't matter." Harry said on the side, not knowing whether he was comforting Ron or comforting himself.

"Quidditch is not a one-man game, even Kyle can't guarantee that he will beat Ravenclaw..."

"Goal."

The scream of the new commentator covered Harry's voice.

"Kyle scored the first goal after the game started, and the Ravenclaw goalkeeper didn't react at all.

"10:0, Hufflepuff leads! "

Deafening cheers rang out again in the stands, and several Hufflepuff fans even danced in the stands.

They hadn't seen such a devastating attack for more than a year.

"It doesn't matter..." Harry said in a dry voice, "It's just one goal, we're still leading by 150 points."

Five minutes later...

"It's okay, it's only three goals."

...

"We're still leading by 100 points."

...

"It doesn't matter, Gryffindor still has a 50-point advantage."

Twenty minutes later...

"It's okay, it's just a tie now, maybe Qiu will catch the Golden Snitch soon."

Harry's voice became smaller and smaller, and his expression became more and more dull.

When Kyle made another long shot and threw the Quaffle into the goal post, Harry's heart finally died.

The entire Gryffindor stand was silent.

"It's okay..." Harry said with difficulty, "We still have a chance next year. I mean, Kyle will graduate next year, right? "

Ron didn't answer. He seemed to have lost all his strength and sat there with his head down.

Hermione shook her head and continued to read the book in her hand.

Ever since she saw Kyle in the team, she thought it would be this result.

Facts proved that she was right. Only Ron and Harry were unwilling to accept it.

Half an hour later, the game was over.

Qiu relied on his rich experience and caught the Golden Snitch with a two-inch advantage, but Kyle scored too many points. Twenty-eight goals in one game, almost one goal per minute, directly breaking the school record.

By the way, the previous scoring record was also Kyle's.

So even if Ravenclaw added 150 points, there was still a big gap in the score.

When the audience left, Harry didn't even dare to look into Professor McGonagall's eyes and kept his head down.

"Don't think too much." Hermione rarely put down the book in her hand, patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Like you said before, there will be a chance next year, and Kyle will graduate by then. "

Somehow, even though Hermione was right, and even Harry himself thought so, he felt even worse.

"You can think about it from another angle." Hermione continued.

"From another angle?" Harry looked at her puzzledly, "What do you mean?"

"The exam is coming soon." Hermione whispered, "I heard from Professor McGonagall that most people's sixth-grade final exam scores are basically the same as the certificates they get when they graduate. If you fail a course, you will most likely not get a certificate.

"It's less than a week away from the exam, so are you ready?"

"Thank you, Hermione." Harry said with a bitter face.

Well, compared with the upcoming exam, missing the Quidditch championship seems to be nothing.

After all, his dream is to become an Auror after graduation. As we all know, Aurors have very strict requirements for grades, and several key certificates cannot be missing.

"It doesn't matter, this is what I should do, as a friend's obligation." Hermione smiled slightly and walked into the castle.

At the same time, the victorious Hufflepuffs had already begun to celebrate. In the common room, Mikel was holding a trophy made of cake, shouting and jumping on the table to celebrate their winning of the Quidditch championship trophy for six consecutive years.

Of course, it may also be counted that the seven consecutive years of the House Cup, after all, the Quidditch champion team will also add a lot of points, and with the previous 100 points of Kelga, they are already more than 200 points ahead of the second-place Ravenclaw.

At this moment, even Voldemort can't stop their good mood.

The carnival lasted until late at night, and Kyle finally got out of the crowd and sat down in an armchair in the corner.

Connor handed him a bottle of butter beer.

"Thank you." Kyle took it and took a sip. "They are crazy. A party lasted for three hours."

"It's understandable." Connor said with a smile, "After all, Hufflepuff has never shown its face like this, and everyone has been quite depressed during this period. It's good to have something worth celebrating."

Kyle nodded and took another sip of butter beer.

"What are your plans next."

"Wait for the exam." Kyle said. "I mean what you plan to do after graduation."

"I don't know." Kyle shrugged. "For now, I plan to go to Diagon Alley first. Remember? Sirius gave me a shop before, and it's not good to keep it empty all the time."

"Do you want to open a shop?"

"It's just a temporary idea." Kyle said, "But it's hard to say what to do specifically now. After all, there are Death Eaters and Voldemort outside. No matter what you do, you have to solve this problem first."

"So, you will join that... Order of the Phoenix, that's the name."

Kyle didn't answer immediately.

"I'm really not sure." He thought for a while and said, "There is something I can't figure out. Professor Dumbledore has not yet issued a formal invitation to me. I don't know what he is thinking."

"But didn't you take me to their base camp before?"

"That's different." Kyle shook his head, "Fred and George told me that they signed a very formal magic contract before graduation, which is also the certificate of formally joining the Order of the Phoenix.

"According to them, the contract can make them have a connection with other members of the Order of the Phoenix, and can vaguely feel each other's position. The function should be to facilitate support."

"Is there such a saying?" Connor asked. She always thought that Kyle was already a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

"I'm not sure either. It's not ruled out that it was a prank by Fred and George." Kyle said, "But Professor Dumbledore has never mentioned this to me."

"By the way, why do you suddenly ask this?"

"No, nothing." Connor said, "I just feel a little curious."

"What about you, what are you going to do after graduation. "

"Professor Snape bought a potion shop in Paris." Connor whispered, "He wants me to open a shop there."

"That's great." Kyle thought and said, "Potion shops are still quite profitable, and I know a lot of people in Paris, so I can solve any problems I encounter."

Kyle was talking about Ms. Maxime. As the headmaster of Beauxbatons, she has great power in France.

If you really encounter any trouble, it will be no problem to find her.

"Do you think so? "Connor looked at Kyle and asked.

Kyle looked into her eyes and nodded.

On this matter, he and Snape had the same idea.

Although Connor was quite capable, or even very good, in the entire Hufflepuff, her grades were second only to Kyle and Cedric, and she even got eight certificates for O.W.L. last year.

It's not that she couldn't do more, but she only took eight courses in total, and all of them were excellent.

But the enemy is Voldemort after all. No matter how good Connor's grades are, she is only seventeen years old. When the day of the decisive battle comes, no one knows what will happen. It is safest to stay away from the battlefield.

France is a good place. It is not far away, and there are many acquaintances. Even if the power of the Death Eaters reaches there one day, there will be no one to help.

"Okay then. ”

Kanna agreed without any anger or dissatisfaction.

This really surprised Kyle. Normally, shouldn’t Kanna be angry because she was looked down upon?

Why is it this reaction? It’s too calm, a little abnormal.

“You, aren’t angry?” Kyle asked tentatively.

“Why should I be angry?” Kanna looked at Kyle with a smile and asked, “Or do you think I should turn around and leave, or clamor to stay here… If that’s the case, I can actually satisfy you.”

Kanna cleared her throat and raised her hand to slap the table.

“No, this is fine, really.” Kyle stopped her quickly.

Anyway, it’s good that Kanna is not angry. It would be troublesome if she really started to quarrel.