Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Although Kyle moved very quickly, they still failed to catch up with Fred and others before Professor McGonagall.

When they rushed back to the castle, they happened to see the door of Professor McGonagall's office being closed.

After a brief discussion, several people decided to wait for them to come out in the corridor.

Because of the Quidditch match, the corridor was quiet and there was no one, but there was a ghost.

Nearly headless Nick poked his head out from the corridor floor and slowly floated up.

"What did those students do?" He looked at Kyle and asked curiously: "I just noticed that Mag's hands were shaking. She rarely loses such a big temper."

"A little conflict between students," Kyle said.

"Yeah." Nearly Headless Nick said,

He didn't think that a small contradiction could make Professor McGonagall so angry, but seeing that Kyle was unwilling to say anything, he didn't ask again.

The main reason is that there is no need... The ghost can travel around the castle at will, and he can listen to it by himself.

Then the almost headless Nick floated into the next room.

Kyle was the only one left in the corridor again.

A minute later, Qiu also ran over.

"How's it going? Are Fred and George okay?" she asked anxiously.

"I don't know yet." Cedric pointed to the door of Professor McGonagall's office, "They were just brought in."

"But let me tell you, Professor McGonagall probably wouldn't let them go so easily. There were so many people and professors watching at that time.

"...I estimate that seven days of confinement will definitely be indispensable."

"They were too impulsive." Qiu frowned and said, "Malfoy was obviously provocative because he lost the game, and they were fooled.

"Yeah..." Kyle said, "I guess Professor McGonagall should be telling them the same thing now."

At this time, Cedric came to the window at the end of the corridor and took a look outside.

"Everyone is back."

The noisy conversation reached the ears of several people, and the sound became louder and louder.

"Look at the Slytherins." Cedric suddenly pointed out the window, "They look really happy, don't they."

Kyle walked over.

From this position, he could clearly see Malfoy and Montague standing in the grounds in front of the castle.

There was another person in front of them.

...Umbridge

Kyle didn't know what they said, but if he guessed correctly, it must have something to do with Fred and the others.

Because although Malfoy was walking with a limp and his face was swollen, there was no trace of anger on his face. On the contrary, he was smiling, as if he was celebrating the success of his conspiracy.

"They must be planning some conspiracy!" Qiu couldn't help but said: "What a bunch of despicable guys."

"But Fred and George were fooled." Cedric sighed.

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Five minutes later, Umbridge came over with cheerful steps.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Kyle and the others left from the other side of the corridor when she first arrived on this floor.

However, they did not go back to the Hufflepuff common room downstairs, but went to the eighth floor to wait in front of the Fat Lady's portrait.

But what Kyle didn't expect was that they would have to wait all day.

Neither Fred, George nor Harry came back that day, and they were not even seen during dinner.

It was already the next day when I saw them again.

On this day, Kyle and the others came to the auditorium early in the morning, and finally saw the dejected Fred and George here.

"What did Professor McGonagall say?" Cedric sat on the empty seat next to them and asked tentatively: "Is it confinement? How long?"

"One week." Fred's voice was dry.

"That's good." Qiu pretended to smile lightly, "You can beat Malfoy for a week of confinement. It's actually quite cost-effective, isn't it?"

"If this was the case, it would be fine if we were imprisoned for a year." George said, "But we are suspended."

"What?" Cedric said in disbelief.

"Yes, what Umbridge said, we and Harry are banned from participating in Quidditch matches anymore." Fred looked ugly and poked the bread on the plate hard.

"Didn't you find Professor McGonagall?" Cedric said subconsciously: "Professor McGonagall's most important thing is the Quidditch match. There is no way she would agree."

"It's useless," said George. "Umbridge brought Education Order No. 25 from the Ministry of Magic, which gives her the right to punish any student, not to mention Professor McGonagall, even Principal Dumbledore." Can't stop it."

"Then your team..."

"Yes, there's no chance." Fred tried to pretend not to care, "Without the Seeker and Beater, Gryffindor is destined to be at the bottom of this year's Quidditch competition. "

"The rest is up to you." George said with a loud laugh. The laughter was exaggerated and it didn't sound like his voice at all. "Slytherin must be taught a lesson."

At this point, his voice became gritty again.

"That little Malfoy bastard...he insulted our parents, and Harry's mother...but got no punishment."

"That's not fair!" Fred said angrily, "Sooner or later we will make her pay...whether it's Malfoy or that toad Umbridge."

"That's for sure... but don't be impulsive again." Qiu reminded: "Umbridge has a lot of power now. If she catches any evidence again, you will probably be fired. "

"Don't worry, we won't...be fired." George said calmly.

Kyle glanced at him and suddenly asked: "Is there any way for you to rematch?"

"Yes." Cedric stood up directly, "I'm going to find Professor McGonagall. She will definitely have a solution."

"Don't go." Fred stopped him.

"It's useless." George shook his head, "Umbridge did say what we need to do to lift our ban."

"But there is no way we can do that." Fred said firmly.

"Don't be stupid, that's a suspension!" Cedric asked: "What should I do, confinement? Or apologize to Malfoy?"

"No." Fred hesitated for a moment and then said: "Umbridge said that Lucius Malfoy is very angry. If we want to play again, we must write a letter to obtain his forgiveness."

"I guess this must be the idea of ​​that little beast Malfoy." George sneered: "Everyone knows that our family and Malfoy have never dealt with each other...how could they let go of this opportunity."

"And if we wrote, we would definitely be laughed at."

Fred continued: "Not only us, but also our father will be laughed at by old Malfoy."

"This will be a stain on the Weasley family forever..."

"Don't just say that you are not allowed to play. Even if you are expelled, we will never let this happen."

Fred and George sounded determined.

Cedric opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

One thing is that if he were the Weasley brothers, he would not have written this letter to the Malfoy family.

When it comes to the Weasley family's reputation, whether or not they can play ball really doesn't seem that important.

For a moment, the atmosphere at the table was extremely low.

However, at this time, Kyle suddenly said: "It doesn't matter, leave this matter to me."

"No, Kyle, we will never bow to the Malfoy family." Fred said, "This is non-negotiable..."

"Listen to me." Kyle waved his hand, "I'm not asking you to apologize, but I'm preparing to reason with him.

This is Malfoy's fault in itself, isn't it? If we tell Lucius the whole story, I think he will understand you. "

"Ha, understand us?" George really laughed out loud for the first time, "Don't be kidding, how is this possible?"

"The Malfoys are so evil. How could they miss such a good opportunity? Even if you write a letter, it will only be a waste of parchment."

Not only them, but even Cedric nodded slightly.

"Yes, Kyle, let's think of another way." He said, "Rather than writing to Malfoy, I think it would be more appropriate to ask Professor McGonagall.

"Or we can go directly to Principal Dumbledore, he will definitely have a way to get Umbridge to revoke this punishment.

"After all, this is Hogwarts, not the Ministry of Magic."

"Whether it works or not, you have to try to find out." Kyle shrugged and said with a smile: "Remember what I said before, I am actually very good at reasoning with others."