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Chapter 138: You Want to Extort Me?
Chapter 138: You Want to Extort Me?
"Boom!"
The carriage door was slammed from the outside, causing the frame to creak painfully.
Kyle, who was concentrating on maintaining the Duplication Charm, was startled by the sudden noise and instinctively raised his wrist.
"Ssshhh..."
A long slit appeared on the map he had just finished.
"I..."
Kyle looked at the now ruined map, his eyes twitching uncontrollably.
This was a Galleon...
The others were also startled by the door slamming. Fred, who had just finished casting the Duplication Charm, trembled and accidentally printed the map onto George's robe.
"Merlin's beard! This is my new robe I bought this year."
George looked at his robe with dismay in his eyes. "Kyle, can you get rid of this thing?"
"Of course, it's very simple."
Kyle narrowed his eyes and looked out the door.
Through the glass, he could clearly see three young boys standing in the corridor outside.
"That Harry Potter, he actually gave up Malfoy's friendship for that damn Weasley. What a stupid and foolish decision, just like his parents! They were the same... ungrateful!"
Draco Malfoy paused, then slammed the carriage door again.
"And that Weasley."
Malfoy's companion, Goyle, covered his fingers and said angrily, "He dared to let his pet bite me. I'm going to beat him up."
Goyle was very muscular, and although he looked like a wooden stump with a teapot on his head, there was no denying that his angry expression was somewhat intimidating.
"Don't worry, Goyle. There will be opportunities."
Malfoy rubbed his slightly sore wrist and said coldly, "My father is on the Board of Governors. Once we get to Hogwarts, I have a hundred ways to make them regret what they did today."
After straightening his slightly messy hair, he was about to leave with Crabbe and Goyle to another Slytherin carriage.
But at that moment, the carriage door next to him was opened.
"Wait a moment, gentlemen."
Kyle stood there, expressionless, and scanned the three people in front of him. Finally, he fixed his gaze on the pale-faced boy.
From the position, the one who slammed the door should be him.
After confirming the target, Kyle said indifferently, "You were the one who slammed the door just now, weren't you?"
"Er... yes, it was me."
Malfoy was surprised for a moment, then said formally, "I'm Draco Malfoy. I apologize for disturbing you."
Although Malfoy's manners were impeccable and his words were polite, Kyle could see that his eyes were filled with unconcealed arrogance as he spoke.
This arrogance became even more apparent after he mentioned his name.
However, Kyle didn't mind. He said calmly, "Your attitude is not bad. As long as you compensate us for our loss just now, we'll let this go."
"Loss?"
Malfoy was taken aback for a moment, and then he saw Fred and George behind Kyle.
The last bit of politeness on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of disgust.
"Red hair... damn Weasley and their weird friends."
Malfoy looked at Kyle and casually took out a Galleon from his pocket, tossing it to him. At the same time, he smirked and said, "Keep the change... oh, I forgot to mention, this is a Galleon. You probably don't know what it looks like yet."
After speaking, Malfoy lifted his leg and turned to leave. He didn't want to stay a second longer.
But a hand stopped him.
"Wait..."
Kyle gently shook the Galleon in his fingers and said lightly, "This isn't enough."
Malfoy paused, took a deep breath, and once again threw a Galleon at Kyle.
He used a lot of force, as if he wanted to smash Kyle with the Galleon.
Kyle easily caught it and shook his fingers again.
"Sorry, still not enough..."
"Don't go too far!"
A faint blush appeared on Malfoy's face, and he said angrily, "If you keep harassing me, I'll tell my dad that you're extorting me!
He's a school director at Hogwarts, and he has the authority to expel you!"
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"I think you might have misunderstood," Kyle said, raising his eyebrows. "I'm a good student who won the Special Contribution to the School Award, how could I possibly resort to extortion?
I'm just reasonably demanding compensation for my losses. Even if it weren't for the school director, even if the Minister of Magic came, they couldn't say anything."
"Special Contribution to the School Award?" Malfoy sneered. "With you being this... wait, are you the new student named Kyle?"
He remembered that during the summer, his dad had indeed mentioned that a new student had won the Special Contribution to the School Award.
It must be the person in front of him.
"To be precise, I'm in the second year, you're the new student."
Kyle said, "So, can we continue discussing compensation now?"
Malfoy frowned, wanting to refuse.
Although he didn't know what the compensation was for, in his opinion, since the other party was with the Weasley kids, they were probably not wealthy. Two Galleons were more than enough to buy all their belongings.
But he couldn't leave now.
It wasn't because of Kyle's identity; a Special Contribution to the School Award wasn't comparable to his dad's position as a school director.
It was the five people standing behind Kyle that made him feel a little intimidated.
Including Kyle, there were six students from the second year and above, while they only had three people on their side, all of them new students.
If a fight broke out, they had no chance of winning.
"How much do you want?" Malfoy asked through gritted teeth.
He decided to buy his peace with money. No matter what, he just wanted to leave this place first.
Kyle thought for a moment and said, "Not much, it's a total of two hundred Galleons. With what you just gave me, you only need to give me one hundred and ninety-eight Galleons more."
"How much? Two hundred Galleons?!"
Malfoy thought he might have misheard and screamed, "Impossible, don't even think about it!"
"Don't rush, let me calculate it for you..."
"I don't want to listen!" Malfoy's face turned completely red. He drew his wand and pointed it at Kyle, saying, "I know, you're extorting me!"
Two hundred Galleons was already higher than the monthly salary of most Ministry of Magic staff.
Not to mention just knocking on the door a few times, even if he had rushed in and beaten everyone up, he wouldn't need to compensate so much.
Malfoy was rich, but he wasn't crazy. He would have to be brain-dead to give Kyle two hundred Galleons.
(End of Chapter)
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