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Chapter 248: Lovegood
Chapter 248: Lovegood
The fact that Kyle had been invited to visit Nicholas Flamel was originally meant to be a secret, but as Dumbledore once said to Harry, secrets tend to walk on legs...
Upon his return, Kyle suddenly realized that everyone seemed to know about it.
During dinner, Mr. Weasley, like Chris an hour earlier, kept asking Kyle about the Flamel's and whether he had seen any talking appliances there.
"Dad admires Flamel the most."
Fred whispered beside him, "Ever since Dad accidentally saw Headmaster Dumbledore and learned about your whereabouts, he's been very excited."
George shrugged, "I guess he thought the Flamel household would be filled with talking Muggle appliances."
In the end, Kyle had no choice but to disappointedly inform Mr. Weasley that there were no talking refrigerators or lawnmowers that could tell jokes while tap dancing in Flamel's home.
In fact, none of the Muggle appliances that Mr. Weasley could think of were present there.
This left Mr. Weasley extremely disappointed.
However, Kyle couldn't help it. The estate in Paris where Flamel resided was from a long time ago, back when even lightbulbs hadn't been invented yet in the Muggle world.
Even the beach chair that Flamel sat on while listening to opera was something he had brought over from Devonshire.
Although Mr. Weasley wasn't interested in the beach chair, he decided to buy the same one and modify it so he could feel closer to his idol.
This decision displeased Mrs. Weasley greatly. The issue with the car hadn't even passed, and now there would be one more chair of unknown potential in the house... Was he trying to create more trouble for the family?
It was clear from her angry gaze that Mr. Weasley was in for some misfortune after this meal.
...
On another note, the others were equally curious about Kyle's experiences during the past month.
However, upon learning that Kyle had spent the entire month reading, Fred, George, and Ron's curiosity diminished by more than half.
In their opinion, vacations were meant for fun, and spending time reading was an unforgivable waste.
Percy asked a few more questions, but it was obvious that he wasn't very interested either.
After all, alchemy wasn't part of the Hogwarts exams, so he didn't need to waste time on this extra knowledge.
Of course, there were also those who had been completely unaware of this matter before, like Harry.
Ever since Mr. Weasley brought up the topic, Harry hadn't stopped talking about it.
He had only known that someone had invited Kyle over, but he never expected that person to be the over-six-hundred-year-old, legendary maker of the Philosopher's Stone, Nicholas Flamel.
He was still struggling with his homework, and here Kyle was, already visiting the homes of legendary wizards.
It had to be said that sometimes, the gap between wizards was even wider than that between a wizard and a goblin.
After dinner, Mr. Weasley was indeed dragged back into the house.
Fred and George, feeling a bit too full from the meal, decided to invite Kyle and the newcomer Harry to participate in a traditional program of St. Kachibor Village... gnome-bashing.
"The rules are simple, Harry," Fred said as they arrived in the garden and effortlessly pulled out a gnome that resembled a large potato from the flower bushes.
"You can throw it or hit it with a stick; all you need to do is make the gnome fly as far as possible."
"Sometimes I even feel they could substitute Bludgers."
Harry had been hesitant, but after being bitten hard by a gnome, he turned into an emotionless batting machine...
"Oh... Harry, that last one of yours was at least two hundred feet."
"I think it was at least two hundred and fifty feet..."
Since it was already late, the group didn't really engage in any serious competition, merely estimating the distances by feel.
"I feel like my angle was a bit off that time... This time, I'll definitely hit it further!" Harry skillfully grabbed a gnome that was watching the commotion from the ground and swung the bat again.
"Well done, Harry." George looked up and said, "A perfect straight hit. I think you have a talent for being a Beater..."
"Ouch!"
But before he could finish his sentence, a painful moan sounded from a distance.
Had they hit someone?
The group exchanged glances and hurried in the direction of the voice.
From a distance, they saw a figure crouching and holding his head.
When they reached him, Harry quickly apologized, "I'm so sorry, sir. I didn't know there was someone here..."
"It's alright, it's my fault too for not paying attention..."
The man lifted his head, and his eyes widened in surprise as he recognized them. "Fred, George, Kyle... So, you're at it again with the gnome-bashing."
At that moment, the group also recognized him.
He had distinctive cotton candy-like white hair that fell to his shoulders, and he wore a brightly colored yellow robe. A gold chain hung around his neck, adorned with a strange symbol that resembled a triangular eye.
"Mr. Lovegood?" Kyle was a little surprised.
The unlucky fellow who had been hit on the head by a gnome was none other than Xenophilius Lovegood, who lived north of St. Kachibor Village.
"Did you just get back?"
"Yes." Mr. Lovegood rubbed his head. "I took Luna to search for the Snoring Snorkacks, and we got so engrossed that we lost track of time."
As he finished speaking, a little girl ran over from a short distance away.
She had a head of messy golden hair, carrot-shaped earrings, and a necklace made of butterbeer bottle caps. She held a worthless-looking half-leaf in her hand.
Her bizarre attire and actions made her seem a little crazy.
"Dad, I just found this on the ground... Oh, hi, Kyle. Long time no see."
Luna bounced over to Kyle and tilted her head, her protruding silver eyes fixed on him without blinking.
"Long time no see, Luna." Kyle smiled and asked, "Are you looking for Nargles?"
"I've never seen Nargles on you, and there aren't any now either." Luna replied in a singing voice.
She then pointed at Harry, "But there are lots of them on him, right by his ears."
...
Thanks to the book friend 20230511103354942 for the reward!
(End of Chapter)
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