Hogwarts Shippuden Chapter 103

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The next morning, the sunlight through the window glass woke Kyle from his sleep.

Cedric and Hannah also stumbled to their feet.

"Hey! You're awake! I didn't disturb you, did I?" Hagrid's voice came from the side.

It seemed that Hagrid got up early, and it was difficult for a giant with thick hands and feet to keep his movements so light, that Kyle didn't notice any sound.

After washing, the three little wizards followed Hagrid out of the hut.

"Come on, we have to report to Professor Dumbledore what happened last night."

It wasn't long before the first ray of sunlight hit the ground in the morning, and the green grass under the feet of several people was still slightly damp.

Several people quickly narrowed the distance with the blue-gray castle.

When the four of them came to the gate of the castle, they met Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout who were anxious.

Both professors looked very tired, and it seemed that they hadn't slept all night last night.

"Hagrid! The three of them were with you last night?" Professor Sprout asked.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly, checking the physical condition of the three back and forth.

Almost the entire Hogwarts heard Kyle's cry for help last night.

If it wasn't for Kyle's crows hitting seven and bringing a note of safety to Dumbledore who had just come out of the restricted area, the professors in the school would have been really anxious.

Hagrid nodded. "Professor McGonagall, what happened last night?"

When Hagrid mentioned this, Professor Sprout's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and there was anger in his eyes.

She couldn't imagine what a mad wizard would attack her beloved students in the middle of the night.

Moreover, the wizard's attack method was to release a large dung bomb at the door of the Hufflepuff common room!

And he blew up the exit from the Hufflepuff common room, leaving her students trapped in the lounge! Forcibly fainted by the smell!

She and several professors in the castle spent a lot of energy to dispel the stench from the underground corridor.

After they cleared the entrance to the lounge and kitchen from the pile of debris, Professor Sprout found that most of the students in the dormitory had already fainted from foaming at the mouth.

The house-elves were also laid down in the kitchen.

If the professors were a little later, there would be a mass suffocation death incident, Professor Sprout really can't imagine.

This may be the worst public attack in Hogwarts history.

Listening to Professor Sprout's remarks, the three little wizards behind Hagrid looked strange.

"Look at what you've done!"

"None of my business! It's the big dung bomb you dropped first!"

"I just lost two of them in the hallway. How dare you say it wasn't you who poured dozens of them into the fire?"

Standing behind Hagrid, Kyle and Cedric were silently tearing at each other with their eyes.

Anyway, this kind of pot can't be carried on the back.

If this pot was on his back, he might have to be beaten to death by Professor Sprout.

At this time, Dumbledore, who came out of the auditorium, interrupted the two people's torn, and through the auditorium door behind the old man, you could see the scene in the auditorium.

The other three long tables were basically full, except for Hufflepuff's table, which was empty and somewhat desolate.

There were only a few lucky people in their academy who went out for a night tour last night and escaped.

Now most of the Hufflepuffs are squatting in Madam Pomfrey's infirmary. Their bodies are not injured, but their minds have suffered great damage.

Looking at Dumbledore's azure blue pupils, the three little wizards had a feeling of being seen through.

Kyle took the initiative to stand up: "Professor Dumbledore, we met Voldemort again last night."

"Voldemort!?" Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout both exclaimed.

Dumbledore looked at both Kyle and Hagrid, "I want to know what happened last night."

Kyle briefly talked about the attack at the corner of the corridor after they returned from outside yesterday.

Of course, there are two insignificant parts missing from this account.

For example, they slipped back from Hogsmeade in the middle of the night, and they used big dung bombs to stop Voldemort's offensive.

After the three of them ran to the part outside the castle, Hagrid narrated it.

By the time Hagrid was reporting to Dumbledore, the three little wizards had slipped into the Great Hall for breakfast.

There is no decent hotel in Hogsmeade. Last night, they fiddled with the past by themselves. They didn't expect a battle royale as soon as they returned to Hogwarts.

The pumpkin porridge is not full, and they are almost crazy hungry since they woke up in the morning.

"Eight-door Dunjia?" Dumbledore's tone sounded very surprised.

Dumbledore knew about the physique developed by Kyle.

Originally, he thought that this body art simply lifted the restrictions of the body, allowing the wizard to perform some actions that were impossible to do in the past.

That's all.

But unexpectedly, he still far underestimated the power of this body art.

Dumbledore suddenly felt a little fortunate.

If it wasn't for Hagrid's mastery of the Eight Dunjia, Kyle and the others might have been more fortunate when the professors were held back last night and he happened to be absent.

There is still some merit to what this kid has tinkered with.

Gryffindor's table, the three little badgers left the table of their own college and ran to get together here.

"So, Harry can't participate in tomorrow's Quidditch final?" Kyle looked at the empty seat next to Ron, where a certain Savior classmate was supposed to be sitting.

It seemed that Harry was lying on the board with the Hufflepuff students in the infirmary.

A short-haired boy next to him suddenly poked his head out~www.mtlnovel.com~ Harry was because he went to the corridor on the right on the fourth floor last night! Stop a dark wizard from stealing a treasure! will be injured! "

Kyle recognized him as Harry and Ron's roommate, Seamus Finnigan.

Hailed by many professors at Hogwarts as a blaster, even the simplest of fluorescent spells can wreak havoc.

If it wasn't for Fred to get there first, he might be more suitable than Fred to become the Azure Dragon of the Dawn.

Hearing Seamus' words, Kyle turned his gaze to Ron across the table.

Eighty percent of this matter was said by Ron's big mouth.

Cedric shook his head regretfully, "I had hoped for a fair match between the Seekers and Harry."

Their Quidditch team in Hufflepuff has improved a lot recently.

Now Cedric was confident that even without Kyle's shuriken-throwing Bludger snooker, they could play Gryffindor 5-5.

Chapter end

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