Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

In the evening, in an empty classroom at Hogwarts.

The dim yellow oil lamp flickered, casting the shadows of the three people present diagonally on the wall.

"I'm glad you came to us, Kyle, but we can't do this."

Fred lowered his head, hiding himself out of the light.

"We've known each other for so many years, but this is the first time you've come to us for help since arriving at Hogwarts. I can't even remember the last time we had dinner together."

"Last Wednesday." Kyle, who was sitting opposite him, paused briefly and thought for a moment: "You want to sell my homework to the new students in Gryffindor."

"My friend, you refused very simply."

George said calmly: "You don't even know how sad we were when we left."

"I just don't need Professor McGonagall's confinement." Kyle said: "Selling homework in batches? You can imagine, do you think Professor McGonagall is Ron, who can't even detect such a thing?"

"Ahem...Okay, even if what you said makes sense." Fred raised his head and looked directly at Kyle and said, "Then why aren't you worried about whether we will be discovered by Professor McGonagall today.

It's not that difficult, you can do it yourself, or just find someone in Hufflepuff, right? "

"We're being watched closely by Snape."

"I understand, dirty work reminds us..."

George sighed: "You have found a home in Hufflepuff, you like it there, and the professors and students also like you.

Let’s be honest, you probably don’t need our friendship, and you’ve never even bothered to call us “sir”! "

"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to do it or not?" Kyle's mouth twitched and he said impatiently: "Two Mr. Weasleys, I will count to three. If you don't answer, I will find someone else."

"one!"

…

"Look George, he's actually threatening us."

"Yeah Fred, we don't do this."

"two!"

…

"I think you can count faster."

Kyle didn't say anything, he just reached into his pocket, took out a shiny golden card and waved it in front of Fred and George.

"……three"

"We did it!"

Fred and George appeared behind Kyle, one on the left and one on the right, and immediately put on smiling faces.

"Kyle, that card you just took was Agripba?"

"Hmm..." Kyle nodded.

Fred said diligently: "Can you let me take another look? Just one look."

Kyle took out the rare card again and waved it in front of their eyes.

Fred and George's eyes suddenly went straight, and their eyes followed Kyle's arm swinging from side to side.

After looking at it for about ten seconds, Kyle put away the card and said to the two people who were still unfinished, "Have you seen this Agrippa? After it's done..."

Before Kyle could finish speaking, George said with a look of surprise: "You're going to give it to us?"

"You think so." Kyle said, "After it's done, I can lend it to you for ten minutes." "

"Ten days!" Fred frowned.

"Nine minutes..."

"No, it will take at least a week." This time it was George.

"Five points..."

"One day, this is our bottom line!" the two said in unison.

"make a deal."

Kyle stretched out his hand and high-fived the two of them.

After the deal is concluded, the next step is to discuss the specific plan.

"In fact, we had no intention of saying no."

Fred smiled and patted Kyle on the shoulder and said: "Actually, as long as we can make Slytherin suffer, we are always very happy to help."

"But you need to provide the props." George said: "That thing needs to be customized. It is very expensive and we can't afford it."

"Of course, I've been ready for it."

Kyle took out a pile of gold galleons and placed it on the table. "There are twenty galleons in total here. It should be enough to buy those two things."

"Absolutely enough."

Fred picked up the Galleons on the table, put it in his hand and rubbed it carefully... He had never seen so much money before.

Although he also knew that Kyle had made a lot of money buying maps some time ago, that was just a guess, and it was completely different from seeing so many Galleons piled up with his own eyes.

Is it so profitable to sell maps?

"Kyle, we..."

George looked at the pile of gold galleons in front of him, as if he had something to say.

Kyle gave him a confused look.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later." George shook his head after thinking for a moment, and then said:

"If it's twenty galleons, Zuko will definitely deliver what you want on time."

Kyle didn't pay attention, and after discussing some specific details with the two of them, he was ready to leave.

"I can't wait." Fred said excitedly: "Slytherin is really unlucky to offend you."

Kyle glanced at him and reminded: "Don't talk nonsense, it has anything to do with me, I don't know anything."

"Ha, cunning Chopper."

"Ha, stupid Weasley."

…

After saying goodbye to Fred and George, Kyle did not return to the Hufflepuff common room immediately. Instead, he wandered aimlessly in the corridor on the third floor of the castle for a while.

He needed to find a special ghost, and the fat monk told him that the ghost preferred to stay near the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

But Kyle wandered around here for more than ten minutes without finding anything.

Just when he was about to go back and come back tomorrow morning, a balloon filled with liquid suddenly flew towards the back of his head.

Kyle tilted his head slightly and dodged narrowly.

The balloon hit the ground, emitting an unpleasant smell.

"Ho ho ho, you annoying little first-year kid who wanders around at night without sleeping. Tsk tsk tsk, naughty, you will be arrested."

Suddenly a dwarf appeared in the air, with a pair of evil black eyes and a big mouth, floating cross-legged in the air, holding two other balloons in his hand.

"Should I tell Filch? Big fool and little devil are so funny."

Kyle stood there, looked at him with interest and asked, "Are you Peeves?"

For a moment, there was confusion in Peeves's little dark eyes, but it soon turned into anger.

The little devil didn't run away when he saw him. He clearly looked down on him. How could he bear this?

He threw the remaining two balloons towards Kyle, "Yes, I am the great Peeves. I will tell Filch about your night tour, and he will lock you up."

He said seriously: "I want to tell him that this is for your own good, you know?"

Kyle took out his wand, swung the two balloons to the side, and said calmly: "I agree with you, but there are still five minutes before the curfew, not counting night travel, and I did it on purpose this time. Came to find you.”

"Come to see me specially?"

Peeves was a little surprised. In Hogwarts, there were not many young wizards who would take the initiative to find him.

"Yes." Kyle looked around and lowered his voice and said, "I have an idea. I wonder if you are interested in participating..."