Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

 Chapter 269 Different Treatment

 The door to the underground classroom opened and closed, leaving only Professor McGonagall and her two useless students in the room.

Her chest heaved violently as she stared at them like an angry hawk.

 Finally, Ron broke the silence.

“Professor, was that...a phoenix?”

"Yes, it's a phoenix!" Professor McGonagall didn't seem to want to say anything more, just nodded and took it off.

 “You’d better go to the school hospital, Weasley, your eye is swollen.”

"Nothing." Ron quickly covered his eyes, "Professor, just now Principal Dumbledore said that the sorting is over?"

 “Yes, just now…”

 “Then where is my sister?” Ron asked nervously.

 “Also in Gryffindor.”

 Hearing Professor McGonagall's answer, Ron said happily: "Oh, great."

Although I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, the result is still good.

But when it came to Gryffindor, Harry seemed to suddenly think of something, and said quickly: "Professor, school hadn't started yet when we got in the car, so we shouldn't deduct points from Gryffindor, right?"

Professor McGonagall gave him a stern look, but Harry noticed that her lips were no longer pursed so tightly.

 …

 …It turns out that Harry's words are still useful.

 Professor McGonagall did not deduct points from Gryffindor.

Although they were locked up and had to eat in the underground classroom, it was much better than Harry expected.

 Because he had to go back to the banquet, Professor McGonagall quickly left.

After the door was closed again, Ron blew a long whistle softly.

"How lucky..." He grabbed a sandwich sent by Professor McGonagall, "It's just a solitary confinement, which is much better than being expelled, and there are no points deducted."

 “I think so too.” Harry also grabbed a piece.

 “By the way, how is your wand?”

"That's not my wand," Ron muttered, his mouth full of chicken and ham.

 He ​​took out a rubber haddock from his pocket and said: "This is a trick wand made by Fred and George. They probably wanted to mess with me, so they used it to replace my wand."

 “It’s a good thing they did,” Harry said with a smile.

"Yeah... when it hit the tree, it almost turned over." Ron put the haddock back into his pocket with some luck.

 “However, you have to be more careful in the future.”

Harry took a sip of pumpkin juice and said, "I really wish I could go to the party..."

“Professor McGonagall doesn’t want us to show off,” Ron said wisely. “We don’t want others to think that driving a flying car to school is a glorious thing.”

 “But Kyle can go to the banquet...”

"It's different. He was brought to school by the Phoenix. Of course he deserves to show off." Ron shrugged. "If it were me, I could brag about it for a whole year... The same goes for anyone."

 “Are phoenixes rare?” Harry asked.

"It should be said that they are very rare, much rarer than the fire dragon." Ron picked up the second sandwich. "Many people will never see them in their lifetime. I only saw them once on the Quidditch pitch. I still remember them. Is it? It’s the game that was suspended.”

Harry nodded... Of course he remembered, and he was impressed.

While the two were discussing the Phoenix, Kyle was also brought to the auditorium by Dumbledore.

As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't wait to walk towards the Hufflepuff table.

 Snape's face was uglier than Hagrid's rag along the way, and he felt uncomfortable being stared at.

The banquet had already started when Kyle arrived, but after seeing him, everyone stopped what they were doing, and then suddenly it became lively again.

Just mixed in with some buzzing whispers.

But Kyle didn’t care about this and went straight to Hufflepuff’s table.

Cedric held a seat for him.

As soon as Kyle sat down, he couldn't wait to ask: "Could it be that you, like Potter, came here in that flying car?"

"What kind of flying car?" Kyle said absently: "If possible, I really hope it is."

“That’s no joke.” Kang Na frowned and said, “The car hit the whomping willow tree outside the castle. It is said that they were almost flattened.”

There are no secrets in Hogwarts. Just by dividing the houses into different houses, the deeds of Harry and Ron are already known to everyone.

"It's the same..." Kyle muttered softly: "Whether it's the Whomping Willow or being used as a Bludger...it's the same."

"What Bludger..." Cedric scratched his hair, not understanding what Kyle meant.

"Since you weren't in that car...how did you get here? Fred and George said you weren't home on the first day of school."

“It’s Fawkes,” Kyle explained. “It’s Dumbledore’s phoenix that brought me back to Hogwarts from Dorset.”

Then, Kyle briefly talked about what he encountered at Newt's place, which made the people around him stunned.

 Good guys, the Phoenix suddenly visited, the Poison Leopard gave birth, and the Phoenix apparated back to school... Kyle's experience in the past two days was simply more exciting than the two years they had.

 “Phoenix…” Cedric sighed: “That must be great…”

Mikel and Ryan next to him also nodded in agreement. They also wanted to get up close to the legendary magical creature.

"Believe me, you will never like that feeling." Kyle waved his hand and said seriously.

 He was still feeling uncomfortable, and he had no appetite when facing a table of delicious food. He just ate some pie and ordered a glass of lemonade with double lemons.

However, the lemonade made by the elves is sour enough, but not bitter...the effect is slightly worse.

Seeing him like this, Cedric didn't mention the phoenix anymore, but took out a piece of parchment and said:

“We have received the letter you sent during the holiday. This is a new map we made on the train according to the method you gave us.”

There was a bit of excitement in his voice, "It's a lot more troublesome than direct copying last year, but it's very popular... Fifty freshmen have already made reservations with us.

However, those customized maps that sell for more money need to be made by you, after all, we have no experience in this area. "

 “How many are needed?” Kyle asked.

“Twenty-five.” Cedric said with a smile: “A lot more people bought this kind of map this year, and they all chose us.”

  Another new batch of Galleons was received, and Kyle finally felt better.

He turned to look at the guest of honor seat and found that Professor McGonagall had returned and was talking to Gilderoy Lockhart, who was dressed in a fancy dress.

　　It’s just that her expression was very serious and her lips were pursed tightly. She didn’t seem very happy.

 …

 (End of this chapter)