You Want to Blackmail Me?

"Bang!"

The door to the private room was slammed hard from the outside, causing the door frame to creak loudly.

Kyle, who was focused on maintaining the Gemino Curse, was startled by the sudden sound and instinctively raised his wrist.

"Sizzle..."

A long, narrow opening suddenly appeared on the newly completed map.

"I..."

Kyle stared at the completely ruined map, his eyes twitching.

That's a Galleon...

The others were also startled by the banging on the door. Fred, who had just finished casting the Gemino Curse, accidentally imprinted the map onto George's robe across from him.

"Merlin's beard! And this is the new robe I just bought this year."

George looked at his robes, his eyes filled with heartache. "Kyle, do you have a way to get this thing off?"

"Of course there is a way, and it's very simple."

Kyle squinted and looked up towards the door.

Through the glass in the door, he could clearly see three young boys standing in the hallway outside.

"That Harry Potter, he actually abandoned his friendship with the Malfoy for that damn Weasley, that's so stupid, just like his parents!"

They're like that too... ungrateful!

Thinking of this, Draco Malfoy pounded on the door of the adjacent box again.

"And that Weasley too."

Goyle, standing next to Malfoy, clutched his finger and said angrily, "He dared to let his pet bite me! I'm going to beat him up!"

Goyle was very burly, 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 always be a chance."

Malfoy rubbed his throbbing wrist and said coldly, "My father is School Governor. Once we get to Hogwarts, I have a hundred ways to make them regret what they did today."

After saying that, he tidied his somewhat messy hair and prepared to leave with Crabbe and Goyle to go to the other Slytherin carriages.

But just then, the door to the private room next to him was opened.

"Please wait a moment, gentlemen."

Kyle stood there, expressionless, glancing at the three people in front of him before finally fixing his gaze on the pale-faced boy.

Judging from his position, he must have been the one banging on the door.

After identifying his target, Kyle said calmly, "You were the one who banged on the door just now, weren't you?"

"Uh... yes, it's me."

After a moment of surprise, Malfoy said formally, "My name is Draco Malfoy. I'm sorry to have disturbed you."

Although Malfoy's manners were impeccable and his speech was very polite, Kyle could see that there was undisguised arrogance in his eyes as he spoke.

His arrogance became even more apparent after he revealed his name.

Kyle, however, didn't seem to mind and calmly said, "Your attitude is quite good. How about this, as long as you compensate us for our losses, we'll let it go."

"Loss?"

Malfoy paused for a moment, then he saw Fred and George behind Kyle.

In an instant, the last bit of politeness on his face vanished, replaced by a look of disgust.

"Redheads... it's that damn Weasley again, and those weird friends of theirs."

Malfoy looked at Kyle, casually pulled a Galleon from his pocket and tossed it over, sneering, "Keep the change... Oh, I forgot to mention, this is Galleon. You probably don't even know what it looks like, do you?"

Having said that, Malfoy turned to leave. He didn't want to stay a second longer.

But a hand stopped him.

"Etc..."

Kyle gently shook the Galleon in his hand and said calmly, "This isn't enough."

Malfoy paused, took a deep breath, and tossed another Galleon to Kyle.

He used a lot of force, as if he wanted to smash this despicable guy in front of him to death with Galleon.

Kyle caught it easily, then shook his finger again.

"Sorry, it's still not enough..."

"Don't go too far!"

Malfoy blushed slightly and said angrily, "If you keep bothering me, I'll tell my father you're blackmailing me!"

He's a Hogwarts School Governor; he has the right to expel you!

"I think you've misunderstood," Kyle said, raising an eyebrow. "I'm a model student who received Special Award for Services to the School; how could I possibly do something like extortion?"

I'm just reasonably asking for my own losses. Not only the School Governor, but even the Minister for Magic couldn't say anything about it.

"Special Award for Services to the School?" Malfoy scoffed. "You... wait, you're that freshman named Kyle?"

He remembered that his father had indeed told him during the summer vacation that a freshman had received Special Award for Services to the School.

This must be the person standing right in front of me.

"To be precise, you should be in your second year; you're the freshman."

Kyle said, "So, can we now continue discussing the issue of compensation?"

Malfoy frowned, wanting to refuse.

Although he didn't know what the compensation was, he figured that since the other person was with the Weasley family kids, they couldn't possibly be rich, and two Galleon would be more than enough to buy him his entire outfit.

However, he is currently unable to leave.

It wasn't because of Kyle's status; it was just a Special Award for Services to the School, how could it compare to his father's position on the School Governor?

However, the five people standing behind Kyle made him a little intimidated.

Including Kyle, that makes six students in their second year or higher, but their side only has three, and all of them are freshmen.

If a fight really breaks out, I have no chance of winning.

"How much do you want?" Malfoy asked through gritted teeth.

He decided to spend money to buy peace of mind; no matter what, he just wanted to get out of there first.

Kyle thought for a moment and said, "Not much, it's two hundred Galleon in total. Including what I just received, you only need to give me one hundred and ninety-eight Galleon more."

"How much? Two hundred Galleon!?"

Malfoy thought he had misheard and screamed, "That's impossible! Don't even think about it!"

"Don't worry, let me calculate it for you..."

"I won't listen!" Malfoy's face flushed crimson. He drew his wand, pointed it at Kyle, and said, "I know, you're blackmailing me!"

Two hundred Galleon is more than the monthly salary of most employees in the Ministry of Magic.

Even if he had just knocked on the door a few times, or even if he had stormed in and beaten everyone up, he wouldn't have had to pay so much in compensation.

Malfoy is rich, but not insane. He'd have to be out of his mind to give Kyle two hundred Galleon.