Kyle's Absent Game

Ron also knew about Kyle's grades and was very impressed with them.

Because of this incident, Fred and George got a lot of beatings during the holidays, and they would run away immediately whenever they heard the word "grades".

Moreover, even Percy reduced the number of times he went out, and almost immediately went back to his room to read after eating.

That was the only vacation without pranks or having to listen to Percy's constant bragging.

"But Hermione ..." Ron thought for a moment and said, "I remember Kyle lost a point, so strictly speaking, he didn't get a perfect score."

"Is there a difference?" Hermione asked, pursing her lips. "I asked Professor McGonagall, and she said the only thing Kyle lost points for was writing the Twelve Uses of Dragon's Blood twelve."

"Dragon blood has twelve uses?" Ron blurted out. "I always thought it had thirteen, haha, looks like Kyle is the same as me."

"Ha, you think you only need to write down a number for the exam?"

Hermione rolled her eyes at him and said impatiently, "Kyle wrote out all the uses of dragon blood, but then added one more at the end."

I dare say he did it on purpose!

"But why is that..." Harry frowned. "Wouldn't it be better to get full marks? Why would he deliberately get one question wrong?"

Hermione shook her head. This wasn't just a problem they couldn't understand; even Professor McGonagall was puzzled.

"How could anyone eat dragon blood... That's ridiculous, it's obviously intentional."

"I'm still far behind Kyle," Hermione said, rubbing her hair. "Haven't you noticed? He's hardly ever been in the Great Hall lately for meals."

And Diggory, who's number one in third grade... I bet they're studying really hard right now."

"Think about it, even someone who got a perfect score is working so hard, how could I not study?"

After saying that, Hermione lowered her head and continued to flip through the book, "One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi," which she had already read countless times.

She knew she was no match for Kyle in many ways; for example, on the train, Kyle easily defeated Malfoy and his gang, something she couldn't do.

And during Halloween, the Troll that terrified her so much that she couldn't move was also dealt with by Kyle in just a few seconds.

Finally, there are those wondrous Quidditch gadgets... Forget about the one worth a hundred Galleon, she couldn't even make the ordinary ones that were sold to others.

Or rather, it could be made, but it would look very rough and far less refined than theirs.

That's all fine, but when it comes to exams, Hermione stubbornly refuses to admit defeat.

Meanwhile, in Hufflepuff's common room.

"Kyle, the exam is coming up soon, are you sure you don't want to study?"

"No need." Kyle, who was playing with Niffler, said without looking up, "It's not like we're OWLs, it's just a final exam. We can pass by just writing something casually, why waste time studying?"

"What, did I disturb you?"

"No, no." Kanna shook her head and said, "I'm just curious, what have you been so busy with lately that you haven't even had time to eat?"

"I just didn't go to the Great Hall," Kyle said. "Our match against Slytherin is coming up soon, and just in case, I thought it would be safer to eat here."

There are only two days left until the last Quidditch Match. I don't know what Madam Hooch was thinking, but she actually scheduled the last match for the week before the exams, and Professor McGonagall even agreed to it.

The Hufflepuff and Slytherin matches were played first, while the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor were scheduled after the exams.

"Having lost two matches in a row, Slytherin is resorting to any means necessary to win."

Kyle shook his head and sighed, "Harris was in the Hospital Wing a few days ago because he ate a piece of chocolate Slytherin girl gave him."

"How could these people do this..." Kanna frowned, angrily saying, "So you're not going to eat in the Great Hall because you're worried they'll poison you too?"

"No." Kyle shook his head and said, "Slytherin's little tricks are too crude; they can only fool honest people like Cedric and Harris."

My worry is that Snape will poison me.

"What are you talking about..." Kanna punched Kyle in annoyance. "Professor Snape would never do that."

"Okay, I misspoke..." Kyle rubbed his aching arm and quickly corrected himself, "It had nothing to do with Professor Snape, I was just doing it in case."

Kanna blushed suddenly as she watched his movements and whispered, "Don't worry, we'll definitely win the championship."

Kyle smiled but didn't say anything.

The championship is a certainty. As the only team to win two consecutive games, Hufflepuff has nearly 400 points more than the second-place team.

With such a high score, it would be difficult for them to lose even if they wanted to.

Therefore, Kyle doesn't care about winning or losing; it's just that their actions are hard to accept.

Moreover, Kyle didn't want to end up like Harris, being dragged into the Hospital Wing by a large group of people because of vomiting and diarrhea; that would be too terrible.

Harris is doing well; he'll be in seventh grade next year, and will graduate in another year.

But he still has to stay in the castle for five years; if he really dies, it's all over.

So no matter what, you definitely can't go to the Great Hall before the competition.

And so, two days later, the final Quidditch Match finally began.

This competition was like a ray of light, illuminating the young wizards' monotonous study life.

On the day of the match, Harry and Ron got up very early, putting their exams out of their minds and excitedly ran to the Quidditch Pitch.

Although Hermione complained that they shouldn't be distracted by watching a game at a time like this, she still went along.

"Forget about the exam, Hermione... at least forget about it today."

In the stands, Ron laughed and said to Hermione, "This is the last game of the year! Look, the Hufflepuff are here!"

When Harris walked out of the tunnel and appeared on the court, a wave of cheers erupted around him.

He was just discharged from the hospital yesterday, and his face was still a little pale, but his eyes were very determined.

In the stands, Harry looked at the Hufflepuff players with a complicated expression.

Although he desperately wanted to see Slytherin lose, Hufflepuff already had a 390-point Gryffindor, and if they won today's match, that number would certainly continue to grow.

At least 400 points... Can they really catch up?

With his arch-rival on one side and the champion on the other, Harry is finding it difficult to choose who to support.

"Wait..." Hermione suddenly exclaimed, "Kyle didn't come to the match!"

Harry was taken aback, and quickly looked at the players again.

Hermione was right, Kyle was indeed absent, Hufflepuff fielded a substitute Chaser this time.

"He must be preparing for an exam..." Hermione said regretfully, "I really shouldn't have come!"