Retiring After Success (Seeking Collection, Seeking Recommendation)

In a corner of the Hufflepuff common room, Cedric was staring in shock at the enthusiastic first-years not far away.

He couldn't understand what was wrong with this year's freshmen; how could they not tell that Kyle was spouting nonsense, and why were they cooperating so readily?

This was Hufflepuff, not Ravenclaw.

Cedric didn't know what others were thinking, but if he were the one stuck in the hospital wing, he certainly wouldn't want any class notes or homework.

Especially homework.

Good grief, treating homework as a gift... was that something a normal wizard could even conceive? Even Voldemort wouldn't pull such a wicked stunt.

Cedric's conscience told him he should expose Kyle and save the innocent Mikel.

But he couldn't do it.

Because, to a certain extent, Kyle's words would make the little badgers of Hufflepuff more diligent in class.

That was undoubtedly a good thing.

Cedric struggled for a long time.

In the past twelve years, he had never experienced such a difficult choice. On one side was his conscience, and on the other was his responsibility as a senior; he didn't want to give up either, leaving him oscillating repeatedly between the two.

Not far from Cedric was Kanna, who was equally lost in confusion; she was the only other freshman who had managed to keep a clear head.

Unlike Cedric, Kanna's thoughts were much simpler.

No matter what, she had to stay away from Kyle!

Kanna swore to herself that once she received the special rat tonic, she would keep a wide distance from Kyle. Even if she couldn't transfer to another house, she would do her best to avoid any situation where they might cross paths.

Right, and during class, she would also have to choose a seat as far away from Kyle as possible.

On the other side, the little badgers, brimming with a sense of mission, were still discussing their subsequent plans, while Kyle, having successfully completed his task, quietly squeezed out of the crowd.

Now that everyone's attention was focused on what they were about to do, he, the tool, naturally wouldn't be the center of attention as he had been just moments ago.

Kyle found a sofa far from the crowd, sat down, and began to flip through The Bard in the Wind.

This was a book published fifty years ago, recounting the travels of a bard and the various troubles he encountered.

The style was very similar to Gilderoy Lockhart's works, but the difference was that this book spent very little space describing the bard himself, focusing almost entirely on the things he saw.

It recorded many spells with distinct regional characteristics, all of which gave Kyle a refreshing feeling.

He read until noon, and only when Cedric came to call him for lunch did Kyle close the book with a sense of lingering interest.

"What are you reading?" Cedric asked curiously. "I called you several times just now, but you didn't react."

"The Bard in the Wind." Kyle handed the book to Cedric. "Dumbledore recommended it; it's a very interesting biography."

"The Headmaster recommended it?"

Cedric's eyes lit up, and he immediately expressed that he wanted to read it too.

"That's no problem, but I've only just started it, so you'll have to wait a few days." Kyle thought for a moment and said, "Or you could go to the library and ask if there are any extra copies."

"No need." Cedric returned the book to Kyle and shook his head. "Just let me know when you're finished, and I'll go borrow it then."

Based on his knowledge of the school library, there were rarely two identical copies of such biographical books, so going would just be a wasted trip.

Besides, he was only interested; it wasn't as if he had to read it right this second, so a few days earlier or later didn't matter.

After leaving the Hufflepuff common room, the two soon arrived at the Great Hall.

Over the course of the morning, the news that a Hufflepuff student had blown up the Charms classroom had already spread throughout Hogwarts.

Inside the Great Hall, almost all the students were excitedly discussing the topic.

"Hey, look who it is!"

As soon as Kyle walked through the doors of the Great Hall, he was blocked by Fred and George, who had been waiting there for a while.

"I knew it, Hogwarts wouldn't be peaceful with you around, and sure enough, I was right." Fred hooked his arm around Kyle's shoulder. "Tell us quickly, how did you blow up the classroom?"

George added from the side, "Yeah, we heard that even Professor Flitwick had to limp out of the classroom."

"Blowing up a professor on the first day..." Fred and George looked at each other and said in unison, "Kyle, you're definitely going down in school history!"

The twins' voices were not quiet, and they soon attracted the attention of other students; more and more people began to drift toward them, whether intentionally or not.

This left Kyle speechless, and he said with some helplessness, "First of all, a Lumos charm cannot blow up a classroom; that's common sense. Professor Flitwick only hurt his leg because he accidentally tripped."

"Secondly, the student who actually caused all this is in the hospital wing right now, and it has nothing to do with me. If you keep slandering me, I will write a letter to Mrs. Weasley."

"It wasn't you?"

The twins were stunned, as this result was clearly not what they had expected.

"Of course it wasn't. Why would you even think that?" Kyle pointed to his side. "If you don't believe me, you can ask Cedric."

"I can testify, it really wasn't Kyle," Cedric immediately nodded.

"You heard him." Kyle pushed the two of them away. "By the way, where did you get your information? It's completely unreliable."

"We heard it from a Ravenclaw freshman," Fred shrugged. "They said you sent your classmate to the hospital wing."

Kyle was even more speechless after hearing this, and he immediately said, "I went there to help, alright? Professor Dumbledore even gave me twenty points for it. By the way, did they say anything else? It wasn't just that one sentence, was it?"

"Don't know." George shrugged, saying as a matter of course, "We just happened to hear that one sentence when we were passing by."

"I swear..."

Kyle took a deep breath; he no longer wanted to speak to these two.

He had originally thought that Ravenclaw had produced a talent for taking things out of context, but he hadn't expected the real talents to be Fred and George.

When you go digging for information, at least listen to the whole thing; what kind of sense does it make to only hear the ending, especially an ending with such ambiguity?

It was fortunate that the two of them had come directly to him instead of spreading it everywhere, otherwise the good reputation he had worked so hard to build would have been completely ruined.

Kyle sighed, patted both of them on the shoulder, and said, "You two are simply wasting your talents at Hogwarts. You should go straight to work at the Daily Prophet; Rita Skeeter would absolutely love you."