No Way, Again?

At the end of October, Ladon finally returned from Romania after being away for more than a month.

Kyle put it back in the dormitory and filled its food bowl with dragon liver and tonics before untying the bag from its paws.

Inside were numerous Dragon Scale Badge, and a letter from Charlie.

The letter said that because the store didn't have enough stock, they had to rush to make a batch, which caused the delay.

Kyle sighed, inwardly grumbling about John's lack of professionalism.

If he had known it would be like this, he would have bought less.

After so much time has passed, everyone has realized that Dementor don't enter the castle, so recently very few people have asked him about the badge anymore.

Everyone is more concerned about something else now.

As the first Quidditch Match drew ever closer, the atmosphere in the castle was incredibly high. Everyone was eagerly anticipating the game, and in this excitement, even the Dementor and Black, who had stormed into the castle, seemed less important.

The day before the competition, the wind howled and the rain poured down harder than ever before. The corridors and classrooms were so dark that we had to light more torches and lanterns.

Nobody wants to compete in this weather.

"Fortunately, the first match is between Gryffindor and Slytherin."

In the common room, Mikel glanced at the window being battered by the strong wind and said thankfully, "This kind of terrible weather is really affecting performance."

This was his first match, and Mikel took it very seriously.

The other team members around him nodded in agreement.

But when they arrived at the Great Hall, Cedric told them some bad news.

"Our match has been moved up," he said, his face grim. "Flint just spoke to me and said we'll be playing Gryffindor tomorrow."

"Why!" the team members asked almost simultaneously.

Cedric said, "Flint's reason is that their Seeker injured his arm during practice yesterday and they want us to fill in."

"He's talking nonsense!" Mikel said angrily. "Even if his arm were broken, Madam Pomfrey could heal it in just one night."

"Their reason for doing this is obvious; they don't want to play in this kind of weather, believing it will reduce their scoring."

"Wait a minute..." Mikel suddenly realized something and asked nervously, "Captain, you didn't already agree to them, did you...?"

Cedric shook his head. "Not yet, I just said I need to think about it."

"No need to even consider it, just refuse," another team member said.

"But Flint brought in Professor Snape," Cedric said gravely. "He already looked very unhappy when I said I'd think about it."

"What, Professor Snape?" Mikel couldn't help but raise his voice.

He simply couldn't understand why a Quidditch Match would warrant the attention of the Headmaster of Slytherin.

"And..." Cedric paused for a moment before continuing, "If we don't agree, he'll definitely go to Ravenclaw ..."

"What time is it now, and you still..." Mikel stopped mid-sentence, turned around and asked:

"Kyle, which house are we having our first Charms class with today?"

"Ravenclaw, huh?" Kyle said. "What's wrong?"

"Please wait a moment..."

Mikel sat there, head down, seemingly lost in thought.

The other team members around him didn't disturb him.

A few minutes later, Mikel raised his head again.

"I have an idea..."

He grinned and said, "If both we and Ravenclaw have players injured and hospitalized, does Professor Snape have no reason to have us replace Slytherin?"

"What you say is true," Cedric said with a strange expression, "But to deliberately injure yourself and be hospitalized for a single competition... isn't that a bit of a waste?"

"Don't worry, I've thought it all out..." Mikel said confidently, "But first, I need to meet their Seeker Cho Chang, before class... Could one of you please go and call her for me?"

Cedric gave him a suspicious look, but after thinking for a moment, he stood up and walked towards the Ravenclaw table.

He originally planned to discuss it with his teammates before agreeing.

After all, Kyle's Impervius badges are quite useful; even in this kind of weather, they won't have much of an impact on them, but they're definitely not happy about it.

You don't want to play, so you just make up some excuse to substitute us? Why should we?

Now that Mikel has said so, let's listen to his plan... what if it actually works?

Soon, autumn arrived.

She looked unwell; she must have heard about the current situation from Cedric on the way.

"What's your idea?" she asked directly, sitting down next to Mikel.

"It's just an idea, but I think it's feasible..."

The two began to whisper to each other.

Qiu's expression gradually changed from worry to surprise, and then her eyes grew brighter and brighter...

"Your method seems to actually work," she said.

"Right?" Mikel laughed, "Now all that's missing is the most crucial item. You guys wait, I'll go buy it now..."

"Wait a minute." Kyle stopped Mikel, took out a few candies, and said, "No need to buy any, I just happen to have some here."

Are you sure it will work?

"It works even better than the original." Kyle raised an eyebrow. "And it won't have any adverse effects on the body."

Soon, it was time for class.

At the top of the stairs, the group separated.

Cedric was going to the underground classroom for Potions Class, while Kyle and the others went to the Charms classroom.

The Revealing Charm they are going to learn today.

As usual, Professor Flitwick explained the gestures and spells in detail, then gave each person a blank parchment and asked them to unravel the hidden contents on it.

"Aparecium!"

The sound of students chanting incantations could be heard from the classroom.

After Professor Flitwick walked to the other side of the classroom, Mikel suddenly stuffed a bean into his mouth and then winked at Cho.

After Qiu noticed this, she also put something in her mouth.

The next second, without warning, a bright white light suddenly flashed in the classroom.

Mikel then let out an exaggerated scream and lay motionless on the table.

Professor Flitwick was startled. When he turned around, he saw Mikel lying motionless on the ground, and Cho, who was pale and whose face was more swollen than before.

"Good heavens, what's going on!" Professor Flitwick was a bit confused, completely bewildered.

But after he saw Mikel's condition clearly, coupled with the familiar yet unfamiliar bright light from a few years ago, some unpleasant memories from a few years ago suddenly flooded back.

No way, not again?

Professor Flitwick's heart tightened, and he quickly shouted, "Quick, get them to the Hospital Wing!"

Kyle reacted the fastest and was the first to rush out.