Selling the maps had undoubtedly been a great success. The young wizards gained convenience, the professors were delighted that no one was late anymore, and Kyle and the others made a small fortune. Everyone came out happy.
If anyone was unhappy about it, it was probably Filch.
Once Fred and George had enough funds, the corridors were often filled with the stench of Dungbombs.
Filch was practically driven mad with rage. To catch the twins in the act, he wished he could follow them around all day.
But Fred and George always found a chance to shake him off.
Qiu and Kanna also became much more familiar with Kyle because of this, especially Kanna. She no longer avoided sitting near Kyle during class.
Perhaps she had gotten used to it. Her social anxiety was no longer as severe as before. At the very least, after receiving points from a professor, she could now calmly say thank you like everyone else.
Hogwarts kept the first-year schedule fairly light. Under normal circumstances, there were only three classes a day.
But once homework was included, that was another matter entirely.
The young wizards had to spend all their spare time holed up in the library just to barely finish those assignments that were several feet long.
And the handwriting could not be too large, either. The clever fellow who had tried that not only lost five points from Professor McGonagall, but also had his workload doubled, leaving him with dark circles for quite some time.
In the end, Professor McGonagall only lifted the punishment because she was afraid he might one day drop dead in the classroom.
After that, though, no one dared to try that sort of trick again.
But there were exceptions to everything.
Homework that was nightmarish to everyone else