New Member in the Flower Garden

In the afternoon, Kyle went to Hagrid's cabin.

"Kyle, what brings you here?"

Inside the cabin, Hagrid warmly handed him a plate of Rock Cake, saying, "Thank you for the gift, I love it."

The Dragon models were placed on the only table in the cabin, and Hagrid had even installed a small fence around the table to prevent them from falling.

It's fair to say they put a lot of effort into it.

Kyle didn't take the plate of Rock Cake, shaking his head and saying, "Hagrid, I can't eat anything right now."

"That's true, your stomach should be stuffed full of turkey and sausages by now." Hagrid didn't seem to care, picking up a piece of Rock Cake and taking a bite, then said, "What do you need me for?"

Let me make this clear first, I'm not taking you to the Forbidden Forest.

"I'm not going to the Forbidden Forest," Kyle said. "I came to ask you if you know a wizard named Prince."

"Prince? I think that's the last name..."

Hagrid paused for a moment, then patted his head and said, "Sorry, Kyle, I think I've had a cold these past few days. My head feels foggy, and I can't remember a lot of things."

Oh, right... Poppy told me to go find her after the party."

Hagrid suddenly stood up and said hurriedly, "Sorry, Kyle, I have to go to the Hospital Wing now."

I will write to you if I remember."

"Alright." Kyle sighed with some disappointment and followed Hagrid out of the cabin.

It seems I can only wait until Chris is done with his work and then write to him to ask if he knows.

Aside from Hagrid, Kyle didn't intend to ask any of the other professors about this.

Professor McGonagall and the others are too tight-lipped. If that "Prince" really is related to Snape, they would never say it even if they knew.

After returning to the castle from the cabin, Kyle, having nothing else to do, went to the library again and continued to look through the hardcover book he had borrowed that morning.

This is a biography that tells the legendary life story of a dueling master.

The master is a true master. According to the book, he has never lost a duel since his first encounter with the genre, and he even set a record of two hundred consecutive victories and winning the dueling championship for eleven consecutive years.

This record remains unbroken to this day; even Professor Flitwick in his younger days only achieved a maximum winning streak of 115.

However, this master's biography writing skills were not very good. He only used a very short sentence to gloss over the originally profound and complex Magical Theory that required step-by-step analysis and understanding.

Just like solving a math problem, after writing down one "solution", you usually need at least three or five formulas to derive the answer.

But this master was different; he didn't even write out the solution, he just threw out the answer directly.

It's useful, but not much.

Furthermore... although he mentioned many tips on casting spells in a teaching tone, his explanations were very vague.

"When facing a moving enemy, the wrist should be gently rotated at the appropriate moment when casting a spell."

"To extend the spell's range, you need to tilt the wand slightly upwards, but not too high, or it will miss. Just go with your gut feeling."

"If you feel lost during a duel, just ask your wand; it will tell you what to do next."

When is the right time...?

What does "based on feeling" mean...?

These words gave Kyle a headache, but he was reluctant to give up on them, so he could only try his best to figure out what the other person wanted to express, and then go to the Room of Requirement to practice again and again.

This is also the most time-consuming part. Sometimes, because of a single ambiguous statement, Kyle has to spend an entire day, or even longer, trying to answer in the Room of Requirement.

It wasn't a very thick book, but he didn't finish reading it until the end of the holiday.

The day before school started, Kyle went to the library to return books.

Madam Pince took the book, checked it as usual, and put it away after confirming that there were no problems.

Just as Kyle was about to go to the shelf next to him to find another book, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

"I suggest you stop borrowing these kinds of biographical books."

"What?" Kyle turned around in confusion.

Madam Pince sat in her chair, expressionless, flipping through the hardcover book. "The contents of this book are not complicated, but you've spent two whole weeks reading it. Clearly, it's not suitable for you."

Kyle was somewhat surprised; this was the first time he had seen Madam Pince speak to the young wizard, and on topics outside her job scope at that.

Coming to his senses, Kyle quickly asked, "Do you mean my foundation is too weak?"

"No, your basic magical knowledge is very good. Judging from the library's borrowing list, you've even surpassed many third-year students."

Madam Pince raised her eyes and said, "But understanding the biographies of legendary wizards requires a great deal of experience and knowledge."

Kyle clicked his tongue; he really couldn't refute that.

He's only in first grade, and aside from Fantastic Beasts, he doesn't have much experience in other areas.

"If you really want to learn something, don't waste your time on these biographies."

Madam Pince reached out and pointed to a bookshelf not far away, saying, "I suggest you take a look over there."

Kyle barely hesitated; as soon as Madam Pince finished speaking, he walked towards the bookshelf.

Since Madam Pince has put it this way, we should at least take a look before making a decision.

Besides, he hadn't even thought about what books he would borrow this time; what if there was one that interested him?

As it turns out, listening to advice leads to a full stomach.

Five minutes later, Kyle returned carrying a thick book.

<The Transformation of the Spell: Tracing its Origins>

Madam Pince's expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal.

After getting the borrowing slip, Kyle didn't stay in the library. Instead, he put the book back in his dorm and planned to read it later.

Today is the last day of his holiday, and he still has some things to do.

Kyle went to the Room of Requirement first, and as soon as he entered, a group of furry little creatures surrounded him.

The five Mooncalf stared at Kyle with their big, round eyes.

Kyle patted each of their heads and asked, "It's daytime, why aren't you sleeping?"

One of the Mooncalf tilted its head and made two "coo-coo" sounds.

"Afraid someone will come, so you dare not sleep?" Kyle said with a smile. "Don't worry, no one else will come here except me."

Hearing Kyle say this, the Mooncalf returned to the cave that the Room of Requirement had built for them.