Professor McGonagall blurted out; she remembered every detail of her Kitten's thoughtful gestures.
"Hmm... Let me think—" Professor Sprout's expression shifted. "Could it be because you gave that Harry Potter boy a Nimbus 2000?"
"Huh? Surely not. Very few people know about that; I didn't even tell Karl OLaughlin."
Professor Sprout shrugged. "Anyway, that's the only reason I can think of."
"But that doesn't sound like Karl OLaughlin's personality. Although he likes to mess around sometimes, he is actually very mature inside."
Looking at Professor McGonagall's puzzled expression, Professor Sprout patted her shoulder.
"Minerva, this has nothing to do with personality or maturity. In fact, even now, I would feel jealous if my mother showed favoritism to someone else. This is determined by human nature."
"Karl OLaughlin has lost his parents, and you are the closest elder to him. I think your relationship is already close to that of mother and son, so it is normal for him to have this reaction."
"Minerva, losing and regaining something makes people cherish it more, especially family affection. You and Karl OLaughlin are actually the same."
After hearing Professor Sprout's words, Professor McGonagall immediately felt relieved.
Thinking about how the Kitten had been seeking attention these days, a kind smile couldn't help but appear on her face.
"So that's it. Do I need to buy Karl OLaughlin a Nimbus 2000 too? But he doesn't seem to like flying broomsticks."
"Absolutely not! Giving the same gift and still being ranked behind someone else—aren't you afraid your Kitten will throw a tantrum? You just need to care for him more and let Karl OLaughlin know that he is your most beloved child."
Professor McGonagall nodded heavily, fully agreeing. "That makes sense! Thank you, Pomona."
"You're welcome, just have Karl OLaughlin leave my plants alone."
"Ahaha! Definitely! Next time for sure!"
At this moment, inside the Hufflepuff common room, it was chaos.
Karl OLaughlin was grabbing Cedric Diggory's legs and pulling him outward, while Cedric Diggory lay on the ground, hugging the sofa leg and refusing to let go.
"Karl! Let me finish my homework first! Once I finish, I'll go train!"
"There's plenty of time to write it tonight. While it's still light outside, get to the pitch immediately!"
Cedric Diggory was stunned. Since when did this guy Karl OLaughlin care so much about Quidditch matches?
"There's no need to be in such a rush, right? We are the champions from last school year!"
Karl OLaughlin scoffed at this. "Cedric Diggory, you've fallen! You've become slack! You've been blinded by a small honor!"
"Just because we were champions last year doesn't guarantee we'll be champions this year, does it?"
"Do you know that Gryffindor has added a genius Seeker? He's riding a Nimbus 2000."
"And Slytherin is full of rich kids. Guess if they'll all upgrade to better flying broomsticks?"
"And Ravenclaw, Becky's goal is to become a Seeker. By then, I doubt you'll even be able to perform to your full potential."
"If our Hufflepuff team continues like this, we're going to lose to Gryffindor, then lose to Slytherin, then lose to Ravenclaw. There's nothing left to lose after that; we'll have no face left!"
Cedric Diggory was blasted by Karl OLaughlin's tirade, and in a trance, he almost thought Hufflepuff had lost 0-700 to Slytherin last year.
He looked up at the team members standing around. "Help me! Why are you just watching? Don't you have homework to finish? You'll get scolded!"
The team members replied one after another: "We don't care! Go train quickly! Although we're swallowing grievances, what's being fed is our perspective! For the sake of winning the match, our generation is duty-bound!"
Cedric Diggory: (⊙_⊙)
Not, buddy... Is this vocabulary you guys can come up with? Did you take the wrong medicine?
He turned his head to look at Judy. The other party gave an expression of being unable to help. "I'm in the sixth year now, I'm only responsible for my own year's affairs. You should be looking for the new prefect."
Cedric Diggory immediately shifted his target, calling for help again. "Prefect Gabriel Truman! Save me!"
Gabriel Truman glanced at Karl OLaughlin, then gestured with his hands. "Aba, aba, aba—"
Judy held back her laughter and translated seriously, "He said he ate Devil's Snare salad and Mandrake sashimi last night, so he can't talk right now."
Gabriel: Huh?
Cedric Diggory: Are you listening to yourself? Why don't you go drink Wolfsbane Potion?
Just as he was preparing to give in to Karl OLaughlin, he found his legs had been released.
What happened? Did I win?
Then Cedric Diggory heard Karl OLaughlin's voice. "Becky admires excellent Seekers the most, so I'm planning to introduce Harry Potter to her. I believe they'll surely have plenty to talk about."
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