Chapter 11: I’m Not a Weasley, So How Could I Break Any Rules?
Once Cedric's worries were behind him, his mood lightened considerably. He put down his book and, with a newfound cheerfulness, struck up a conversation with Kyle. "Hey, can I call you Kyle?"
"Of course," Kyle nodded. "Actually, my father works in the Department for the Control and Management of Magical Creatures, just like your father. They're colleagues."
"Your father?" Cedric's eyes widened in surprise. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Is it... Mr. Chris Chopper?"
"Yes, that's him," Kyle confirmed.
Cedric's face lit up with realization. "Your last name is Chopper, and you know the Weasley twins... Oh! I should have figured it out—we're neighbors!"
With this revelation, the two boys quickly grew comfortable with one another, their conversation flowing naturally, as if they were old friends catching up after a long time apart—even though they had only just met.
After a moment, Cedric's curiosity seemed to get the better of him. "By the way, Kyle," he began, his voice tinged with excitement as something came to mind, "I remember trying to visit you once, but you weren't home. My father mentioned that you'd been studying under Mr. Scamander since you were young, and that you were going to do great things in the future. Is that true? Did you really learn from Mr. Scamander?"
Cedric's curiosity was palpable. After all, this was Scamander. There were many well-known figures in the wizarding world, but most of them were famous only within their own countries—textbook authors, Order of Merlin recipients, and the like. These figures might be recognized at Hogwarts, but go to a place like Ilvermorny or Castelobruxo, and few would know their names.
Only a select few wizards were truly famous across the entire magical world, with their portraits printed on Chocolate Frog cards while they were still alive. Scamander was one of those rare individuals.