Chapter 170: Quirrell, Why Haven’t You Arrived Yet?
Kyle was just about to head back to the dormitory after returning from the greenhouse when he was intercepted by the duo as he stepped into the castle.
"Thanks for the book, Kyle," Harry said with a touch of excitement, handing The Origin of Quidditch back to him. "You were right—it's just perfect for me. I've been studying the techniques carefully, and at my last practice, Wood said I'd improved a lot, like I was a whole new player."
"You finished reading it so quickly?" Kyle asked, taking the book back with a smile. "No wonder Professor McGonagall thinks so highly of you, Harry—you really are talented."
"No, no, I just skimmed it," Harry replied, scratching his head, looking a bit embarrassed. "Maybe it's just because I didn't know much about Quidditch before, so any improvement seems big."
"Don't be modest, Harry," Kyle shook his head. "It took me over a month to fully absorb all the techniques in that book, and you managed it in half that time."
"Oh, is that so..." Harry's face froze as he gave a strained laugh, his gaze shifting guiltily away from Kyle's.
Seeing this, Kyle raised an eyebrow, as if he'd picked up on something.
"Do you need any other books?" Kyle offered. "I've got Quidditch Through the Ages and Quidditch: How to Score More Points. I can bring them to the Great Hall if you want."
"No, that's alright!" Harry blurted out, then quickly added, "I mean, with homework and training, I'm just too busy right now... not much time for reading."