Chapter 284: The Daily Prophet
After calling out several times to no response, Kyle gave up and put the diary back in his suitcase. Is it broken? he wondered. A bit disappointing, since he still had a few more exciting fabrications he'd been planning to share. But, well... not everyone had the mental stamina to keep up.
With a smirk, he stashed the suitcase and inkwell back under his bed, then began tidying up the parchments on his desk. After a careful inspection, he found two more small mistakes on the symbols Riddle had provided—minor details, but still noticeable to a trained eye. Once might have been coincidence, but three in a row... Clearly deliberate, Kyle thought with a shake of his head.
Riddle really wasn't an honest boy, he mused. Just a few days, and he's already plotting little sabotage.
Kyle resumed sorting through the parchments, comparing each against the guide to Magical Hieroglyphs and Logograms for any other inconsistencies.
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"Kyle, where've you been all day?"
It was nearly dark when he finally left the Room of Requirement and arrived at the Great Hall, where Fred and George intercepted him and pulled him over to the Gryffindor table.
"I was reading," Kyle said simply. "What's the matter?"
"Reading... all day?" Fred asked, incredulous.
"And you didn't even come for lunch!" George added. "We waited for you in the Great Hall for two hours at noon."
"I got so caught up in it that I forgot," Kyle replied calmly. "What did you want to see me about?"