Chapter 372: The Diadem in the Treasure Chamber
Weekends at Hogwarts were always a delight, though not for everyone.
At 7:50, Mikel, who had been lingering in the Great Hall for the past half hour, reluctantly put down his cutlery and headed for the dungeons, glancing back every few steps. He seemed desperate, as though hoping his friends might accompany him, or that someone might jinx him—anything to avoid this detention. He'd even welcome a trip to the Hospital Wing if it meant escaping.
But Kyle and Ryan never once looked up.
"I'm heading to the Quidditch Pitch later," Ryan said, as though completely unaware of Mikel's plight. He turned to Kyle. "They're recruiting two players this year. I'm going to try out; maybe I'll get picked."
"That's great! Which position are you aiming for?" Kyle replied, keeping his gaze firmly away from Mikel's pitiful expression at the door.
"Chaser, just like you," Ryan said, pouring himself a glass of juice. "Or maybe Keeper. I heard the competition for that spot isn't too fierce."
"I'm not sure," Kyle said thoughtfully. "But I think you should try out for both positions to see which one suits you best."
"That's my plan," Ryan agreed, taking another piece of toast. "Are you coming? We could go together."
"I'm not going," Kyle shook his head. "With Cedric in charge, I've got other things to do."