Chapter 807: The Start-of-Term Feast, The First Decision
At the Start-of-Term Feast, while students and professors alike were enjoying the delicious food and chatting about their holiday adventures, Kyle was the only one who wasn’t.
He didn’t like overly sweet things, but to maintain Dumbledore’s image, he had to pretend he was simply too full from earlier, and sit there watching the others eat.
It was sheer torture—especially when the rich aroma of steak and fried meats drifted over. Kyle felt like there was a symphony playing in his stomach.
But he couldn’t show it. He had to keep a straight face. When the hunger became unbearable, he forced himself to nibble at a few bites of pudding, acting as if he didn’t mind at all.
And he kept that up for a full hour.
Finally, the last slice of orange pudding vanished from his plate, and the buzz in the Great Hall gradually quieted.
Kyle knew it was time for him to speak again.
Truthfully, by now he was starting to settle into the role of Dumbledore. He wasn’t nearly as nervous as he had been at the beginning.
He stood up, and the Hall fell silent at once.
"I know everyone is full, content, and eager to return to their warm beds in the dormitories for a good night’s rest."
"But before that, if you’ll allow me, I have a few reminders to give at the start of term."
Beside him, Professor McGonagall turned her head in surprise.