A day at Hogwarts

Charles never thought that he would ride a polar bear one day.

Professor Mikhail's office was a little far from the outdoor training ground. He whistled and called three polar bears, two of which were carrying people and one of which was carrying a suitcase. He asked Charles to ride and go to the other side of the castle.

The training ground was under the castle wall. The left and right sides were fenced with wooden fences to form an open space half the size of a football field. The open area opposite the wall faced the birch forest.

It was the afternoon break. A group of students of the same age as Charles walked out of the castle in twos and threes. A burly man stood by the side of the field.

Professor Boris looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He wore a black bearskin hat. The thick beard on his cheeks, chin and lips had turned gray, but his eyes were still deep and firm.

He laughed when he saw Professor Mikhail: "Haha, welcome our rich man to the training ground to guide the work."

Mikhail also laughed and said: "You, a great hero with more medals than Brezhnev, don't make fun of me."

Charles found something interesting on the side. Professor Mikhail had no money to do experiments before, and now he is called a rich man. Obviously, he sold his invention for a lot of money.

As for who he sold it to, he didn't dare to ask. Those who can pay a high price for the method of making explosives are definitely not easy to mess with.

Professor Boris saw Charles and the suitcase put down by the polar bear, and understood what Professor Mikhail was going to do.

He looked at Charles with some curiosity and said, "Are you Charles Smith? Potter and Finnigan praised you highly this morning."

Charles replied modestly, "It's all flattery from classmates. Don't trust it."

Professor Boris smiled slightly and said, "Even if I don't trust them, I have to trust Ruby, and even more so his students."

Professor Mikhail, who was opening a suitcase next to him, said, "The outstanding students trained by Dumbledore will naturally not be bad."

Professor Boris just smiled and said nothing.

Charles was sure that he was talking about the old man.

Professor Mikhail took out an AK-47 and skillfully inserted the magazine and loaded it.

Professor Boris knew what he was going to do. He waved his wand, and a large number of stones gathered from the ground and assembled into a stone man more than three meters high at the other end of the training ground.

Professor Mikhail aimed at the stone man dozens of meters away and fired a burst of shots, hitting the chest.

There was no fire, only a loud bang. The stone man was blown back a few steps, a pit appeared on his chest, and the broken stones flew almost ten meters away.

"It's still a little weak." Professor Mikhail seemed to be speaking the truth, "If it wasn't blunted, it would have been completely blown to pieces."

Charles was very upset. This was already the power of a grenade. If it was matched with the firing rate and range of a heavy machine gun, the picture would be too beautiful to imagine.

At this time, the stone man collapsed with a crash, and together with more stones on the ground, formed more than 20 small stone men that were only knee-high, running around at the other end of the training ground.

Professor Boris's magic wand shot a red light at the small stone men, making them covered with a layer of dangerous red light all over their bodies.

He took the gun handed over by Professor Mikhail, switched to the burst mode, raised the muzzle and fired a burst of bullets towards the target.

The bullets fired from the muzzle flew towards the target emitting red light like missiles, and several small stone men were destroyed one by one in the continuous explosions.

"Cool!" Charles' eyes lit up. This was different from the chain of Avada Kedavra curses. It was more like a guided attack.

Professor Boris handed the gun to Charles and said, "It's just a little trick. I heard that there is a policeman in China who can make the bullet flying over his head turn 180 degrees and hit the criminal's ear. I can't do that yet."

Charles said, "I heard that a group of robbers went to the granary to steal grain, and the leader had an ear shot off."

After he finished speaking, he held the gun in a standard posture and fired a few three-round bursts, all of which were fired at the target, and all the bullets hit.

"It's fun, isn't it?" Professor Boris said, "But I have to go to class. If you want to play, come after class."

"Of course, I would be very happy if you come to class together."

Charles said, "I have some questions to think about. Come back another day."

Professor Boris welcomed him to come and play next time.

On the way out, Professor Mikhail asked him expectantly, "Do you want us to help you make another toy?"

He already knew that Charles was a wealthy capitalist at a young age, and it would be a waste if he didn't kill him.

Charles raised his hand, and a Shanghai figure flew out of the bag, floated in front of the two, and saluted Professor Mikhail.

"A very delicate doll." Professor Mikhail saw that its movements were very smooth, without the feeling of stiffness, just like a real person.

Charles said: "Britain is not safe, I plan to further equip these housework dolls with some weapons, but I haven't thought about the specific configuration."

Professor Mikhail heard that Voldemort was in trouble in Britain, and a fugitive escaped a while ago. It was indeed not peaceful.

He asked: "How many do you plan to make?"

Charles thought for a while and said: "My home, villa, and Farbaton Castle where Kitov and others will work in the future all need security guards, more than a hundred."

Professor Mikhail thought this was a big deal and said, "You can tell me when you have made up your mind. Otherwise, come to my office after dinner today, and I will call Chepkin and Shimushin, and we will help you come up with ideas together."

Charles thought this was a good idea. He had a lot of ideas, but he was not sure which ones could be realized and which ones had better alternatives.

After the two agreed to go to the office tonight, Charles walked to his residence and saw Emily and four other Australian girls maintaining their motorcycles.

The translation birds were all sold out, and the weather was starting to warm up. They would leave Kodos Dorez the day after tomorrow and go south back to Australia.

Charles greeted them and went back to his room to prepare for tonight's party.

He met Joyce in the corridor. The captain of the Hogwarts team looked a little nervous.

"Ah, Charles, I was just looking for you." Joyce seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time. "Let's meet in our conference room after breakfast tomorrow. The latest competition rules are out. Let's discuss them together."

Charles replied immediately: "No problem."

He wondered what Kodosdorez was going to do this year. It didn't look like they were easy to deal with.

Joyce hesitated a little, and finally whispered: "Charles, I have no right to manage your private activities, but please pay more attention to them."

"This morning I saw the four girls come out of your room together. If it spreads, it will have a bad impact. This is illegal."

Charles blinked and said: "I said they played poker all night in my room last night. Do you believe it?"

Joyce replied: "You can believe it yourself."

After she finished speaking, she left. If there was only one girl, she would tease Charles, but so many people would be beyond the normal range.

Charles poked his lips. What's the matter? Haven't you seen a "jellyfish" who can play poker? Do you want to see it?