hogwarts blast

After entering November, Hogwarts became very cold.

The mountains surrounding the school are gray and covered with ice and snow.

The black lake outside the castle was also frozen by the incoming cold current, and the lake surface was as cold and hard as quenched steel.

Every morning, Hagrid can be seen from the upstairs window.

Wrapped in a long moleskin coat, wearing rabbit fur gloves and huge beaver fur boots, he defrosts broomsticks on the Quidditch pitch.

As the first game of the Quidditch season approaches, Harry, the new Gryffindor Seeker, becomes increasingly anxious.

Because his Quidditch training was all conducted in secret, few people had seen him play Quidditch.

It is also for this reason that the little lions of Gryffindor don't know what Harry's real Quidditch level is.

Someone told him he would play great.

Some people said that they would hold up the mattress and run under him to prevent him from falling.

Harry didn't know which was worse.

But in short, the different opinions in Gryffindor House made Harry feel even more stressed.

In contrast, Kyle, who is also a rising Quidditch star, seemed much more relaxed.

The Halloween troll incident quickly subsided, leaving only a few ripples in the tranquility of Hogwarts, and then quickly disappeared.

This has absolutely no impact on Kyle, the person responsible for killing the troll.

While having breakfast in the auditorium this morning, Kyle received a huge package delivered by six owls and was currently busy unpacking the package.

He wrote a letter to Mr. Alfred some time ago and asked him to help purchase some books on physics, chemistry and other science subjects.

It seems that these things related to "nuclear" are not that easy to buy, so it took such a long time for the old housekeeper to help him buy enough books.

"Hey! Fred, come here! I got something for you."

That's right, Kyle planned to give all of these books to Fred.

George's thoughts are now focused on puppetry.

As long as he is provided with enough resources, over time, George can become the Red Sand Scorpion in Hogwarts.

The Red Sand Scorpion is already there, so Deidara, the blasting maniac who partners with him, cannot be left behind either.

Who better to be the demolition maniac of Hogwarts than George's twin brother, Fred?

Combining Muggle technology with alchemy, Kyle wanted to know what wonderful chemical reactions would result from the collision of the two.

So many large books naturally attracted the interest of a certain diligent and studious little beaver. She smelled the smell of ink in the books and immediately came over.

When she came closer and saw the book list, she immediately had the expression of an old man on the subway with his cell phone.

What kind of books are these!?

"Basic Physics"

"Basic Chemistry"

"Explosives Theory"

"Introduction to Astrophysics"

"Nuclear Reaction Theory"

…

Fred looked at the books Kyle stuffed into his hands, feeling a little confused.

"Didn't you say that art should be the beauty that blooms in an instant?"

Kyle pointed to the books on nuclear physics in Fred's hand, "You should read about the Muggle atomic bomb."

Little Beaver, who had been eavesdropping, suddenly skipped a beat in his heart. Are these people planning to nuke the magical world?

But peace bombs are not that easy to make, and Hermione doesn't believe that these people can make them.

Fred lowered his head and glanced at a book introducing the atomic bomb. The cover showed a huge rising mushroom cloud.

"That is the ultimate art that Muggles can create, and above it there is something called a hydrogen bomb."

Kyle pulled out another book on nuclear physics from the pile in Fred's hand.

Looking at the huge artificial sun on the cover, Fred's eyes almost went straight.

"Sure enough, art is an explosion!" he exclaimed.

"All for you." Kyle cleared the table and handed the book in his hand to Fred.

"What? You gave it to me?" Fred obviously couldn't believe it.

Kyle explained: "These books are bought just for you. I look forward to the day when you can create real art."

After saying that, he patted Fred on the shoulder to show encouragement. After eating and drinking, he turned around and left the cafeteria, leaving only a scumbag looking depressed.

How can you possibly finish reading so many books? You can just give them to me in gold Galleons!

After taking a look at the huge fireball after the explosion of the hydrogen bomb on the cover, Fred gritted his teeth and learned!

After a moment, he dropped the book on the table.

Learn shit!

…

"hiss!"

During the afternoon Potions class, a gasp suddenly sounded in the quiet underground classroom.

Kyle turned around and saw that Hannah accidentally cut her finger while cutting the ingredients for the potion.

Blood was flowing out from the wound.

The little blonde girl was looking at her fingers with tears in her eyes.

A faint bright green light lit up in the cold Potions classroom.

Hannah was surprised to find that the wound on her hand was becoming visible to the naked eye at a speed, and soon a faint red mark was left.

Only a trace of blood remained next to the mark, proving that it had just been cut with a knife.

Hannah turned her head blankly and met Kyle's smile as warm as the sun.

"Be careful next time you cut materials. Bend your fingers against the blade instead of putting your fingers directly under the blade."

After listening to Kyle's words, the little blond loli lowered her head with slightly red cheeks.

"Miss Aibo, the potions classroom is not a place for you to fall in love."

The cold voice of the old bat frightened Hannah, and the charm in her heart was instantly driven away.

Kyle slowly stirred the potion in the crucible, "Professor Snape, this may be the reason why you are still a bachelor in your forties."

A series of coughs immediately sounded in the Potions classroom.

Hold it back, don't laugh!

Otherwise, you will be killed by the old bat!

It was easy to see from the flushed faces of the surrounding students that they were all having a hard time suppressing their laughter.

Snape's furious roar rang out from the underground classroom: "Get out of here!"

The sound of the door panel breaking was particularly obvious in the empty underground corridor, and Kyle flew out of the classroom with his chair.

Kyle climbed up from the ground without a care.

He tidied up his appearance and quickly disappeared into the underground corridor.

Snape told him to get lost, how could he run back shamelessly?

Wouldn’t it be nice to go to the Forbidden Forest and fly eagles?

In the following time, the air pressure in the Potions classroom was horribly low.

The furious Snape took out his anger on the other young wizards, which caused loud explosions of cauldrons to be heard frequently in the classroom.

But this has nothing to do with Hannah. As a member of the first-year academic trio, the teaching content of this potions class is not too difficult for her.

Hannah continued to be distracted while stirring the potion.

She was very interested in the healing magic Kyle had just performed.

With Kyle's character, he will definitely get into trouble during the next seven years of his studies at Hogwarts.

And Kyle seems to like fighting a lot.

If she can learn healing magic, will she be able to heal Kyle when he is injured?

When she thought of Kyle saying thank you to her with a smile as warm as the sun after she treated the injured Kyle, Hannah suddenly became determined to learn medical magic.

The one who is best at medical magic in Hogwarts is probably Madam Pomfrey in the school doctor's office, right?