hogwarts blast

Without the Seeker, the Ravenclaw team is completely like a lamb to the slaughter.

After Kyle once again assisted the offense and scored 50 points, the opponent's offensive and defensive system completely collapsed.

Kyle originally wanted to use them to increase points in order to consolidate their position as Hufflepuff's number one cumulative score, but Cedric, who returned to the game, rejected his proposal.

After all, this is the team of his dream lover, so he can't make the scene too ugly.

Kyle didn't care, because during the long period of time when Cedric was off the court to accompany Zhang Qiu, their Hufflepuff team had already pulled the point difference to more than 400 points.

When no one else noticed, Cedric secretly took the Golden Snitch from Kyle's hand, ending the torture of the eaglets.

The final score was fixed at 690:120.

It is said that when Professor Flitwick, the head of Ravenclaw, left the audience, his face was as dark as two Snapes.

…

The entire Hufflepuff lounge seemed to be filled with a sea of ​​joy.

The joy culminated when Hannah excitedly gave Kyle a big hug.

Listening to the commotion around her, little Hannah immediately let go of her hand and got into the crowd.

Seeing how thin-skinned the little girl was, everyone stopped teasing her and went to the kitchen to get food.

The little badgers asked the house elves to get a lot of food from the kitchen.

Even butterbeer, which is only seen at dinner parties on major holidays, got them a few large barrels.

This kind of behavior would be prohibited in normal Hogwarts.

However, Professor Sprout seemed particularly happy today and did not stop the little badgers from drinking.

"Let's drink to today's victory!" A group of little badgers surrounded Kyle and raised their beer glasses.

Kyle glanced at the little badgers around him, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Are they still trying to get Tucson drunk a little bit with butterbeer that has no alcohol content at all?

This amount of alcohol can't even get Cedric, the worst drinker in their Paternal Alliance, drunk, right?

After all, they are experienced in many battles.

Seeing that Professor Sprout had no intention of stopping him, and instead raised his glass along with the shouting, Kyle raised his head and drained the butterbeer in the glass in an instant.

After making noise with the little badgers for a while, Professor Sprout left the Hufflepuff common room.

After all, no matter how amiable she is on weekdays, her identity as a professor is still there, and staying in the lounge will only make the little badgers feel cautious.

So when Professor Sprout left, the atmosphere in the common room became even more lively.

"Come on! Fill it up! Keep drinking!" Kyle shouted loudly.

Naturally, a little badger came up next to him and poured Kyle a full glass of beer again.

However, what Kyle didn't expect was that although butterbeer was not intoxicating, it could bloat the bladder.

In just one hour, Kyle had to drain the water three times.

Fortunately, his hard work paid off.

After three rounds of drinking, there were very few people in the Hufflepuff common room who could still walk in a straight line.

"You are keeping the fish! Get up and drink!" Kyle shook the captain of their team vigorously.

Under the table, an arm holding a white napkin was raised danglingly. Captain Jack had already raised a white flag and declared his death in action.

By the time Professor Sprout returned here, the two culprits, Kyle and Cedric, were nowhere to be found.

Only the scattered "bodies" of the little badgers were left, as well as the chorus of grunts.

Her face instantly darkened, and she was on par with Professor Flitwick, who had been defeated on the Quidditch pitch two hours ago.

…

As for what the two culprits Kyle and Cedric are doing?

They were currently squatting with George in the position of a migrant worker on the frozen ice of the Black Lake.

Fred was tinkering with something in the distance.

"Speaking of which," Cedric stretched out his hand and poked Kyle in the ribs, "you were aiming for me with that Bludger this morning, right?"

An awkward smile appeared on Kyle's face, "How is that possible?"

"Are you serious?" Cedric, an honest man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, was smarter this time. He still expressed doubts about Kyle's words.

"Unless you say that the British don't lie to the British, I can't believe you."

"I swear! I really didn't lie to you! If I tell you even half a lie, Fred will fall into the lake in the next second!"

thump!

The lake in the distance suddenly cracked, and Fred really fell into the black lake.

The three of them hurriedly picked Fred up from the water. After a while of jumping around, the four of them resumed their squatting position.

Facing Cedric's eyes that were piercing him like a knife, Kyle didn't feel guilty and avoided Cedric's sight.

It was definitely a coincidence just now! It can’t be counted!

Besides, Cedric was standing between him and Zhang Qiu. How could his Bludger accurately hit Zhang Qiu without aiming at Cedric's head, right?

After tinkering for a while, Fred ran over and joined the migrant workers squatting.

"Done?" George tilted his head and looked at his twin brother.

"Of course, I'm a genius physicist at Hogwarts!" Fred boasted without blushing.

He had just tinkered with it on the ice far away. He synthesized TNT according to the tutorial in the chemistry book.

Today was his first time experimenting with the combination of explosives and blasting spells.

Originally, Fred planned to make a small quantity and test it in the castle, but Kyle stopped him in time.

What Kyle means is to make the best use of everything. Instead of just listening to it in vain, why not take it out and fry fish in the Black Lake?

After bombing the Black Lake, they can also fish out the fish that were stunned and killed by the explosion.

Add to that the butterbeer Cedric poured from the kitchen, and you had a late-night snack.

"Bombarda Maxima!"

A dazzling red light shot out from the tip of Fred's staff and landed accurately in the ice pit he had just dug.

The next second, boom——!!

Accompanied by an earth-shattering noise, bewitching orange-red flames bloomed from the impact point of the blasting spell, and a blazing wave spread along the ice in all directions.

"I'm waiting for you! Run!" Fred shouted in panic.

He underestimated the power of the combination of blasting spells and explosives. If he stayed on the ice, he would have to go swimming again later.

However, he also underestimated the ability of the other three to run away. He was the first to realize that something was wrong, but he was the one running at the back.

Violent explosions were heard continuously, and fine spider-like cracks centered on the explosion point quickly spread in all directions, and the ice surface collapsed one after another.

Two minutes later, Fred, who was soaked again, stood on the shore and sighed quietly, "This is art!"

Kyle lit a fire by the lake and placed a pot on it, "Okay, okay, don't sigh there, add water."

Let's have fish soup tonight.

…

By the window of the principal's office, Dumbledore, who was attracted by the movement caused by the explosion, slowly withdrew his gaze and sighed tiredly.

Today these naughty kids can blow up the Black Lake, and tomorrow the four of them can blow up the castle.

When does this day end?