Hogwarts Shippuden

Hogwarts gets very cold as we enter November.

The mountains around the school were gray and covered with snow and ice.

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

Hagrid could be seen from the upstairs window every morning.

He was wrapped in a long moleskin coat, rabbit fur gloves and huge beaver fur boots, defrosting his broomstick on the Quidditch pitch.

As the first game of the Quidditch season looms, Harry, a new Gryffindor Seeker, is getting more and more anxious.

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

It is also for this reason that the little lions in Gryffindor do not know what Harry's real Quidditch skills are.

Someone told him that he would play well.

Others said they would hold up the mattress and run after him underneath to prevent him from falling.

Harry didn't know which statement was worse.

But anyway, Harry was feeling the pressure of the mixed accounts in Gryffindor House.

In contrast, Kyle, who was also a Quidditch nova, seemed a lot more relaxed.

The Halloween troll thing quickly subsided, with only a few ripples appearing in the peaceful Hogwarts, before disappearing soon after.

This has absolutely no effect on Kyle, the party who killed the troll.

During breakfast in the auditorium this morning, Kyle received a huge package delivered by a joint delivery of six owls, and is now busy unpacking the courier.

He wrote a letter to Mr. Alfred some time ago, entrusting him to help purchase some science books such as physics and chemistry.

It seems that these "nuclear"-related things are not so easy to buy, so it took the old butler so long to buy enough books for him.

"Hey! Fred, come here! Got something for you."

Yes, these books, Kyle intends to give all of them to Fred.

George's thoughts are now on the puppet technique.

As long as he is provided with enough resources, in time, George can become the red sand scorpion in Hogwarts.

The scorpion of the red sand already exists, and Deidara, the demolition maniac who is partnered with him, cannot be left behind.

Who better to be a Hogwarts blaster than George's twin brother, Fred?

Combining Muggle technology with alchemy, Kyle wondered what wonderful chemistry would happen when the two collided.

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

When she came over to see the bibliography, she immediately had the expression of an old man on the subway's cell phone.

What books are these! ?

"Basic Physics"

"Basic Chemistry"

"Theory of Dynamite"

"Introduction to Astrophysics"

"Theory of Nuclear Reactions"

...

Fred looked at the books that Kyle put into his hands, his head a little confused.

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

Kyle pointed to the books in Fred's hands that introduced nuclear physics, "You should look at the Muggle atomic bomb."

The little beaver who had been eavesdropping suddenly missed a beat in his heart. Are these people planning to level the magic world?

But peace bombs are not so easy to build, and Hermione doesn't believe that these people can come up with this thing.

Fred glanced down at a book about the atomic bomb with a huge mushroom cloud rising on the cover.

"That's the ultimate art that Muggles can make, and on top of that there's something called a hydrogen bomb."

Kyle took out another book related to nuclear physics from the stack of books in Fred's hand.

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

"Sure enough, art is an explosion!" he said with emotion.

"It's all for you." Kyle cleaned up the table and handed the book in front of Fred.

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

"These books are just for you, and I'm looking forward to the day you'll be able to create real art," explains Kyle.

After he finished speaking, he patted Fred on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement, and when he was full, he turned around and left the cafeteria, leaving only a certain student scumbag there with a depressed expression.

How can it be possible to finish reading so many books, you can change it to Jin Galleon and give it to me directly!

Glancing at the huge fireball that erupted after the hydrogen bomb exploded on the cover, Fred gritted his teeth and learned!

Moments later, he threw the book on the table.

Learn shit!

...

"hiss!"

During the potions class in the afternoon, there was a sudden gasp of cold air in the quiet basement classroom.

Kyle turned his head to look and found that Hannah, who was beside him, accidentally cut her finger when she was cutting the potion material.

Blood was gushing out from the wound.

The blond little loli was watching her fingers tearfully at the moment.

A faint green light lit up in the icy Potions classroom.

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

Only a smear of blood left beside the imprint proves that it was just cut open by a knife.

Hannah turned her head blankly and met Kyle's warm, sunny smile.

"Be careful next time you cut the material, and bend your fingers against the blade instead of putting your fingers directly under the blade."

Listening to Kyle's words, the blond little loli lowered her head with reddened cheeks.

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

The old bat revealed that Sen Han's voice frightened Hannah, and the charm in her heart was instantly dispelled.

Kyle stirred the potion in the cauldron unhurriedly, "Professor Snape, that's probably why you're still a bachelor in your forties."

There was a series of coughing sounds in the Potions classroom.

Hold back, can't laugh!

Otherwise, it will be killed by the old bat!

From the flushed faces of the surrounding students, it was not difficult to see that they were all struggling to hold back their laughter.

Snape's exasperated growl resounded in the basement: "Get out of here!"

The sound of the broken door panel was particularly evident in the empty underground corridor, and Kyle flew out of the classroom with a chair.

Kyle got up from the ground without caring.

He sorted out his appearance, and quickly disappeared into the underground corridor.

Snape had let him go, how could he still run back in a shameless manner.

Wouldn't it be fragrant to go to Forbidden Forest to lure eagles?

The pressure in the Potions classroom was terribly low for the next few hours.

The furious Snape poured his anger on the other little wizards, which caused a loud explosion of cauldrons 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 wander while stirring the potion.

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

With Kyle's character, during the seven years of studying at Hogwarts in the future, troubles will definitely be indispensable.

And Kyle seems to like fighting a lot.

If she could learn healing magic, wouldn't she be able to heal Kyle when he was injured?

Thinking that after she treated the injured Kyle, Kyle thanked her with a smile like a little sun on her face, Hannah suddenly firmed up the idea of ​​learning medical magic.

The one who is best at medical magic at Hogwarts should be Madam Pomfrey in the school infirmary, right?