Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

"Fists are faster within two meters, didn't your parents teach you that? All of you be good, my time is precious." Anduin said coldly.

Seeing that all the experimental equipment was ready, Anduin didn't bother wasting words with these guys. He sealed everyone's mouths with a spell, then walked towards them and began searching their bodies.

Now, it's the season to check the harvest.

Under the Death Eaters' malicious gazes, Anduin inventoried his gains: over 600 Galleons, a letter, a lot of silverware jewelry, some sundries, daily necessities, and so on. He also found a small leather bag on Torkil. After checking it, he discovered it was an alchemical item with an 'Undetectable Extension Charm'. Most of the valuables were found inside.

After putting everything back into the leather bag and stowing it away, Anduin punched Torkil again and laughed, "You're embarrassed to come out with so little. I'm really ashamed for you."

Torkil, who had been punched hard, grimaced in pain but continued to glare at Anduin fiercely.

Anduin didn't care. Instead, he removed the mouth-sealing curse from Torkil and said in a gentle tone, "Next, I'll borrow your body for a bit. Don't worry, I'll be very gentle and won't break you."

Of course, I mean 'try my best', Anduin thought to himself.

Then Anduin walked to the workbench next to him, picked up a long metal skewer with a dashboard, which looked somewhat like a European kitchen thermometer, and walked towards them.

"First, let's test this magic measuring device. Previous in vitro tests have been unable to accurately measure the amount of magic in a wizard's body. Now, we can only try a different approach with in vivo experiments," Anduin muttered to himself.

Torkil, lying on the ground, watched Anduin walk towards him with an unknown object in his hand. For some reason, the hairs on his body stood on end, and he watched the other party nervously.

"What are you going to do? Don't come over here! I am the second in line to inherit the Travers family. I advise you… Ah!"

Just as Torkil was about to threaten the other party with powerless words, Anduin had already walked to his side, and then, with a 'thud,' he directly inserted the entire metal skewer into Torkil's chest. Blood couldn't stop seeping out, and Anduin had to use a spell to tighten the wound to barely stop the bleeding.

Damn it! The other four people around were completely stunned. They didn't expect Anduin to be so brutal, killing people right away!

Anduin ignored the gazes around him and focused on the dashboard on the metal skewer.

"Strange, why isn't there any reaction? Logically speaking, after engraving the 'Bloodline Perception', 'Integrity', 'Monitoring', 'Blood', 'Life', and 'Control' runes, it should be able to monitor the magic value. It could sense it during previous in vitro tests, but the accuracy was too low. Could it be that the sensitivity coefficient is adjusted too high?"

Anduin pulled out the metal skewer expressionlessly, adjusted the dashboard, and then inserted it into Torkil's chest with another 'thud'.

"Uh, sorry, I was a little distracted just now. It seems I inserted it off-center and made another hole, but don't worry, I'll fix it for you later," Anduin said somewhat awkwardly, looking at the blood hole he had made.

"Ah!!!" Torkil, who had reached the end of his rope, roared with a ferocious expression. "You damn bastard, kill me if you want to kill me! What are you trying to do to me!"

He roared in pain while struggling and twisting his body, but he was still firmly pressed to the ground under the suppression of Anduin's impediment curse.

Anduin ignored Torkil's screams. He had now devoted himself to his research, focusing all his attention on the instrument.

"Got it. The pointer amplitude is stable, and there is no irregular bouncing like in the in vitro experiment. It seems that measuring the magic reserve in a living body is indeed feasible."

Then Anduin looked at Torkil and asked, "How do you feel now? Besides the pain, are there any other discomforts?"

Torkil was now forcibly pressed to the ground, feeling only a burning刺痛 pain in his chest. Now Anduin even had the nerve to ask him if he felt anything other than pain.

Faced with Anduin's question, all Torkil could give him were vicious curses and painful scolding, as well as howls that made everyone's hair stand on end.

"The subject has no adverse reactions and is mentally normal. Currently, measuring magic with bloodline magic has no obvious side effects," Anduin said, nodding, and wrote this down on the clipboard in his hand.

At the same time, he compared the pointer scale on the measuring instrument and recorded Torkil's magic reserve value. He named the unit of magic 'Ke', mainly because the dashboard was mainly expressed in scales, and the magic consumed by a single standard 'Lumos Solem' spell was one 'Ke'.

'Lumos Solem', as the least magic-consuming spell among wizarding spells, is the most suitable to use as a unit. Originally, he wanted to use the Levitation Charm as the benchmark, because theoretically the Levitation Charm consumes less magic, but the Levitation Charm is a continuous spell, and the magic consumed each time is not uniform, so he still chose 'Lumos Solem'.

The magic value measured for Torkil now is 637 Ke, which means he would have to use 637 Lumos Solem spells at once to exhaust his magic. A standard 'Expelliarmus' spell consumes approximately 3 Ke, so Torkil's magic is enough to support more than two hundred Expelliarmus spells. Compared to underage wizards, Torkil's magic reserve is roughly more than four times that of a third-year wizard.

"Judging by this value, Torkil is quite strong. Very good, next, let's test whether emotional fluctuations have a significant reaction to the magic value."

With that in mind, Anduin put away the clipboard, put on his knuckle dusters again, and then began to狂K Torkil's chest, until the big hole he had previously stabbed was gone.

After being tortured by Anduin before, Torkil was already exhausted. As a result, he was beaten violently again, and it was all aimed at the wound on his chest, plus the pain-enhancing runes on the knuckle dusters, which was simply a pain-enhanced super multiplier.

Ah!!!!!! Torkil, whose throat was already hoarse, suddenly burst out with an earth-shattering wail. The hoarse sound wave was like a rusty iron saw, constantly pulling back and forth between everyone's eardrums, allowing the four people next to him to even personally experience the pain on his body.

The empty space around them even exacerbated the spread of fear in their hearts, and some people had even begun to tremble uncontrollably.