Hogwarts' Demolition Wizards

After the smoke and dust dissipated, what appeared was a pile of still beating flesh and blood. Small craters were made by iron sand splashing on the surrounding stone walls. A one-sided beating came to an end.

With this unexpected sneak attack, Simo had an absolute advantage from the beginning and was able to win the victory unscathed. If he had to fight head-on, he might have to pay a high price. Of course, no wizard would give up his advantage and choose to confront the troll head-on.

Seamus put away his broomstick, walked up to the troll, took out his wand, split it into pieces several times, cut off the troll's head, and gave it the final blow.

Putting away his wand, Seamus was about to leave. The professors who came after hearing the news were late. The roar caused by the explosion and the last roar of the troll spread throughout the castle.

Professor McGonagall rushed to him first, followed closely by Snape, and Quirrell and Dumbledore were at the end. Quirrell only glanced at the troll, let out a weak sob, and collapsed on the ground.

Snape bent down to look at the troll, and Professor McGonagall looked at Seamus. Her face was pale, and there was cold anger in her voice: "What on earth are you doing? Why don't you just stay in the dormitory?"

Snape raised his head and glared at Seamus fiercely, "Maybe he thought this was a good time to be a hero. Now it seems that he has indeed succeeded."

Simo said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "I just came to see what the troll looked like. I didn't expect to be discovered by it, and it ended up like this."

"What a damn curiosity. Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor for destroying school property," Snape said.

"Well, few first-year wizards can fight against trolls. You earned 10 points for Gryffindor." Professor McGonagall said, "Go back now. The students are all enjoying Halloween dinner in their own houses."

Seamus wanted to leave a long time ago. The stench of the troll was unbearable. "Then Professor, I will go back first."

Although Snape found a reason to deduct 5 points, Professor McGonagall added it back in the blink of an eye, and earned 5 points in one go, which is also good news.

"Please wait a minute. I have something to tell Mr. Finnigan. Come with me." Professor Dumbledore, who had been silent since just now, said.

After saying that, the principal turned around and left, and Seamus quickly followed. They kept walking up, climbing the stairs until they reached the 8th floor, and came to a stone statue.

This is the bad thing about Hogwarts. There is no elevator after the 8th floor. You always have to climb the stairs. When the stone statue saw Professor Dumbledore coming, he quickly pretended to be a serious guard, as if he was sleeping just now. it.

Professor Dumbledore walked up to it, and the stone statue quickly stepped aside, revealing the spiral staircase behind it. They walked up the stairs and opened the wooden door, which revealed the principal's office.

There are all kinds of silverware, a large row of bookshelves, and dozens of portraits hanging on the walls. Those were the Hogwarts headmasters from past generations, and the portraits started to make a scene when they saw them coming in.

"Hey, young man, what did you do? You were brought to the principal's office." The portrait of Phineas Nigellus was gloating there, wanting to see the panic expression on the little wizard's face.

This is Sirius's great-great-grandfather and one of the past principals of Hogwarts. Another portrait next to him said, "Don't worry about that guy. The principal is not a dangerous place."

This painting is of Delise Devante, who was once a famous therapist.

"Thank you, Principal Devante." Seamus replied politely.

"I'm not the principal anymore. The current principal is the one in front of you. It's rare for anyone to still remember me." It was obvious that she was very happy.

"Sit down, Mr. Finnigan." Dumbledore raised his hand, and a chair opposite Dumbledore automatically opened, leaving room for him to sit. "Would you like some cockroaches?"

Dumbledore invited him very politely. Those cockroach-like chocolates were piled in the bowl and were still crawling. Seamus wanted to refuse, but the curiosity in his heart still wanted to try it, so he simply sat on the chair. Grab a cockroach that's still crawling and pop it into your mouth.

The legs of the cockroach are particularly hard and can bite your mouth when eaten. The rest of the cockroach tastes good when chewed, much more delicious than the chocolate frog.

"Quite good chocolate, it would be better if it was not so hard." Seamus expressed his satisfaction with the pile of cockroaches.

Dumbledore said with a smile: "Few people can accept the pile of cockroaches, leaving me to enjoy these delicacies alone. If you like it, you can come here often in the future. Remember the password to enter is 'cockroach pile'."

As he spoke, he also picked up a pile of cockroaches, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Forget it, I ate too much chocolate, I have to go to Madam Pomfrey, and I have to drink that unpleasant potion." Seamus said, "So Professor, why did you come to see me?"

"It's nothing serious. It's just that when I was at the scene, I saw the small holes in the wall. Those shouldn't be able to be done by magic." Dumbledore said the reason.

"So that's what happened. It was indeed not a curse. It was a bomb I made myself." Seamus took out an iron ball and handed it to Professor Dumbledore. "Be careful not to let it explode. It's still very powerful." Not small."

Professor Dumbledore held the iron ball in his hand and looked at it for a while and said, "So it's this, the magic circle in Africa. I should have thought of it a long time ago."

"Yes, it's the magic circle in Africa." Seamus said calmly. He had no doubt about Dumbledore's knowledge. For a man who was so idle that he even learned the fish-human language, it was not surprising that he knew anything.

"I also studied it for a while when I was young, but unfortunately I couldn't understand it very well. The moving magic circle inside always seems simple, but in fact it requires too much calculation." Dumbledore sent the iron ball back to He said, "If you want to study in depth, you'd better understand the mobile magic circle first. Almost all advanced magic circles need to use it."

"Thank you, Professor, I will pay attention. That magic circle is indeed difficult." Seamo said.

Unexpectedly, Professor Dumbledore was also stumped by this magic, but it was more stumped by mathematics than by the magic circle. Although he knows far more about Muggles than anyone else, he even understands how incandescent lights work and even made a deluminator for it. But he certainly has not had an in-depth understanding of Muggle mathematics. In the wizarding world, only arithmetic and divination have some connection with mathematics, but they are all fragmented and fragmented.

"Oh, by the way, I have to deal with the troll thing. You sit here for a while, I will be back soon. If you want to eat anything, you can ring the bell here, and the elf will bring it to you." After saying that, Dumbledore stood up and left, leaving Seamus alone in the principal's room.

Simo didn't know what to do for a while. He was walking around casually and chatting with the portraits of past principals.

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