Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

“What did you say…” Wilkes was stunned. Reading М

Before anyone could speak, Anduin’s eyes widened in anger, and he clapped his hands together forcefully. Wilkes and the others then heard a ‘whoosh’ sound on both sides as two giant hands made of magic slammed together. The seven people in the middle felt a sharp pain all over their bodies from the force. Some of them instantly lost their ability to move, their legs weakened, and they collapsed to the ground.

Wilkes and another fourth-year student reacted quickly, enduring the pain to quickly get up and reach for their wands. But just as the two of them raised their wands to point at Anduin, they saw two spells erupting with dazzling light, hitting them hard before they could even react, sending them flying.

“Wands come to me.” After completing this series of actions, Anduin raised his left hand and chanted.

Then, seven wands of different styles flew into Anduin's hand. Ever since he was almost attacked during Christmas last year, he had paid close attention to the detail of disarming opponents after a battle.

“Ouch!” Several young wizards couldn't bear the intense pain and lay on the ground, crying out in pain.

“Help, someone, come save me!” The fourth-year student, after being knocked down, still knew to call for help.

“Anduin, you bastard, you're dead, you're dead!” Tevras also fell to the ground. Although his whole body ached, he still stubbornly hurled insults at Anduin. Book 69 new

Anduin ignored their cries and insults, and walked step by step towards Wilkes, sneering, “Don’t worry, I cast a silencing charm here beforehand, no one will hear your voices.”

“You, what do you want to do?” Wilkes looked up at Anduin, “I warn you, if you dare to disrespect me, someone will take care of you sooner or later. If you know what's good for you, apologize to us now, otherwise, ah…”

Anduin was in no mood to listen to his impotent rage. He stomped on Wilkes' chest and said coldly, “Didn't I apologize to you in the beginning? Now what you should do is tell me everything you know!”

“Tell, tell what, I don't know anything.” Wilkes grabbed Anduin's foot that was stepping on his chest and shouted.

“Tell me about the Death Eater attack on the Longbottoms, and the whereabouts of other Death Eaters. I believe you know!” Anduin had long suspected that these pure-blood factions in Hogwarts were connected to the Death Eaters outside the school, but given that they were all minors, he didn't rashly attack. Moreover, a direct conflict with these guys would definitely be met with resistance from the older pure-blood factions and pure-blood forces outside the school, so he had maintained considerable restraint. →

But today, Anduin couldn't bear it anymore!

The tragedy of Lily's family happened too suddenly, and Voldemort, who did it, had disappeared. Sirius Black, suspected of being a traitor, was locked up in Azkaban, and there was nothing he could do.

However, the Longbottom family had a very close relationship with him. Anduin, who already regarded Augusta as his elder, could imagine how heartbroken she would be now when she learned of everything that had happened to her children.

So on the way back to the castle, Anduin had already begun to plan his next actions. Dealing with these guys was simple, what he needed to be wary of was the pressure from the upperclassmen and outside the school. After considering the cards he currently held, Anduin believed that dealing with the oppression of the pure-blood factions within the school was not a big problem. As for outside the school, he could just not leave Hogwarts this year.

When Wilkes heard Anduin's question, he seemed to realize something. The look of fear on his face gradually subsided, and instead he showed a look of mockery, “I was wondering, so you're doing this for those naive fools. They're loyal to the wrong people, so they'll naturally bear the consequences. You might as well worry about yourself. You filthy… ah!”

Seeing that Wilkes still had the mind to be foul-mouthed, Anduin kicked him hard in the stomach again, causing Wilkes to hug his stomach and curl up into a ball in pain.

“It seems that not all trash is cowardly as a mouse. Very good, I hope your mouth can still be so tough next.” Anduin sneered, then waved his wand and hung everyone except Wilkes upside down.

Anduin even learned this 'Upside-Down Golden Bell' spell from Sirius Black.

Then Anduin took out a small stack of paper from his body and said to Wilkes, “It seems I have to apologize for what's going to happen next. I've never used this on a minor before.”

Anduin then cast a spell to tightly bind Wilkes' hands and feet. Seeing Anduin's series of actions, Wilkes couldn't help but feel a tightening in his heart, and shouted loudly, “You, what do you want to do, let me go… Ugh!”

Wilkes, who was still shouting, saw a piece of paper slowly enlarge in his eyes until it completely covered his face. 'Aguamenti', Anduin chanted a spell, and then a stream of water soaked the paper, also soaking Wilkes' nostrils, making it impossible for him to breathe. He could only struggle painfully like a fish being dragged onto land.

“You Mudblood, what are you doing to Wilkes, do you want to kill him?” Tevras, who was hanging upside down in the air, saw Anduin's cruelty and shouted in a trembling voice.

“Noisy.” Anduin cast a 'Sonorus' spell on Tevras, and then no matter how hard he shouted, no sound came out.

Wilkes, who was lying on the ground, went from struggling desperately at the beginning to twitching weakly now, which made the hearts of those who were hung upside down feel cold.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Anduin removed the wet paper towel from Wilkes' face.

Wilkes, who had regained contact with the air, couldn't help but breathe deeply, and then choked himself hard, coughing loudly.

“How is it, do you know anything now?” Anduin asked indifferently.

“Pah!” Wilkes finally recovered, and when he heard Anduin's words, he spat a mouthful of saliva at him fiercely.

But the saliva just left his mouth and quietly froze in the air, then splashed back at Wilkes, making his face even more ferocious, looking at Anduin as if he wanted to bite him to death.

“I admire people with strong will, because I am too. It seems we have to spend more time.” Anduin couldn't help but sneer when he saw that Wilkes was still holding on.

Then Wilkes began to enjoy endless torture. Anduin was like calmly processing ingredients while cooking, using waterboarding on him again and again, each time removing the wet paper towel when Wilkes was about to run out of breath, and then waiting for Wilkes to recover a little before reapplying the torture. Anduin didn't ask anything the first few times, just operating on his own.

After doing this seven or eight times in a row, Wilkes was so tired that he only cared about twitching, and didn't even have the strength to struggle.