Spell Players at Hogwarts

"Warning, warning, all Hogwarts residents and friends, please pay attention, an urgent message is being broadcast now."

"During the first Potions class on Friday morning, affected by the Atlantic monsoon climate, the dungeon of Yuyuan Castle and the current Potions classroom experienced an acid rain phenomenon that was rare in several weeks."

"If you want to report to Madam Pomfrey, please go to the basement level and report to Professor Snape as soon as possible."

"Once again..."

……

McLagan succeeded. At least in terms of terrorist attacks, McLagan was definitely gifted.

I would like to ask, how should a first-year little wizard release an area-destructive spell?

And while a self-proclaimed little genius at Hogwarts was still exploring the path of offensive magic, classmate McLaggen of Gryffindor successfully realized it with the help of the simplest potion with his superb skills. Overtaking in corners.

Many years later, when Lynch recalled this experience, he could only sigh with admiration.

Why did he use the oath to brew the potion? His movements were very fast, and I only saw a crucible flying in the sky, waving green exhaust fumes wantonly.

No one survived!

puff!

The hot green potion quickly eroded the floor of the Potions classroom like sulfuric acid, and all the little wizards did not make any evasive action. The sudden explosion prevented anyone from getting out of the way.

Some were burned by the medicine and developed scabies, while others were scratched by fragments of the crucible.

McLagen's group destruction achievement is achieved.

As the three closest to each other, they were naturally even more miserable. Marietta's hair was covered with thick dark green, McLaggen also lost his hair, and as for Professor Snape...

Well, the one who was hit by the crucible was Professor Snape. At the moment of the accident, Professor Snape stopped the most dangerous crucible with his body, regardless of his own safety.

But the crucible flew too high, and before it had time to cool down, it hit Professor Snape's iconic hooked nose.

Even Lynch and Qiu Ga were not spared. Although they covered their faces with their school robes in time, red and swollen pustules inevitably appeared on the backs of their exposed hands.

"What should I do?" Qiu's nose turned red. Even if Lin Qi reacted quickly enough, a red pustule still swelled on the skin of the back of Qiu's neck where it had leaked.

Although beautiful girls never get scabies, McLaggen...he wouldn't agree!

Listening to the screams and cries in the classroom, looking at the poor Qiu who is about to shed tears...

"How about giving it a try." As he said this, Lin Qi dipped a little on his hand and applied it on the back of his hand.

Visible to the naked eye, the red abscess disappears quickly with the penetration of the medicine.

"Well, how do you feel?"

"It's a little itchy, but it's much better than before."

After listening to Lin Qi's answer, Qiu quickly brought the potion up. The water temperature of [-] degrees was moderate, but as for the rotten egg smell that couldn't be resolved...

Okay, now the whole classroom smells like this.

And when Lynch finished dealing with his injuries and looked up to see what was going on around him, the expressions on the little wizards' expressions could perfectly represent a human tragedy.

Professor Snape, who had been hit in the head by a crucible, was lying peacefully on the ground. The middle-aged man had long been drained of his body by living without seeing the light of day for many years.

As for Professor Snape's hooked nose...

Well, it was indeed difficult for Lynch to identify the bump among the red and swollen pustules as the professor's nose.

McLaggen and Marietta also simply fainted. Is this probably because Merlin gave them enough mercy?

"Everyone, come to me!" Lynch stood on the table and shouted loudly. After estimating the total amount of potions, Lin Qi was shocked to discover the invisible way to make money in Hogwarts.

His potion is enough for all the little wizards?

"Everyone, please don't panic. My scabies treatment potion has been successfully verified. If there are any injured little wizards, please line up and come to Qiu to get it."

Lin Qi said quickly, and then poured half of the potion into Qiu's crucible.

All the little wizards found their backbone in an instant. Thanks to Lynch's previous performance, at least the red mark on the back of Lynch's hand that had not completely faded gave everyone great confidence.

As for the three disaster centers...

"Clean up!"

Lynch swung his wand with compassion. Under the surge of magic light, the dark green impurities were cleared away, leaving only three heads covered with pustules.

As for the hair...

If those corroded clumps can still be called hair.

Lynch decided not to read any more because he couldn't be sure when he would spit it out.

Immediately afterwards, Lynch used his wand to direct the cauldron to float above the heads of the three people, and the light green liquid poured out and washed away all the filth in the potions classroom.

The pustules quickly subsided under the effect of the potion, and then Professor Snape appeared in front of everyone with his face covered in red spots.

"Wow, I didn't expect Professor Snape's head to be so round!"

Qiu said in shock, and then a group of recovered young wizards started a discussion about which of the three had a rounder head.

In the end, Professor Snape won with a slight advantage. As for why Professor Snape's long face like a shoehorn got the title of round head, is it probably because of the aura of professorship?

However, the Potions class obviously cannot continue, and most importantly, the scabies cure potion cannot heal the burns. Now everyone has more or less traces of burns, and the three people who are unconscious...

Oh, I should say two and a half people.

Due to the dignity of the professor, even a person like Professor Snape who has escaped from vulgar taste cannot turn a blind eye to such a large-scale social death scene.

Did anyone really think that Professor Snape would be hit by the cauldron?

No, no, no?

"Okay, Qiu, please control the situation here... Uh, forget it, let's all come together."

Lynch said silently, and after dragging the three people up with the levitating spell, the door to the Potions classroom was eagerly pushed open by several Gryffindor boys.

The smell of rotten eggs in the room was exchanged for the fresh air of the castle, but in fact, when everyone applied the potion, the smell of the potion was strong, not to mention bringing three marinated ones. Guy.

The scene seemed to have returned to a familiar scene. The last time was in the morning, when Lynch used his wand to hold the two guys through the castle.

But this time, looking at the mighty posture following Lin Qi, someone who didn't know it thought they were going to the principal's office to seek justice for the injured.

Some people are alive, but they are already dead, and some people are dead...well, then they are really dead.