Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

Snape opened the potion, smelled it, then poured out some and took a small sip. A warm smile involuntarily appeared on his gloomy face.

Witte trembled with fear at the sight of his laughter.

"good."

After Snape calmed down, he unusually praised Victor.

This euphoria potion is of good quality and can get good reviews from him. Although the success rate is not high, only one out of four was successful, but considering that this is a potion for sixth graders and Victor has only been in school for a little over half a month.

This talent is undoubtedly outstanding.

"I'll consider it."

"Thank you, Dean."

Witt bowed happily to Snape and strode back to Hogwarts.

As he passed through the central courtyard, he suddenly saw a very familiar figure.

This guy looks like Simo, except he doesn't have eyebrows.

Wait, no eyebrows. Witt realized, this is Seamus.

Aside from him, no one else at Hogwarts would blow their eyebrows off.

"Symmo, what are you doing?!"

As soon as Witt walked over, he heard a loud bang. He didn't know what had exploded, but half of Simo's face was now blacker than the bottom of a pot.

“It’s you, Witt.”

Somewhat dejected, Simo said, "I think I probably can't beat you."

Before he enrolled, Witt's superhuman strength left him completely bewildered.

After enrolling, Witt instantly transformed into a model student, achieving perfect scores in all subjects. The phrase Seamus heard most often in class was, "Slytherin, one point added."

As a friend, Simo was naturally happy for Witte, but at the same time, he was also frustrated.

"Why do my spells always break?" Seamus scratched his head in frustration, then touched a bald patch of scalp.

"Ah~"

Seamus's mood instantly exploded, and his wand began to hiss and spark.

"Avoid your weapons."

Witt drew his wand and instantly cast a disarming spell, knocking Seamus's wand away.

"Although Madam Malkin's robe is protected by a fireproof charm, there are limits to its effectiveness. With you burning it like that, even the most fireproof clothing won't withstand the flames."

"Furthermore, I think you should learn a different spell."

Witt suggested, "How about an Explosion Curse?"

Seamus's magic is more volatile than that of ordinary wizards, and coupled with his fiery temper, his magic bursts forth when he gets anxious while chanting spells.

No matter what the spell is, he'll turn it into an explosion spell.

With gradual guidance, Simo should be able to correct his impatient nature and should be able to chant mantras normally without much problem.

The problem is that Witt doesn't have that much time; he's incredibly busy.

Besides, it's better to guide than to block.

If we're going to explode, let's explode completely.

While others start with the Levitation Charm to gradually control their magic, Seamus could start with the Explosion Charm and slowly learn to control his magic.

Even if there's insufficient control, it's okay, at least we can see the results.

It's better than failing all the time.

Chapter 37 Fire Arrows

"Explosion spell?" Seamus scratched his head. "I don't think there's such a spell in the textbook."

“Of course not,” Witt said matter-of-factly. “Hogwarts doesn’t teach the Explosion Charm at all; you have to learn it yourself in the library.”

"Since the start of the semester, have you been to the library, Simo?"

"Why would I go to that place for no reason?" Seamus asked Witt, puzzled.

Is the library a proper Gryffindor place?

Witte had no answer to Simo's question.

“I clearly remember when school started, you were so confident that you wanted to compete with me in magic and surpass me.”

"Who would have thought you were such a monster?" Ximo muttered. "You learn it in no time and master it in no time. In just three days since school started, my dream has been ruthlessly crushed by you."

"You still have the nerve to say that now?"

Simo's expression was just like that of a foreigner watching a video to learn how to chop vegetables. He had just arranged the vegetables and looked down when the person opposite him had already finished chopping them all.

The confusion in his eyes was clearly visible.

Learn? Learn my ass.

"So it's actually my fault then."

Witt patted Seamus on the shoulder and said with a smile, "As an apology, I'll teach you the explosion spell right now."

"The spell is a thunderous explosion."

"Pay attention to my hand movements. When waving the wand, be resolute and keep your emotions high."

"And most importantly, never use this spell on anyone after you've learned it."

Witt solemnly warned, "The Explosion Charm is a very dangerous spell. The protective magic on the wizard robes sold by Madam Malkin is no match for the power of the Explosion Charm."

"This is completely different from the little sparks that usually appear when you fail to cast a spell."

"Come with me, I'll demonstrate it for you first."

Witt led Seamus out of Hogwarts Castle to a deserted open space, aimed his wand at a rock not far away, and waved it.

He chanted, "Thunderous explosion."

The crimson incantation shot out rapidly, exploding instantly upon hitting the rock and creating a tremendous roar.

The rocks were blasted to pieces.

"Wow!" Simo exclaimed, his mouth agape, his eyes brimming with excitement.

These are the spells that Gryffindor wizards should learn. What kind of nonsense is the school teaching? Levitation spells, healing spells—these are just child's play magic.

"Focus your attention."

Witt slapped Seamus hard on the back and warned, "If the Explosion Spell goes wrong, it won't be something that can be solved with just two eyebrows and a few hairs. At best, you'll be covered in soot, at worst... I'd probably have to bring you apples from the school hospital."

Judging from his past performance, Seamus must be very talented at the Explosion Curse, but no matter how talented he is, he should not be underestimated.

The main reason Hogwarts doesn't teach these dangerous spells is to protect the young wizards themselves.

The consequences of teenagers having easy access to firearms are extremely serious.

Draco often talks about Durmstrang's ability to learn dark magic, but he completely forgets one thing.

Durmstrang practiced military-style management, which is why he was able to teach black magic.

It is fundamentally different from the joyful education at Hogwarts.

Even so, Durmstrang had his limits and would not allow students to study black magic without any boundaries.

That's how Grindelwald was expelled from school.

Of course, the Explosion Curse is much better than dark magic, and Seamus doesn't have antisocial personality disorder.

Compared to hurting others, Witt was actually more worried that he might carelessly blow himself up.

"Do not worry."

Seamus confidently raised his wand and, mimicking Witt, began to chant the spell.

"Thunderous explosion."

The red spell shot out rapidly.

"I did it!" Ximo had just let out a joyful roar when he saw his spell hit the stone and bounce back.

"I rely on."

Witt grabbed Simo and swooped down into the distance.

Simo's spell flew all the way to the Black Lake, creating a huge splash.

"I told you to focus."

Witt shouted, "When you're chanting the incantation, you have to focus entirely on imagining the target being blown up in your mind. You can't afford to lose focus for even a second."

As a white magic spell, the Explosion Charm has protective measures in place; it will not explode unless it hits the target you set or reaches its time limit.

It will give you plenty of time to dodge.

Simo hadn't even looked at the rock closely; all he could think about was the explosion.

The spell flew out without any target and bounced back the moment it touched the stone, almost sending Simo to the school hospital.

"What a big splash!"

Despite being scolded and almost getting blown up, Simo showed no frustration or fear. He excitedly asked Witt.

"I succeeded, didn't I? I succeeded on my first attempt at casting the Explosion Spell. I guess I do have talent."

God knows how much pressure these repeated failures of the Heavenly Curse, with its constant explosions, put on Simo's mind.

Neville has a better reputation than him in Gryffindor.

At least if Nawi fails to chant the spell, it won't explode and won't affect anyone else.

"Yes, yes, you have talent."

Witt pressed down on Seamus's shoulder, forcibly straightening him to face the target rock, and reminded him again, "Focus and try again. If the Explosion Curse bounces back this time, I'll show you my newly learned Curse for Baldness Failure."

"What kind of strange spell is this?" Seamus turned his head curiously.