A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 58 The Flooded Castle
"...stay up late at night, don't tell me you've been lost in the castle until now..."

Professor McGonagall was wearing an orange nightgown, with a curling iron on her head, and was reprimanding two little Ravenclaw witches who were caught by her.

"Who?" She suddenly looked towards the end of the corridor angrily, realizing that someone had just run past.As a witch with profound magic power, don't try to hide the crappy disillusionment spell from her.

She picked up her wand and was about to catch that majestic passing guy out, but saw a box with a red and black diamond pattern thrown from the other side of the corridor and landed not far from her.

This kind of provocation made Professor McGonagall even more angry. As soon as she raised her wand, she saw a clown's head pop out from the top of the box, and then quickly inflate like a blown balloon, directly filling the exit of the entire corridor.

"Interesting little trick." Professor McGonagall's lips moved slightly, as if the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, "But it's not enough..."

She waved her wand, and the head of the clown in front of her exploded with a bang.

With the sound of the balloon exploding, countless balloons, flowers, ribbons, and colored paper poured out of it, filling the entire corridor at a faster speed than before, drowning the three of Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall waved his wand, causing these colorful little things to separate a passage, and dragged the two students who made mistakes out of the corridor calmly, but the guy who threw the box had already run away.

"Littering, I hope Mr. Filch can accept this little surprise." She glanced at the crowded corridor and muttered in a not so bad mood.

After Owen ran out of Professor Maomao's territory, he couldn't help but look back, and raised his hand to wipe away the non-existent cold sweat.

Oops, it was so dangerous, I almost got caught.

"Owen, I wouldn't be surprised if we get fired after tonight." Harry's voice was a little tranced.

"No, as long as you don't do anything too outrageous." Owen saw the corridor of the restricted area from a distance, saw the white fax machine in the center of the corridor, and saw two little wizards who had already run to the fax machine.

"What's out of the ordinary?" Harry said weakly.

"For example, flood the entire castle with something." Owen said casually, throwing out the last box at hand.

Brilliant red sparks emitted from the box "hissing", and flew into the corridor with a "chiliu", gradually turning into a whirling and gorgeous fireworks.

Fireworks caught up to the two little wizards in front of them in a blink of an eye, as if with infinite gravity, the two little wizards screamed, their bodies were involuntarily sucked into the tail of the fireworks, and flew into the air as it danced. It whirled like a big windmill.

"Ahh—help!"

"Mom... woo woo..."

The screams of the two little wizards were elongated, as long and weird as if they had turned on 0.5 times the speed.They rushed away with the fireworks in the corridor, and along the way they followed a strange trajectory and became part of the bright fireworks.

"Ah..." Harry gasped.

"Don't worry, the fireworks will avoid all obstacles, and they won't be hurt." Owen had already run into the corridor, with some joy in his tone, "Who can't yearn for such a strange experience?"

I don't desire at all... Harry said silently.

"Phew, I finally found you." Owen finally stopped in front of the fax machine and squeezed his fists with a half-smile.

The whole body of the truth fax machine is snow white, it looks like an ordinary Muggle fax machine, not bulky at all.A line of letters flashed on the tiny green screen: What's your problem?
"Quick...the professor is here!" Harry urged.He saw Professor Snape flying towards him like a big black bat, and Professor McGonagall hurriedly followed behind.

"It's over, there is only one exit from this corridor..." He looked around, and turned his gaze to the locked door at the end of the corridor.

Owen raised his fist, squinted at the fax machine, and suddenly asked with a smile: "What is the exact value of pi?"

The flickering screen of the fax machine froze for a moment, and then, countless white papers spewed out from the printing port, flooding the entire corridor like a tsunami of white papers in an instant.

Caught off guard, Owen and Harry, who were close, were overwhelmed by endless blank paper.The blank papers filled the corridor like a wave, rushing out along the corridor, so that the professors who rushed over had to stop in their tracks, and could only use magic spells to protect themselves and the students around them.

They looked at the white paper rushing past them, even Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall looked at a loss for a moment.They have seen the turbulent waves caused by the spell, and the raging sea of ​​fire, but the white paper tsunami... This is the first time they have seen it.

These white papers full of numbers are still pouring out endlessly, rushing towards corridors, classrooms and stairs. The curious little wizards who came to watch the excitement never dreamed that they would one day Almost buried alive in countless white papers.

"Who did it? Stop that thing!"

Owen was waving his magic wand among the piles of white papers, struggling to get close to the fax machine that was spewing out papers crazily.The spell separated the white paper around him, leaving him a space to live.Harry didn't know where he was being rushed, and he couldn't care about that poor guy for the time being.

He can't wait to slap himself now, why did he ask this question so suddenly?In other words, he was very surprised that the fax machine could answer this question. After all, according to his reasoning, the fax machine could only answer answers that others knew.

"There's no one who can memorize so many pi..." Owen twitched his mouth, and tried his best to move forward in the wave of blank paper.

Owen's footsteps were slowed down by the heavy resistance of the white paper that kept pouring out.After an unknown amount of time, he finally came to the fax machine and slapped it hard.

The fax machine that was spitting out papers frantically stopped suddenly, and then suddenly became unreal, and just disappeared without a sound.The surging wave of white paper finally stopped, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the first to sixth floors of the castle were filled with white paper, which squeezed open the closed windows, and fluttered and scattered on the grass outside the castle, like a heavy snowfall.

"Hurry up and deal with these damn... papers!" Professor McGonagall staggered out of the pile of papers, waved his wand and used the Vanishing Charm, his face tensed.The two little wizards beside her shrank their shoulders and shivered, as if they had turned into two little quails in the ice and snow.

Professor Snape leaned against the wall and looked in the direction of the fax machine with a strange face, the corners of his eyes twitched wildly, as if he didn't know what expression to make.In the end, he put on an unfathomable expression, waved his wand slightly, and a tornado rushed out of the castle with white paper rolled up.

"Ah, what a catastrophic day." Owen finally got out of the pile of papers, looked at the ceiling close at hand and said with emotion.

"Look, I never dreamed that one day the castle would be flooded with blank paper..." Harry struggled to get his head out, rolling his eyes under the pressure of the paper.

At this time, there was a rude and irritable roar from the end of the corridor, and the locked door had been opened by Zhihai at some point.

(End of this chapter)