A day at Hogwarts.

Chapter 378 The power is still a little weak

Charles never thought that there would come a day when he would ride on a polar bear.

Professor Mikhail's office was a little far from the outdoor training ground. He whistled and called three polar bears, two of which were carrying people and one was carrying a suitcase. He motioned for Charles to ride on it and go to the other side of the castle together.

The training ground is under the castle wall. On both sides, wooden fences enclose an open space the size of half a football field. The open area opposite the wall faces the birch forest.

It was the afternoon break, and a group of students of Charles' age were walking out of the castle in twos and threes, with a burly man standing by the sidelines.

Professor Boris looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He wore a black bear-skin hat, and the thick beard on his cheeks, chin and lips had turned gray, but his eyes were still deep and firm.

He burst into laughter when he saw Professor Mikhail: "Haha, welcome our rich man to the training ground to give us guidance."

Mikhail also smiled and said: "Don't make fun of me, you great hero who has more medals than Brezhnev."

Charles discovered something interesting. Professor Mikhail had run out of money from his experiments before, but now he was called a wealthy man. Apparently he sold his invention for a lot of money.

As for who it was sold to, he didn't dare to ask. Anyone who could pay a high price for the method of making explosives was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

Professor Boris saw Charles and the suitcase that the polar bear put down, and understood what Professor Mikhail was going to do.

He looked at Charles curiously and said, "Are you Charles Smith? Potter and Finnigan praised you highly this morning."

Charles replied modestly: "It's just the flattery of my classmates. Don't believe it."

Professor Boris smiled and said, "Even if I can't trust them, I can trust Ruby, and even more so his students."

Professor Mikhail, who was opening a suitcase nearby, said, "The outstanding students trained by Dumbledore will naturally not be bad."

Professor Boris just smiled and said nothing.

Charles was sure that he was talking about the old man.

Over there, Professor Mikhail took out an AK-47 and skillfully inserted the magazine and loaded it.

Professor Boris knew what he was going to do. He waved his wand and a large number of stones gathered from the ground and assembled into a stone man more than three meters tall at the other end of the training ground.

Professor Mikhail aimed at the stone man several dozen meters away and fired a burst of shots, hitting him in the chest.

There was no fire, only a loud bang. The stone man was blown back a few steps, a hole appeared on his chest, and debris flew almost ten meters away.

"It's still a little weak." Professor Mikhail seemed to be speaking from the heart, "If it hadn't been blunted, it would have been completely blown to pieces."

Charles was speechless. This was already the power of a grenade. If it was coupled with the firing rate and range of a heavy machine gun, the scene would be too beautiful to even imagine.

At this time, the stone man collapsed with a crash, and together with more stones on the ground, formed more than 20 small stone men that were only knee-high, and they were running around randomly at the other end of the training ground.

Professor Boris's wand shot a red light at the little stone men, covering their entire bodies with a layer of dangerous red light.

He took the gun handed to him by Professor Mikhail, switched it to the continuous fire mode, raised the muzzle and fired a burst of bullets towards the target.

The bullets fired from the muzzle flew towards the target emitting red light like missiles. Several little stone men were destroyed one by one in the continuous explosions.

"Cool!" Charles' eyes lit up. This was different from the chain of Avada Kedavra. It was more like a guided attack.

Professor Boris handed the gun to Charles and said, "It's just a little trick. I heard that there is a policeman in China who can make a bullet that flies over his head turn 180 degrees and hit the criminal's ear. I can't do that yet."

Charles said, "I heard that a group of robbers went to the granary to steal grain, and the leader had an ear knocked off."

After he finished speaking, he fired several three-round bursts in a standard position, all aimed at the sky above the target, and all the bullets hit the target. "It's fun, isn't it?" Professor Boris said, "But I have to go to class, so if you want to play, come back after class."

"Of course, I would be happy if you came to class together."

Charles said, "I have something to think about. I'll come back another day."

Professor Boris welcomes him to come and visit next time.

On the way out, Professor Mikhail asked him expectantly, "Do you want us to make you another toy?"

He already knew that Charles was a wealthy capitalist at a young age, so it would be a waste not to kill him.

Charles raised his hand, and a Shanghai figure flew out of the bag, floated in front of the two of them, and saluted Professor Mikhail by lifting his skirt.

"A very delicate puppet." Professor Mikhail saw that its movements were very smooth, without any stiffness, just like a real person.

Charles said: "Britain is not safe. I plan to further equip these housework puppets with some weapons, but I haven't thought about the specific configuration yet."

Professor Mikhail had heard that there was a Voldemort problem in Britain, and that a fugitive had escaped a while ago. The situation was indeed not peaceful.

He asked, “How many do you plan to make?”

Charles thought for a moment and said, "My home, villa, and Farbaton Castle where Kitov and his team will work need security guards. We'll probably need more than a hundred of them."

Professor Mikhail thought this was a big deal, and said, "You can tell me when you have made up your mind. Otherwise, come to my office after dinner today, and I will call Chepkin and Shimushin, and we can help you come up with ideas together."

Charles thought this was a good idea. He had a lot of ideas, but he was not sure which ones could be realized or which ones had better alternatives.

After the two agreed to go to the office tonight, Charles walked towards his residence and saw Emily and four other Australian girls maintaining their motorcycles.

All the translation birds have been sold out and the weather is starting to warm up. They will leave Kodos Dorez the day after tomorrow and head south back to Australia.

Charles greeted them and went back to his room to prepare for tonight's party.

He met Joyce in the corridor, the captain of the Hogwarts team looking a little nervous.

"Ah, Charles, I was just looking for you." Joyce seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time. "Come to our conference room after breakfast tomorrow to meet. The latest competition rules are out, let's discuss them together."

Charles immediately replied: "No problem."

He wondered what Kodosdoriz was up to this year. It didn't look like they were easy to deal with.

Joyce then hesitated for a moment, but finally whispered, "Charles, I have no right to interfere with your private activities, but I still ask you to pay more attention to them."

"This morning I saw four girls coming out of your room together. If word gets out it will have a bad influence and it's illegal."

Charles blinked and said, "I said they played poker all night in my room last night. Do you believe it?"

Joyce replied: "It's up to you to believe it."

She left after she finished speaking. If there was only one girl she would have teased Charles, but with so many people it was beyond normal.

Charles curled his lips and said, "What's the matter? Haven't you seen a jellyfish that can play poker? Do you want me to show it to you?"

(End of this chapter)