Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

"What are you referring to?" Anduin asked noncommittally.

"Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy both come from wizarding families that uphold pure-blood supremacy. Their families both have elders who were once Death Eaters. Especially Draco, his father is Lucius, who was beaten by you. Is it necessary for us to nurture students for these guys?"

Don't underestimate Hogg; although he looks like just a dog, his mind is more profound than ordinary human wizards. After all, he has been following Anduin all along and knows a lot of inside information about the wizarding world.

"Hmm..." Anduin lowered his head and pondered for a moment, "According to your observation, what are their characters like? Especially whether their thoughts and values have already been formed."

"A bunch of 11-year-old brats, where would they get their values?" Hogg shrugged mockingly, "However, they do have quite a few bad habits picked up from their families. Both of these children are arrogant and complacent. Usually, they are quite mean to others, even to the little wizards in their own house."

"However, I've noticed that Draco seems to care a lot about Harry. He likes to put on airs in front of him, as if he regards Harry as a secretly competing opponent. In a sense, his thoughts are very simple, but his methods are a bit dirty."

"So they are just two pampered little devils." Anduin nodded upon hearing this, which was similar to what he had observed.

"Let's add them to the list first. Although their previous generation took the wrong path, that's no reason to blame them. I'm still confident that I can train them well, and besides..."

Anduin narrowed his eyes slightly, "Their elders might not be without the possibility of becoming our helpers. Lucius, huh? I've remembered him!"

"Hehe, it seems someone is going to be unlucky." Hogg showed a cheap smile, he knew that the great man in front of him was going to scheme against someone again.

"Enough about that, record the files of the candidates. Tomorrow, you personally find them and have these people gather in my office before dinner."

Anduin had already decided to use internal observation to determine the candidates for the 'Tactical Club'. The selection he told those little wizards about earlier was just an excuse to urge everyone to work hard. He didn't have that much time to give everyone who applied a physical examination.

"Directly to the office? Are you planning to take them to the ranch?"

Hogg knew very well how small Anduin's office was, so he would definitely be transferred through the [Anywhere Door]. If they were coming to the ship, he would just have those people come to the dock.

And Anduin would definitely not take them outside the school, so the more reasonable place to go would naturally be the 'ranch' in the suitcase space.

"That's right, since we're going to give them special tutoring, it will naturally be all-round..." Anduin showed a meaningful smile, obviously he was going to give these little wizards a surprise.

...

The next day, the students of Hogwarts had not yet recovered from last night's 'troll incident', and they had been discussing this topic for a day and a night.

Whether it was the upper-grade wizard tactical squad that had been preliminarily trained by Professor Wilson.

Or the ugly and ridiculous troll that had no power to fight back in front of the tactical squad.

Or Anduin's rage on the scene, leaving everyone with various suspense, all touched everyone's curiosity.

"What do you think the surprise attack the professor mentioned will be like? Is he planning to jump out of some corner and beat us up?"

At noon, Harry and others, having finished their classes, were slowly moving towards the hall. At this time, Ron couldn't help but take the initiative to bring up this topic again.

"I think we might be overthinking it. Didn't you hear what the professor said? His test will only be within the scope of the course. And our tactical training class now only has a bunch of physical fitness, reaction, and balance training. We haven't even started learning free combat and self-defense spells. I don't think the so-called surprise inspection will fall on us freshmen!"

After last night's tacit action, Hermione and Ron's relationship was obviously closer. At this moment, there was less condescension in her tone.

"That's hard to say, I think we should be careful." Ron still looked very worried at this moment.

Just as they were walking along the corridor, several upper-grade wizards walked towards them. They were all Gryffindor 6th graders. Harry and the others politely nodded to them after seeing them.

However, just as the two groups passed by, one of the wizards suddenly covered his throat with a ferocious expression, struggling to make a series of 'cough, cough' sounds. Then, the 6th grader suddenly fell to the ground.

His companions, along with Harry and the others, all stared dumbfounded at the scene that suddenly happened in front of them. What was going on? Why did someone suddenly fall to the ground?

"Kevin! What's wrong with you?"

Faced with the suddenly fallen companion, the other wizards all looked at the scene in a loss. Then, they quickly squatted down and surrounded Kevin, calling out his name loudly.

Harry and the others, who happened to be there, also looked at each other in a panic, and then immediately approached. They certainly couldn't sit idly by when encountering such a thing.

But after everyone surrounded him, they found that Kevin, who had fallen to the ground, was showing an abnormal cyan color on his face, his eyes uncontrollably rolling back, and his mouth could initially make a series of 'crackling' sounds, but soon he involuntarily started foaming at the mouth.

"What should we do? Is Kevin sick? Let's quickly send him to the school hospital!" One of the 6th grade wizards worriedly supported Kevin's head, and then immediately suggested.

"Yes! Everyone lend a hand, let's carry him away!" Another wizard echoed, and then several people tried to lift him up.

But just as they exerted force on Kevin's body, he suddenly struggled violently, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. The light force even made the others unable to control him.

"No, his condition is very wrong! Touching him randomly will only make his symptoms worse. What's wrong with Kevin? He's usually very healthy." A witch anxiously looked at the companion lying on the ground, and was also a little at a loss for a moment.

"How about this, you guys take care of him here, we'll go and call for help!" Harry also felt a burst of anxiety in his heart when he saw this scene, but if they just stared blankly, the other party's situation might be more dangerous.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Another 6th grader nodded in response, "That's a good idea, it's still 3 floors to the 2nd floor from here, you go that way to ask for help, and you can call on other professors you meet on the way!"

"Okay!" Harry responded, and then pulled the companions around him to leave, but at this time he found that Hermione was suddenly stunned for some reason.

"What's wrong? Hermione, let's quickly go and call for help! Kevin is about to not hold on!" Harry shook the dazed Hermione strangely, constantly urging.

"Kevin... I seem to have seen his current symptoms in a book!" Hermione tilted her head uncertainly at this time, "His condition doesn't seem to be a disease, but poisoning!"

"Poisoning?"

Hearing Hermione say this, not only Harry and the others, but even the others around Kevin looked at her in confusion, "How is that possible? How could Kevin be poisoned for no reason?"

"No! It's true, I mentioned it in the 'First Aid' section of the 'Tactical Training' book, in the 'Detoxification' chapter. Kevin's current situation is very similar to eating 'hemlock' by mistake." Hermione was also a little uncertain at first, but after she carefully observed Kevin's condition, she said with certainty.

"This... now that you mention it, I seem to remember it too!" A wizard around Kevin also said, "The professor seemed to have talked about this content in the tactical training class the week before, but hemlock is a highly poisonous plant, if it can't be dealt with in time..."

"He will die on the spot!" Hermione took over the other party's words and added.

"What?"

Harry and the others immediately looked at Hermione in shock, "Will... will... will someone die?"

"According to the introduction in the book, after eating hemlock by mistake and symptoms appear, there is only 3-6 minutes of processing time, otherwise..." At this point, Hermione's face also became extremely ugly.

"Then what should we do if we want to detoxify? The book must have also introduced the detoxification method!" Ron swallowed nervously at this time. He had never seen a dead person in his life, was he going to hang one on the spot today? Or in front of him?

The other 6th grade wizards also looked at Hermione nervously, their brains were blank with panic, where did they remember how the professor taught them back then.

"Let me recall!" Hermione frowned and kept thinking, she was so nervous at this time that even a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from her palms.

"If you want to detoxify hemlock poisoning, it seems that you need a potion made from the seeds of 'Nangou', but that would take at least a whole day, it's too late!"

"Right..."

Hermione suddenly seemed to have thought of something, "For emergency detoxification, you can use 'Bezoar'! In addition, the toxin of hemlock mainly circulates through the blood, and bloodletting can be used to prolong the onset time!"

At the critical moment, Hermione finally recalled the content recorded in the textbook, and the surrounding people were overjoyed when they heard this. Then, a 6th grade wizard quickly pulled out his wand and held it against Kevin's wrist, apparently preparing to immediately bleed the other party for first aid.

But at this moment, Kevin, who had been struggling and trembling, suddenly twitched violently, and then his whole body was like a balloon that had been emptied of gas, directly slumped on the ground, and instantly lost his movement.

"Kevin!"

The wizard who was preparing to cast a spell suddenly froze when he saw this, and then kept calling out the name of his companion, while stretching out a trembling hand to explore the other party's nose.