Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

“Stop dawdling!” Hog, who hadn't left, sauntered up to the group. “Hurry to the bathroom and save your Kevin, or he'll probably stink soon.”

After shooing away the sixth-year students, Hog turned to Harry and the others. “Oh, right, I almost forgot to tell you, you guys have been successfully selected for the Headmaster's 'Tactical Club'. Remember to report to his office before dinner tonight. You know where his office is in Hogwarts, right?”

“Uh… we know.”

Harry and the others hadn't recovered from the sudden event, and hearing this news that had worried them for so long, they actually forgot to celebrate.

“That's good, I still have to go mess with the next target, so I won't keep you company.” With that, Hog wagged his tail with great interest and hopped away.

“Did he… did he just say 'go mess with the next person'?” Harry glanced at the others uncertainly.

“That Hog!” Ron glared at the departing figure with displeasure. “He's practically treating the professor's surprise inspections as legitimate pranks!”

Ron then looked at Hermione, still shaken. “Do you still think the professor's surprise attacks are no big deal? I almost threw up my breakfast just now!”

“Who knew the professor's so-called surprise inspections were so scary, sigh…” Hermione sighed helplessly, then drew her wand and pointed at Ron's vomit with disgust. “You're really pathetic, throwing up so much. Scourgify!”

Hermione cast a spell to clean up the mess Ron had made, then glared at him disapprovingly.

“It's not my fault, weren't you guys scared silly just now too?” Ron scratched his head awkwardly, then suddenly laughed. “But there's good news, isn't there? The professor actually directly included us in the 'Tactical Club'. I thought we'd have to go through layers of selection.”

“Indeed, we worried for nothing for so long.” Harry also came to his senses from the terrifying scene just now, joked with the others for a few words, and then continued to head to the Great Hall.

But after experiencing such an incident, Harry and his group had lost their appetite. He was afraid of eating something strange like Kevin and then being poisoned.

In the Great Hall, they also heard about other sudden incidents from other people. It seemed that Anduin had already started attacking people before he attacked Kevin.

These attacks came extremely abruptly. Some were spells shot from inexplicable corners, some were people being approached and hit with a club, and another poisoning incident like Kevin's had occurred, and it happened to a seventh-year Slytherin student.

However, when the other poisoning incident occurred, although they were also caught off guard, they managed to cope with it. Gemma Farley from Slytherin had a legendary item with detoxification functions, which happened to help.

In just one morning, Harry and his group heard about seven or eight sudden attacks. This frequency was a bit scary, causing the entire academy to be panicked. Even moving in the corridor, everyone looked suspicious, obviously frightened.

Harry and the others spent the day without any more mishaps. Around six o'clock in the afternoon, the group cautiously walked towards the Tactical Training Studies office.

“Ron, we're just going to Professor Wilson's place now, there's no need to be so nervous, right?” Harry looked speechlessly at Ron, who was slowly shuffling forward against the wall. This guy seemed to have developed post-traumatic stress disorder.

“You never know!” Ron stared at the others. “Didn't you hear at noon? George and Fred were also selected for the 'Tactical Club', but didn't they get beaten up by Hog?”

“They were beaten up perhaps just because of personal grudges, right?” Hermione sighed. “Who told those two to provoke him when they saw Hog? I'd say they deserved it!”

“It's not a good habit to talk bad about people behind their backs, Miss Granger!”

The twins' voices suddenly came from behind them. When they turned around, they saw George and Fred with bandages wrapped around their heads. They caught up with the group with smiles, apparently also preparing to go to Anduin's office, and happened to run into the others.

“I'll say it to your faces too.” Hermione pouted proudly. “Others are passively encountering surprise inspections, but what about you? You just had to go and provoke Hog.”

“How did we know at the time? Hog participated in almost all the surprise inspections today. He appeared in front of us inexplicably, we naturally thought he was coming for us, who would have thought he was just here to deliver a message.” Fred shrugged, feeling wronged.

“That's not a reason for you to pull out your wands and attack him, right.” Harry also glanced at the two speechlessly.

He had just heard that as soon as Hog appeared in front of them, George and Fred rolled up their sleeves and rushed up, but they were still beaten black and blue.

“Alright, alright, stop laughing at us.” George laughed awkwardly. It was embarrassing enough to be unable to beat a dog, and even more painful to be severely beaten twice. This time, he and Fred had used all their skills, using all the combat techniques Anduin had taught them, but who knew they would still be beaten to a pulp.

The two groups joked and made fun of each other as they arrived at the Tactical Training Studies office on the fourth floor. Then they saw that the door was naturally open, and it was already full of people inside.

Among them were Draco, Susan, Hannah, and other classmates Harry was familiar with, as well as older students from the same house like Percy and Wood, and of course, many unfamiliar students from other houses.

Seeing Harry and the others walk into the office, Wood was the first to greet them with a smile. “Hi, it seems you guys have also been selected for the club by the professor, well done.”

“Thank you, are everyone here?” Harry smiled modestly, then couldn't help but ask.

“That's right!” At this time, Percy, the third Weasley brother, also leaned over. “We all received Hog's notification, but I heard George, you two had a fight with him?”

“No, they were beaten up.” Ron covered his mouth and snickered.

Just as these brothers were teasing each other, Hermione looked at Percy with some confusion. “Didn't the professor say before that there would be a selection to determine the members of the club? How was the selection made directly?”

“Hehe, the Sorting Ceremony also said it was a test at the beginning, but wasn't it just decided by a hat?” Wood obviously understood Anduin's thoughts better.

“So even the professor is fooling people?” Hermione pouted unhappily. Deep down, she was actually quite looking forward to a similar exam.

“Everyone, quiet!”

Just as everyone was chatting and sharing their joy, Hog swaggered in from outside the door, while also ordering everyone around.

Seeing that only Hog appeared and not Anduin, everyone was no longer surprised. They all knew that Hog's role was somewhat similar to Anduin's assistant, and anything related to the Tactical Training Studies course could not avoid him.

“Where's the professor? Wasn't it agreed that we would gather? And why choose this time, my stomach is about to starve.” Although he knew that Hog was probably just a mouthpiece, the twins still had to interject.

“Stop talking nonsense, you'll see him soon.” Hog glanced at the twins with disdain. “What? Are you itchy again? Aren't there enough bumps on your heads?”

George and Fred were furious at Hog, but they couldn't act out because of the current environment, and Hog jumped triumphantly onto the desk, then took out a stack of parchment.

“Everyone come over, I'm going to take you to the official meeting place next, but everyone needs to sign a confidentiality agreement first.” Hog distributed the parchment in his hand to the surrounding students one by one, and explained loudly.

“Confidentiality agreement? Why sign such a thing? My father said not to sign magic contracts with others casually, otherwise you'll be sold without knowing it.” Malfoy didn't respect Hog in front of him as much as he respected Anduin, so he immediately put on a young master's posture and looked at him.

Hog was even less likely to give Malfoy a good look. “Not signing means withdrawing from the 'Tactical Club' established by Professor Wilson, anyway, we don't force it, the door is over there, please!”

“You!” Malfoy glared at Hog angrily. “But you have to tell us why, right? Magic contracts are very serious things!”

In fact, not only Malfoy, but also many other people showed worried expressions. They had been taught since childhood not to sign contracts with strange wizards casually.

Seeing this, Hog had to explain a little, “After entering the 'Tactical Club', you will be exposed to many of Professor Wilson's confidential projects and works, many of which involve national security, you should also be clear about Professor's status, it is understandable to sign a confidentiality agreement with you!”

After he said this, everyone around couldn't help but look at each other curiously, what is so mysterious about something?

“Okay! I'll sign! I believe Professor Wilson wouldn't harm us.” Percy took the lead to sign his name on the parchment.

In addition to him, the other brothers of the Weasley family did not hesitate, they didn't believe that Anduin would scam them.

Seeing Percy's actions, the others also acted one after another, anyway, it was just a confidentiality agreement, not an Unbreakable Vow.

Seeing this, Malfoy and Parkinson beside him had to grit their teeth and follow suit. Although he had some small concerns, he was still reluctant to part with the legendary items he had seen before.

“That's right!” Hog nodded in satisfaction. “Okay, next, please enter the alchemy world that belongs to Professor Wilson!”