Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 501 Shattering Curse

Chapter 501 Shattering Curse

Dumbledore wasn't at school.

Xilun had already guessed that this would happen, so when he saw that the dripping stone beast did not respond to the command, he turned around and went downstairs to go to class first.

He wasn't in a hurry about what was going on between Harry and Sirius, considering that students had limited allowances and there would only be two or three Hogsmeade Weeks per term.

The last time Hogsmeade was before Halloween, and based on Siron's experience, the second time might have to wait until the second semester.

Dumbledore can't stay away forever, can he?

Moreover, after learning that Sirius might have problems, Sirius felt that he wouldn't be completely unprepared.

Just as Xilun jogged to the door of the Transformation Classroom, the bell rang to signal the end of class.

Strictly speaking, he was actually late, but fortunately Professor McGonagall didn't say anything. She just gave Siron a stern look, signaling him to find a seat quickly.

But Harry and Ron, who arrived later, didn't receive the same treatment. If Siren arrived just in time, then these two were genuinely about five minutes late.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Professor, we went to write a letter, which took some time, so we're late—"

When they stood at the door, even Ron, who had been excited since the beginning, couldn't smile anymore and looked at Professor McGonagall with a nervous expression.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley—I thought you had learned to tell time," Professor McGonagall said expressionlessly.

But soon she seemed to remember something, and her tight lips relaxed slightly.

"Gryffindor loses 10 points, 10 points per person, now come in quickly."

Harry and Ron quickly ran into the classroom and sat down in the empty seats next to Siron.

Although they were deducted twenty points, the two of them looked very happy, as if Professor McGonagall had just informed them that the Christmas holidays had been brought forward.

"Luckily, it was only twenty points deducted," Ron muttered as he flipped through his book. "I thought we were going to be locked up this week."

His words were not without reason. Professor McGonagall was particularly strict with the fifth-grade students. If anyone in other grades was late, didn't hand in their homework, or was daydreaming in class, they would only lose points. But the fifth graders would most of the time be put in detention.

According to feedback from other Gryffindor students, detention usually involves copying textbooks in an empty classroom over the weekend, including "The Intermediate Transfiguration Guide" and other Transfiguration books.

But none of them are thin; if I were to copy them all, I would have spent the entire weekend doing so.

"Yes," Harry nodded. "Thank goodness we didn't. This Saturday is our match against Slytherin, and I can't even imagine how angry Angelina would be if we got put in detention."

Angelina Jensen, a seventh-grader, is the new captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team after Oliver Wood.

Lately, with the first match approaching, she has become increasingly irritable, like a powder keg that has been squeezed to its limit.

During the last training session, she flew into a rage because of Ron's two mistakes.

If she knew that a Seeker and a goalkeeper were being held in jail for being late and wouldn't be able to play—

Harry shuddered involuntarily; it was hard to say whether what was to come or the nightmares he had just experienced were more terrifying.

The nightmare may be fake, but Angelina could very well have killed them.

"I guess Professor McGonagall must have read the Daily Prophet too," Harry thought, recalling the fleeting change in Professor McGonagall's expression just now.

"She knew you were going to write home, which is why she made an exception for us."

"I don't think you need to worry too much," Celen said. "Even if Professor McGonagall were to put you in solitary confinement, she wouldn't choose this week."

Professor McGonagall is the professor who loves Quidditch the most of all, and she almost never misses a single match. Moreover, Gryffindor has won the Quidditch Cup for several consecutive years, achieving a result that has not been seen for a long time. Under these circumstances, she is unlikely to actively weaken the Gryffindor team's strength.

Anyway, I can be locked up anytime, as long as I can finish copying the book, any day is the same.

"Do you really think this is something to be happy about?" Hermione turned around from the front. "You should be glad this is Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, not Snape's Potions class."

"If that's the case—we'll just go find Fred and buy him some quick-fix truancy candy," Ron muttered under his breath.

There was one more thing Ron didn't say: if the quick-acting skipping candy didn't work, he would really hurt himself. He would never go to the underground classroom when he was already late.

Today's metamorphosis class was an introduction to interspecies transformation, a more advanced branch of transformation techniques, and also lays the foundation for learning human metamorphosis next year.

However, since it was an introductory course, Professor McGonagall did not rush everyone to practice. Instead, she repeatedly emphasized the complexity of cross-species transformation and the potential problems that might arise.

Whether it was pre-arranged by the professors or not, Professor Flitwick also started teaching new material in Charms class. They had just learned the Summoning Charm, and according to their usual routine, these past few days should have been a review of previously learned spells.

Professor Flitwick, however, had them turn to the second half of "Standard Spells, Level 5".

Shattering Spell.

It is also one of the most powerful spells they have ever learned. If used in conjunction with the petrification spell, its effect is comparable to the Avada Kedavra curse.

Powerful spells are generally not easy to learn, and the Shattering Spell is no exception.

"When chanting the mantra, your voice must be clear and firm, and most importantly, you must not hesitate!" Professor Flitwick said in a shrill voice, "Repeat after me, 'Crush to pieces!'"

"Crush to pieces!" everyone shouted in unison, their voices scattered and interspersed with inexplicable laughter.

"No, you need to use more force," Professor Flitwick said. "At the way you were doing it, you could probably only peel a cooked potato."

"In addition, wrist movements are also very important. The movement for the Shattering Charm is very simple: maintain your center of gravity, forcefully extend the wand forward, and the movement must be firm and without hesitation."

"Now, everyone, please use the wooden sticks on the table instead of wands and practice with me—"

When the Charms class ended, almost everyone walked out of the classroom rubbing their wrists.

Because the Shattering Charm was too powerful, Professor Flitwick was worried about letting these beginners practice in the classroom, so they didn't touch their wands at all in this class and practiced with wooden sticks instead.

This is indeed much safer, and there haven't been any more incidents of anyone exploding things in the classroom. It's just a bit tiring on the voice and wrists.