Chapter 356 336.

The wand in Scott's hand shook rapidly, and the light of the transformation spell enveloped several old desks.

The eagle chirped, and the four old desks flew and transformed into giant eagles. They grabbed the four Scotts' shoulders with their huge talons and threw them upwards, and then caught them with their backs. The debris surged like waves. Fly towards the ceiling before hitting them.

"Ahhhh..."

For a moment, Eddie and the Weasley twins were screaming loudly.

Although this room where things are hidden is very tall and vast, there are too many various items that have been discarded by teachers and students of Hogwarts over thousands of years. The collapse of the mountains of debris is like a landslide, and there is a loud booming sound. non-stop.

Scott grabbed the feathers on the eagle's back with his hands and squinted his eyes at the chaotic scene of debris constantly collapsing and surging below.

What is this thing called?

He really didn't know how to complain about Fred's luck.

He was lucky, but he clearly just pulled out a magic wand from the pile of debris. How could it cause the entire room to collapse?

To say that he was unlucky, how did he choose the key wand?

You know, nothing like this happened in the "original work"!

At this time, the other three finally stopped exclaiming.

"It's so spectacular!" Fred, the culprit, became excited again.

"This is all your fault, Fred!" George shouted at him, "We were almost buried in the garbage!"

Fred didn't take it seriously. He lay on the back of the eagle, laughed, waved the long wand in his hand, and shouted equally loudly, "This must be an unusual wand!"

"Then you can use it from now on!" George yelled.

"Then I'll give it a try!" Fred waved the long wand in his hand, "The wind is swirling!"

A thin ray of blue light burst out from the tip of the wand and hit the pile of debris below.

"Stop it, you idiot!" George yelled again.

Eddie was also yelling, "Hurricane Curse? What the hell are you doing! Damn it Fred!"

The next second, a hurricane rolled up at the place hit by Fred's spell, and then the scope became larger and larger. Countless lighter weight debris was picked up by the hurricane and swept toward the sky.

The giant eagle carrying the four people nimbly avoided the scope of the hurricane, and they were immediately separated.

Scott frowned and looked at the old books that had been rolled up to the ceiling by the hurricane, and then turned to look at Fred on the other side.

He put the wand against his throat, "The voice was loud."

"George." Scott's amplified voice spread throughout the space, "Is Fred still normal?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fred's voice came from the other side, "The wind is turning suddenly!"

Then another hurricane took shape.

"No, he is not normal at all now!" George's amplified voice came, his tone was a little anxious, "There is definitely something weird about that wand!"

The next moment, Fred's loud laughter came, "Hahahaha... the wind is turning suddenly!"

"Oh my God!" Eddie almost screamed. "He's doing it again. Do something!"

"Tsk."

Scott never expected that he would encounter such a thing just by taking the three of them to see the Room of Requirement.

He first cast a head-soaking spell on himself, and then gave the giant eagle carrying him the task of approaching Fred.

This is not an easy task. As Fred keeps using hurricanes to wreak havoc, the giant eagle's flight has begun to become bumpy, not to mention that there are still a lot of debris picked up by hurricanes in the sky.

Scott simply lay on the back of the eagle and let the giant eagle move in the direction of Fred. He was responsible for using magic spells to block or knock away the approaching debris.

At the same time, he also remotely controlled the giant eagle carrying Fred to cooperate with him.

Scott narrowed his eyes slightly, and when the giant eagle carrying him and the giant eagle Fred was riding passed by each other, he aimed at Fred and cast a disarming spell.

"Expelliarmus!"

The red light of the disarming spell hit Fred accurately. He loosened his grip on the wand, and the long wand and Fred's own wand flew towards Scott together.

At this time, Scott was unable to reach out under the influence of the hurricane.

But he is not helpless.

"The birds flock!"

The tip of the wand in Scott's hand crackled like a gunshot.

Two black crows appeared, flew forward quickly, stretched out their talons to grab the two wands, and then flew back to the back of the giant eagle that Scott was riding.

At this time, the hurricane that had not been replenished had gradually weakened, and the various items and garbage that had been rolled up began to fall down.

"Are you okay? Fred!" George yelled again.

"I'm fine!" Fred shouted back.

Eddie asked in a growling voice, "Then what the hell were you doing!"

"I don't know either!" Fred yelled in reply.

As all the messy things swept up by the hurricane fell back down, the entire huge room finally slowly regained its calm.

"Go down first."

Scott said something and ordered the four giant eagles to slowly land at the edge of the room.

"Fred!"

George quickly jumped off the eagle's back, waded through the debris at his feet, and pulled Fred off the eagle's back.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm fine."

Fred had a smile on his face, but his body leaned against George weakly, seeming to overwhelm him.

"Nothing?" George smiled, "Then why did you become a soft slug?"

Fred said with a bitter face: "That damn wand drained my physical strength."

George said mockingly; "Otherwise, with your magic power, how can you use such a large-scale hurricane spell without stopping?"

Scott and Eddie also got off the eagle's back and walked to the two of them.

Two crows grabbed the wand and flew behind Scott.

"Thank you, Scott." George turned his head and looked at Scott, "You saved us again, especially Fred, the unlucky guy."

"You're welcome, I brought you in." Scott said.

He looked at Fred with some amusement, "But this is the consequence of taking things carelessly, Fred."

"Who would have thought." Fred blinked, "I can only blame my good luck."

Eddie stared at him curiously and asked, "Speaking of which, what did you feel just now?"

"I can't tell." Fred smiled and said, "Maybe the Imperius Curse feels like that?"

Scott turned around and took Fred's own wand from a crow's claws.

He turned around and handed the wand to Fred, imitating Mr. Ollivander's tone and saying, "Remember, the wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Weasley."

"Thank you." Fred raised his hand somewhat weakly and took his wand.

He looked up at another old wand held by a crow behind Scott, "Oh, why didn't that guy control the crow?"

Scott smiled and said, "Of course the crow has no ability to cast spells, it doesn't even have magic power."

"What's the matter with this wand?" Eddie came closer to observe the wand carefully, "Is there a curse inside it?"

Fred said optimistically, "Maybe this is a high-level prank wand."

Eddie looked at him speechlessly.

Even George disagreed with Fred's point of view. He said in a mocking tone: "If it is true, then this prank is too dangerous. It almost cost us our lives."

"Okay." Fred compromised, "It is an evil cursed wand."

Scott waved his wand to turn the giant eagle back into a desk, and then said to the three people: "Let's go out first, I will take this wand to the professor to have a look."

The other three agreed.

So they began to walk towards the door with difficulty over the debris on the ground.

At this moment, Scott looked back and stopped immediately.

"The giant monster specimen." He whispered, "The head fell off."

Hearing his words, the three people walking in front of him also turned their heads.

"Is my hurricane spell so powerful?" Fred murmured, "It can blow off the giant monster's head? Even though it is just a specimen."

"I'll go and see."

In the surprised eyes of the three people, Scott took out a flying broom from the deformed lizard skin bag around his waist.

"Nimbus 2000?" Eddie exclaimed, "You actually have a broom?"

Scott smiled and didn't answer. He sat on the broom and flew directly to the troll specimen.

At this time, the head of the troll specimen had disappeared, and the cross section of its neck was very flat and old, and it didn't look like it had just been broken.

Obviously, the troll's head should have been cut off before the specimen was made, and then spliced ​​on during the specimen making process.

Scott took a closer look and found something wrong.

The cross section of the troll's neck was all atrophied meat, and there were no bones or throats.

Scott looked left and right, lowered his altitude, and picked up a rusty dagger from the side.

Then he flew up again on the broom, stopped at the height of the troll's shoulder, and poked the cross section of its neck with the dagger in his hand.

Poof.

Just like poking through a thin layer of paper, the camouflage film on the cross section was poked through, revealing a huge black hole.

Just as Scott was about to get closer to take a look, he suddenly felt a nasty odor that was unique to the troll.

He quickly cast a Bubblehead spell on himself as a reflex.

"Luminescent Flash!"

The tip of the wand lit up, and Scott got closer again and put the wand in his hand into the hole in the troll's neck.

Only then did he realize that the entire troll specimen seemed to have only a skin, or a shell, and the inside was actually empty.

Scott shook the wand in his hand, and the light ball formed by the illumination spell broke away from the wand and slowly floated down.

This time Scott saw a box, a brass box hidden in the troll's chest.

At this time, the other three people who had been waiting for him for a while had come to the place where the troll specimen was after a difficult journey.

Eddie looked up and asked curiously: "Scott, what did you find?"

Scott did not answer, he was thinking about how to take the box out.

Because the size of the box is larger than the diameter of the troll's neck, it cannot be taken out from above, but looking down at the huge sternum that supports the troll's chest, it is obviously not easy to break.

Eddie took a few steps closer without waiting for Scott's answer, and then jumped away.

"It stinks!" he yelled, pinching his nose. "It stinks ten times more than before!"

George and Fred immediately stopped moving forward.

Scott rode his broom around the body of the troll specimen, but he never found any signs of being broken and then repaired on its body.

Scott turned his head, pointed at the troll, and said to the other three people: "There is a brass box hidden here."

"box?"

Eddie and the Weasley twins immediately became excited upon hearing this.

"Take it out quickly!"

"Look what's in there!"

Scott shook his head, "It's not easy."

"Split into pieces!"

He waved his wand and struck the troll in the chest with a cutting spell.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound like a drum, but the giant monster specimen was unscathed, and there were no marks even on the skin that looked dry, shrunken, and fragile.

"Oh..." Eddie exclaimed, "Use a more powerful spell?"

Scott moved the three of them back a little and waved his wand again.

"Split into pieces!"

"Shattered to pieces!"

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of the magic spell hitting the giant monster specimen was still like a drum, and the giant monster's skin still did not suffer any damage.

"Shattered to pieces!"

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

This time Scott not only hit its chest, back, neck, and even its soft belly, but it still had no effect.

Then he tried making the brass box smaller.

Finally, he used his best transformation spell.

But neither the troll specimen itself nor the brass box hidden in the specimen has undergone any changes.

"Oh, Scott!" Fred said cheerfully, "You are actually stumped by a specimen!"

Scott had stopped what he was doing.

He was not angry, because the more helpless he was, the more it proved that the origin of this specimen was unusual.

He remembered the gift Luna gave him last Christmas - the horn of the poison horn.

But he quickly gave up on the idea.

Although the poison horn beast's horn can create explosions, he has not experimented with it.

If the explosion is not powerful enough, it will not be enough to break the giant monster specimen. If the explosion is powerful enough, it is afraid of blowing up the box.

Next, Eddie and the twins also tried, but to no avail.

"There are only two options that might work now." Scott turned to the other three again.

"What choice?" George asked.

"Go to the principal's office and ask Dumbledore to borrow Gryffindor's sword." Scott said with a smile, "Or, learn his signature spell from Snape, the Shadowless Curse."

George sighed, "This is not a good choice. Of course, rather than asking the old bat, I recommend you go to Dumbledore to borrow Gryffindor's sword."

"No." Fred said, "There is another way."

Hearing what he said, the three Scotts turned to look at him.

Fred turned to look at the crow that followed.

"You still want to use this wand?" Eddie shook his head desperately, "No, this evil wand will make the person holding it attack randomly, and maybe we will be the ones injured!"

George also said: "Besides, doesn't this wand only allow you to use the hurricane spell?"

"No, I didn't make it clear." Fred said, "I was the one who chose to use the Hurricane Curse. This wand only drained my physical strength to enhance the power of the Hurricane Curse!"

Eddie frowned and looked at Fred, "Yourself? Why did you want to use the Hurricane Curse at that time?"

Fred said: "Of course I just thought about it, that idea is interesting, isn't it, but I didn't expect that wand would make me actually do it!"

"Forget it." Scott rejected his suggestion.

He looked back at the long wand held by the crow, "We have no need to use such a dangerous thing."

"It's okay to try." Fred was eager to give it a try, "And with you guys here, I'll be fine."

"No, you wait here..."

Scott was just about to say that he was going to go directly to Dumbledore and be back soon, when Fred moved.

He suddenly jumped up and snatched the long wand from the crow's claws.

"Fred!" George's voice was anxious.

Scott quickly turned his wand and pointed it at Fred.

"Split into pieces!"

A flash of red light hit the giant monster specimen.

Click...

There was the sound of cracks spreading on the giant monster specimen.

At the same time, Fred was completely exhausted and his body fell limply.

"Fred!" George quickly reached out to support him.

Fred paled and the long wand fell from his hand.

"I just said, it's okay." His voice was very weak, but there was still a bit of a proud smile on his face, "Because I don't have much energy left."

George's expression was a bit dumbfounded, "You idiot, what if this damn wand drains you completely? Then you will become a mummy."

Fred smiled proudly again, his voice getting weaker and weaker, "I can feel it, it won't kill me."

After saying that, he rested his head on George's shoulder and fell asleep.

"This guy..." Eddie looked dumbfounded as Fred fell into a coma, and murmured, "As for it?"

"..."

Scott was also speechless.

He also wanted to ask this question.

As for that?

He was already preparing to report the whole thing to Dumbledore. Couldn't he just use Gryffindor's sword then?

As for that?

"Pay attention." George pointed to the specimen that was still cracking. "It's about to come out."

Scott frowned, rode his flying broom backwards for a distance, and landed on his feet.

"Armor protection!"

He raised the wand in his hand and erected a magic barrier in front of George and Fred, and Eddie quickly dodged it.

Then, the tall troll specimen completely cracked, and the shell fell off piece by piece, until finally, the entire troll specimen collapsed.

The dust was flying, and the four people hid behind the magic barrier, but they did not become dusty.

Waiting until the dust settled, Scott put away the flying broom and walked forward.

He pushed the brass box aside with the dagger in his hand.

"Finally got it, it stinks!" Eddie fanned his nose with his hand, "Open it quickly and have a look!"

Scott squatted down and looked at the integrated brass box in front of him with some embarrassment.

The box looked old, but the patterns carved on the surface were very exquisite.

He scratched the box with the dagger a few times, but did not find a place to open it. This thing is more like a cube that looks like it has no gaps at all than a box.

But...

Scott knocked with the dagger again, "It's empty inside."

Eddie also pinched his nose and squatted beside Scott, observing the box carefully.

Scott was still knocking and knocking, but he couldn't find a place to start.

"What's going on?" Eddie also frowned.

Scott shook his head.

"Put it away first." He looked back at the twins, "Let's send Fred to the school hospital first."

As he said, he stood up, rinsed the stinking box with a water-control spell, and put it into the deformed lizard skin bag after drying it.

At this time, the crow had picked up the long wand again and flew beside Scott.

George used a levitation spell to make Fred float up, and several people walked out of the Room of Requirement.

From the eighth floor to the school infirmary on the second floor, the floating Fred attracted a lot of attention.

Of course, this kind of thing is not uncommon in Hogwarts, and Scott has been sent to the school infirmary like this before.

Madam Pomfrey was very angry when she saw Fred.

"You again!" She stared at George seriously, "It's only been a few days? What happened again? Did you fight again?"

As she said that, she looked at Scott and Eddie again.

Because of the experience in the Room of Requirement, several people looked a little embarrassed, as if they had fought.

"No fight, Madam Pomfrey." George said with a smile, "Fred is not injured, just exhausted."

Madam Pomfrey glared at him sternly again, "Of course I know! I can see that he has consumed too much magic and is exhausted!"

After several people sent Fred to the bed, Madam Pomfrey immediately drove them out of the school hospital.

"Let's go to the kitchen first." Scott rubbed his empty stomach.

He left the Room of Requirement just to have dinner, but he didn't expect to be blocked by three people and missed dinner.

George and Eddie certainly had no objection.

The three rushed directly to the kitchen on the first basement floor and began to enjoy dinner under the overly enthusiastic reception of the house elves.

As for Fred?

They were not worried. When students were hospitalized in the school infirmary, the house elves would be responsible for delivering nutritious meals to them.

Eddie looked up at the crow holding the long wand and asked Scott. "Are you going to see Dumbledore later?"

Scott nodded, "Dumbledore or Professor Flitwick."

"Then let's go to Professor Flitwick." Eddie said.

Hearing him say this, even George nodded in agreement.

Scott looked at George in surprise.

"Obviously, Professor Flitwick is easier to deal with." George said with a smile, "Although Dumbledore is a Gryffindor and Professor Flitwick is a Ravenclaw, who makes Dumbledore the greatest wizard of this century?"

Scott laughed.

Although Dumbledore looks approachable, it is still very stressful to get in touch with him.

Compared with him, Professor Flitwick is truly approachable and amiable.

This is probably recognized by all students at Hogwarts.