A thunderous sound echoed through the Hogwarts castle, echoing in the empty corridors, even the little wizards in the lounge noticed it.

"What happened, Fred?"

"Did you hear that too, George?"

The twins wiped the dust off their faces and looked at each other. The two of them were just playing Crackling Blast. This is a very popular game among Hogwarts students.

Just when the game between the two was at a critical moment, there was a faint thunder from below the castle, which made George's hand tremble, and the whole deck of cards exploded in front of their eyes. The two who were fried were disheartened.

Fred put away the wreckage of the cards with some regret. Just now their castle was short of the last two cards.

"You - can you - don't - play this in the lounge!!" Percy yelled at Fred and George angrily.

Percy was about to graduate, and this was his last year at Hogwarts. Currently, he is preparing for the N.E.W.T. exam, and he is under a lot of psychological pressure. Because he wanted to work at the Ministry of Magic.

For the Weasley family, it is not difficult to want to work in the Ministry of Magic. As a pure-blood family with a long history, it is still very easy to find a job in the Ministry of Magic - even if it is just to make up the numbers, the Ministry of Magic will arrange for a Weasley to work in the Ministry.

But it is very difficult for people from the Weasley family to go to a good department, and they need to work harder than other wizards. The reason is also very simple. The Weasley family has been deliberately marginalized because of the label "pure blood traitor".

And Percy happened to want to work in the core department of the Ministry of Magic. He was not willing to spend the rest of his life in a marginal office like his father. He wanted to go to a core department like the Department of Magic Law Enforcement or the Office of the Minister for Magic. Last but not least, go to a department like the Department of International Magical Cooperation that can work.

This requires his grades to be very good, and it is best to be "excellent" in all subjects. Every extra "good" is to hinder himself.

Ever since, Percy's mood became unstable. Sometimes it's just a little thing that triggers his rage. Such as my own **** brother playing crackling and exploding cards in the common room. The explosion just now scared Percy to draw a slash in his textbook.

Looking at this slash, Percy can be said to be "anger from the heart, and evil to the gut." The more he looked at him, the angrier he became, and he finally yelled at his younger brothers.

After Percy shouted, he regretted it, but there was nothing he could do about it. He wasn't too embarrassed to apologize to his brothers again, so he could only lower his head and pretend that he was studying.

After being reprimanded by their brother, Fred and George wanted to talk back as usual, but seeing their brother reviewing, they both closed their mouths in unison, packed their things obediently, and slipped out of the lounge.

But the cuteness of the two of them ended here. After the two of them got away from Percy's sight, they sneaked out of the lounge. They were a little curious about the noise just now. Decided to find out.

Filch was now physically numb.

The bolt of lightning struck a few meters in front of him, splitting a big hole in the floor of the classroom. Filch only felt that the hairs all over his body stood up, and he felt numb from head to toe, as if there were hundreds of little ants crawling on his body. The same was true for Mrs. Norris at his feet. The hair all over her body exploded, and the whole cat doubled in size.

"The power is acceptable." Tom looked at the big hole on the floor and said very modestly.

After this lightning strike, the clouds and rain that Tom had just summoned also dispersed, leaving only the wet floor and damp air to prove that they had existed.

Hermione, Harry, and Lupine walked out of the rain shelter with complex expressions, not knowing what to say for a while.

"What's the matter?" Tom noticed the unexpected visitor at the door. In fact, when Filch opened the door, he saw this guy. If he hadn't tried his best to change the location of the lightning strike, Filch would probably be an acquaintance of the big guy by now.

"Uh...I just heard a noise...It's curfew now..." Filch calmed down, and opened his mouth to answer after the numbness on his tongue faded away. However, the more he talked, the less confident he was. The reason was very simple. He saw Professor Lu Ping.

Since these three little wizards were mixed with the professor, they must not have sneaked out. It is impossible for him to lock them into the confinement room.

Filch was a little disappointed.

"It's my problem. I was late in making up lessons." Lupine walked up to Filch and explained gently for Harry and the other three.

"Okay, okay," Filch said repeatedly, and backed out of the History of Magic classroom, but he didn't walk away, but looked at the big hole in the floor.

Tom's lightning shattered the floor, and it was so powerful that it even cracked the ceiling downstairs.

"I'll find a way to deal with it..." Lupine's face twitched, trying to get the matter out of the way first. He knew that this floor was not so easy to repair. Hogwarts Castle is magically protected, and it is difficult to damage it, and correspondingly, it is difficult to restore it.

At this time, footsteps sounded again in the corridor, and several deans rushed here one after another. Behind the Heads, Dumbledore also appeared.

"Remus, what happened?" Professor McGonagall asked Lupine after glancing at Harry.

After Lupine finished telling them the ins and outs of the matter, the eyes of several people looking at Tom became very strange.

"Remus, is what you said true? Yordle drew a thunderbolt the first time he used the weather spell—" Professor Flitwick asked a little excitedly. The weather spell is a spell only learned by senior students. , and extremely difficult. Wizards who are proficient in weather spells are very popular in the Ministry of Magic-because most employees of the Ministry of Magic do not understand the principle of weather spells.

However, the offices of the Ministry of Magic are distinguished by weather~lightnovelpub.net~ If the office is convulsed, it may rain all day in your place, making it impossible for you to work at all. At this time, you need a wizard who is proficient in weather spells to help you adjust the weather to be sunny.

"It's true, of course, look at the water stains on the ground." Lupine pointed to the remaining puddles on the ground, which were evidence of just rain.

"Amazing!" Flitwick exclaimed.

With Professor Lupine's proof, Tom can of course pass the test safely. But after the professors dispersed, Dumbledore stopped Tom who was about to leave.

"Yordell, it's time to discuss compensation."

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The last book talked about the cooking package, and today we will continue to talk about the cooking package.

By the way, our community has finally set up a vegetable shopping group and a meat shopping group. The vegetables are really expensive, 58 yuan and 7 catties... Although it is understandable due to special reasons, I still feel very emotional. It is easy for people with connections to make money.

Eat stock!