The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

Fortunately, under the guidance of the Hogwarts teachers and students (Hermione unsurprisingly made her presence felt), Seamus's control over magic improved significantly! The effect was that he went from exploding eight or nine times out of ten times with his wand to exploding six or seven times out of ten.

That's really... remarkable!

When he was alone, Simo often thought about things that teenage boys often think about, such as: His physique is so special and different from others, could he be the heir to xx, the savior of xx, or the king of xxx's harem?

However, Seamus is nothing in reality. He didn't open the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin. The savior's name is Harry Potter. As for the harem king, hahaha, believe it or not, the Gryffindor lionesses will chop you up with a machete.

And forget about a harem; thanks to his constitution, not a single girl likes Seamus, and aside from Dean Thomas, he doesn't even have any male friends. As for Harry, Ron, and Neville? They're just casual friends.

"Why do I have so few friends? Why don't I have any female friends?" Seamus began to feel the anxieties of adolescence as he circled the corpse of the Dementor.

But Simo soon realized that such agonizing was incredibly foolish; he should be thinking about how to solve his constitution problem instead. This useless, explosive constitution.

But to be honest, Simo was quite surprised by himself today. He never imagined that his "explosive talent" would actually be useful, at least saving his life. But such useful opportunities are truly rare!

“And the debt has increased again,” Simo said dejectedly, but being an optimist and dreamer, Simo quickly cheered up.

"If only there were a place where I could use my explosive talent and escape my debts." Seamus knew he was dreaming, but it was nighttime, so what was wrong with dreaming? What's the difference between someone without dreams and a salted fish?

"Give me a place like this."

"Give me a place like this."

. . . . . .

Seamus circled the Dementor's corpse, uttering nonsensical thoughts and wondering why the professors hadn't arrived yet. Even the caretaker, Mr. Filch, shouldn't be this slow.

"Huh, how come there's a door here?" After walking around countless times, Seamus was surprised to find a very smooth door behind him, whereas he clearly remembered that there had only been walls here before. The tapestry of "The Troll Beats Barnabas" opposite him seemed to be mocking Seamus's foolishness.

"What's going on?" Seamus looked around, wondering if he had stumbled upon a secret classroom in Hogwarts Castle.

After all, according to the Weasley brothers, there seem to be many secret rooms and passages in the castle, most of which can only be discovered under specific conditions, and once entered, they will return to their previous hidden state.

"So that's how it is?" Seamus instantly discovered a new way to play the escape room: hide inside, close the door, and get your debt forgiven before the professors find out, yeah!

Weird.

As I said, with such an obvious explosion scene, Simo had no way to escape.

But that doesn't stop the brave Gryffindors from exploring the unknown and having a little adventure inside the castle, does it?

Without hesitation, Simo opened the door, but before he could even see what was inside, a huge suction force pulled him inside, followed by a burst of colorful light and a dizzying spin.

With a bang, the door slammed shut and quickly transformed back into a wall. Apart from a corpse and the chaotic scene of the explosion, nothing seemed to have changed.

Silently, two figures appeared at the other end of the corridor. Albus Dumbledore glanced at the messy scene, then stared quietly for a while at the spot where Seamus had disappeared.

After a long silence, Professor Dumbledore said to those around him, "The gap between worlds has widened again. Minerva, it seems I'll have to give Sybil a raise."

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After a long while, Professor Dumbledore said to the cat beside him, "Minerva, tell our little cooks (referring to the house-elves) to add a chicken leg to Sybil's (the Divination professor) dinner tomorrow."

The mottled tabby cat leaped forward and instantly transformed into the sharp-eyed Professor McGonagall, who said, "Albus, I must remind you, Sybil won't thank you; she's on a diet lately."

"That's such a shame."

1. If you're so accommodating, then even something as trivial as time travel is no problem, right?

"who are you?"

When Simo woke up, he found himself lying under a clear blue sky. Before losing consciousness, Simo clearly remembered that he seemed to have been hit by an explosion in a tunnel filled with rainbow light.

Why is it daytime? Outdoors?

Simo was puzzled for a moment, but he quickly stopped worrying about it when he saw a girl.

A girl with bright, sparkling eyes looked at Simo. She was about the same age as Simo. Underneath a black cloak, she wore a white top and a gray pleated skirt.

Peach-pink hair, fair skin, and large, watery eyes. Simo's heart began to race involuntarily.

She's so cute, Simo thinks she's like a doll.

Is the uniform she's wearing from some school? I've never seen it before, but the style is somewhat similar to Hogwarts'.

There were many people around wearing the same black cloaks, but most of them just pointed and whispered. The grassland stretched slowly into the distance, and a stone castle came into view.

Although it has its own unique charm, Seamus had no reason to feel that Hogwarts was more beautiful, more spectacular, or more magnificent.

My head hurts, and my body aches a bit too. With plenty of experience being bombed, Seamus shook his head and said, "You ask who I am? My name is Seamus Finigan."

Honestly, it's basic etiquette to state your own name before asking someone else's. But Simon wouldn't be so foolish as to say that; cute girls always have some privileges, don't they?

Simo would never admit that he actually felt nervous because the cute girl was talking to him.

"Where are you from, a commoner?" the lovely girl continued to ask.

"civilian?"

Pure-blood nobles?

Seamus subconsciously raised an eyebrow. His father was a Muggle, although his mother was a wizard. But according to the mysterious man's theory, he was a bastard, so Seamus had no liking for the Slytherin pure-blood nobles who were obsessed with the theory of bloodlines.

The crowd around her slowly moved closer to Seymour. Boys and girls alike were wearing the same uniforms as her and holding wands.

A group of wizards around my age, speaking English, made Seamus wonder if he had accidentally entered an American school? Because besides Hogwarts, there is no other magic school in England.

But when did a nation of immigrants like the United States have magic schools? And when did it have nobility? The Earl of Santiago, bestowed by the President of the United States? The Earl of William, who could manipulate American elections? Is this the latest joke?

Seamus knew that conservative pure-blood families were quite averse to the United States, because immigration inevitably meant a large number of mixed-race people, so there could not be any pure-blood families in the United States.

Similarly, other Commonwealth countries, as former colonies, could not be allowed by the British Empire to possess large-scale magical warfare capabilities.

Other established countries share the same idea, which is why the three major magic schools in Europe have always been Beauxbatons, Durmstrang, and Hogwarts.

In short, this doesn't look like an American school. So where is this place?

Suddenly, Simo felt that he might not even be on Earth anymore.

He discovered that there were two moons hanging in the western sky, and they were so close to the ground!

Although you can see the moon during the daytime on Earth in the latter part of each month if the weather is clear, there are two moons in total.

Well, at least Seamus now understands: Hogwarts Castle is connected to another world! As a wizard, Seamus says this situation isn't entirely unacceptable.

However, before Simo could even celebrate his new life in another world (Mom no longer has to worry about my grades), things changed again.

"Louise, what are you planning to do by summoning a commoner using a familiar?" Someone said this, and everyone except the girl who had been staring at Ximo burst into laughter.

"I just made a mistake," the girl standing in front of Ximo said angrily in a voice like a bell.

"You've got it wrong? Louise, you always seem to get things wrong, don't you?"

"As expected of Louise Zero!"

Someone said something that made everyone burst into laughter.

Simo was certain that the girl who had been watching him was named Louise. Louise, isolated, mocked, and ridiculed by everyone, evoked sympathy from Simo, who shared similar experiences.

[She seems to be like me.] This thought popped into Seamus's mind.

"Mr. Gruberu!"

The girl called Louise shouted angrily, and a middle-aged man stepped out from the crowd. Seamus's expression became peculiar upon seeing him, because his attire was truly...

Is it retro? Or nostalgic? Or perhaps "antique"?

Mr. Gruberu was carrying a very large wooden staff, and he was wearing a black robe, which is very common among magicians. What kind of outfit is that?

This guy looks like a medieval wizard! Is there anything wrong with his taste?! Even Dumbledore wouldn't wear something like this. And wands and such are long gone; isn't he worried about being recognized by Muggles?

Just as Simo was lost in thought, the girl called Louise stood up with a look of determination on her face.

"Please give me another chance!"

"please!"

Please give me another chance!

She said this while waving her hands.

This girl is quite cute. What could be causing her such anxiety? Ximo felt a little worried for her.

[If only there was something I could do to help her.] Simo thought to himself.

“What is it, Miss?” Mr. Gruberu said.

"Please, please let me summon it one more time."

【call?】

[Summon what? I think they mentioned it just now.]

Based on the fact that he had come to this other world, Ximo seemed to have a clue.

The man known as Mr. Gruber shook his head and said, "That won't do, Miss Louise."

"Why not?" The girl seemed genuinely anxious, but Simo, who was somewhat aware of his own identity, couldn't help but feel annoyed. Was he really that unpopular with girls?

"This is the rule; you must summon familiars before you become second-year students, just like you're doing now."

[A familiar? What?]

Simo could hardly believe his ears. How could he, a sorcerer and a minor, be summoned as a familiar? Shouldn't he be the savior summoned by a princess or saint from another world to defeat the great demon king? (Simo admitted that he had played quite a few Muggle RPG games during the summer vacation.)

But no one paid attention to Seamus's frustrated expression. The girl Louise and Mr. Gruberu were having a heated argument, and everyone's eyes were on them.

"You will fix your attributes based on the familiars you summon before moving on to more specialized courses. Once a familiar has been summoned, it cannot be changed. If you ask why, it's because the summoning of a familiar in spring is a sacred ritual. Whether you like it or not, you can only make it your familiar now."

"But I've never heard of someone making a commoner their familiar."

As soon as Louise finished speaking, another burst of laughter erupted around her. She glared at the people around her, but they did not stop laughing.

[A familiar summoning in spring? Sacred? What on earth is going on?]

2. So, are you my master?

Simo sensed there was more to the story, but the other party seemed to intend to replace him, which made Simo both amused and slightly resentful. Was being made a familiar a disservice to you?

At that moment, Simo had no idea what a huge trouble he would soon be embroiled in.

“This is a tradition, Miss Valier, and the school will not allow any exceptions. He,” the middle-aged retro magician pointed to Seamus, “Although he is just a commoner, since you have summoned him, he must become your familiar. Although there has never been a precedent for this before, we must prioritize the rules set forth for the spring familiar summoning. If we do not allow him to become your familiar…”

Ximo raised an eyebrow again. "Commoner" and all that? Is being a pureblood so great? Wait, this is another world. Maybe being a commoner doesn't mean what I'm thinking.