Chapter 1670: ?Destroyed

"Did you find anything?"
Professor Flitwick not only couldn't understand the question, but also couldn't see what the Horcrux's answer meant. He buckled his bald head in confusion.
"I see Voldemort's character weakness." Su Ming motioned Hermione to close the diary, and talked freely: "Even the soul fragments of Voldemort in his youth, the diary interacts with the outside world based on his own personality. . Faced with a problem he didn’t understand, Voldemort’s first reaction was
anxious and angry
. He didn’t want to delve into the essence of the problem, and he was too emotional and didn’t understand too much common sense. Such obvious weakness made him doomed to nothing. ."
"Uh, even so, he almost ruled the British magical world, resulting in'the darkest eleven years.' You seem to be very useless." Dean Ravenclaw leaned on the chair, two A little short leg kicked easily: "And I just want to know the correct answer to the question, rather than being hit by your words."
The death knell shrugged and pulled out a bottle of soda, while satisfying Flitwick’s curiosity:
"First of all, the question did not say that the wizard had any protective measures, which means that he was just flying upwards. There is a common sense that Muggles know, that is, the higher the altitude, the thinner the air, and the corresponding lower oxygen content. Most people will be severely hypoxic at an altitude of 6000 meters. At 8000 meters, the brain can work for up to 4 minutes. At 10000 meters, it will not last more than 1 minute. At 14000 meters, it will only take 10 seconds... At the same time, the temperature at this altitude is minus 70 degrees, enough to freeze ordinary wizards to death."
"So this is an essay question, and there is no definite answer. The wizard will reach a height of 14,000 meters in just over two minutes, but the specific time depends on his physical fitness, so the answer is that he did it before going to the toilet for the first time. will die?"
As the dean of Ravenclaw, Flitwick is naturally very good at brainstorming, and he suddenly realized.
This question is similar to Eagle Ring's question. It is normal that Slytherin can't answer it, not to mention Muggle knowledge, which is definitely the weak link of the purebloods.
He seems to understand something.
"Sure enough, physical fitness is still very useful, so dance and exercise..." the short wizard thought.
Su Ming smiled and nodded at him: "For the sake of you also think this black wizard is Nick Fury, even if you are right."
"Isn't he?" Flitwick turned his gaze back when he saw McGonagall, his mouth twitched a few times.
"I didn't say yes." Su Ming unscrewed the soda and took a sip, then took out a newly supplemented convenient hot pot from his pocket to unpack: "You are not bad, Voldemort's soul fragments are even tested. No, carelessness will definitely kill people."
Professor McGonagall stopped everyone from chatting about it. She was temporarily acting as the principal and tapped the table gently:
"The matter is already very clear. This Horcrux is still handled by Professor Wilson. Because of Hermione and Luna's performance, Ravenclaw will add another 100 points. I will inform the whole school about it at breakfast tomorrow."
Neither Hermione nor Luna had any reaction. One was completely indifferent to the score, and the other was still immersed in the number of gold.
Then Minerva turned her gaze to Ginny and touched the girl's red hair tenderly:
"This time because you are also a victim, and fortunately it did not cause any serious consequences, I will not deduct Gryffindor points...but I will write to inform Molly what happened. Your mother should I told you not to come into contact with self-aware props other than the Sorting Hat? She was much more obedient than you when she was in school, except that she was obsessed with food magic as a Gryffindor."
"No, please don't write to tell my mother!"
Ginny wailed, like a character in the famous painting "The Scream", her hands squeezed her face into a strange shape.
"Now going out for dinner, there is no negotiation."
Professor McGonagall pulled her face, and just now she hugged Ginny like a grandmother to comfort her, she suddenly became a cold-blooded judge and sentenced Ginny to death.
When Molly wrote a roaring letter to Ron last year, Ginny gloated on the sofa at home, but now...
I'm afraid Fred and George will somersault tomorrow.
"Goodbye!" Ginny bowed like a dead heart, and ran out crying.
"Go and watch her, don't let her jump off the building or commit suicide."
Su Ming put the heating pack into the plastic box, poured some mineral water in and closed it, and at the same time confessed to Hermione beside him.
Hermione rolled her eyes. Who would commit suicide because of being preached by her mother? Although it is a bit embarrassing to receive a roaring letter.
She pouted and slid down the high chair, and said as she walked out:
"I went to look at her, but I haven't eaten yet..."
"What have I taught you before? Be prepared for things. You should now consider how you can stop her if she really wants to jump off the building or take poison."
While speaking, Su Ming also drew the Godkiller from his pocket. It is still in the state of a golden wand, but after whispering a word to it, it turned into a golden meat grinder and was fixed on the dining table by the professor. On the edge.
"Isn't it magical? It's very smart, I can't see any traces of casting it." Flivito clicked the small glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked closely at the golden meat grinder, but his nose was hit by the electric current above. For a moment: "Oh, what kind of wand is this?"
Su Ming smiled and stuffed Voldemort's Horcrux into the meat grinder, and explained to Flitwick: "This is the artifact I seized from the God of War during my adventure. It was made by the God of Fire in the heart of the volcano. The metal, and there are enchantments of gods..."
When Hermione heard this, she took Luna and went out, but the blonde girl still held the purse with interest:
"I want to hear."
"He is crazy again, don't listen to his nonsense, God does not exist."
Hermione covered Luna's ears and was dragging her away because Hermione thought she was crazy enough and didn't need to teach more crazy ideas.
Luna shook her head and turned Hermione back with the carrot hanging from her ears:
"I find it interesting."
Hermione sighed. She took Luna's little hand and dragged it out. The effect of her exercise was now evident. At least she was much stronger than another girl who was one year younger:
"He also has a black giant sword. He told me that it was made of Vulcan made of extraterrestrial metal, and the outer layer was plated with silver world-origin metal. Who do you lie? I am a child of a Muggle family, science fiction He doesn't watch as many movies."
"It's more interesting."
Luna blinked her eyes and acted like a baby, trying to stay and listen, but it was useless, she was dragged away by Hermione with her expression on her face.
McGonagall and Flitwick only thought that Su Ming was telling a joke, but Snape was thinking.
After the students had left, the other three in the room watched the death knell shaking the rocker of the meat grinder, and quickly wringed the diary into pieces.
A scream came out of the machine, like someone shouting to a jar buried underground, and then a jet of black smoke spewed out from the filler mouth, which quickly dissipated into the air.
"Is it over?" Flitwick was a little uncertain: "But it's more convenient to destroy the laptop directly."
"Severus, give him a curse."
Su Ming did not relax, but gathered the shredded paper on the tabletop, and put it in a pile on the ground with his feet.
Snape drew out his wand blankly~EbookFREE.me~ and pointed at the pile of paper on the ground. During his trip to the United States, he also occasionally received some pointers from Grindelwald. Now the fierce spell You can cast the spell silently.
The flames burned, showing a faint blue color, and the burning embers tumbling as the air moved, illuminating the face of every professor.
At this moment, a translucent figure appeared on the burning paper pile, which looked like Voldemort when he was young. He seemed to be cursing, but he could not make a sound.
He was burnt to ashes with a painful look, and disappeared completely along with the last remains of the diary.
There was nothing left in the same place. After Snape used the anti-curse to cancel the fire spell, there was only a small black shadow on the ground, and the house elf who was rushed over wiped it away with a mop.
"Heh, play with me and pretend to be dead? It's still tender." Su Ming satisfactorily turned the godslayer back into a magic wand and took it back. At this time, the convenient hot pot also made a pop of boiling water. He lifted the lid and took a breath. , Pushed it to the middle of the table: "Everyone, let's eat together, and without the opinion Horcrux, this year looks to be very safe."
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