Human Myth, Lightning Descends / A Wind of Insulation, Lightning Strikes in Response

However, many people saw Harry's actions as a child throwing a tantrum out of resentment.

Wizards' Weather Charm cannot create lightning, so even if Harry restores the clouds, it will only rain, not thunder like before...

Click!!

As if slapped in the face, just as the first raindrop fell again, a fierce lightning bolt suddenly ripped through the sky!

Dumbledore and Moody's expressions froze simultaneously, Tofudi and Burbage, who had been utterly dejected, were now filled with excitement again, while Harry... remained confident!

"Headmaster, look, it's thundering again!" Harry pointed leisurely to the sky as the rumbling thunder began.

"So you can experiment again, right?" Dumbledore's tone was flat and impeccable.

When lightning flashed across the sky again, Dumbledore no longer wanted to stop Harry.

Because he knew that Harry must have a backup plan, and he also guessed what that backup plan was.

Frank, the Thunderbird owned by his former student, Newt Scamander!

Only when that Thunderbird was present could Harry be so certain that thunder would strike again from the sky!

Thunderbird are creatures closely associated with the phoenix. They possess the power to control the weather, and whenever they soar freely, they unleash a tremendous storm.

Just as ordinary wizards cannot control spells related to lightning, Thunderbird cannot normally unleash lightning directly. However, many Magizoologist have discovered that... when Thunderbird continuously traverse rain clouds, they eventually unleash terrifying lightning!

The principle behind the Thunderbird's ability to attract lightning remains a mystery to the entire Wizarding World.

But for Harry, the principle can be summed up in just four words...

Friction electrification

When Thunderbird flies through the clouds, its feathers inevitably rub against the clouds. This friction generates static electricity, and when the charge becomes too much, it turns into lightning that strikes down.

Therefore, with Frank in charge of friction in the sky, Harry only needs to ensure that the rain clouds above Hogwarts remain condensed and do not disperse, and he doesn't have to worry about the lightning not striking down!

"Great! The lightning really came! Let's fly our kites now!" Charity Burbage shouted excitedly from the side, eager to witness the miracle.

"Professor, I think we shouldn't fly the kite this time, lest it get blown up again."

Harry glanced at Moody with a nonchalant air and uttered something that left everyone speechless!

"I'll just fly up there and grab the lightning."

Chapter 591 Human Mythology, Lightning Descends

"What?!" *N

Undoubtedly, this rambling speech once again successfully blew up the scene.

Everyone was astonished by Harry's wild idea. Those who cared about him were filled with worry, while those who usually antagonized Harry began to gloat.

In their view, Harry was just feeling too embarrassed after being taught a lesson by Moody, which is why he made such unrealistic boasts.

Dumbledore was equally surprised that Harry would be so stubborn, after all, for thousands of years, lightning has never been a power that wizards could control!

If Harry acts impulsively out of spite, what if he encounters some danger...?

But just as he was about to speak up to stop him, Harry had already begun preparing for the experiment on his own... and he was preparing from scratch.

He first retrieved the Leyden jars that had been placed on the field beforehand, and after de-charging them, he had Professor Tofty and others check them again to confirm that none of the Leyden jars were charged at this moment.

After that, he rearranged the Leyden jars and drew specially refined fine metal wires on them. He also used flowing wind elements and other spells to create a rainproof and leakproof protective shield on their outer layer.

This process was probably only something that Dumbledore could discern; the others only knew that Harry was casting a spell, but they couldn't understand his setup at all.

After doing all that, Harry had Hermione and Luna Lovegood fetch his suitcase, and then, in full view of everyone, took something out of it...

"Dementor? You... why would you have something like that in your box?!" A distinct unease flashed across Moody's face, as if the Dementor had stirred up some unpleasant memories.

"Sometime during the summer holidays, two Dementor caused trouble in London. The Ministry of Magic covered it up, but the Quibbler later revealed it," Harry said nonchalantly, attaching a dozen large light bulbs connected by wires to the Dementor. "Actually, I handled that... By the way, I didn't use any magic at all."

"No magic used?" Moody was taken aback. "Then how did you solve it...?"

"With my fists," Harry answered before Moody could finish his question. "That's how I beat up those two Dementor —the same way Helena Bloody Baron."

"That's right, I know that part by heart!" Peeves shouted at the top of his lungs. "Lord Granger made a pair of weapons called 'bristle knives,' Helena used with exceptional skill and beat up Bloody Baron to a pulp! Hahaha, praise Lord Granger! Not only did he teach Bloody Baron a lesson, but he also gave me the opportunity to attend the opening ceremony. He's simply the greatest wizard in the world!!"

"Shut up, Peeves." Dumbledore silenced the grizzly's incessant chatter, his gaze towards Harry now clearly questioning. "If there are two Dementor, why is there only one here?"

"Because the other one was already dead," Harry explained casually. "I accidentally broke a lamppost, and the Dementor stepped on the wire and got electrocuted."

"What did you say?" Dumbledore's expression mirrored Moody's astonishment. "Dementor can actually be killed, and by electricity invented by Muggle?!"

"I have the memory of that experience in my mind, which proves that what I said is true, but that's not the point today. And I'll reiterate, electricity was a discovery, not an invention."

Harry shook his head to correct Dumbledore's misunderstanding, then continued, "My purpose today is to summon lightning to charge those Leyton jars, instantly light those dozen or so light bulbs, and incidentally kill that Dementor. Once you see the results, you'll naturally be convinced of what I'm saying."

As he spoke, Harry had completed all the preparations. He gathered all the metal wires together and connected them with another, longer wire, but instead of holding it in his hand, he let it float quietly beside him.

After that, under everyone's watchful eyes, he went straight to Mad-Eye Moody.

"Professor Moody, you just said you could give me some compensation, right? Could I ask you to take charge of the safety measures for this experiment?"

"Oh, tell me, what kind of protection do I need?"

"You just need to stand in the designated spot and cast the Shield Charm." Harry pointed to a spot about five meters away from the Dementor. "My main concern is that when the lightning strikes, the flying debris might hit the students."

"That's fine too."

Moody pondered for a moment. The location Harry pointed to was several meters away from the theoretical point of impact of the lightning, and he wasn't wrapped in any of those metal wires, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

This kid's claim of being able to catch lightning is absurd enough; does he really think he can change the course of lightning at will?

"Harry, if you need someone to provide protection, why don't we professors do it together?"

Dumbledore then stepped forward, choosing a spot not far from Moody, and he brought with him a large group of professors, including Tofudi and Burbage.

Harry realized that Albus Dumbledore was worried that he might harm Moody, so he wanted to drag a group of people down with him.

He probably thought that the lightning would either not strike them at all, or all the professors would be hit together; it was unlikely that only Moody would be unlucky.

Alright, let him wait and see.

"No problem, more people means stronger defenses. Then please, professors, protect the students behind you. I'll go attract the lightning now!"

To everyone's astonishment, Harry, with the wire at hand, slowly flew into the night sky!

"Oh my god! Did you see that? Harry can fly!" "How did he do that?!"

Harry's actions undoubtedly sparked another round of heated discussion. Everyone on the playground was deeply shocked by his flying ability, and several people were so surprised that they almost sat down on the ground.

Among them, the most shocked were definitely Albus Dumbledore and Moody!

They all knew perfectly well that the ability to fly without any external aid was a power possessed only by Voldemort!

Now, this ability has appeared in Harry...

Therefore, they now have a strong suspicion that something exactly happened during Harry's month-long stay in Albania!

However, Harry wouldn't give them much time to be shocked.

"Are you ready? You'd better not blink!"

Standing alone in the night sky, Harry slowly raised his arms above his head.

Well, I originally planned to do a simple kite experiment, but all I got in return were various obstacles and hindrances.

No more pretense, Harry's going to become a human legend today, he's laying his cards on the table!

The pitch-black night sky suddenly brightened, and as a streak of lightning ripped across the horizon, Harry swung his arm, which had been raised high, down with a swift motion!

To everyone's astonishment, the surging lightning seemed to have been truly 'caught' in Harry's hand, and it plummeted rapidly in the direction of his arm's swing!

Lightning strikes!!

Click!!

A thunderclap struck in an instant, and the dozen or so light bulbs Harry had prepared beforehand exploded after a brief flash. The Dementor, whose body was entangled in the wires, was unsurprisingly reduced to ashes!

Just as everyone was shocked by the scene before them, Moody, who was responsible for providing protection, suddenly let out a wail...

"Ugh!!"

(P. S. A fellow reader had the same thought as me: since Moody's identity is questionable, we can just mess with him however we want. But we can't go too far with Albus Dumbledore, after all, he's the principal. Also, thanks for the Sanmiao title, it saved me a lot of brain cells!)

Chapter 592 Insulating Wind, Induced Lightning Strike

A great success!

Having taken in the entire scene from his vantage point, Harry couldn't help but show a rather satisfied expression.

By catching lightning with his bare hands, he not only lit up a bunch of light bulbs but also killed the Dementor. The dozen or so Leyden jars should have been fully charged as well. The results of this experiment were absolutely perfect.

As for Moody, who was mysteriously struck by lightning, don't worry, he won't die.

Thanks, Frank!

Turning back to thank the Thunderbird hidden in the clouds, Harry slowly descended, feeling a sense of relief that he had been to Albania before.

The wind element he possessed in Albania was his trump card that allowed him to safely complete this 'mythical' kite experiment. The reason Harry dared to fly into the sky and provoke Lightning so confidently was also because he had the wind element to rely on.

Wind is essentially flowing air, so in fact, pure wind is the best insulator.

Admittedly, the voltage of lightning is absolutely terrifying enough to break through air, which is an insulator, but as long as Harry has a long conductor nearby—such as the wire he carries with him—he won't be in much danger when lightning strikes.

Because Harry, whose entire body was completely enveloped in wind element, was essentially a resistor with an astonishingly high resistance value, the resistance of the wire next to him was negligible compared to him.

So even if the lightning was strong enough to penetrate the wind element on his body, his body was essentially short-circuited by that wire, and basically no current would pass through it.

This is supposed to be Ohm's Law from junior high school, but it still holds true in the magical world.

Therefore, what the teachers and students of Hogwarts saw was just an illusion. Harry merely made a waving gesture in sync with the lightning; all the lightning was actually drawn down by that wire.

As Harry slowly descended back to the ground, Professor Tofty and the others, their expressions filled with excitement, immediately surrounded him. They had confirmed that Harry's experiment had been a great success, but they were itching to cheer and celebrate right away.

The reason, of course, is Moody, who is lying on the side pretending to be a corpse.

Moody's injuries were severe; his demonic eye and prosthetic leg were shattered, and his entire body was charred black. He lay on the ground, convulsing, emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

"Harry, what happened?" As soon as Harry landed, Dumbledore immediately approached him with a grim face. "Alastor Moody... why is he injured?!"

"I don't know." Harry wasn't intimidated at all by Albus Dumbledore's questioning.

"You don't know?" Dumbledore's face darkened further, and a suppressed flame seemed to ignite in his blue eyes.

"I haven't even seen him, how would I know what happened?" Harry retorted coldly. "Headmaster, I think what you should really be concerned about is why only he was injured, while you and the other professors are all unharmed!"

"This..."

Dumbledore's expression froze. He couldn't read Harry's thoughts, and could only roughly judge from Harry's expression. Seeing Harry so righteous and righteous, he couldn't make up his mind for a moment.

Is this really Mad-Eye Moody's own problem?

Or is it...?

"Madam Pomfrey, let me see."

While Dumbledore in thought, Harry had already bypassed him and rushed to the scene of the incident. Madam Pomfrey was treating Moody at the time, and when she saw Harry arrive, she handed the patient over to him.

The head nurse had always highly regarded Harry's medical skills, and since she couldn't figure out why Moody had suddenly been struck by lightning, she naturally chose to trust Harry.

"Found it!"

After a perfunctory inspection, Harry lifted Moody's clothes and found a metal flask completely deformed by electricity inside his Transfiguration trench coat.

"It's quite clear that the reason Professor Moody was struck by lightning was this wine jug."

Harry showed the 'culprit' to everyone, but inwardly he let out a cold snort.

This lightning strike was, of course, orchestrated by him.

Moody wasn't actually struck directly by lightning; he was injured because of induced lightning, or secondary lightning.

Many people were probably warned by their elders when they were young... Don't go near tall trees during rain and thunder, and it's best to stay at least ten meters away.

This is actually to prevent induced lightning strikes, because once lightning strikes a tree, it will spread in all directions, and if a person is standing too close, they are likely to be struck by lightning at the same time.

Well... to put it simply, it's like Zeus's passive ability in Dota, the Static Field.