Hagrid Unstoppable

What was Seamus Finnigan's talent?

Anyone who had taken classes with him knew that this legendary Gryffindor could turn any spell into explosive magic, with absolutely no logic behind it.

Filius Flitwick had spent decades studying Charms, yet he still could not figure out just how badly a Levitation Charm had to go wrong to produce the effects of Bombarda.

But Seamus had done it. Even his incantation and wand movement at the time could not really be called wrong; they had merely been a little unorthodox.

As McGonagall watched Seamus's eyes light up and Silvan, who had rushed over after hearing the commotion, she suddenly felt that wands did not need to be made quite so well—at least, some talents truly did not need any further enhancement.

"Give my regards to your grandfather, Silvan." Before leaving, McGonagall deliberately walked over to Silvan and said quietly, "If we win this time, I hope he can keep at it for a few more years."

McGonagall hurried away after saying that, leaving Silvan and the others thoroughly confused.

"Silvan, why did Professor McGonagall suddenly mention your grandfather?" Hermione asked curiously.

"I don't know either." Silvan scratched his head. "Maybe it reminded her of something from the past. I remember that when she first started school, the wizarding world was going through a long war too—well, probably."

Silvan was not entirely sure himself, but this was clearly not the time to discuss it. Outside the castle, those elite Death Eaters had already broken into the school. With their arrival, the wizards on the towers were coming under increasing pressure, and their defenses had begun to collapse bit by bit.

Looking down from here, the nearest Death Eaters were already close enough to touch the stone steps.

Just then, a massive figure suddenly charged