My name is Seamus, and I am an ordinary first-year student at a magic school. I have average grades, average looks, and average height. My hobbies are Quidditch like everyone else, but I don't have the same talent as my roommate Harry.

Like other children of the same age, I also like to fantasize, hoping that I am an extraordinary person, a World Cup player in Quidditch, a descendant of a powerful magician. There are different talents hidden in my body, and I will definitely be able to stand tall.

On top of the world, leaving those classmates who laughed at my magic failure dumbfounded and so on.

However, I also know, and I remind myself clearly deep down in my heart, that it is just a fantasy. Harry is Harry, and his father is a powerful school team player. He defeated the Dark Lord when he was only one year old.

, so it is not surprising at all if he becomes a powerful chaser. Draco is Draco. Their family has been a pure-blood wizard for generations without exception, so it is not surprising that he can become a powerful wizard.

Not surprising.

But I am different from these talented sons. I am a hybrid of wizard and Muggle. My ancestors have not accomplished any other great deeds. Even wizards are just ordinary wizards.

So, it's not surprising that my talent is not obvious. I don't have many friends, and I don't have good grades. I like Quidditch, but I can't play this sport myself.

Fantasy only stops at the level of fantasy. The spell can also explode, and so can the crucible.

But I really want to be a great person! Am I really that bad?

At this time, when I was almost overwhelmed by my own lack of prospects, I met him, a person who changed my life - Gandalf Dumbledore, Mr. Principal's brother.

He introduced to me that he was the most powerful wizard who surpassed the principal. Maybe I was still young at the time, and somehow I was stupefied by him after just a few words. I believed what he said, after all, he looked so much like the principal, and he was the principal.

There is nothing strange about his brother. Since he is the principal’s brother, why would he lie?

The most important thing is that I have no value for him to deceive me.

What I didn't expect was that he actually accepted me as his disciple. He said that I was extremely talented and he felt that I could inherit his strength, not from Harry, but from me!

This happiness was like being hit by a pie in the sky, which made me depressed and signed the contract.

Then, the hell-like days began...

In the beginning, it was just a normal practice. Teacher Gandalf was also very kind, but I felt a little tired from practicing three days a week. Although the explosive magic I practiced was powerful, it was too dangerous to show off in front of my classmates. The teacher also let me do it.

I kept his affairs a secret from other people, so I'm just a little sorry.

But as the course progressed, I began to be unable to understand the teacher's theories little by little. The fact that I had no way to show off made me gradually lose the motivation to learn.

It was at this time that Teacher Gandalf showed his fangs.

Because of my laziness, the teacher began to use endless whippings, rulers, pointers, and corporal punishment. The physical pain made me dissatisfied at first, but he took out the contract and pointed it out to me, which stipulated that all educational matters shall be supervised by

Mr. Gandalf has the final say in the text, albeit a small one.

What's more important is that no matter how much physical pain I feel, once get out of class is over, the teacher comes over with magic, and any scars and pain on my body disappear like a lie.

In this way, whether you seek help from classmates or professors at school, if there is no evidence, just let me start from the beginning, right?

I still understand this little thing. I have understood this since I discovered that everyone except me ignored Gandalf's existence.

The teacher is really strong, his knowledge is extremely profound, and his vicious language is also extremely rich. After knowing that kind reminders and education cannot make me completely concentrate on studying, he is no longer kind.

Now I know that Professor Snape's venom is not as good as his eleven.

I was devalued like a bedbug, and his mind-reading words revealed the ugliest desires in my heart. All the secrets I was ashamed of were held in his hands.

I know about the girl Yin likes, the fact that I am jealous of Harry, and the fact that I have a crush on a senior who has a boyfriend...

I was pushed forward like this, but my progress was as rapid as a meteor, which surprised me more and more. The power of various explosion magic became stronger and stronger, until one day, I exploded in the Forbidden Forest.

After breaking a huge boulder, I realized that... I am already so strong?

This was just the beginning. After that, the more I experimented, the more powerful I became aware of myself. Now watching the fight between Harry and Draco, I found that just like novices pecking each other, I can kill both of them with one magic!

Yes, I am so strong.

My heart began to swell more and more at that time. I didn’t want to be enslaved by the demon Gandalf anymore. I was not a learning machine. I didn’t want to be arrested and threatened to learn those calculation numbers and formulas.

I was deceived! I was deceived! I should not have signed the parchment that read the Disciple Contract and the Slave Contract.

However, I also know how powerful that demon is. If we confront him head-on, he will definitely be beaten up, right? Yes, it is really like being hung up and beaten.

So I must not break through head-on. I want to attack by sneak attack, and I need a magic that can kill with one hit.

Just a few days ago, I learned a magic that was highly praised by that demon and used the combination of all the magic in the body to release a single fatal blow - the ultimate explosion eplosion.

He also specifically reminded me that I would find a red-eyed girl named Megumin to pass on this magic in the future.

This magic can definitely punish him. Hehe.

Just like that, on a Friday afternoon, I skipped school and came to the corner of the agreed-upon edge of the Forbidden Forest, secretly found a spot facing the only way to get here, and quietly waited for his arrival.

Today is the moment of great revenge!

Not long after, the old figure appeared under the shade of the trees ahead.

See, devil, this is the karmic fire of punishment!

"The ultimate explosion!!!!"

As the magic was released, the violent and loud sound and the smoke and dust blown outward shocked my brain, which was trembling!

And I fell to the ground because my magic power was suddenly drained.

As the smoke and dust dispersed around the figure, the situation inside was revealed. Several meters of land was almost scorched black as if it had been washed over by fire. No one could survive there.

I succeeded!

But before I could completely raise the corners of my mouth, a voice suddenly came from the other side of the smoke.

"The impact point is 15 degrees and 9 centimeters off. The distance is well controlled and the power is decent. About 85 points, right? But the opponent's choice is not good, zero points."

The sound of footsteps gradually reached my ears.

"Are you a dummy?"

A foot stepped on my back, but I didn't have the strength to resist, and my heart was as gray as ashes.

"Again, are you a fool?"

Ah, I'm done.

"I won't say it for the third time, but what do you think? Who gave you the courage to challenge me? Liang Jingru? I taught you all your skills. Don't I know how much you weigh?"

Yes. My magic is all taught by my teacher.

"You didn't clearly recognize the gap between us and the enemy, you didn't leave yourself a way out, you didn't even set up a trap. Where's the alchemy bomb I taught you? Do you think you missed class innocently and thought no one would know? Just think about it and you'll know something is wrong. You need to be prepared.

Right? Do you think I haven’t seen your usual little thoughts? Don’t ask me how I know, I just saw it.”

"What? You can't persist in hard training, do you still want to become a god? Who gave you the confidence? Why did you become so inflated?"

"But forget it, I won't teach you a lesson today."

The feet on his back suddenly moved away, and the teacher's tone became kinder.

"Based on the magic just now, I realized that I have nothing to teach you anymore. You are free and can start teaching. More importantly, I am tired of it. Teaching disciples is no longer fun."

Although I was relieved to have escaped, I should be happy to hear that I was free, but why...

"Take these two notebooks and study them yourself later. Don't say you are my disciple when others ask. It's embarrassing."

My heart is empty.

"I'm leaving so you can take care of yourself in the future. Today is the last class, bye."

teacher……

I was wrong, sorry.
Chapter completed!