Chinese Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 200 The Gates of Hogwarts Will Be Open to You Tonight (Take Leave to Make up for the Update)

Chapter 201 The door of Hogwarts will be open to you tonight (take leave to make up for the update)

Soul. The location of the Horcrux?

Dumbledore, who had always been able to remain calm, finally changed color and stared at Zhang Xiao with blue eyes.

The momentum that came to his face even made Zhang Xiao feel a little uncomfortable to breathe, but fortunately Dumbledore soon realized it.

He adjusted his emotions and said softly:

"Zhang, are you talking about the location of the Horcrux?"

Zhang Xiao nodded and took a deep breath. If it was just a small fight before, it was different this time. As long as he said it out loud, everything would change.

Because what he said even filled in Dumbledore's own life, as well as Professor Snape's.

It was Dumbledore's death that made Voldemort completely crazy. It can be said that the wizarding world paid a painful price to eliminate Voldemort.

But now as long as he said it out loud, everything would be different. Besides, the Taoist sect can really use the soul to calculate the location of other souls!

"Of course, although it takes time, it is indeed possible!"

If Dumbledore had known the number of Horcruxes before, the clouds would have just dispersed a little. Now he only felt that the sun was shining. Even now that Tom was standing in front of him, Dumbledore felt that he could smile and say hello to him.

"This is really. Great."

Dumbledore was in a good mood. He even took out a bottle of wine with a smile, poured himself a glass, and drank it happily.

"No wonder your grandfather asked me to leave the diary to you, saying that it was destined to be in your hands and have 'yuan' with you."

Dumbledore tasted the word 'yuan' and felt that it seemed that this word encompassed a lot of things and could express a lot of meanings.

He even had the idea of ​​learning Chinese again. As a language genius, Chinese should not be difficult, right?

Zhang Xiao put the diary away and looked at the transparent liquid in Dumbledore's goblet with envy. Mint Liqueur was one of his favorite foreign wines in his previous life.

It was very comfortable to drink. Damn it, he didn't even have a glass for himself!

"By the way, Professor Dumbledore."

Zhang Xiao suddenly remembered something and took out a small silver cube from his bag.

"How do I use this gift you gave me?"

"Oh?" Dumbledore put down the goblet and said with a smile: "I thought you liked the feeling of slowly exploring by yourself.

I took away the instructions Nico gave me on purpose."

Who likes it? Who likes it? Why don't you give me the instructions?

"No, professor, if we know each other longer, you should find that I am probably lazier than you can imagine."

Rolling is just for lying down better in the future. If you can lie down comfortably directly, who wants to roll up!

"This is a bit beyond my expectation, because in my opinion, your desire for exploration and diligence are beyond my imagination."

Dumbledore picked up the cube and held it in his palm. As the silver cube underwent complex deformation, a pocket watch appeared in his palm.

He opened the back cover, revealing the sophisticated mechanical structure inside:

"I wonder if you have discovered this?"

Zhang Xiao nodded: "Yes, this block seems to be filled with complex mechanical mechanisms directly, but I tried a few other things, and it did not fill the structure as I imagined."

"You are only half right," Dumbledore nodded in appreciation, "This is one of the greatest achievements of my friend Nicolas Flamel's life. He even thinks that this little gadget can represent his level better than the Philosopher's Stone."

Dumbledore stared at the silver block: "It has no name, and its function is very simple, that is, record-record something you have completely transformed."

Record? Zhang Xiao's ears stood up.

"Zhang, even for me, it takes a lot of effort to transform such a complex structure, but as long as the transformation is completed"

He used his slender fingers to touch a small bulge on the pocket watch, on which there was a complex alchemical symbol:

"Then use the magic wand to touch here, chant the spell 'record', and this block will remember the transformed things.

For example, what you found is a few small gadgets I recorded, and then when needed, we only need to transform into the recorded appearance.

This block will automatically fill in according to the recorded things."

So powerful? Zhang Xiao looked at his magic wand, and then at the small silver block, always feeling that this small block can truly deserve the word Qianji.

"And transforming complex things is also a great exercise for you."

Zhang Xiao hurriedly asked: "Professor Dumbledore, is there an upper limit to the things that can be recorded?"

"Yes, 256 kinds, after the record is full, you can only release the things recorded before."

256? That's enough, Zhang Xiao nodded happily and took the block back.

"Professor, I will go back first. I will come to you when the location of the first Horcrux is revealed."

Dumbledore nodded, smiled and watched Zhang Xiao leave. When Zhang Xiao opened the door, he suddenly said:

"Zhang" Dumbledore's voice was a little heavy.

He said slowly: "In the end, I have a very important advice to tell you - if possible, don't use your wand to directly end anyone's life!"

Zhang Xiao paused and turned around: "I will remember this advice, Professor Dumbledore!"

"That's good. I wish you a speedy recovery. Your friends are waiting for you to return to Hogwarts."

"Thanks"

Zhang Chengdao and Li Qingshu had just arrived in England, and before they had time to rest, they rushed back non-stop.

St. Mungo's was very angry about Frank and Alice's discharge. Several therapists stopped at the door, excited:

"No, you can't take Alice and Frank away! This is murder!

They are weak and fragile and must be cared for! "

This made everyone very helpless. In the end, it was Dumbledore who stepped in and reluctantly let these therapists go. Because the wand was a production tool, these therapists chose to be therapists only because they were really willing to treat patients.

Not because of money and income, so the only good thing about the wizarding world is that everyone has a magic wand, at least they live a worry-free life, and they do work out of interest rather than life.

It is worth mentioning that Zhang Xiao also saw Gilderoy Lockhart in the long-term ward.

Lockhart's reputation has been tainted since the Daily Prophet published a front-page story about his plagiarism.

It has even become synonymous with liars.

The celebrities who chased him in the past wished they could stay away from him.

At this moment, the former acting principal of Hogwarts, who was controlled by the diary, was being restrained on the bed.

Lockhart struggled desperately and shouted in a voice of despair and pain:

"I'm not crazy, I'm really not crazy! The Dark Lord, the Dark Lord is coming back! The wizarding world is in danger! I really didn't lie!"

By the end of the shout, his voice had begun to hoarse, with a low whimper, and tears were dripping freely down his cheeks;

"I really didn't lie. You believe me. The Dark Lord is coming back."

The therapist could only use the wand to isolate his voice, and showed an apologetic expression to Dumbledore and Zhang Xiao:

"He was sent by the Ministry of Magic to be kept under permanent care. Lockhart seemed to be stimulated by something. He kept repeating what he just said. He was probably crazy."

The therapist shook his head: "You are really crazy, Dark Lord? Aren't you dead a long time ago? Hey, the insanity potion is useless. Let's try something else."

Watching the therapist's back gradually disappear, Zhang Xiao actually felt a shudder. He looked at Lockhart, who was crying bitterly, and then at Dumbledore, who had a calm face, and asked in a low voice:

"Is this all done by the Ministry of Magic? Is he telling the truth?"

Dumbledore nodded slightly: "Yes, but Zhang. Sympathy for the bad guys will inevitably lead to pain for the victims.

If he didn't choose to stay at St. Mungo's, he would be waiting for him to spend the rest of his life in Azkaban, so he wisely chose to come to St. Mungo's. "

Zhang Xiao shook his head. How could he sympathize with Lockhart?

"Professor, I'm not sympathizing with Lockhart, I'm wondering why the Ministry of Magic is covering up the news. They seemed to have chosen not to see the Philosopher's Stone last year and the Chamber of Secrets this year."

Dumbledore was silent for a while, his blue eyes seemed to become deep and distant, and he said slowly:

"Maybe. Some people do it for stability, while some people do it for fear!"

Zhang Xiao packed up his things, put on his school uniform again, and happily greeted the therapist.

"Zhang, how do you plan to return to Hogwarts? Are you a Floo fan?"

Meliam asked curiously with a gentle smile on her face.

"Yeah no" Zhang Xiao smiled and tied the Qiankun bag around his waist again: "I received a letter from the school two days ago, asking me to go to the small alley in front of St. Mungo's. Someone will be waiting for me there."

"That's good. I wish you never have to come to St. Mungo's again!" Melia waved at Zhang Xiao and got back to her intense work again.

Zhang Xiao walked out of the door briskly and found himself standing at the entrance of a dilapidated department store.

There are few people here, and pedestrians passing by in a hurry seem to completely ignore it. Less than ten meters to the right of the gate is a corner.

A tabby cat was squatting on the low wall, staring at him with bright eyes.

Zhang Xiao couldn't help laughing and strode over. The tabby cat jumped down from the low wall and turned into a human figure in mid-air.

"Long time no see, Professor McGonagall!"

Mag pursed her lips tightly, but there was a trace of excitement and smile on her face that could not be concealed:

"Welcome to the hospital, MR Zhang. I didn't expect that taking you back would become a popular job. Many students even volunteered to greet you. But I rejected them all."

"Really? It would be an honor."

The professor wanted to say something more, but held it back. She stretched out her arm and motioned for Zhang Xiao to take it.

"Are you ready? 321, let's go!"

It was a completely different feeling than a portkey, as if being squeezed in a pipe.

Fortunately, his excellent physical fitness allowed him to quickly get rid of the bad feeling caused by Apparition.

Before Zhang Xiao had time to reflect on the first Apparition in his life, he was attracted by the surrounding scenery.

"Is this the entrance hall of Hogwarts? Professor." Zhang Xiao looked at Professor McGonagall in surprise:

"Isn't it forbidden to disapparate in school?"

Professor McGonagall finally showed a cheerful smile and stared at Zhang Xiao through the square lenses:

"Zhang, the door of Hogwarts will be open for you tonight!"

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