Chapter 296 Professor McGonagall's Flying Motorcycle

Christmas carnival is not without cost. Alcohol is fair and will not be ineffective just because you are a wizard.

On the contrary, because all these wizards are in the stream of consciousness, their drunken state is much deeper than ordinary people, and the discomfort after the hangover is also more severe.

Fortunately, they have potions. Several extremely experienced ladies have prepared sobering things in advance, which saved Li Qingshu, who was planning to make a pot of sobering soup, some effort.

This is similar to the potion prepared by Madam Pomfrey for treating colds. After drinking it, the whole body will be warm, and then two visible thick water vapors will be sprayed from the ears, and the airflow will also be as sharp as a train whistle.

Zhang Chengdao does not need to drink this kind of thing. After all, his Golden Light Curse has reached an extremely high level. After all, it is a method of dual cultivation of sex and life. Even if he was drunk at that time, it is the same as not drinking now.

So the family of three sat in a row, curiously watching Sirius, Lucius, Arthur and Mr. Granger drink a bottle of gray potion with bitter faces, and then keep spitting gas out of their ears like a locomotive.

For a while, the whole room was filled with smoke, just like entering a fairyland, but everyone's originally sallow faces soon became rosy again, and their originally sluggish spirits also improved a lot.

The other little wizards had gone out to play a long time ago. This place is not far from the bustling city center. Mr. Granger brought a lot of pounds, but it was Lucius who brought more pounds.

When Draco Malfoy came to him with his friends and looked at him with expectant eyes, could Lucius still hold back?

He emptied his wallet directly and stuffed thousands of pounds into the child. This was not a small amount of money, so the little wizard with the money immediately cheered and went to play on the Muggle street. Even Bill and Charlie could not resist the temptation.

He followed everyone with interest.

Percy was among them. The forgetfulness spell last night was very successful. Percy, who was already drunk, could not remember that he had exposed his true thoughts last night.

Otherwise, the Weasley family is full of talents. Percy's character design is too good.

Zhang Xiao recalled several details about Percy in his previous life, such as when he was in the first grade, he excitedly shouted for Ron: "That's my brother! He passed Professor McGonagall's giant chessboard!"

There was also the body of his brother who was protected during the final battle, and Penelope, the beautiful female head of Ravenclaw, who was the dream lover of countless young wizards, but fell in love with Percy.

Sure enough, there are many things worth pondering in the original book. Due to the limited length and perspective, the book can only show a small part of the world, that is, Zhang Xiao himself. So far, he has felt a more real and vivid magic world than in the original book.

Seeing that Arthur and his wife were free, Zhang Xiao walked over:

"Mr. Arthur, Mrs. Molly, can we chat?"

"Zhang, do you mean you want to set up a house-elf service company?"

After listening to Zhang Xiao's intention and idea, Mrs. Molly was a little surprised, because in the minds of wizards, house-elves represent wealth and status, and only those families with outstanding reputations and long histories have house-elves.

"But aren't house-elves lifelong? They get paid. I mean, it's right to provide corresponding services and then get paid, but elves are very afraid of rewards and the like."

Molly was a little moved: "If I have enough money, I really want an elf to help me. I remember when I was a child, those elves were all good at housekeeping."

Arthur and Molly are both from pure-blood families. Although they are now separated, their ancestors were also rich, and they are more familiar with house-elves.

Zhang Xiao shook his head and whispered, "In fact, house elves can be divided into two groups: domestic and wandering, or wild.

House elves are just like what Mr. Arthur said, and everyone is familiar with them, but there are elves in the wild. Their lives are not very good, but they would rather wander than live in a wizard's house without hope.

There are actually quite a few of these elves, and although they resist loyalty to wizard families, they do not reject the idea of ​​using labor in exchange for rewards - yes, because of customs, they are still very afraid of rewards and the like, but at least they are willing to give it a try."

These things are not actually confidential, and you can even find out by asking a house elf, but no one in the wizarding world has ever bent down to talk to these little guys about their groups and their lives.

Mr. and Mrs. Arthur looked at each other in surprise and asked curiously, "Is that true? How many elves have you found?"

"There are about eighty of them. There are not many elves. They are used to hiding in places where few people go."

Zhang Xiao paused and directly stated his purpose: "Mrs. Molly, I would like to invite you to manage this company. I wonder if you are willing?"

Me? Manage the company?

Molly was really surprised. After thinking about it, she was actually a little tempted. The children are all grown up. The youngest Ginny is now in the second grade. Hogwarts is a boarding school. During the school period, Mrs. Molly is now very idle and has nothing to do.

In the past two years, she has even turned over the garden and pond three times. If she can have something to do, it seems really good.

Molly had never considered whether she could do this well, because only those who had experienced it knew what kind of person a mother who could take care of seven children was.

Arthur also looked at her with encouragement, because a wife doing nothing was really a torture for her husband!

Because she would spend all her unreleasable energy on thinking about how to torment you, which was simply terrible!

But Molly opened her mouth, suddenly thought of something, and sighed softly: "No, Zhang, there is a kind of calm before the storm in the wizarding world now.

I believe that the mysterious man is hiding in the dark and planning to come back again. At that time, Arthur and I will definitely go to the forefront to fight him, just like ten years ago.

Oh-the Order of the Phoenix, I remember that Dumbledore said that he didn't need to keep it secret from you. You should know the Order of the Phoenix, right? By then, I'm afraid I won't have time to worry about these things.

And I have a hunch that the mysterious man will come back at any time."

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Molly was considering this aspect of the problem. Zhang Xiao thought for a while, but then thought of the cave carefully arranged by Voldemort. It can be said to be meticulous, but the only loophole is that Kreacher is not dead.

So it is not an exaggeration to say that Voldemort fell on the elf.

"There are some things I can't say, but Madam, I suggest you ask Dumbledore for his opinion. These small and loyal friends are far better than we thought."

Molly nodded: "I will write to Dumbledore to ask for his opinion, but in any case, thank you very much, Zhang."

Christmas at Hogwarts is comfortable and peaceful. This year, there are very few students who choose to stay for Christmas, which makes the professors of the school feel much more relaxed.

In the Room of Requirement, Ms. Gloves looked at the huge cardboard box in front of her. This is the Christmas gift that Zhang Xiao asked the elves to send.

The 'Magic House (Room of Requirement)' that only the chosen ones can enter in Tom's mouth is almost an open secret among the elves in Hogwarts.

They always throw unclaimed debris there. Maybe these elves don't know the mystery of the Room of Requirement, but at least they know that it is a big warehouse.

The glove lady picked up the note left by Zhang Xiao:

"In addition to movies, I suddenly thought of a very good entertainment activity for Muggles, so I bought some, hoping that they can bring you some joy.

The instructions for use are as follows-"

The glove lady opened the huge cardboard box, revealing several strange things inside.

Some of them were familiar to the glove lady because they appeared many times in movies, such as TV, but she didn't know what the strange machine with a screen, several small round rods and buttons that looked like a TV was.

There was also a gray box with two elongated elliptical things connected to it. There was a cross-shaped black button on the left end and four buttons on the right.

What is this? The glove lady suddenly became slightly curious.

"Arcade, and sfc-Super Nintendo, this is one of the greatest inventions in the history of human entertainment!"

The greatest invention in the history of entertainment?

The glove lady became more and more curious. At this moment, she was no longer so new to electricity. With the help of magic, she successfully connected the arcade and TV.

Following the link diagram similar to the GIF animation, the glove lady connected the sfc, picked up a handle clumsily, inserted the cassette, and operated it carefully.

A pleasant electronic sound sounded, a simple and long animation, the princess who was almost the same as mosaic was captured, and a little man with a red hat, a big beard and overalls appeared on the screen.

The glove lady watched for a while, and began to press the handle tentatively, and the little man immediately made a series of incomprehensible movements.

It can only be said that smart people play everything quickly. After several experiments, the glove lady quickly figured out what the buttons were for.

She curiously operated the plumber to walk forward, and a chestnut ran over from the right side of the screen. The glove lady had no idea what a chestnut was, and she was still interested in operating Mario and rushed over enthusiastically.

After a long time, the glove lady put down the handle with reluctance, and her heart was filled with an unprecedented feeling.

The glove lady was suddenly stunned, and she carefully felt this strange feeling.

This is happiness, pure happiness, happiness that I have never felt when watching a movie.

It turns out that I haven't been happy for a long time.

The pair of white lady's gloves trembled gently in the air, and then she turned in a direction and looked at the arcade.

Professor Flitwick opened the gift sent by Zhang Xiao, which was a cotton-like auspicious cloud, which seemed to be more delicate than the one he was sitting on now.

He took out the note left by Zhang Xiao, huh, can I freely choose the theme according to my mood? When I am angry, I can make this cloud turn into lightning and thunder.

When I am in a bad mood, can it turn into a dark cloud?

Flitwick immediately jumped on this new auspicious cloud (children's version), and he immediately mastered the use of it with just a simple exploration. He adjusted the auspicious cloud to a happy mode with a gold border and began to wander around the campus happily. When he met a colleague, he would show him his new auspicious cloud.

Zhang's gift is really great!

Snape held a large box full of Chinese materials that were no longer available on the market. For the first time, he felt that Zhang's gift was not bad, at least better than something with a plug.

He had nothing to do, so he immediately waved his wand to light the crucible, took the materials and put them into the experiment. It happened that he had a new idea before

7 colors of wool socks, candy gift boxes. And "Practical Combat Swordsmanship"?

Dumbledore laughed, and it seemed that his impromptu performance last time scared Zhang.

He glanced at the Gryffindor sword lying quietly in the cabinet, picked up the book of swordsmanship, and read it with interest.

But there was a faint regret in Dumbledore's heart-Zhang, actually you know what Christmas gift I want most

However, this complicated and useless emotion was quickly expelled from his heart. This was just an inappropriate thought caused by his attraction to the Resurrection Stone.

Well. It would be more interesting to give Tom some small swordsmanship shocks when they meet next time.

Professor McGonagall never thought that she would receive such a Christmas gift.

To be honest, when the elves carried the gift in, McGonagall felt that she should have realized it.

The little wizard didn't know what strange idea he had come up with.

But he never expected that after opening the package, he would actually get a flamboyant and domineering motorcycle?

This motorcycle has high handlebars, a huge exhaust pipe, a shiny body, and cat heads that are very similar to his own are sprayed on both sides of the fuel tank.

Similarity does not mean that it is also a tabby cat, but that the expressions of the two cats look serious and serious, just like he stared at the students who made mistakes sternly.

McGonagall seemed to like the two cat avatars at once.

The head of Gryffindor looked at the motorcycle, and driven by the courage buried deep in his blood and soul, he rode on it for some reason. It should be okay, right?

Anyway, there is no one on campus now.

According to the instructions given by Zhang Xiao, he turned the throttle. Along with the roar of the motorcycle, two lines of special effects suddenly appeared on the silver exhaust pipe:

"Hoburg is the fastest, and the noise is the best"

The huge window of the office suddenly opened, and the exhaust pipe of the motorcycle spewed flames, and rushed into the sky with Professor McGonagall's "whoosh".

Only Professor McGonagall shouted, not knowing whether it was frightened or surprised.

Well, in short, this strange flying motorcycle bought by Zhang Xiao, modified by Sirius, and combined with turbojet is very popular with Professor McGonagall.

Should it?

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Today I filled the trash can for most of the day, and now both sides of my thumb and index finger are swollen