Chapter 381: Heart without Shackles, Body without Barriers

Is one person enough?

In the classroom-sized room, the laughter suddenly became more obvious, and many people even laughed forward and backward.

Of course, this is not their fault, except for the little wizards at Hogwarts who refresh their knowledge from time to time.

The remaining schools had at least occasionally heard that there was such a powerful little wizard, but they didn't know exactly how powerful he was.

But so what? Being able to stay in this room, who is not a famous figure in the school? Which one is not a genius?

Let them convince a little wizard from another school who has never been masked before? Or fourth grade?

impossible! Let’s talk about it after trying it out!

Young people's vitality is the best explanation.

Amidst such laughter, Zhang Xiao felt that it was okay. He still had some Qi-nurturing skills. What was there to be angry about? I wasn't like this when I was a teenager. I am the best in the world!

Just such laughter caused a change in a school.

The five people from the magic institute, led by Yachi Sogetsu, slowly stood up and came to Zhang Xiao. The laughter slowly stopped, and the six people bowed down respectfully:

"I have met Mr. Little Heavenly Master."

The laughter stopped again, and the schools that laughed the loudest looked at them in surprise. Although they were arrogant, they were not fools. On the contrary, they were very smart.

Some people's eyes gradually became serious, looking thoughtful.

Tsk! Zhang Xiao scratched his hair in distress. As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person with your hand. Being so submissive will trigger my damn big country spirit, so it's hard to do anything!

As for why they did this, it is understandable. In the secular world, just as Japan is very filial to its American father, in the supernatural world, the Japanese wizarding world is very filial to Taoists.

There was a burst of scattered footsteps, and the door to the room was opened again.

Dumbledore, Barty Crouch, and the principals of various schools rushed in. Seeing the somewhat disharmonious atmosphere in the room, Dumbledore said humorously:

"Although I think having a fight here can help us know who is stronger faster, but unfortunately, the rules are not like this. Why don't you go back to your seats?"

The little wizards obeyed and immediately sat back in their seats obediently. Zhang Xiao also found a stool and sat down next to Harry and others.

Malfoy gave him a "I support you" look, which made Zhang Xiao very happy. He had trained him in vain in the past few years, and the pony could comfort people!

"Mr. Dumbledore, why is he competing alone? I think this is an insult to us. Does that 'daojiao' college really think that he can compete alone, as this fourth-year student claims?" Five of us?"

Castrobshe's students stood up and asked questions mercilessly.

"The competition format does not require five people, but 1 to 5 people. Can this answer solve your doubts? Mr. Martins?"

Dumbledore said with a smile. Seeing that the captain of Castrobsher still reluctantly sat down, he opened his hands and made a downward gesture.

"Okay, let's continue, shall we?" He looked at the people in the room with a smile: "We are going to give guidance to our warriors, right? Barty, you can do the talking, right?"

Crouch shook his head, and a dry smile appeared on his old-fashioned face:

"It's up to you, Dumbledore."

"No problem." Dumbledore agreed readily. He cleared his throat. This action made everyone forget about other things and listen carefully. Some of them even took out shorthand quills and parchment.

Hermione's little ears had perked up. In the past, she had only felt this way when she heard Professor McGonagall say that this was the focus of the exam.

Not only that, the eavesdropping portraits were no longer discussing in a low voice. They squeezed hard into the portrait next to Dumbledore, almost squeezing the owner of the frame out. The old man wearing a gentleman's hat shouted angrily: "Okay, okay, this is my photo frame!"

In the midst of such excitement, Dumbledore's voice sounded:

"First of all, the three projects will be tested from different dimensions. You will face different problems, challenges and confrontations!"

Dumbledore said to everyone, and the little wizards moved nervously:

"So we are not going to tell you what it is. The courage to face the unknown is an important quality of a wizard...very important..."

There was a neat inhalation sound from below. Dumbledore seemed not to hear anything, but continued:

"The first project will be carried out on November 24th and will be completed in front of the whole world, so please don't be sloppy, boys and girls, show your best side to the world and tell them How great you are!" (Applause and whistles)

When the room was quiet again, Dumbledore continued gently:

“Warriors may not request or accept any assistance from their teachers in completing competition events.

We will provide you with a piece of equipment that allows all of you to communicate in a timely manner. Unless there is an accident and a substitution is necessary, the free man in each team is not allowed to play.

The only thing they can do is provide advice and formulate strategies. When the warriors face the first round of challenges, the only weapon in their hands is their own wands.

They won't learn about the second project until the first one is over.

Due to the high requirements of the competition and the long duration, the warriors will not take the annual exams. "

Dumbledore turned around and asked politely:

"I think, that's it? Do you have anything to add?"

Crouch shook his head, but Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said simply: "Albus, study!"

Dumbledore suddenly realized and added to the young wizards:

"Since you will be in Hogwarts for nearly a whole year, all contestants will take classes with the young wizards of Hogwarts according to courses or interests."

He clapped his hands and nodded affirmatively:

"I think there is definitely no more now, everyone go back and rest early! "

Tonight, all the houses in Hogwarts are celebrating the birth of the Warriors. Only poor Little Eagle celebrated for a long time before he remembered that there were no players from his own house in the Warriors.

They had to comfort themselves that Granger was probably sorted by the wrong house, just like Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.

Even Slytherin, who always had a cool and elegant style, decorated the common room so well that Zhang Xiao almost thought it was Chinese New Year.

They brought a lot of Filiba fireworks, banners, and snacks brought by many little wizards, and celebrated the emergence of "two warriors" in Slytherin House crazily.

The effect of the Taoist coming to support the scene was unexpectedly good. The clouds and the palace in the sky, as well as the old Taoist priest who walked side by side with Dumbledore and was obviously equal in status, all brought great shock to Slytherin, who advocated strength and power.

Or it could be said that only the students of Slytherin Only then did he notice the real purpose of Daomen's appearance, which was to show off his military power.

If the power behind Zhang is so strong. If the old man who looks as powerful as Dumbledore is really that powerful

then the Dark Lord. No. The mysterious man. No. Voldemort. No! That half-blood Tom who can only rant like a madman is nothing!

Me! I want to be a good person!

Malfoy keenly noticed the subtle changes in the pure blood. In his excitement, Ma Tianlong jumped onto the table in the common room and loudly announced that he would definitely get the Goblet of Fire.

Let Slytherin be "great again"!

Zhang Xiao sat aside and watched Malfoy "go crazy", but felt that the little pony now was a hundred times cuter than in the original book!

The little wizards in Slytherin cheered with abandon. You rarely see the always cold little snake show such a wild side.

He They sang loudly and raised their butter beer, and the colorful fireworks exploded in the underground common room, and the singing was floating.

The little snakes held hands and danced, carrying out the carnival of Slytherin.

In this noisy atmosphere, Zhang Xiao inexplicably felt a sense of tranquility.

It was the peace of mind.

Everything around seemed to be quiet.

Zhang Xiao had a peaceful smile on his face, watching them laugh, watching them dance, watching the entire common room gradually lose color and turn into pure black and white, and then like broken glass, only endless darkness remained.

It seemed to be a blink of an eye.

Zhang Xiao had come to the long-lost palace of thinking. This room was still so quiet. In the center, "No Spell" and "No Word Book" were suspended in the air, facing each other from a distance, one black and one white, exuding their own The breath of the body.

The positive pole gives birth to the negative pole, and the positive pole gives birth to the negative pole. The black and white breaths they emit are connected from beginning to end, swallowing and spitting, flickering and uncertain.

Zhang Xiao sat on the recliner under the window, not reading a book, but lying quietly on the rocking chair, rocking gently, again and again, and there was warm sunlight coming from nowhere outside the window.

A square bright spot was cast on the floor.

Malfoy, who no longer always pretends to be arrogant, Harry, who reconciled with his family and regained his "father", Ron, who is confident and no longer poor, Neville, who shines like a diamond, and Hermione, who is no longer a derogatory know-it-all.

There are also Slytherin, Hufflepuff, elves, Lupin, and Dumbledore.

Looking back on the past few years, I have actually changed so many people and things, and I have completely integrated into this place and this world without realizing it.

His heart is no longer wandering, and this place where my heart is at peace is my hometown, and Longhu Mountain is his root.

At this moment, Zhang Xiao felt that he was finally no longer a passer-by, a traveler, and he truly lived here.

He was no longer Li Sui'an in his previous life, but Zhang Xiao.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a little fat in the hut, with a hearty smile on his face, waving at him.

It seemed to be saying goodbye.

So he also smiled, stretched out his hand and waved:

"Goodbye. Li Sui'an."

'Ka La' It seemed that something invisible was cracking, but a glimmer of enlightenment rose in Zhang Xiao's heart.

What was broken was the shackles.

An unprecedented ease diffused from the depths of his soul, he closed his eyes and exhaled gently.

So far, the heart is free of shackles, the body is free of barriers, and the soul and body are united!

Zhang Xiao opened his eyes, but found that the common room was dead silent.

The Slytherins who were celebrating had stopped celebrating at some point, and were sitting quietly aside, staring at him with their eyes wide open.

"What's wrong, Draco?"

Zhang Xiao stood up and did some chest expansion exercises. He felt relaxed as if he had taken off a thick iron suit.

"A few minutes ago, you suddenly emitted a golden light, like a candle, and the fireplace was not as bright as you!"

Malfoy said quickly in an exclamation tone, and then asked curiously: "Zhang, what happened? Why do I feel like you are a little different.

It seems - more real! "

Zhang Xiao stretched out, with a bright smile, and said softly:

"Draco, I just finally understand - who I am."

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