Chinese students at Hogwarts

"As a group of people with extraordinary powers, wizards, why do you have a completely different attitude towards Muggles than us?"

When he heard Malfoy ask this question, Zhang Xiao suddenly remembered a movie he had watched in his previous life.

The blind man who dreamed of becoming "Xia Lan" said this when faced with the invitation to become "Xia Lan"

"It doesn't matter whether you are Xia Lan or not. What matters is whether you stand up for others. As long as you have justice in your heart, Xia Lan can be found everywhere."

Zhang Xiao smiled slightly and said the same words Zhang Chengdao said:

"It doesn't matter whether we are extraordinary or not. What is important is that we always recognize that we are human beings, whether we are real people, gods, or even immortals.

Our roots are always people. "

After he finished speaking, he stopped and let Malfoy think about it while he looked at the Slytherin common room, which he had not seen for a long time.

There were not many people in the spacious common room, except for a few freshmen who had just entered the school, exploring everything in the college with their strong curiosity.

Three of the new Slytherin students this time are from Muggle or mixed-race families.

Compared to the tragic experience of Davis and the others last year, they unprecedentedly did not suffer any insult.

Even those extreme purebloods have to weigh the consequences of angering Zhang Xiao amid the outrageous rumors that "Zhang killed hundreds of thousands of spiders alone".

This change made all Slytherin non-pure-blood wizards more and more excited, and they firmly believed that this bad habit that had been passed down for hundreds of years would one day be completely swept into the trash.

So they spontaneously found those little wizards, had a sincere conversation with them, and told them about the tragic campus life in the past as people who had experienced it.

Therefore, these young wizards respected Zhang Xiao. When they saw the two talking, they did not play around nearby, but ran far away to avoid disturbing the conversation of the two 'big guys' in the academy.

Malfoy was thinking carefully about what Zhang Xiao said. He had difficulty understanding some of the concepts in Chinese, but he still roughly understood it.

The biggest difference between the East and the West lies in their own positioning. Purebloods believe that Muggles and themselves are not worthy of being called the same species because they cannot feel the beauty of magic.

"I understand some of it, but I still don't understand some of it, but you are right, China's history is indeed very long, and I still need time."

"Don't be discouraged Draco, it's amazing that you can understand what I said in my letter, considering that I am at your age." Zhang Xiao looked at Malfoy's confused eyes and hurriedly changed his words.

"Okay, I already understand these things at your age, I mean most 12-year-olds are still addicted to comics, game cards and the like.

You are already outstanding. "

Malfoy's face suddenly fell. He suddenly remembered that Malfoy was also addicted to "Dragon Balls" and crackling exploding cards, and he quickly changed the topic:

"By the way, how are you preparing the broom? It should arrive in the next few days, right?"

When it came to business, Malfoy's mood improved a lot and he nodded:

"Yes, we even got Nimbus 2001 earlier than some Quidditch clubs, and it can be delivered at any time."

Zhang Xiao thought for a while and then said directly:

"Then tomorrow. I remember the college's Quidditch selection is about to start, right? It's just in time for everyone to adapt to professional broomsticks as soon as possible."

Malfoy took out another black notebook in a very professional manner. Zhang Xiao felt his heart beat hard again, watching him carefully write on it with a quill pen, as if taking notes.

Still couldn't help but asked curiously, "Draco, what are you writing?"

"I'm recording history." Malfoy closed the notebook with a snap and said seriously:

"This is the inspiration I got from watching the history of China. I have an idea. In the future, I will write what I record into the history of Hogwarts. This is the beginning of a new Slytherin!"

Zhang Xiao clapped vigorously, "What a great idea! But can I make a small suggestion?"

"uh-huh?"

"Can you please stop recording in a black diary?"

Although he didn’t know why, Malfoy decided to fulfill his friend’s little wish:

"no problem!"

When the students dragged their tired bodies out of Professor Sprout's greenhouse the next day and went to the restaurant to eat as usual, they did not expect what a big shock would be waiting for them some time later.

They sat at long tables in their respective colleges, eating unique food and talking quietly.

"Look!"

I don't know who shouted, and all the students in the auditorium looked up and saw a surprising scene.

As if flying in formation, dozens of owls lined up in a long and neat queue and flew in through the carved windows.

They all hold a long, beautifully packaged object at their feet. These owls hovered over the Slytherin table, emitting piercing cries.

The little wizards started talking one after another, and they speculated with great interest on what the owl brought:

"What's this?"

"I guess it's a cane or something like that? When I was in elementary school, I saw many nobles using canes. Aren't some Slytherins calling themselves new nobles recently?"

At the long Gryffindor table, Ron, Harry and Hermione recognized what it was at a glance.

Unique packaging from Nimbus! Harry just received the latest Nimbus 2000 last semester. No stranger to this!

"Is this a broom? Let me count them." Harry's emerald green eyes were fixed on the group of circling owls, trying hard to count them.

Hermione glanced at it and said with certainty:

"Harry, no need to count, there are 32 in total! I have always been very sensitive to numbers, especially the range 28-32."

Harry and Ron's eyes widened together and asked curiously:

"Hermione, what is that?"

"The normal number of teeth for a person!"

Well, the two touched their noses, and Ron leaned forward, and then he realized:

"Bloody hell! Slytherin bought 32 brooms in one go? They look like nimbus brooms? Their brooms are notoriously expensive!"

Harry also realized the seriousness of the problem. As an old rival in the academy, if Slytherin changed to the Nimbus series, it would be bad news for Gryffindor.

I just don’t know what model it is, if it’s Nimbus 2001

He turned his attention to Wood, the captain of the Quidditch team not far away. Sure enough, the captain's thick eyebrows were also tightly knitted together, and his eyes were fixed on the broom.

Amidst everyone's noise, Zhang Xiao wiped his mouth, pulled out his wand and pointed it upward. The owls immediately seemed to have received some signal and all released their paws.

But these brooms seemed to have lost weight, slowly descending like a feather.

With another wave of the wand, the broomsticks obediently moved to the open space in front of the rostrum and glanced at the professor's chair. Except for Dumbledore, the other professors also looked at the broomsticks curiously.

I don't know what new tricks Slytherin wanted to do. As the dean, Snape certainly knew it. He straightened his body subconsciously, flicked back his greasy hair, and revealed his gloomy face that could shock the little wizard. .

Seeing Dumbledore nodding slowly toward him, Zhang Xiao smiled and patted the nervous Malfoy:

"Go, Draco!"

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The baby has just fallen asleep, so I continue writing. There should be another chapter, but I’d better make sure it’s ten thousand days before I think about adding more chapters.