Chinese students at Hogwarts

In the room where the request was made, Zhang Xiao slowly opened his eyes, and the golden light on his body slowly shrank until it disappeared.

Two inches and nine minutes.

When the golden light reached this level, Zhang Xiao felt as if he had reached a bottleneck and was firmly stuck here.

Zhang Xiao smacked his lips, a little regretful, but not in a hurry.

It certainly makes sense to use three inches of golden light as a rigid indicator. The key is to understand what the remaining one point is.

Counting the time, it has been almost two years since I learned the identity of my parents. The first half of the year was spent meditating and practicing tranquility.

It only takes a little more than a year to really start practicing Golden Light.

This speed is quite shocking even in Daomen. Even Zhang Xiao doesn't dare to tell his father now for fear of scaring him.

During the summer vacation, the one-inch-and-eight golden light already made my parents want to show off in a group "moments" again.

Two inches nine.

Then don’t fill Longhu Mountain with small speakers and broadcast them every day!

Zhang Xiao couldn't help but laugh when he thought of his father who was always jumping back and forth between being reliable and unreliable.

After standing up and relaxing his body and mood, Zhang Xiao continued to think about the problem just now.

Where exactly is the difference?

Well, the golden light spell is a method of cultivating both life and life. According to my father’s words, the wick is life and the oil is sex.

The golden light is just the light reflected by life. ’

Is the main reason why I am practicing so fast also because of my experiences in my previous life? It's equivalent to adding a few more spoons of lamp oil than a human.

But the experiences in my previous life were quite mixed, and it had been a long time, and I didn’t think enough about it at the time, so it couldn’t really be used as ten or two years of hard work.

Although Dad was ordained at the age of sixteen, he had touched the tail end of World War II and had experienced troubled times. According to the few words in the chat between Dad and Mom.

Daomen is not the kind of person who lives his own life behind closed doors and only cares about his own quiet time.

The more troubled the times, the more monsters and demons there are, and the busier the Taoist sect becomes.

Zhang Xiao's heart suddenly trembled, and he suddenly realized that even if he is a genius, he can't just sit there and know everything. Being ordained at the age of sixteen sounds extremely dazzling.

But only he knows what he went through, but looking at his father's somewhat sad and regretful look when he talked about the past, it was obvious that those were not pleasant memories.

How many battles and hardships of life and death do you have to go through to achieve the glory of 16-year-old Zeng Rui?

Zhang Xiao sighed silently and turned his thoughts back.

Since there is no way to provide help in terms of experience, what about fate?

I remember exercising with my parents every day during the summer vacation to keep fit. During that time, the golden light improved rapidly.

Why don't you try exercising? Although the body has not grown yet, it should not be a problem with proper exercise.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Xiao immediately closed his eyes and recited silently in his heart.

"Please give me a gym"

After repeating it three times, the whistling sound of the Room of Requirement changing form sounded in my ears again.

After a while, Zhang Xiao opened his eyes and was suddenly startled.

This isn't a gym?

A huge gilt dressing table, soft carpets on the floor, a burning fireplace, and shiny closets filled with various decorations.

On the mahogany desk, there is a gorgeous chandelier and candle holder.

Isn't this the room where the big boss of Requirement is hidden?

How did you get here?

A woman's long glove floated slowly, as if there was an invisible hand inside. It picked up the quill on the table and started writing on the parchment.

The parchment flew up and floated in front of Zhang Xiao, and there was a line of beautiful handwriting written on it:

"What is - a modern gym?"

Zhang Xiao:.

The scene suddenly became quiet, with only the crackling sound of the wood burning in the fireplace.

Zhang Xiao suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing. He laughed for a while and found that the glove had pulled out a huge wooden hammer from nowhere - probably from the room where the Room of Requirement was piled with debris.

He was weighing it up and down in his hands, hurriedly holding back his laughter, and said seriously:

"Can't you sense the outside world?"

Lady Gloves threw the gavel away. The gavel dissipated before it hit the ground, and the parchment and quill flew over again:

"I can only feel a little bit about the school situation occasionally."

No wonder, Zhang Xiao nodded suddenly, and suddenly reacted. He could only feel a little bit about the situation in the school, or occasionally?

Isn't this just being alone in the Room of Requirement?

How did you survive such a long period of loneliness? This kind of loneliness.

As for why he had to stay here all the time, Zhang Xiao didn't ask. It was not a good habit to ask for details. If he wanted to say something, Gloves would have said it already.

After thinking about it, Zhang Xiao took out a Walkman from his Qiankun bag and shook it against his gloves:

"There should be a interference spell in the school. Can you remove the interference spell from the Room of Requirement? Just remove one interference spell."

Ms. Gloves hesitated for a while, as if she didn’t quite understand what the boy wanted to do, but after getting along for more than a year, Ms. Gloves still gently snapped her fingers.

"Snapped"

Zhang Xiao's spiritual sense was faintly touched, as if an invisible curtain had been lifted. He pressed the play button, and a slight electric sound came out from the speaker.

This is followed by a melodious song:

"For you, I spent half a year's savings

People from across the ocean come to see you

For this gathering

"

Lady Gloves listened quietly for a while, her fingers tapping gently on the table rhythmically, as if beating the beat.

After a while, he wrote on the parchment:

"What is this? Why can you sing? What is it about?"

Three questions in a row, the first two were easy to explain, but Zhang Xiao couldn't stand the third one.

"Across the Ocean to See You"

Didn’t I just come across the ocean?

After reluctantly fooling him, Zhang Xiao directly stated his plan:

"I'm going to give you some sets of old-fashioned movie playback equipment, so you can look at them when you're bored. I'm sorry to bother you during this time, and it's thanks to your care.

Consider it my thanks. "

The electricity problem is actually quite easy to solve. Just install a small generator. The noise problem is too simple for magic.

Ms. Glove obviously didn't expect Zhang Xiao to do this. She was silent for a long time before writing on the parchment:

"good."

Make a purchase list, mainly gym equipment and movie player equipment. Once the items arrive, just put them in the Room of Requirement, and Miss Gloves will naturally arrange them.

After saying goodbye to the lady's gloves, Zhang Xiao walked towards the door. When his hand was on the door handle, he stopped and turned back thoughtfully and asked:

"Can I ask you a question?"

Lady Gloves made a please gesture.

"Since you can occasionally feel what's going on at school.

During this time, have you noticed where the things that attacked the little wizard came from? "

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, and the black academic robe was blown by the wind when walking.

I thought Ms. Gloves could provide some clues.

Zhang Xiao was deep in thought, but without stopping, he walked straight towards the common room.

But Miss Gloves wrote something else meaningful:

"Hogwarts. This thousand-year-old castle has countless secrets buried in it, and the basilisk you mentioned may be just an insignificant part of them."

Zhang Xiao only felt that his throat was a little tight. Was the basilisk just an insignificant part?

This thing even makes my spiritual sense no longer feel scary!

The footsteps suddenly stopped, Zhang Xiao stood there, and an incredible thought came out of nowhere:

Isn't the Glove Lady one of the secrets of this castle?

Since she looks down on the basilisk so much, does that mean that Ms. Glove is a far more powerful being than the basilisk?

Zhang Xiao felt his throat was a little tight and couldn't help but loosen the tie around his neck with his hands.

Although he was not willing to think the worst of Ms. Gloves emotionally, his reason told him not to easily trust any object that could communicate unless he could directly see its brain.

How Ginny and Harry were deceived by the diary, how Quirrell was deceived by Voldemort, and how colleagues in the previous life who they thought they could be friends with were stabbed in the back.

These are living examples.

No matter how reluctant you are, you should maintain the necessary vigilance.

Zhang Xiao took steps again, but he still had to continue doing what he promised. The Room of Requirement should at least be safe, because Dumbledore himself had been there.

Like Tom's diary, it's harmless if you don't open your mind to it.

The situation is getting better and better, Mandrake is entering a period of rapid development, and Professor Sprout lets the little wizards learn to identify the gender of Mandrake.

She lifted the root of the grass and pulled the mandrake out of the pot. She used her wand to display the key points of identification in the air, and pointed to some notable features for everyone to watch carefully.

When Professor Sprout put the grass roots into the pot again, the little wizards breathed a sigh of relief and took off their thick sound-isolating earmuffs—the smaller version that Lu Wei wore last semester.

Malfoy fiddled with the roots and whispered, "Does this thing have a gender?"

Then he approached Zhang Xiao and said, "The mandrake is about to mature. By then, all the petrified classmates will be unblocked, and the attacker will definitely be exposed. Who did it?"

Zhang Xiao's heart moved when he heard this, why did I ignore this problem!

Malfoy didn't know who the attacker was, and he took it for granted that if he was petrified, the attacker would run away out of fear, but he knew that Tom would not run away at all!

On the contrary, as time goes by, Tom will become more and more powerful, if Harry did not discover the location of the secret room by coincidence in the original book.

Tom has long since resurrected!

So what will Tom do next? Zhang Xiao pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache. During this period, he had been carefully checking the tall men in the school with the help of rain.

There are not many people who meet the requirements, less than fifty, because the tall ones are basically senior students, excluding the members of the Quidditch team.

Because the second attack happened during the competition, there was no time to release the basilisk.

Then the remaining less than 30 people have been investigated, and both their mental state and recent behavior are normal.

On the podium, Professor Sprout was still talking about the care of mandrakes: "So we should put female and male mandrakes together. Note that there can only be one pair of mandrakes within five feet. exist.

Otherwise they will quarrel over the other sex's mandrake, which will extremely affect the development speed."

Zhang Xiao thought for a while and asked in a low voice: "The next class is Defense Against Dark Arts?"

Malfoy nodded and snorted from his nose as an answer. Ever since Lockhart became famous two weeks ago, almost all male classmates had this attitude when talking about him.

Several young couples even broke up because of Lockhart.

"Go to Professor Snape and ask for a note for me. Just say that I'm not feeling well and that I'm going to the infirmary."

"good"

Brother Yan didn't ask any more questions, but agreed neatly. He had become familiar with Zhang Xiao's character after being together for such a long time.

He would tell himself whatever he could say, and as for what he couldn't say, there must be a reason why he couldn't say it.

Don't ask, asking means absolute trust.

"Bang!" The greenhouse door was suddenly pushed open hard, and Professor McGonagall rushed in almost with a pounce.

Zhang Xiao had never seen Professor McGonagall like this before. Her face was as white as paper, with a hint of panic and uncontrollable anger.

His heart immediately lifted, the attack happened again?

"Pomona" Professor McGonagall spoke, her voice trembling slightly, "The classes are suspended. Now protect all the little wizards, go to the auditorium, and stay there!"

As old colleagues for decades, the tacit understanding between Professor Sprout and McGonagall is stronger than that between Malfoy and Zhang Xiao.

She knew very well what Professor McGonagall was like, so she immediately waved her wand, placed all the mandrakes in place, and said seriously:

"Everyone, put down your things immediately and get in line! Follow me."

Everyone was frightened by this unexpected turn of events, and the attitude of the two professors was obviously infected by them.

Even the most lively students kept their mouths shut at this moment and followed the two professors obediently, just lowering their heads and communicating with each other with their eyes.

When they finally arrived at the auditorium, Professor McGonagall took a breath. She pulled Professor Sprout to the corner and whispered something.

"What?" Professor Sprout yelled in extreme shock, causing the little wizards to stretch their necks to hear what happened.

It wasn't until groups of young wizards of all grades continued to converge towards the auditorium that everyone finally understood what made the professors panic like this.

Just as Zhang Xiao guessed.

The attack happened again, but this time the attack was far greater than people imagined - the entire class was petrified, along with the ghost professor, Mr. Binns, who was in class.

40 people, no one survived.

What frightens everyone even more is that there is a line of bloody characters left on the blackboard:

"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. The heir of Slytherin has returned. Don't worry, the trash who has defiled the school will be dead soon."

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