Chinese students at Hogwarts

Soul. The location of the Horcrux?

Dumbledore, who had always remained calm, finally changed his expression and stared at Zhang Xiao with his blue eyes.

The overwhelming momentum even made Zhang Xiao feel a little short of breath. Fortunately, Dumbledore quickly realized it.

After adjusting his emotions, he said softly:

"Zhang, you mean the location of the Horcrux?"

Zhang Xiao nodded and took a deep breath. If it was a small fight before, it was different this time. As long as he spoke out, 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 drove Voldemort completely crazy. It can be said that the wizarding world paid a heavy price to eliminate Voldemort.

But now as long as I say it myself, everything will be different. Besides, Daomen can really use the soul to calculate the positions of other souls!

"Of course, it takes time, but it can be done!"

If Dumbledore had learned about the number of Horcruxes before, it was just that the dark clouds had dispersed a little, but now he only felt that the sun was shining brightly. Even now that Tom was standing in front of him, Dumbledore felt that he could say hello to him with a smile.

"This is really. great."

Dumbledore was in a good mood, and 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 a 'yuan' with you."

Dumbledore tasted the word 'yuan' and felt that this word encompassed many things and could express many meanings.

He even had the idea of ​​learning another Chinese language. As a language genius, Chinese shouldn't be difficult, right?

Zhang Xiao put the diary away and glanced at the transparent liquid in Dumbledore's goblet. It was Peppermint Liquor, one of his favorite drinks in his previous life.

It's very comfortable in the mouth. Damn it, I won't give myself a drink!

"By the way, Professor Dumbledore."

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

"How is this gift you gave me used?"

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

I purposely took out the instructions Nico gave me. "

Who likes it? Who likes it? Won't you give me the manual?

"No, Professor, if we had known each other for a little longer, you would have found that I am probably lazier than you thought."

The purpose of rolling is to lay down better in the future. If you can just lie down comfortably, who would want to roll!

"This is a bit unexpected, because in my opinion, your desire to explore and diligence exceed 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 precise mechanical structure inside:

"I wonder if you've noticed this?"

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

"You're only half right." Dumbledore nodded appreciatively. "This is one of the highest achievements of my friend Nicolas Flamel's life. He even feels that this gadget represents his level better than the Sorcerer's Stone."

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

Record? Zhang Xiao's ears perked up.

"Zhang, even for me, it will take a lot of effort to deform such a complex structure, but as long as the deformation is completed"

He tapped a small bump on the pocket watch with his slender fingers. There was a complex alchemical symbol on it:

"Then click here with the wand and chant the spell 'record', and the square will remember the deformed thing.

For example, the things you found are just a few gadgets that I recorded. Then when needed, we only need to transform the recorded appearance.

This box will be automatically filled in based on the recorded content. "

so smart? Zhang Xiao looked at his wand, then at the small silver square, and felt that this small square was truly worthy of the word "Thousand Machines".

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

Zhang Xiao hurriedly asked: "Professor Dumbledore, is there an upper limit on what can be recorded?"

"Yes, 256 types. Once the record is full, only the previously recorded things can be released."

256? That was enough. Zhang Xiao nodded happily and took back the cube.

"Professor, I'm going back first. I'll go find you when the location of the first Horcrux is revealed."

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

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

He said slowly: "At the end, I have a very important piece of advice to tell you - if possible, do not use your magic 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 being discharged from the hospital. 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! "

Everyone was 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 made 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 wants to cover 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, and 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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