Chinese students at Hogwarts

"What happened? The machine broke?"

Eric was stunned for a moment, then walked over and stared at the wand that turned on the vibration mode and buzzed.

He muttered: "It's strange, this has never happened before."

Dumbledore stood aside with a smile, as if he were a passerby watching the excitement, with no intention of taking action.

Zhang Xiao hurriedly stretched out his hand to recall the wand, but it was still a step too late.

The moment Eric touched the wand, the already irritable wand seemed to have found a breakthrough.

With a 'stab' sound, the dazzling electric light instantly illuminated the entire hall, and the staff who were secretly paying attention here couldn't help but get excited.

Zhang Xiao hurriedly took the wand in his hand. Even so, the wand was still vibrating, as if complaining to Zhang Xiao.

"Sorry, sorry, my wand is a bit irritable and hates being probed."

Eric's hair had all stood up, like an afro, and his face was dark.

He opened his mouth, and a thick stream of smoke spurted out, and he coughed violently:

"Ahem. Ahem. I. I'm fine."

The lightning-struck wooden wand is quite measured. It will only burn your body to black with electricity, but it will not cause any harm.

Eric looked at the wand in Zhang Xiao's hand with lingering fear:

“This is the first time I’ve seen this kind of wand, and the little guy with the worst temper I’ve ever encountered tried to fire sparks at me, trying to set my hair on fire.

This. What kind of wand is this? Also sold by Mr. Ollivander? "

Zhang Xiao nodded sheepishly:

"Customized wand."

"No wonder! Mr. Ollivander rarely customizes wands. Only those big families can afford custom wands."

ah? It seems I didn’t add any money, it’s still 7 galleons.

Eric took out his wand and cleaned himself up. In an instant, he was back to his original appearance.

It was only then that Dumbledore said slightly seriously:

"Eric, one lesson after graduation is that if you want to become an Auror, you must be vigilant enough.

Caution should be exercised when encountering unusual circumstances.

Being reckless will only harm yourself. "

Eric's face suddenly turned red, and he bowed to Dumbledore honestly:

"Yes, Professor, I was negligent. I will remember this lesson."

"Ding, first floor, the Office of the Minister of Magic."

The elevator stopped, and many paper airplanes flew in eagerly.

Dumbledore led Zhang Xiao onto the soft carpet and said casually:

"Zhang, regarding the question you asked before, I can only say that the best spells mastered by wizards must be the spells invented by themselves.

But creating a magic spell requires a very advanced theoretical foundation, and the creation of a magic spell is not as safe as you think. "

Yeah, what I want to know is how to create a spell.

"Then Professor, if I want to know something about this, how should I learn it step by step?"

Dumbledore pondered for a moment:

"Perhaps your dean, Professor Snape, can give you some useful theoretical guidance. Okay, Zhang, the happy communication time is about to end.

Here we are. "

Dumbledore stopped in front of a luxurious wooden door with a copper plaque reading "Office of the Minister of Magic".

Zhang Xiao regretfully stopped the topic. Although he and Dumbledore had met numerous times, there were other things happening every time they met.

It was rare to have such an opportunity to chat as much as he wanted, so he took the opportunity to ask about many topics that he was interested in.

Especially regarding magic spells, this is the guidance of the number one person in the wizarding world!

It can only be said that the harvest is quite rich.

Dumbledore reached out and knocked on the door, and said softly:

"Zhang, I hope you can watch and listen carefully next time."

The luxurious door opened silently.

Dumbledore shook his robe and strode in. Zhang Xiao quickly followed.

But in my mind, I was thinking about what Dumbledore just said. Read and listen with your heart?

"Connelly, long time no see."

Fudge stood behind the large desk, holding a beautiful quill in his hand.

He quickly glanced at Dumbledore's face and seemed to be flinching, but then he remembered something and straightened his chest.

Said loudly:

"Long time no see. Dumbledore."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhang Xiao always felt that Fudge seemed a little afraid of the principal.

He then glanced at Zhang Xiao, seeming a little confused as to why Dumbledore wanted to bring him here.

Fuji nodded perfunctorily towards Zhang Xiao as a greeting:

"Is this Zhang? Yes, he is an outstanding wizard. The future depends on you."

He put down his pen and walked around the desk, looking extremely irritable:

"Albus, are you telling the truth? Is that Peter really not dead? Or is he an illegal Animagus?

Hiding in Arthur's house for 11 years? "

Dumbledore nodded and took out the mouse Scabbers from his pocket:

"That's right. I've already checked it. Do you need to take a look here?"

Fudge shook his head:

"Of course I believe you, Albus, but damn, if Peter says something, the Ministry of Magic will be embarrassed!"

He glanced at Zhang Xiao and hesitated, but still gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice, in a consultative tone:

“Albus, can this matter be handled confidentially and privately?

You know, if it is indeed confirmed, the Ministry of Magic cannot afford such a price! "

Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed with disappointment, he stared at him and said calmly:

"Why do you think that if Black is indeed proven innocent and the Ministry of Magic admits its mistake, it will be a blow to the order and the Ministry of Magic.

Instead of letting everyone see the Ministry of Magic's determination to defend order?

Is it the rule of the Ministry of Magic to throw innocent people into prison without trial? "

He took a step forward, with an icy chill exuding all over his body:

"Is the Ministry of Magic afraid of losing face or do you care about face yourself? Cornelius Fudge - Minister?"

Connelly took a step back, with a horrified expression on his face, as if he was thinking back to that night, but in an instant he remembered that he was at the Ministry of Magic.

Your own territory!

He glanced at Zhang Xiao, and a sense of humiliated anger burned his reason like a raging fire.

He roared angrily:

"Dumbledore! I - the Ministry of Magic! Are you trying to attack a Minister at the Ministry of Magic?"

Zhang Xiao wanted to say something, but remembered Dumbledore's previous instructions to listen carefully, watch carefully and remain silent.

I can only endure it, am I the Ministry of Magic?

It’s not like he’s tenured, so where does he have the face?

Moreover, there is something wrong with Fudge's brain circuit. This is obviously a mess left over from the previous term. He can take this opportunity to create an image of himself as a wise and just minister.

Why do you care so much about the authority and face of the Ministry of Magic?

Hiss. Could it be that you really regard the Ministry of Magic as your own private property?

Only in this way will he care so much about the Ministry of Magic. Fudge is amazing. He has only been the Minister for two and a half years and has become like this. It is rare!

Dumbledore glanced at Fudge's hand quietly reaching for the alarm bell, and let out a slight 'hum'.

As if being electrocuted, Fudge hurriedly took his hand back, but still said stiffly:

"Albus, unless you plan to oust me, the authority of the Ministry of Magic cannot be challenged!"

"Yes, I have this idea. Fudge has only been here for more than two years, and you have already become a complete stranger." Dumbledore said calmly.

"By the book, Fudge. Mark my words, I am now acting as Sirius Black's advocate, demanding that Black be removed from Azkaban.

In order to participate in the trial! "

Zhang Xiao couldn't help but give Dumbledore a thumbs up in his heart, Professor! hard!

Fudge's face turned pale. He looked at Dumbledore in shock and fear, as if he didn't expect Dumbledore to say the same words as another Minister of Magic.

He wanted to say something, but finally held back, picked up a small gold-plated microphone, and said through gritted teeth:

"Department of Magical Transport, arrange the portkey to Azkaban, now, immediately, immediately!"

Dumbledore turned around and left with Zhang Xiao, as if a word with Fudge was a waste.

It wasn't until the two of them came to the elevator that Dumbledore said in a low voice:

"Zhang, do you still remember that conversation? About whether the strong need to be restrained."

Zhang Xiao nodded: "Of course I remember, professor."

The two entered the elevator, and Dumbledore looked at him:

"Zhang, there is a devil in everyone's heart, and we have been fighting this devil our whole lives.

If you fail and release the demon, you become a creature of desire through and through.

Controlled by his own insatiable desires.

You said that strong people need self-discipline. In fact, this sentence is correct, but it is not enough. "

Dumbledore was like a dying old man at this moment, wanting to tell him all his thoughts and experiences:

“Only inner self-restraint can easily evolve into absolute freedom, and absolute freedom brings absolute indulgence.

Therefore, external constraints are equally important. Only by integrating the inside and outside can the devil in the heart be restrained. "

"But Professor, isn't this the same as using chains to tie up his hands and feet?" Zhang Xiao thought for a while, but still disagreed with Dumbledore's view.

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded, and he suddenly showed a sly smile:

“So I think it’s unfair for me to be stuck on my own.

I decided to become a guardian of the rules and tie up other people's hands and feet with chains. If anyone wanted to be loosened, I would tie them up tighter. "

! ! ! !

Zhang Xiao almost laughed out loud, it unfolded like never before, and the Ministry of Magic had to cry.

Dumbledore finally said leisurely:

"Zhang, you are still young. In the future, you can find a path that suits you.

I just hope you can restrain the devil in your heart, take good care of it, and don't become a creature of desire."

The elevator stopped and they arrived.

The dizziness caused by the portkey quickly faded.

The first thing I felt was the salty sea breeze and the smell of rot and mold.

Zhang Xiao subconsciously held his breath and looked around carefully.

This is a dark, narrow room with walls made entirely of rough black rocks.

Not a shred of decoration.

The worn-out floor was so rotten that people were worried that it would collapse if they stepped on it.

The person who led them over was a middle-aged man with a serious expression.

He didn't seem to have graduated from Hogwarts, because Professor Dumbledore didn't know him. This cold, big-nosed man only called himself the Warden.

Don't even bother to say the name.

Could it be that he had too much contact with dementors?

Zhang Xiao thought to himself, and then a biting cold air spread from every corner of his body.

He couldn't help but tighten his robe, and then realized that this was due to the changes brought about by the gathering of a large number of dementors on the surrounding environment.

Although I haven't seen the Dementors yet, all the positive, optimistic, and positive emotions in my body are quickly dissipating with the temperature.

Almost subconsciously, a faint golden light emanated from the body, and the effect was almost immediate.

The coldness faded away instantly, and the warmth returned to the body.

Zhang Xiao took a long breath and then realized what he had done.

I couldn't help but feel a little scared. The dementors were indeed terrifyingly powerful.

He even had the thought of going back just now, as if he would never feel happiness again, and his life would be meaningless.

The color of the entire world disappeared, and everything in front of him quickly turned into a dull gray-white, which was extremely bad.

However, Zhang Xiao's attraction was quickly attracted by another thing.

Is the golden light spell also useful against dementors?

But he didn't want to try to see if the golden light spell could beat the dementors. If the effect was limited, it would be a lot of fun.

"Oh? Zhang, does your magical golden light in the east have some resistance to dementors?"

Dumbledore marveled and looked at Zhang Xiao, who seemed not to be affected at all.

"However, I think you can try this. After all, you have a very good patron saint."

Dumbledore pulled out a strange wand and tapped it lightly on his chest.

A warm silver glow spreads all over the body as gently as water:

"Although it did not summon a patron saint, it can effectively resist the influence of dementors. It is a very useful little skill."

Dumbledore talked about a few new uses of the Patronus Charm, which made him feel suddenly enlightened.

Zhang Xiao dispersed the golden light spell and stretched out his wand to tap on his chest. A faint warm white light also spread throughout his body.

A warmth that was different from the golden light spell surrounded him.

The gloomy warden did not urge them, but just stood aside with his arms folded.

It wasn't until Zhang Xiao finally took precautions that he put down his hand and took the lead towards the door.

Um? He doesn't need protection?

It seems to be to explain something.

The middle-aged man turned around and gave Zhang Xiao a stiff smile:

"I am used to it."

Outside the narrow black door of the room is a stone staircase spiraling downward.

There are holes one after another on the stone wall, which are so exposed.

Biting cold wind howled in from the cave entrance, mixed with icy rain.

Only then did Zhang Xiao realize that where they were was an independent tower, towering into the clouds.

"Azkaban is on the opposite side, we have to go down, this is also a necessary measure, if the location of the portkey is in Azkaban.

Few can resist the negativity emanating from hundreds of dementors gathered together. "

As Dumbledore walked, he quietly taught Zhang Xiao some popular science.

The steps were slippery and covered with moss.

The warden took out his wand and pointed at the road ahead, and the slippery moss and dust disappeared.

He muttered: "I remember we just cleaned it up some time ago."

After saying this, he stopped talking and walked forward in silence.

The group of people walked quietly.

I don't know when, thick fog began to cover me from all directions.

There was a disturbing whisper, but when you listened closely you couldn't hear anything.

Only then did Zhang Xiao realize that the entire island was shrouded in fog, but the tower was too high just now and passed through the fog.

The warden still didn't use the Patronus Charm. He picked up a lamp and turned the knob.

A bright orange flame appeared in the lamp, and the dense fog was magically dispersed by the light.

A narrow path was revealed.

"Follow closely, don't get separated."

The warden walked forward silently, holding a lamp.

Dumbledore still did some popular science for Zhang Xiao:

“The fog here is a defensive method, and the dementors are not affected.

As far as I know, your good friends Draco and the Malfoy family use similar defenses.

It's just that Azkaban's is stronger and more comprehensive. "

Zhang Xiao nodded to show that he understood, and then asked in a low voice:

"Professor, why can this warden not use the Patronus Charm?"

"Theoretically, as long as you can close your feelings, you don't need the Patronus Charm.

As long as the sealing is strong enough, this slight impact can be completely ignored. "

Zhang Xiao thought of Professor Snape's paralyzed face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, almost exactly like that of the warden.

So - Occlumency?

In the mist, the three of them spiraled down the seemingly endless staircase.

It seems to keep going like this until you reach hell.

This is not only true in the physical world, but also in the spiritual world.

Zhang Xiao felt that he was moving forward on a road destined to have no end.

Negative emotions such as depression, fear, and despair came with the pressure of the mist, trying to get into his body.

But often these emotions are immediately dispelled by the warm white light as soon as they are generated.

Finally, they reached the lowest point of the tower, where the fog was much thinner.

Stepping out of the stone arch, Zhang Xiao finally saw the complete scenery.

This is a small island with a small area.

Not far away is the rock wall that looks like a knife and an axe, and the sea water is not as blue as seen in the movie.

Instead, it looked a bit dark, and the cold and humid sea breeze howled and brought up water vapor to hit people.

The moist and greasy breath goes straight into the person's body.

The waves rolled up and hit the rocks with a lot of foam, and it seemed that the sun would never be seen here.

If I had to find one word to describe it, it would be deathly silence.

The warden put down his portable lamp and said expressionlessly:

"Your Excellency Dumbledore, please take good care of this child, although I don't know why you brought him here.

But this is not suitable for such young children. "

He paused, his face still cold, but his words were warm:

"Child, if you are afraid, close your eyes. Next to you is the greatest wizard in the world. He will protect you from any harm."

Dumbledore's eyes stayed on the warden for a while, and he nodded slightly:

"Zhang is the most outstanding little wizard I have ever seen, and his patronus spell is also powerful enough.

And you are right, I will protect him. "

The warden raised his eyebrows. Under the powerful Occlumency technique, he could not show many emotions.

But Zhang Xiao still saw his surprise, as if he had never thought that such a young child could master the Patronus Charm.

He is also what Dumbledore calls a 'powerful patronus'.

He said ‘hmm’ and warned again:

"If the dementors are dishonest, you use the Patronus Charm against them, despite orders from the Ministry of Magic.

But this group of monsters often don't follow orders too much.

You're welcome to the monsters! "

As soon as he finished speaking, a dementor wearing a black cloak appeared in front of them at the end of the path.

Its body smelled of decay, and its scabby palms stretched out slowly.

As if trying to grab something, the disgusting hooded face stretched forward, making a weird 'hissing' sound.

The dementor was breathing hard.

It's a pity that three people don't have noobs, it can't suck anything.

This made the Dementor a little angry, and it lunged forward with a sickening sound.

The tattered cloak was dragged behind him like black mist, making a swishing sound.

When passing the warden, the dementor hesitated and seemed to recognize the warden of the Ministry of Magic.

Without being completely enraged, the dementor decided to bypass the warden.

Rushed behind him.

It took almost an instant.

The dementor's body stopped in mid-air.

Because it saw Dumbledore, this scary old man.

It had been beaten by him, or rather all the Dementors had been beaten by Dumbledore.

Even the dementors didn't want to face the old man.

So it changed its body shape and wanted to pounce on Zhang Xiao.

Zhang Xiao took a deep breath, turned his head and asked:

"Professor, I want to see if Eastern magic works on it except for the patron saint."

Dumbledore nodded with a smile and agreed.

"Coaxing" Under the surprised gaze of the warden, a fierce golden light suddenly rose from Zhang Xiao's body.

In an instant, his eyes became enlightened, in the eyes of Dharma.

The dementor seemed to have changed its appearance, and its body was like a black hole.

Absorbing all the colorful things around.

But no matter how hard Zhang Xiao concentrated, he couldn't see whether it had a soul.

The Dementor was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it rushed in front of Zhang Xiao.

The warden finally couldn't hold himself any longer, his face changed drastically, he pulled out his wand and wanted to release the Patronus, but he forgot that Dumbledore was still standing not far away.

In the warden's horrified eyes.

Zhang Xiao seemed to turn into a golden afterimage, heading towards the dementors.

A black light and a golden light collided instantly.

Before the Dementor's hands could reach him.

Zhang Xiao had already reached out and slapped it hard on the face.

Zhang family secrets!

There was a crisp "pop" sound, and the Dementor was even whipped and spun around in the air several times.

The scene fell silent for a while.

Even Dumbledore did not expect this outcome.

His blue eyes looked at the golden light on Zhang Xiao's body with a hint of surprise.

The warden opened his mouth and pointed at Zhang Xiao and then at the Dementor in shock.

No, dementors have no physical body!

In the Ministry of Magic, even a new employee knows that, except for the Patronus Charm, any attack method is ineffective against Dementors.

But...but that kid just slapped the Dementor? ?

Zhang Xiao also lowered his head and looked at his own golden light in amazement.

I can only say that it is worthy of being a golden light spell for cultivating both life and life!

At that moment, he just had strong confidence that he could touch the dementors, and he was ready to call for help if he couldn't.

The moment I put it on my face, I felt relieved, even though it felt terrible, just like photographing the skeleton.

The dementor seemed to be stunned. It let out a cry similar to a scream, and kept trying to touch its cheek with its withered and scabbed hands.

It seemed that the place where he was slapped still had injuries that Zhang Xiao didn't know he had.

The three of them almost felt that the monster in front of them was angered.

The warden hurriedly took out a delicate silver whistle, held it in his mouth and blew hard.

But a large part of the reason why monsters like Dementors are called extremely dangerous is because they are difficult to control.

The dementor who had been slapped shouted toward the sky with an unprecedented howl.

The warden's face became uglier than ever before. He took off his whistle, ran to Dumbledore's side, and said anxiously:

"Oops! This dementor is calling for its companions! Sir Dumbledore, I'm afraid I can only ask you to take action to calm them down!"

Dumbledore did not answer, but looked at Zhang Xiao and said with a smile:

"Zhang, I think I can meet your patron saint."

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