Chinese students at Hogwarts

Most of the passengers in first class have been in society.

The sensitivity is extremely high, and the stewardess can hardly stand still. She can't sit still and asks loudly in various languages ​​​​what's going on.

The flight attendant walked to a secret door in the cabin wall with extremely high professionalism, pulled out the password keypad, and typed in the password.

Normally, the cockpit can only be opened by the pilot, but in special circumstances, the password can also be entered if the cockpit does not choose to open or lock the door.

The hatch will open after a while.

But time passed by, and there was no sign of the cabin door opening at all. The flight attendant's heart sank deeper and deeper.

Not opening it can only mean one thing.

Locking hatches were chosen in the cockpit.

The safety officer also came over at this time and asked the flight attendant in a low voice what happened.

The flight attendant didn't say anything, he just pointed at the cabin door. When he stretched his head to take a look, a look of shock immediately appeared on his face, he held his head and shouted:

"Oh, God!"

At this time, more and more people in the cabin felt something strange. They started shouting and shouting loudly, wanting to know what happened.

Several passengers in the first-class cabin couldn't hold it any longer. They ignored the obstruction of the flight attendant and safety officer and insisted on coming to the cockpit door to look in.

Then their frightened shouts rang out:

"There's killing, there's killing, there's killing inside."

Even the flight attendants and safety officers, who are well-trained and well-informed, don’t know what to do at this moment.

With the cockpit locked inside, they had no way to open it.

Zhang Xiao turned his head and asked softly: "Dad, this should come true, right? Should we go and have a look?"

Before Zhang Chengdao could answer, the flight attendant finally made his decision.

The steward suppressed his despair, picked up the phone and said in a trembling voice:

"Now we have some unfortunate news to share with you. All three drivers in the cab seem to have died, and the cockpit door was locked.

I'm afraid we will soon die, in these last moments."

She couldn't go on anymore, she couldn't be more desperate than now.

In addition to being well-trained, the biggest reason why the flight attendants in the plane crash were able to maintain their composure was that they never lost hope.

Because even if all four engines stop at the same time, there is still hope, such as restarting and making an emergency landing.

But there has never been a situation where the captain killed his co-pilot and observer, destroyed the bridge, and locked the cabin door.

This is a situation where they are waiting to die. There is no hope at all. They are also human beings and they will collapse.

The flight attendant on the plane is still trying to assume his responsibility.

But now his face no longer needs to be described as pale.

She lowered her head and covered her face. After wiping her tears, she picked up the phone again.

"We give everyone a pen and paper"

A muffled sob suddenly erupted from the cabin.

The scene in first class is no better than in economy class. Death is the most fair thing God gives to all living beings.

No one is nobler than anyone else in the face of death. Some passengers even performed worse than those in the economy class. They cried bitterly and held the pens in their hands. They were trembling and couldn't even write a single word on the paper.

Zhang Chengdao opened his eyes, showing a trace of doubt, shook his head and said to Zhang Xiao:

"There is always a strange feeling, Xiaoxiao, let's go and have a look. Although our Taoist sect does not agree with showing the saint in front of others, there is no such thing as a bullshit confidentiality law.

Saving people is important. "

After a pause, he added:

"Be more vigilant, I don't feel right from the front."

The father and son stood up and walked towards the cockpit.

The people around him looked at him with tears in their eyes, but they didn't bother to ask. If they had the time, they might as well write a few more last words.

However, the flight attendant still retains a trace of professionalism. The flight attendant wiped away tears and said:

"Sir, please go back to your seat and stay with your children in the last moments of your life."

Only then did she realize that the two people in front of her didn't seem to be flustered or nervous at all.

Zhang Xiao smiled at her: "Don't worry, everyone will be fine."

Hearing this sentence, the surrounding passengers seemed to have heard some gospel, and they did not even bother to write a suicide note.

He called out in various languages, but neither of them paid attention and went straight to the cabin door.

The flight attendant shook his head: "If you can't open it, the hatch is very strong, so there's no need to try."

Zhang Chengdao tilted his head:

"You come?"

"Of course" Zhang Xiao's magic spell slipped out of his sleeve silently, gently tapped on the door lock, and murmured:

“Alohomora”

Only the sound of the cabin door being mechanically unlocked was heard. Under the dull gaze of the flight attendant, Zhang Chengdao opened the door and walked in.

Zhang Xiao looked serious and raised a finger to the stewardess:

"Shh, don't talk and don't come in. It might be dangerous inside."

The flight attendant hurriedly covered her mouth, her red and swollen eyes began to shine, and she regained hope.

Not only that, other first-class passengers also saw the two people opening the door and walking in, and they immediately roared with joy, even though the father and son had not done anything yet.

But the fact that they were able to open the door was enough to rekindle hope among the people who were already in despair.

Word of what happened in first class quickly spread throughout the plane.

Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Zhang Xiao, who was standing at the door of the cabin at the front. His eyes were both desperate and expectant, and without exception, there was a desire for life.

After closing the hatch, those shouts were immediately blocked behind him.

The first thing I smelled was the pungent smell of blood, and the scene inside was almost like Shura Hell.

The flowing blood pooled on the ground, leaving a sticky feeling with every step.

The 'squeaking' sound made by the soles of the shoes when stepping on the blood is even more disturbing, both psychologically and physically.

Two men in flight uniforms had been put into a strange pose.

Their bodies were twisted in a shape that completely violated the human joints, and their limbs were cut with wounds of various sizes. Most of the blood on the ground came from this.

In addition, there were strange symbols and an unexplained sentence smeared with blood on the cockpit glass:

"O great, thy humble servants offer sacrifices to thee."

Cult sacrifice? The father and son's eyebrows wrinkled in unison, and Zhang Chengdao sighed:

"No wonder I always feel that this place is weird. It turns out to be a sacrifice, and they are planning to use a plane full of people as sacrifices. I'm crazy!"

The captain looked no better. His shirt had been taken off, and the tattoo on his back was a very evil and weird-looking demon.

The devil's mouth opened wide, as if expecting to eat something.

The captain was dead long ago. He also drew a strange symbol on his forehead with blood, and there was a strange dagger with a gold-plated handle inserted in his chest.

Zhang Chengdao quickly checked the situation of the first officer and observer, and said softly.

His hands were like electricity, and he quickly lit up the co-pilot's body, and then carefully lowered the co-pilot's legs and arms from around his neck.

He took out a yellow charm and a bowl of water from the bag.

He held the yellow talisman between his two fingers, shook it slightly, and immediately burned it. Zhang Chengdao directly sprinkled the burning yellow talisman ashes into the water.

He took out another pill, crushed it and mixed it into the water.

I don’t know what this pill is made of, but it melts when put into water.

Zhang Chengdao struck the first officer's throat again, pinched his mouth open, and raised the bowl in his hand high, tilting it down.

The water actually twisted into a thin trickle in the air, and fell into the mouth accurately without spilling a drop.

What's even more incredible is that the first officer, who had clearly lost the ability to swallow, swallowed the talisman water in large gulps.

Zhang Xiao almost applauded, so Chinese! Tai Dao Sect!

"Okay, I should be able to wake up after a while. Fortunately, they are all serious injuries and the blood loss is a bit too much. I used some methods to stimulate potential, which may prolong the time for him to fully recover.

But neither of us can fly a plane. "

Zhang Chengdao put the person back on the ground and lay down, marveling:

"It's really a miracle. The other one has been dead for a while, but he can survive until now. His desire to live is really strong."

He looked at the surrounding environment and snorted coldly. The golden light all over his body surged. As soon as he retracted and released it, the chilly and cold atmosphere in the cockpit suddenly dissipated.

Zhang Xiao waved his magic wand: "Clean up!"

The blood stains on the ground immediately dissipated. The father and son stood in front of the smashed console, which was beyond recognition. The only remaining question now was this.

"Son, can your magic be repaired?"

Zhang Xiao is also a little unsure. In the past, he only repaired glass, cups and other things. He really didn't know if the repair spell would be useful on the aircraft bridge.

"Try it"

After brewing for a while, Zhang Xiao held his breath and concentrated on moving the Sky Mirror in order to ensure the effect.

"Reparo"

The wand was spinning and waving on the bridge, and the console below seemed to be turned upside down. Countless small parts were flying from all directions.

Obediently return to his original position, the wand is like a magical baton.

Soon the entire console became intact, as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Chengdao's eyebrows were raised high and he smacked his lips:

"Xiaoxiao, you said this magic is convenient. If you learn this skill and open an electrical repair shop or something like that, the business will be great!"

Repair. Repair shop?

Zhang Xiao pondered unconsciously. In the future, if you can repair mobile phones, especially fruits, you won’t be able to repair them without one or two thousand?

If you build eight units a day, that’s less than 10,000 units a day!

Why don't you go out for 300,000 yuan a month?

Wait, why do I want to open a repair shop?

Zhang Xiao glanced at his father and didn't want to talk to him!

At this moment, painful groans came from the side. The first officer, who looked like he was dying before, could actually sit up on his own.

He twisted his body and looked at Zhang Xiao and Zhang Chengdao standing in front of the bridge with a pained and confused expression, and his expression immediately changed.

Hijacking?

But then his sight was frightened by the horrific deaths of the captain and observer in the cockpit.

Zhang Xiao never knew that a big British man could scream so high-pitched. Doesn't it mean that the psychological quality of pilots is as strong as steel?

"****John, Jimmy!******"

Seeing that the first officer almost collapsed, Zhang Chengdao simply opened the door and called the flight attendant in. Fortunately, the plane's autopilot was still in effect. Otherwise, it's hard to say what would have happened if these few minutes were wasted.

After the flight attendant told him, the co-pilot finally understood what happened. He ran to his seat and began to check the aircraft's various functions:

"Sir, thank you very much, otherwise I would be like Jimmy and go to see God in a daze!"

The co-pilot was still a talker. He kept talking about what happened before:

"Shit! John is a freak, I should have found out! I asked him to go to Pink Ladies and he didn't even go.

I said let’s go, buddy, I’m treating you to a treat, but he actually didn’t care!

I thought he didn’t know the beauty of Pink Lady, so I kept telling him that Monica had a particularly great figure, Nancy.

John, the bastard, suddenly asked if he would like a piece of chewing gum.

I said okay man, give me a piece and Jimmy had it too and all of a sudden we passed out, motherfucker!

Then two brave and kind gentlemen saved me!

It was so scary, unbelievable, I almost went to see God, oh my God, how could this work! Linda and I have made an appointment! "

Zhang Xiao and Zhang Chengdao had a headache listening to the co-pilot's ramble, but they understood what happened.

The captain, that is, John, is supposed to be a crazy cultist who decided to meet his god.

In order not to arrive empty-handed, he decided to bring a plane full of people as gifts.

John didn't know where he got the chewing gum mixed with drugs. The first officer and the observer fell into coma after eating it. He 'thought' he had killed two people.

He locked the cabin door again and used a fire extinguisher to hit the bridge twice.

He committed suicide and went to meet his god.

After figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, the father and son did not listen to the first officer's thoughts at all. They were afraid of the passengers asking questions when they went out, so they simply used the silent method.

Just sitting in the cockpit chatting.

Zhang Xiao was very curious about the sacrifice just now, because his spiritual sense gave him a very bad feeling when he first came in, so he asked:

"Dad, is this kind of sacrifice useful? Is there really an evil god?"

Zhang Chengdao didn't know what he thought of, his face was a little solemn, and he nodded slowly:

"Xiaoxiao, I don't know if you have ever read the legendary story, that is, something was picked up by the villagers and worshiped with incense day and night. Over time, it actually developed some spirituality."

Of course I have heard of it, this is almost a familiar story in China.

"Actually, ordinary people are not without spirituality, they are just not as active as us. If their beliefs are gathered together, they can do incredible things over a long period of time."

He pointed to the captain's body in the corner and said in a heavy tone:

“Especially for ritual things, the sense of ritual can specifically increase people’s senses and amplify the feelings in the heart. The stronger the sense of ritual, the stronger the effect.

Therefore, the followers of this cult have become obsessed with it, and the effect of the matching ritual is even more amazing. Judging from the captain's actions, I am afraid that it is also a large-scale cult, and it has definitely existed for a long time.

It is normal to have some evil nature. "

Zhang Chengdao also gave an example:

"People in one place have been secretly worshiping a god, and they have also made up some words to scare people. Through hints and fears, they have become extremely evil for hundreds of years.

It can also curse mortals, making it difficult to escape once targeted! "

Zhang Xiao took a breath, feeling like a movie he had seen in his previous life:

"Then how to solve this statue?"

He can curse people, so he must be a powerful character, right?

"Oh, it happened that there was a mine in that place. When the mine was being opened, it was blown up by explosives."

Zhang Xiao:.

Zhang Chengdao patted his son on the shoulder and said in a very emotional tone:

"Xiaoxiao, don't underestimate ordinary people, especially modern people. Development is so fast. Sometimes I feel scared."

Zhang Xiao nodded silently, especially since he was an ordinary person who lived decades later in his previous life and had a clearer understanding of human development.

Suddenly he thought of a question that he had ignored:

"Dad, do you understand the church?"

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