Chinese students at Hogwarts

Zhang Xiao walked up the broken stone steps and looked at the house that suddenly appeared.

The black paint on the heavy door was peeling off, and it was covered with scratches on the left and right.

The handle is made of silver and looks like a large, twisted snake.

Unlike ordinary doors, this door has no keyhole and no mailbox at the door.

"It's protected by a spell. It's actually quite boring. What I like is a house in the wilderness, that makes me feel spacious - like The Burrow."

Sirius winked at Ron: "I have been to the Burrow when it was still on the first floor. Very beautiful scenery and houses."

Ron's face immediately turned red and he muttered softly: "But it's too crowded and too small over there."

"Perhaps when you are older you will be able to understand the charm of the Burrow. Well, let's go in and have a look." Sirius took out his wand and knocked on the door.

Everyone then heard many loud sounds of metal banging coming from behind the door, as well as clattering sounds like chains.

Then the door creaked open as if it had aged.

A very strong musty smell mixed with a strange smell of dust instantly gushed out from the door.

It was so dark inside that it was hard to see clearly. Several children swallowed and felt a sense of fear.

"Let's go," Sirius took the lead and walked in, saying cautiously: "But don't go too far in, and don't touch anything.

Many things inside are enchanted and may cause harm to you. "

Zhang Xiao crossed the threshold and walked into the almost dark foyer.

The damp, dusty and rotten smell became stronger and stronger.

Although several people raised their wands and lit up the wand tips, even Sirius's super fluorescent flashes still couldn't illuminate too many places.

This room seemed to be greedily devouring light.

Zhang Xiao frowned, raised his hand, and snapped his fingers.

"Light"

A soft light like the morning sun came from nowhere and instantly filled the whole room.

The place is illuminated to every detail, as if the roof has been lifted directly, exposing it to the sun.

Sirius looked back at him in surprise:

"Is this a new spell just released by the Standard Spells Committee in the past few years?"

"That's not true. You can think of it as a variant of fluorescent flashing, with a special application method," Zhang Xiao said with a smile.

As for the four little ones, they were so accustomed to it that they didn't even bother to ask. Malfoy complained:

"Uncle Blake, once you have been in contact with Zhang for a long time, you will find that no matter what weird things he comes up with, it is normal."

Harry, Hermione, and Ron nodded together, a rare unanimous agreement with Malfoy's statement.

"Well, I thought the Ministry of Magic did a lot of good work during the ten years I was locked up."

Sirius shrugged and extinguished his wand.

Even with his own lighting technique, Zhang Xiao still felt that the whole house exuded an indescribable decay.

It's like this house is dying.

The long, grim foyer has peeling wallpaper and frayed carpet.

There was thick dust and thick cobwebs everywhere, and there were heart-stopping whispers everywhere.

A spiderweb-shaped chandelier overhead has mottled the underlying color, and some portraits that have become blackened with age hang crookedly on the wall.

These portraits have become untouched due to lack of maintenance and time.

These portraits are like those in the mourning hall. There is a rustling sound behind the wall, and it sounds like something is running past in a hurry.

Zhang Xiao said "tsk", this house didn't even need to be decorated. It would be a proper haunted house in a horror movie. At least one or two characters should die to the end, or they could all be wiped out.

The four little ones obviously thought so too. They leaned closer together unconsciously, looking at their surroundings timidly and curiously.

"It looks a little unclean and a little shabby." Sirius scratched his head and said sheepishly: "I only looked at the door when I came back last time. I didn't know it was in such a state now. .

In my impression, it is still very clean and tidy, but the environment is a bit depressing. "

Suddenly, a terrible scream rang out from the foyer, everyone was startled, and the four little ones jumped up.

In a mess, Malfoy's face turned as white as paper. He twisted his body desperately trying to find a place to hide, but Harry, Ron and Hermione hid behind him.

Holding on to his clothes, three frightened little heads stretched out from his shoulders and sides, looking for the source of the scream.

"Prodigal son, the disgrace of the family, the scoundrel I gave birth to! You still have the nerve to come back! Bah, you don't deserve the noble surname Black!"

Blake's eyebrows were raised high, and he quickly took a few steps forward, only to find a huge portrait on the wall of the foyer going in.

Beside the portrait is a large umbrella stand made from a broken leg of a troll.

The portrait's rant continues:

"Beasts! Bitch! Dirty and sinful scoundrels! Bastards, freaks, ugly monsters, get out of here! How dare you desecrate the home of my ancestors-"

Blake rushed forward, pulled the curtains on both sides of the portrait hard, and roared:

"Shut up, you horrible old witch, shut up! Take your damn family glory and sleep forever! There is no more Black family, no more!"

The curtain was pulled up heavily, the roar of the portrait stopped, and the four little ones finally recovered from the shock. They awkwardly let go of the hand holding Malfoy's clothes.

Malfoy was scared to death just now, but now he seemed fearless. He looked at the trio sarcastically and spoke in a longer tone:

"H-Gryffindor? Courage supreme?"

The threesome were speechless and could only lower their heads in shame, speechless.

"I think everyone has met my mother." Sirius said with a straight face, seeming to hate this house even more. Seeing him like this, the little wizards didn't dare to speak.

He seemed to suddenly remember something and shouted loudly:

"Kreacher! Kreacher!"

With a crackling sound, an elf appeared in front of him, wearing only a dirty rag around his waist, like the loincloth used by men in tropical countries to cover their bodies.

The elf looks very old, and his skin seems to be several times more than what his body actually needs. Although his head is bald like all house elves, his two big bat-like ears have grown out. A lot of white hair.

His eyes were bloodshot, watery and gray, and his fleshy nose was as big as a pig's.

The elf arched his back, dragged his feet, stared at Sirius, and said in a hoarse, low voice like a bullfrog:

"What did Kreacher see?

It was the young master, the nasty, ungrateful bastard, who broke his mother's heart.

He actually came back from Azkaban! "

"You are indeed not dead, Kreacher!" Sirius shouted: "I knew it when I saw that there was no dust on the portrait. You must be wiping that portrait every day!"

Kreacher lowered his head and continued to mutter: "Kreacher will serve the noble Black family all his life——"

He glanced at a few other people, his eyes lingered on Malfoy for a while and he bent down to him:

"Oh, this young master is Miss Narcissa's child. Kreacher has met this noble young master. His name is on the tapestry that has been passed down by the Black family for seven centuries."

A reserved smile suddenly appeared on Malfoy's face, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

He didn't know how Kreacher could tell the difference. He glanced at Ron, Harry and Hermione with disgust:

"Oh, my poor mistress, if she knew anything.

What would she say to old Kreacher if she knew what kind of scum the young master had let into her house besides the young master.

Oh, what a shame.”

The three little ones glared at him, and Ron took a step forward confidently:

"Hi Kreacher, I'm Ron Weasley and I'm wondering if you're biased against us. That's Harry Potter. You must have heard of his name. The last lady is Hermione Granger. , even though she was born a Muggle——"

Kreacher let out a high-pitched scream: "Mudblood! A mudblood actually entered Black's mansion!"

"Shut up Kreacher!" Sirius roared, his chest heaving violently, he stared at Kreacher angrily, and said word by word:

"Kreacher, I don't want to hear you cursing anyone in this room."

He seemed to suddenly think of something, pulled Zhang Xiao over, and showed a 'bad' smile:

"Kreacher, I have decided to [sell] the right to use the Black family's mansion to this noble young master!"

Zhang Xiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but looked helplessly at Sirius. He was originally watching the excitement of the original novel, but he was suddenly pulled over.

Kreacher stared at Black blankly, and let out a howl as sad and sad as a wounded wild dog. He knelt on the ground and hugged Sirius's trouser legs, and cried bitterly:

"Master—how sad will the mistress be? The mansion of the oldest and most noble Black family is being used by others—he is desecrating this—"

Black took his legs out of Kreacher's arms in disgust: "The oldest and most noble? Ha, the Black family is far inferior to Zhang's family, although I don't care about your so-called family glory at all.

But really, it's an honor for the Black family. "

Zhang Xiao sighed. He actually didn't like talking about the so-called family and blood. The time in the first grade was the optimal solution to the situation at that time, forcing them to stop within the rules of the game.

You said that there are so many people in China, but none of them has a glorious past, especially as modern genetic science shows that the origins of the vast majority of Chinese people can be traced back to those few super genes.

In particular, there were three super genes five or six thousand years ago. Some good people have already called those three super genes Fuxi, Huangdi, and Yandi.

We all have the same ancestor, so what is there to compare? If you talk about blood in China, you will not get any admiration other than incurring ridicule and making fun of the 'Tongtian Pattern' and the like.

Kreacher's crying stopped and he looked at Zhang Xiao blankly.

Malfoy also added in a timely manner: "What Uncle Black said is true. My parents are now visiting Zhang's hometown."

The proofs of the two people finally convinced Kreacher. It stood aside blankly, its cognition was so shocked that it didn't know how to react for a while.

Zhang Xiao looked at Blake and explored:

"Then let's follow the plan first? Let's clean this place thoroughly first."

Blake nodded and rolled up his sleeves: "This is a big project——"

"It's okay, we have help." Zhang Xiao snapped his fingers again and shouted clearly: "Rainwater!"

There was another slight crackling sound, and Yu Yu wearing a Hogwarts thermos set appeared in front of them, looking at Zhang Xiao with big bright eyes:

"The most noble and kind young master, Yu Yu heard your call!"

"Rainwater, let everyone come over. Today is a big project!"

Zhang Xiao also rolled up his sleeves. The overall cleaning work of the Black family was indeed a huge job.

"Yes, noble young master!"

Kreacher hid and watched. Well, there are house elves, and it should indeed be a noble family, but Black is always the most noble.

At this moment, with a crackling sound, the seven elves Zhang Xiao had left in Hogwarts appeared in front of him and bowed deeply to him:

"Master."

Kreacher's gray eyes blinked, as if he had seen something incredible, seven house elves?

Even at the peak of the Black family, they only had three elves at the same time.

How could Zhang Xiao know what Kreacher was thinking? If he found the pendant, he would have to ask Kreacher to explain the whole story.

So the main target is still the pendant box.

He clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention. Seeing that he could no longer hold back and began to review the four little ones that had been cleaned up and swept away by the whirlwind, Zhang Xiao said loudly:

"Okay, let's get ready - get ready for the adventure." He looked at the foyer and felt it was big enough.

"Group of two, it is absolutely forbidden for one person to act alone. If there is any abnormality, make some noise to warn. Sirius is here to guard. Everyone packs up anything that they think is more dangerous or more valuable and sends it to the foyer.

Let Sirius sort it out, this is the property of the Black family. "

Sirius opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing the seriousness and seriousness on Zhang Xiao's face, he closed his mouth.

The four elves cheered, raised their wands, and regarded general cleaning as a very novel and interesting adventure activity in the old house. The elves immediately followed Zhang Xiao's instructions, working in pairs, and the remaining one followed Harry and the others. .

Here's how to pretend to 'accidentally' discover Slytherin's locket, and then discover 'very unexpectedly' that it is a Horcrux.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiao called Kreacher:

"Kreacher, come with me to clean the room."

I originally expected to encounter resistance, but even though Kreacher was uncomfortable, he bowed down respectfully:

"Yes, young master."

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Why did I take four little wizards with me yesterday? When I was writing today, I kept chattering in my mind, asking to leave the country. If I didn’t take them with me, I would have saved at least 3,000 words.