Chinese students at Hogwarts

Chapter 266 The trump card - shaking people

Black energy was escaping from his body bit by bit, but the black energy was neither strong nor pure.

Because the soul has not left the body, Zhang Xiao cannot see the condition of Professor Lu Ping's soul.

After closing his magic eye, Zhang Xiao signaled that Professor Lu Ping had already read it, opened the Qiankun bag and found a thick classic.

Lupine let out a breath, the feeling of being observed disappeared, and he suddenly felt much better.

What kind of magic is this?

And did Zhang see anything?

He walked over curiously and looked at the exquisite-looking book in Zhang Xiao's hand.

"Shu Yaozhi" is a popular science book for young Taoist children. It has been revised many times and updated every 10 years.

Mainly because it is accompanied by exquisite illustrations and photos, which Xiao Daotong likes very much.

Zhang Xiao opened the book, and the first thing he read was the definition of demon:

"People's fabrications are demons; the nature and spirit of things are essences; the lingering souls of people are ghosts; the heaven and earth are erratic, and suddenly something strange happens; the gods are not righteous and are evil; the human heart is crazy and deranged and are demons; and those who are biased towards heresy are heretics."

"Demons arise from people. Without provocation from people, monsters do not create their own things. When people abandon them, monsters arise, so there are monsters."

That is to say, monsters are created by people. If people have no problems in their hearts and do not behave abnormally, there will be no monsters.

This is what Qichang Weiyou said...

But the Eastern monsters mainly come from the extremely unified supernatural concept and simple world view of the East.

What's going on with this Western monster?

No, no, Zhang Xiao shook his head, not yet sure whether Professor Lu Ping was a monster.

When Lu Ping saw Zhang Xiao shaking his head, he thought there was nothing he could do, but he was not sad. He just sighed softly and was about to say something when he saw Zhang Xiao turn to the next page.

Um? Are you flipping through a book? Another glimmer of hope rose in his heart, and turning the book meant that Zhang had not given up yet.

Zhang Xiao didn't pay attention to Lu Ping's appearance. It was written in vernacular, because the writing was too profound, and those little Taoist boys could not understand it.

After watching it for a while, Zhang Xiao began to scratch his head, because according to "The Chronicles of Demons", Professor Lu Ping did not meet many of the characteristics of demons except for black energy, and monsters are generally aliens. According to legend, they can be cultivated into human form. It is not that there are no monsters, but they are too few, and they have never appeared in modern times. They are only recorded in Taoist classics.

He closed the book and fell into thought.

Lupine asked softly:

"Zhang can't find a way?"

Seeing the solemn look on Zhang Xiao's face, he began to comfort Zhang Xiao:

"It doesn't matter. I'm used to it. Even if there is no other way, life will not get worse. Besides, Dumbledore is willing to give me a very decent job. I am already very satisfied.

Zhang, don't take it to heart. "

Remus John Lupin was a quiet and gentle person who overflowed with inferiority.

But where does that leave us?

My trump card hasn’t been used yet!

"Professor, don't give up yet."

In Lu Ping's confused eyes, Zhang Xiao took out his telescope and shook people!

Compared with the first-grade situation where he couldn't see anything vaguely using a telescope, now Zhang Xiao feels that at least it has 180p clarity.

On the other side of the mirror is the familiar small courtyard of Longhu Mountain. The night is shrouded in darkness, and the green bamboos in the courtyard are swaying with the wind.

I forgot about the jet lag. Fortunately, it's not even 10 o'clock yet, so Dad probably isn't asleep.

Zhang Chengdao's face immediately appeared in the mirror, and he said hoarsely and tiredly:

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong?"

Zhang Xiao was shocked. He had never seen Zhang Chengdao so tired since he could remember. He forgot everything at this moment and asked hurriedly:

"Dad, what's wrong? Did something happen at home?"

Lu Ping didn't understand what was happening, but he could see Zhang Xiao's anxiety. The best response at this time was to stay quiet.

So he immediately picked up the tea cup.

Zhang Chengdao in the telescope shook his head with a smile and complained:

"It's nothing, I'm just too tired. I don't know what your grandfather is thinking. He said that I am not in China all the year round, so he asked me to run around more during this time.

Oh my God, it's been a month now. I've been traveling back and forth across the country, and I've been responsible for all of your Uncle Zhao's workload. "

Zhang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, that’s okay:

"Where's mom?"

"Your mother is with me. She's too tired. Go to bed first."

After confirming that his father was not going to rest now, the short but heartwarming father-son affection ended, and Zhang Xiao immediately entered the state of looking for his father when something happened.

After hearing his son's question, Zhang Chengdao became obviously interested, touched his chin and asked:

"A werewolf? Do you have demonic characteristics? I used to travel with your mother in the West - ahem, I never saw a werewolf during my travels. I did see a vampire once, and he was quite polite."

Zhang Chengdao thought for a while and then said:

"Well, things at home have come to an end. Your mother and I will go there after a few days' rest. I remember you can't go to that village.

When the time comes, invite your teacher to go over and see it in person.

Your mother is better than me in this regard. "

After finalizing the time and date, Zhang Xiao ended the call happily.

Professor Lu Ping immediately cast an inquiring look towards this side.

"Professor, my knowledge is shallow and I may not be able to see anything, but my parents will come over in a while and they will show it to you then.

How about next Hogsmeade weekend? "

Next Hogsmeade weekend? Lu Ping calculated the date, and there was still one month left. He nodded vigorously:

"I'm fine, thank you."

After leaving Professor Luping's office, Zhang Xiao stood there for a while, Sirius, his parents, it seems that next Hogsmeade weekend will be extremely lively.

Why don't we just invite everyone to our homes this Christmas? The place is big enough anyway, and the British don't necessarily need to spend Christmas at home. They just need to eat well enough.

that is it!

Lupine sat alone on the chair for a long time. It was not until the kettle on the stove made the sound of the water being boiled that Lupine came back to his senses. He tapped the kettle with his wand and muttered:

【Aguamenti】(clear water like spring)

The sizzling sound disappeared, and the flame of the heater licked the bottom of the kettle steadily again.

He stood up and wanted to look for any tea leaves left, but he immediately saw the very down-to-earth large red plastic bag on the utility rack, which was bulging with tea leaves.

There is also a small note on it - Professor, this is tea from my hometown, take it and try it.

Lu Ping held the note and read it for a long time, and finally a smile appeared on his miserable face.

He opened the plastic bag, took out some bubbles, and tasted it slowly.

But I think this is the best tea I have ever drunk in my life.

"Mr. Greengrass, do you mean that the Ministry of Magic has issued a new law making East-West trade illegal? Or that this trade must be exclusive to the Ministry of Magic? Private transactions are prohibited?"

Fudge repeated the request of the well-dressed man in front of him. He thought it was a bit ridiculous. How could such a huge trade volume be prohibited?

Not one family, not two families, but the combined power of more than a dozen families. It is no exaggeration to say that the combined power of these families is even more terrifying than the minister himself.

"Yes, that's what it means."

Old Greengrass was an English man with a goatee and thick blond hair. He wore black lambskin gloves on his hands, and a thin gold chain extended from the button and disappeared into the chest pocket.

He said calmly: "Yes, that's it. Mr. Fudge, you don't think you don't have to pay any price to take away Dumbledore's position, do you?"

Fudge leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "What's the reason?"

Greengrass smiled appropriately: "Perhaps the items from the East have not been inspected and classified by the Ministry of Magic, and it is impossible to confirm whether they meet the standards of the Ministry of Magic?"

Meet Ministry of Magic standards?

The Ministry of Magic has a standard for Merlin!

Because the mainstream in the wizarding world is handmade workshop-style production, and everyone produces something different. How can there be a universal standard?

Fudge made a hum sound from his nose: "Standard?"

"Yes, standards," Greengrass said very politely: "Maybe there were no standards in the past, but from now on, there will be standards. What do you think?"

Fudge fell silent.

Greengrass put one hand on Fudge's luxurious desk, tapped it once and for all, and said leisurely:

"Mr. Minister, I'm afraid you have to hurry up. As far as I know, Dumbledore did not conduct any collusion or lobbying in the last impeachment case.

Even so, he still received more than half the support.

If there is enough time and the cooling-off period for impeachment reaches, what do you think will be the outcome of the next impeachment?

I think you understand Dumbledore's influence in the Wizengamot better than I do - Mr Minister. "

He put down his crossed legs and pulled his clothes. A small wrinkle made him couldn't help but reveal a hint of disgust. After quickly smoothing it out with his fingers, Greengrass slowly leaned forward.

He said softly: "Time waits for no one, Cornelius Fudge-Minister."

Fudge's hands on the armrest suddenly grasped hard. He stared at the man in front of him indifferently, as if he wanted to remember him.

Greengrass looked at him without giving in. After a while, Fudge took the initiative to look away and said slowly:

"Tell me your conditions again."

Greengrass showed a victorious smile, but his tone became softer and softer, like a poisonous snake that seduces people's hearts:

"Prohibit the trade between the East and the West. We will help you remove Dumbledore's position as President of the Wizards' Federation and make the trade between the East and the West exclusively for the Ministry of Magic - of course, exclusively for us.

Dumbledore's Chief of the Wizengamot, we'll take that out for you too. "

After a long time, Fudge's hoarse voice sounded again in the large office:

"I will think about it."

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