Chinese students at Hogwarts

When Vernon pulled into driveway four and saw his house and beautiful lawn, he felt visibly better again.

Petunia is preparing a sumptuous dinner, but the Dursleys are forced to go into Christmas dinner mode a few days early due to Dudley's forceful demands to wave his cane.

He can eat an entire turkey by himself!

Mrs. Dursley had a good day, everything was normal. At the dinner table, Mrs. Dursley told him about the conflict between mother and daughter in the neighbor's house and other tidbits she had heard.

Dudley was not interested at all. He was busy piling the Christmas cookies and Christmas puddings on his plate high.

"Good boy, this is how you eat it." Vernon chuckled, picked up a glass of whiskey, handed his pudding to Dudley, and said to Petunia, who was happily recounting the gossip of the street next door:

"Honey, guess what I saw on the way back?"

Petunia paused the love-hate relationship between the fat widow and the milkman two blocks away and cut her own pudding with her lips pursed:

"uh-huh?"

"A Christmas tree that's thirty feet long! Who would use such a big Christmas tree!" Vernon laughed. This incident seemed to trigger his strange laughter. He raised another glass of whiskey and drank it in one gulp. Finally, he suddenly asked:

"Um - Petunia, dear - that boy is said to be spending Christmas with Mr. Black this year?"

In the Dursley family, Harry's name is a taboo word. If they have to mention him, the Dursleys will use "boy" instead.

"Ding" Petunia's knife collided with the beautiful bone china dinner plate, making a crisp sound.

She pursed her lips, looked at her husband sternly, and said dryly: "It should be, what's wrong? We agreed not to mention him at home."

Vernon touched his limp hair and muttered:

"I don't know why, but I have this weird feeling that if someone is using a Christmas tree, it's probably them."

Mrs. Dursley pursed her lips and took a sip of mulled wine. She shook her head impatiently:

"But what does this have to do with us?"

Vernon shrugged, suddenly feeling that his behavior was too stupid, right, what does it have to do with us?

But he suddenly thought of Blake again. God knows how surprised he and Penny were when that handsome middle-aged man with an aristocratic look knocked on their door and informed them of his identity.

(Blake's black hair is a metaphor for the Roman aristocracy, the noblest class in the West.)

Who would have thought that among those weird, crazy people who don't even know how to wear clothes, there would be a personable gentleman like Mr. Black?

"I'm very sorry. I am Harry's godfather. I have been busy with my family business outside these years. It is relatively remote and does not have modern communication equipment - you know, the minerals over there in Africa."

Mr. Black looked pale, with melancholy and decadence written all over his face.

Vernon and Petunia liked him almost immediately because he showed his gratitude with practical actions and purchased a large number of drilling rigs for his mining industry in Africa!

This was a generous thank you gift, enough to elevate Vernon Dursley's position to a higher level.

It was undoubtedly a pleasure to communicate with Mr. Black, although this gentleman did not know much about many things about them. For example, he did not understand tennis and was not a fan.

But Vernon talked to him about Chelsea and expressed his love and support for the team.

Mr. Black didn't feel strange at all. On the contrary, he showed a high level of interest and politely asked for relevant details.

When they learned that the Black family had a history of nearly a thousand years, Vernon and Petunia were in awe. This was respect for a true "old money".

For the sake of the rig order, and possible future orders, Vernon decided to give Mr. Black a unique place in his heart.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was somewhat silent. Vernon was looking at the wine in the crystal glass against the light, but he was actually driving away.

Dudley was not interested in anything. He had only one goal, and that was to kill this damn pudding.

After being quiet for a while, Penny decided to say something to lighten the atmosphere:

"My dear, I have good news to share with you -"

Sure enough, this sentence immediately aroused Vernon's interest.

He put down his wine glass, his thick beard trembling, and asked with interest:

"Oh? Let me guess, could it be that our little Dudley used his boxing gloves to knock out a few unlearned punks again?

He is truly a chivalrous and courageous Robin Hood! "

Some time ago, he won the Southeastern Junior Heavyweight Interschool Boxing Championship, but then came a warning from Smelting Middle School - Dudley was involved in several fights at school.

The Dursleys rushed into the school and loudly defended their son, claiming that Dudley never bullied others. He was caring and compassionate and could only protect his classmates with his fists.

Hearing her husband tell her son's heroic deeds, Penny couldn't help but smile. She handed over her dessert again:

"Mom's little angel, so that you have the strength to protect those poor children."

After watching Dudley swallow the fist-sized piece of pudding in one gulp, she said with a proud expression like a peacock's tail:

“Our lawn and garden won an award!”

"Winning a prize?" Vernon frowned. "What prize? My dear - you know, we also won a prize last time, but we were asked to remit the money first. That damn liar, my 100 pounds!"

"Of course I know!" Penny suddenly took out a beautifully packaged box. When she opened it, there was a beautiful trophy and a check:

"Look, the bonus has been paid, 500 pounds! I went to the bank to verify it, and the check is genuine!"

Five hundred pounds? This is not a small sum. Most people currently cannot get five hundred pounds a month. Vernon nodded and temporarily put aside his doubts.

Penny was still chattering about the whole story of winning the award:

"This is a professional review committee that does not require registration. They have personnel in and around London. They will not alarm anyone, but they will use the most stringent eyes to inspect every household's lawn and garden!

If everyone is asked to sign up, they will go back and tidy up their own lawns carefully, so it will not be possible to tell who is paying the most attention to the lawn. So their idea is to find the lawn that is paying the most attention to the lawn.

You know, I have a knack for taking care of lawns and gardens, so darling, our home won the 'Best Lawn and Garden in Surrey' award! "

Vernon clapped his hands vigorously, and at the same time called Dudley to applaud Petunia too. He wiped his tears and said tremblingly:

"Penny, your hard work for this home has finally paid off. Congratulations, you deserve it. I swear there is no lawn better than ours in the entire United Kingdom!"

Not even Buckingham Palace! "

Penny became more and more proud, as serious as the Prime Minister giving a speech:

“Not only that, as the champions of Surrey County, we will also participate in the selection of the entire London! The people on the committee told me that with their professional vision, our lawn is very promising!

Once you win the title in London - a prize of £10,000! "

"Dad, is it really impossible to calculate the location of the Horcrux?"

Zhang Xiao lay in the spacious back seat of the Rolls-Royce and asked with a yawn. The little wizard was too excited last night, especially when Harry took advantage of his invisibility cloak and dragged them to the bathroom on the third floor to play. It's midnight and it's clean and safe now.

Even the professor who patrols at night will not go to that place, and Myrtle can help keep a lookout.

The four little ones have been separated. They must first go back to their own homes to tidy up, and then they will come together tomorrow, such as the Weasley family.

Bill and Charlie will also come back this year, so they will have 9 people, which makes Mr. Arthur and Mrs. Molly a little embarrassed.

However, Zhang Chengdao upheld the traditional Chinese hospitality and patted his chest to express that there were enough rooms in his home and there was absolutely no need to worry about not being able to accommodate them.

As for expenses, let’s not talk about money.

Zhang Chengdao patted the steering wheel and thought for a while:

"It's not impossible to calculate, right? Didn't that fool split several of them? If we take them all, we should be able to calculate them, but it can only be a rough estimate, and we can't calculate the exact location.

By the way, that fool’s position can’t be calculated. "

Zhang Chengdao paused and marveled: "Don't tell me, there is something in the West. Soul and soul are so closely related, but Horcruxes can still maintain a state of isolation and connection.

It's really rare. Your fourth uncle specializes in souls and has never seen anything like this happen. Didn't you say you wanted to extract Voldemort's soul from the object?

Your fourth uncle has to take action on this matter. He has been waiting to see the peep show for a long time. "

Zhang Xiao was relieved, and now only Harry and Hufflepuff's golden cups were left, and Nagini, who didn't know if there was any split.

Among them, the one that worries me the most is the Golden Cup. Although it is said that the Golden Cup was hidden in Bella's vault in the original time and space, what if it is not hidden now? Or maybe Voldemort suddenly wants to change positions or something, that would be a disaster.

Just have an approximate location and leave the rest to Dumbledore.

The Rolls-Royce was slowly moving forward in the traffic. Zhang Chengdao was silent for a while, and suddenly said softly:

"Xiaoxiao."

"Huh? What's wrong, Dad?"

"There is news from Longhu Mountain that the situation in my hometown is not quite right recently."

Zhang Xiao turned around, frowned and asked nervously:

"That's not right, isn't there [Heaven]?"

"Well, this is something that your uncles and I don't quite understand. It stands to reason that although the undercurrents are surging in the country now, the country is still generally stable. At least it is much more stable than when there was an emperor in the past. There is obviously no abnormality in [Heavenly Court] Yes, but the signs are getting worse.

The Zombie King incident broke out in Sichuan and Chongqing some time ago. The zombies that have been around for nearly a thousand years have almost turned into bones. Fortunately, it is also one of the most important strongholds of our Dao Sect. It was discovered in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. .

In this way, several powerful Taoist disciples were seriously injured. "

"Ah? How to deal with it?"

Zhang Chengdao sighed:

"Tsk, this is also the first time I know that zombies of this level appear in the world. I have seen a few zombies that have just become wandering zombies before. They are very strong but relatively easy to deal with.

When a zombie is close to being struck by lightning, the corpse is still there. If you don't destroy the corpse, you are helping it transform. When the true spirit cannot be dispersed by lightning, it will be time to become an indestructible zombie.

After being trapped, he was burned with real fire. "

Sichuan and Chongqing, Zombies, Burning Zhang Xiao scratched his head, feeling like he had seen it somewhere in his previous life.

Before he could recall the relevant 'supernatural stories', Zhang Chengdao had already continued:

"So your mother and I will probably have to live in the country permanently. This is our responsibility. We must ensure the peace of the country. You must be careful in everything you do here. After all, you are the only one here."

Zhang Xiao waved his hand:

"It's okay. Just go back. The country is more important. I still have some life-saving things here. In the worst case, I'll just use the teleportation talisman to move grandpa here!"

"You kid -" Zhang Chengdao glanced at his son through the rearview mirror angrily and shook his head: "I knew you were going to say this."

The Rolls-Royce gradually stopped, and heavy snow began to fall outside. People all over London seemed to have come out, and they were seizing the last moment to make crazy purchases.

"Do you know how the Great Teleportation Talisman achieves movement?"

Zhang Chengdao suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

"Hmm - I'm not sure. It wasn't mentioned in my first explanation of the talismans."

"After using the Great Teleportation Talisman, it will mark your location. This kind of mark can only be captured by [Heavenly Court]. If it is within the coverage of [Heavenly Court], it will immediately teleport you to a Taoist stronghold.

But if you are outside the coverage of [Heaven], the people who have been bound to the Great Teleportation Talisman will be sent there. This is why your grandfather will be moved there instead of you being moved back.

The Great Teleportation Talisman itself does not actually have the ability to teleport, and your grandfather does not have the ability to teleport thousands of miles away instantly, but he is the only one in the entire Taoist sect who can resist this kind of teleportation.

The one that can truly realize this kind of ultra-long-distance transmission is actually [Heaven].

So. Once [Heaven] becomes unstable."

Snowflakes began to appear one after another on the windshield, and then melted quietly, turning into small water droplets flowing along the glass, leaving traces of winding trails. The heater in the car was whining, making people feel warm. A drowsy feeling.

But Zhang Chengdao's words made Zhang Xiao feel a deep chill in his heart.

After thinking for a while, he said slowly:

"If this really happens, will the teleportation talisman in my hand become a piece of waste paper?"

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, Zhang Chengdao nodded:

"Yes, that's why I asked you to be careful."

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