Chinese students at Hogwarts

Zhang Xiao completed the preparations for each trip to the principal's office with ease, just like an unknown dean of Slytherin House and Potions Professor preparing the potion of life and death.

Everything was a subconscious idea, but the magic faithfully implemented his wishes.

After he finished everything, Zhang Xiao realized that his behavior was inappropriate.

Dumbledore might not care, it didn't matter when there were only two of them, but when there were other people.

This kind of behavior is a bit disrespectful to Dumbledore, and it is a slap in the face.

If you make a mistake, correct it. Zhang Xiao immediately looked at Dumbledore, wanting to express his apology.

But he didn't expect Dumbledore to wink at him secretly.

"Harry, Draco, it seems Zhang has done some work for me. Young people are always so positive and full of energy."

Dumbledore gestured to them to sit down.

He himself walked behind the high-backed chair where he usually sat, with his fingers facing each other as if he was thinking about something.

Zhang Xiao breathed a small sigh of relief, but suddenly felt that the principal's office was too quiet today, and then realized that all the portraits were pretending to be asleep.

Even his 'fanboy' Phineas Nigellus Black was dozing off in a very elegant posture.

But the portraits' twitching eyebrows and ears suggest they're still interested in what's going to happen next.

Dumbledore put down his hand, looked at the nervous Harry and Malfoy with his blue eyes, and pushed the candy box in their direction.

He made a gentle joke:

"Don't be so nervous, unless you think this place is scarier than Professor Snape's cell."

Harry relaxed a little. Because of Zhang Xiao, the young savior did not become a frequent visitor to the principal's office like in the original novel.

"Professor, here -" Harry raised his finger and circled it: "It is beautiful and the most interesting office I have ever seen."

Malfoy also nodded, imitating the way his father chatted with the Minister of Magic, trying hard to be more formal and mature:

"Yes, respected Principal Dumbledore, the layout here is full of unique charm——"

Dumbledore was amused by Malfoy's appearance. A wise old man must have found it interesting to see a child pretending to be a little adult, so he laughed uncontrollably.

His long white beard also trembled, and he said seriously:

"Thank you for your comments and appreciation, Mr. Draco Malfoy."

Malfoy was startled, and a blush suddenly appeared on his pale face. This was excitement.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something very appropriate, but all that came out was a mosquito-like: "Thank you."

Tsk tsk tsk, Zhang Xiao thought of those purebloods who usually shouted "Old Biden", "Old Immortal", "Old Fool" and the like, such as the former Malfoy family.

But once Dumbledore was willing to give him some face and respect, it was like the sun was shining brightly.

"Okay, let's talk about something else, Harry, Draco."

Dumbledore didn't know whether he forgot or did it on purpose, but he didn't mention Zhang Xiao's name.

The two little ones hurriedly sat down and showed that they were listening carefully.

"You said that Professor Trelawney became strange before she fell into coma and said a lot of strange things?"

"Yeah, yeah, Professor she's getting weird and scary!"

"Professor Trelawney's eyes move faster than the waterwheel in Hogsmeade!"

"She seems to have turned into an Eastern 'zombie' (jumping stiffness), as if her joints can't turn!"

"Professor Trelawney's voice is scarier than the sound of Mandrake!"

Dumbledore listened carefully, and even though Professor Trelawney was about to turn into a monster when Harry and Malfoy were telling them, he still did not interrupt them.

The same goes for Zhang Xiao, who sat quietly and drank hot tea. When he was young, he didn't know how to take care of his intestines and stomach. He drank iced drinks every day because of his youth. Only when he got older did he know how to suffer.

The two little ones didn't know what Trelawney had done, but they knew very well, and what Trelawney predicted was obviously not a good thing. ,

If he told it in front of Harry and Malfoy, he didn't know how much panic it would cause, so the solution for now was to pretend he didn't know anything.

Wait for Harry and Malfoy to leave and have a private chat with Dumbledore.

Finally, Malfoy and Harry finished the story, but they were too frightened at the time and did not fully remember what Trelawny said.

Instead, he pieced together weird and messy sentences.

But just these messy words made Dumbledore's face gradually become serious. He thought for a while and nodded slowly:

"Um - thank you, Harry Draco, thank you for your description, it's very - very detailed."

Well said, don't say it again next time.

Harry and Malfoy couldn't help but smile.

"By the way, I have a small request here." Dumbledore looked at the two little wizards calmly with his blue eyes like the sea.

He said softly and sincerely:

"About Professor Trelawney, including what she said. Can you keep it a secret?"

Keep it secret? Harry looked at Dumbledore in shock, why should he keep it a secret? Could it be that what Trelawney said - those things that were originally thought to be fantasy and impossible, were all true?

For a moment, Harry was filled with great panic, which made him panic and he actually forgot to respond.

At this moment, Malfoy's voice came from the side, still with the indifference of 'seeing through everything' and the overflowing confidence of the Malfoy family:

"Yes, of course there is no problem, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Trelawney is also a teacher at Hogwarts anyway, if such a ridiculous thing spreads.

It is undoubtedly a big blow to the reputation of the school. As a student of Hogwarts, and the Malfoy family as school directors, I have an unshirkable responsibility to maintain the reputation of Hogwarts! "

Yes. Is that so?

Harry thought for a while and felt that what Malfoy said really made sense!

Thinking of Trelawney's ferocious and terrifying look at that time, Harry felt that if he were a parent, he would not want his children to face such a teacher.

"Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore, we will definitely keep the secret!" Harry nodded firmly.

Although Dumbledore didn't know why Malfoy had such thoughts, he didn't understand where such a strong sense of ownership came from.

But obviously Malfoy perfectly solved many problems that needed to be covered up.

"Yes, that's what I thought, Mr. Malfoy, and you're absolutely right."

Dumbledore nodded in relief and continued naturally:

"So - you two, do you want to experience the flame movement of the phoenix?"

"Wow-! Really Professor?"

Zhang Xiao felt that the entire principal's office seemed to be a little brighter. That was the 'light' emanating from the eyes of Harry and Malfoy.

"Pa" Dumbledore snapped his fingers, smiled and shouted: "Fawkes!"

Fox, who was pretending to be asleep on the golden shelf next door and hoping that Dumbledore would forget about him, slowly raised his head and quickly sent messages to Zhang Xiao with his golden pupils.

‘When will that beautiful Qingluan come back? ’

Fox raised his tail feathers, and sparks appeared all around. Along with the golden-red phoenix flames, the two little wizards were wrapped in two balls of flames with novelty and excitement.

A clear cry sounded, the firelight shone, and the two figures disappeared into the principal's office.

I completely forgot that Zhang Xiao was still here.

It was at this moment that the portraits on the wall seemed to suddenly come to life together. They stretched themselves and made a bustling sound:

"I finally left. I almost couldn't hold back my sneeze -"

"Why do we have to pretend to be asleep? We are portraits that can move."

"If he saw that the former headmaster of Hogwarts was such an inquiring curiosity, I'm sure they would be disappointed."

"That's Harry Potter, right? I don't have a portrait outside. This is the first time I've seen him. He's very nice and energetic."

Phineas touched his mustache:

"Is that the heir of this generation of the Malfoy family? Narcissa's child? I always feel that it looks different from the previous Slytherins."

He clapped his hands and said in surprise:

"It feels a bit like Zhang to me!"

Zhang Xiao happily listened to the chatter of the portraits. They could always tell a lot of things they didn't know, and their master must have instilled a lot of things into them when they were painting the portraits.

"Okay, stop arguing, business is more important."

A tall and thin principal wearing a conical hat said seriously:

"What we need to pay attention to now is the prophecy——"

He suddenly stopped talking and blinked, but suddenly he remembered that Zhang Xiao didn't know about the prophecy that Strawni had made, nor the importance of this prophecy.

"Dumbledore, the first thing we need to do now is to find this prophecy ball and listen to the specific prophecy. If it is really what the little wizards said - it would be too bad."

Dumbledore hesitated, wondering whether he should tell Zhang Xiao about Trelawney. If things were okay in general, it was obvious that Trelawney predicted something extraordinary this time.

While he was thinking about it, he heard Zhang Xiao say slowly from across the table:

"Professor, you once said that prophecy is based on the present moment, and you are extremely lucky to have a glimpse of the future."

With a gentle wave of his hand, the water in the kettle suddenly floated, forming a small river in the air. Some small, crystal-clear fish made of water jumped and floated in the river.

"Professor, the past cannot be changed and the future cannot be predicted. This is what you told me. If we live in this river, the so-called prophecy is a small fish jumping out of the water."

A small fish suddenly jumped up with all its strength, but fell back into the water again the next second.

"When it jumped out of the water, it saw the future direction of the river, so this is a prophecy?"

Dumbledore was silent, just looking at the small river formed by magic in the sky.

"The past cannot be changed, and the future cannot be predicted. Can I understand that this river cannot flow upstream? Even if the past is there, we cannot go back, and the future cannot be predicted.

It’s because what we are experiencing is like the grass in the river. No one knows the direction in which the small fish swims, and no one can see the fish jumping out of the water. "

Zhang Xiao's voice gradually became lower, and the expression on his face became more and more serious. He took out the Xuan Yao jade silk on which the prophecy was recorded and placed it on the table.

Making the trick with one hand, at this moment, more and more things he had experienced before appeared in his mind.

The mechanism of the Taoist Ceremony Examination was changed for no reason, and he was the only one qualified to walk.

There were also sudden changes in Suolongjing, the Heavenly Master announced that chaos was coming, and parents complained that the world had suddenly changed.

And the most important, what are the disasters written before and after Slytherin?

If this was the general trend, if Trelawney really jumped out of the water under Harry's stimulation.

The future cannot be predicted, but the general direction of the river can be predicted.

There is a very interesting thing. In the microscopic realm, many things can be described as magic. If everyone in the world were particles in the microscopic world, they would be unpredictable.

But if all human beings come together and become a macroscopic aggregate, then it can be observed.

This is prophecy!

This is the truth!

Zhang Xiao felt that he had never seen so clearly before. It was just that Trelawney made a prophecy, but let him combine what he saw, and he got closer to the truth bit by bit.

He looked at Dumbledore and said word by word:

"Professor, you are right, the future is unpredictable, but the future is determined!"

The entire principal's office was silent, and the portraits fell into silence again. They looked at Zhang Xiao in shock, as if they didn't understand what he was talking about.

But Dumbledore's blue eyes were unusually bright. He looked at Zhang Xiao, and Zhang Xiao looked at him without fear.

If the river wants to change its direction, then let Dumbledore, one of the largest fishes, use his own fish head to carve out a new river channel!

His fingers gently brushed the swirling jade silk.

Zila Zila—Trelawney’s strangely deformed voice sounded again, filling the silent principal’s room:

"Destiny. The inevitable fate is coming.

This is an irreversible fate. Darkness is gathering.

Desire is twisting. The box is about to be opened.

No one can escape, everyone will be involved. Destruction, destruction, destruction, and the lonely brave man can hardly hold on anymore.

He is the bravest one. What a pity. The tragic song of the hero has begun to play. No one knows his achievements.

The Dark Lord covets this twisted power. But he never understands that it is self-destruction.

you do not--"

Zhang Xiao flicked his fingers without changing his expression. Stop playing this Gulu!

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The content of this chapter is very important. By the way, the ending was decided first. There is no battle between gods and demons that everyone is worried about, or ancient gods and the like. But in the end it must be an unprecedented scene, and it will be in a way that I think is very Presented in a reasonable and very interesting way.

My goal from beginning to end is to complete HP's worldview and make the whole world more logical and complete, rather than writing about the protagonist becoming a god and destroying the world. Ancient things must be mentioned. This is a rich worldview that cannot be circumvented. , for example, there is a reasonable logical extension from ancient times to the present.

But these contents can at most be mentioned at the end, and a few chapters will be used to write about what happened in ancient times.

So this chapter is indeed very important, an important foreshadowing.

That's it, Risby!