Chinese students at Hogwarts

When the light balls of the magic spells completely devoured Zhang Xiao, many people couldn't help but cover their mouths.

Even the mold and demon hunters who didn't know the inside story of the wizarding world, looking at Zhang Xiao surrounded by golden light and Voldemort covered with black air, knew that Voldemort, who looked like a deformed child, was a villain.

Pain, severe pain came from every corner of the body.

The clear golden light resisted stubbornly, but it still shattered in a very short time in the face of such a powerful force.

Just when Zhang Xiao felt that he was about to die like this, the thin golden bracelet on his wrist suddenly burst out with extremely powerful power.

The ancient oath magic finally began to take effect.

A thin ray of light bloomed on the surface of Zhang Xiao's body. This light was not dazzling, but it was firm and kept all the harm out.

At the same time, Neville, who was running here with tears streaming down his face, felt his heart beat suddenly, and an inexplicable voice sounded in his mind.

Not only him, all the Longbottoms raised their heads at the same moment.

On the battlefield, many people had lost all hope. Dumbledore fell, Grindelwald fell, and the little wizard who was expected to be the next Dumbledore fell.

Even though he had used unprecedented methods, Voldemort still did not die.

"The wizarding world is over"

"Darkness will once again cover us."

Voldemort laughed crazily, even though he paid a huge price, even though he was now less than half of his heyday.

But the stumbling block of the entire wizarding world is finally gone, and he is about to dominate the whole world!

Harry stared blankly, his mouth open, his mind blank at this time, only one thought kept appearing, Zhang. Dead?

Beside him, Hermione knelt on the ground, covering her face and sobbing in pain, Cedric had already drawn his wand and ran towards Voldemort frantically, Malfoy howled meaninglessly, holding his gun with tears and pouring bullets at Voldemort dozens of meters away.

"No!" A terrible scream came from a distance, and Harry turned his head blankly to look at the source of the scream.

This is Professor McGonagall, the professor with disheveled hair, stumbling here, Professor Flitwick even forgot that he had clouds, and leaned on his legs and raised his wand and screamed loudly towards Voldemort.

He never thought, never dreamed that Professor McGonagall could make such a sound.

Harry still stared at the light ball in the distance, and the sound gradually came back. He gradually reacted that his best friend, Zhang, was dead.

He was looking forward to the dissipation of the ball. Zhang stood there, smiling at them, always confidently telling everyone that everything was up to me.

His mind even couldn't help but emerge when they first met.

He opened the door of the box, and an oriental boy leaned on the seat, holding a book in his hand, smiling at him.

Before this, Harry didn't even know what a friend was, but at that moment, he had a friend.

Tears slid from his emerald eyes, and Harry didn't know when he had pulled out his wand.

"Ah!!!"

He let out a shrill and angry roar that he had never heard before, and his heart was filled with unprecedented anger and rage. He wanted to kill that son of a bitch Voldemort!

He just wanted to kill Voldemort!

"Useless emotions, weak reptiles are just jumping up to harass the giant when they are angry."

Voldemort laughed, and he even enjoyed the looks from others, treating everyone's anger and sadness as a very exciting drama.

He lazily put down his wand, thinking about how to kill all those people who didn't know what was good for them, so as to show his strength and cruelty in front of the whole world.

The ball of light disappeared, and Zhang Xiao, who was charred all over, fell straight down, splashing a cloud of dust on the ground.

Voldemort was surprised to find that he didn't seem to be dead yet, and his chest was still rising and falling.

Not dead yet? Maybe I should cut off his head?

Or Avada Kedavra.

Voldemort raised the spell, and a dazzling green light flew towards the people on the ground.

He smiled more and more until the spell was blocked by a huge door.

"Longbottoms! It's time to fulfill the ancient oath with our lives!"

A white-haired old woman rushed out of the door first, holding her wand high, and roared loudly:

"Longbottoms, don't be afraid! Go forward! Go forward! The Longbottom family will be loyal to death!"

Accompanying her roar, all the members of the Longbottom family rushed out.

Alice and his wife, Algie Longbottom, Annie Longbottom, and even children were in the middle of them. Their faces were nervous, but so firm.

Like moths flying into the fire, they knew that they would die if they rushed forward, but they still rushed forward without hesitation.

They really fulfilled their oaths and guarded with their lives.

Neville's speed was particularly fast. He even rushed to the front. Voldemort's face was extremely ugly. He roared that he would use the most vicious method to let the Longbottom family who dared to resist him know what cruelty is.

But no one left him.

Voldemort was too strong. He just waved his wand with a huge amplitude, and those who were not strong enough flew out, spitting blood.

But Alice, Frank, Neville, Augusta and others were still there, and they bravely fired spells at Voldemort.

Soon more people came over. Zhang Xiao's death seemed to ignite the anger that had long been accumulated in people, and they rushed forward without hesitation.

Not only that, the house elves rushed over in a mighty force. These small, always docile elves cried and screamed, waving all kinds of things, and rushed forward, with the rain rushing in the front: "Fight! Fight! Fight for our most merciful and greatest master! Resist the Dark Lord! Fight!"

Voldemort's face finally changed, and he even began to be forced to defend.

In the chaos, no one noticed the changes in Zhang Xiao lying on the ground.

The eagle with spread wings flew over the towering tower, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on the floor through the windows of the castle.

The castle was quiet. The young wizards were sleeping in the Great Hall. Even the ghosts in the castle knew about the big events that happened far away, and they were worriedly discussing in the underground classroom.

In the room where every request is answered, Ms. Glove put down the book in her hand and looked out the window leisurely. Her eyes seemed to have traveled through time and space.

She saw the distant other side and the changes in the young wizard.

I entrust my future to you, Zhang.

Voldemort screamed. His unclear mind made him say a lot of things he shouldn't say before. Now even a Death Eater was unwilling to help him.

His followers quietly took off their hoods and pretended to be normal wizards.

Voldemort finally realized that something was wrong. He had no choice but to summon the Fiendfyre again. The red flame seemed to devour everything.

The giant python formed by the flame burned fiercely, and everything it touched burned up.

The short siege finally stopped temporarily. Voldemort breathed heavily and stood in the middle of the flames, staring at everyone viciously.

I wish I could kill everyone right now.

But no, he needs to rest.

Zhang Xiao looked around in amazement. It seemed that there was no concept of time and space here. There was only endless white light in sight.

This light shone on his body and made him feel warm.

Where am I?

Zhang Xiao wanted to shout, but he opened his mouth and made no sound.

On the contrary, his actions seemed to have touched something. The milky white light fluctuated, forming an overwhelming torrent that washed over from all directions.

There was no place to hide, and no way to hide.

"Plop" he seemed to fall into the water. On the contrary, the water was not cold, but warm. Just soaking in it brought him a different kind of joy and satisfaction.

It seemed that all the beauty in the world was here. He was immersed in this infinitely beautiful mood and could not extricate himself.

He even hoped from the bottom of his heart that he would sleep forever and never wake up.

Zhang Xiao sank deeper and deeper with a satisfied smile. He even began to forget who he was and many things. He just simply enjoyed the beauty.

Gradually, his body began to glow, and it seemed that he was about to turn into light and merge with the warm white light around him.

At this moment, a tiny voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Zhang Xiao frowned, as if he was not happy that his integration into the whole ocean was interrupted.

But those tiny voices kept talking.

He had to temporarily stop the idea of ​​integration and listen to what these voices were saying.

"I want to reward Mr. Xiao Zhang with 60 points!"

"President! Good day~"

"Zhang——called his dragon!"

"The gates of Hogwarts will be open to you tonight!"

"Zhang presented us with one of the most exciting decisive battles in the thousand years since the establishment of Hogwarts. He rode on the dragon and raised his spear, just as many people imagined.

Charge! Never retreat!

He risked his life to deal with the basilisk, applied the knowledge he learned well, and accomplished a miracle—defeated the basilisk!

Zhang showed us what a real Slytherin is, that is leadership, wisdom, tolerance and the courage to fight to the death when necessary!"

Zhang Xiao's closed eyes suddenly trembled slightly, and his expression was a little struggling.

The tiny voice was still speaking, but the voice was getting louder and louder:

"Oh my God, Zhang! He is so fast! He grabbed the key in just a blink of an eye!"

"Unstoppable, second round, third round!"

"Let us congratulate Zhang Xiao, he is the champion of the first project!"

"What did we see? He chose the second path! He wants to defeat the giant head-on!"

"Zhang, sit on his throne!"

Zhang Xiao's expression was struggling more and more.

"Zhang! The undisputed champion of the first Super Flame Cup!"

The chaotic voice turned into a call with various emotions and voices at this moment.

This call contained expectations, enthusiasm, praise, cheers, and everything.

"Zhang!"

"Zhang?"

"Zhang"

"Zhang"

"Xiaoxiao!"

In the endless light, as if some kind of shackles were broken, Zhang Xiao slowly opened his eyes.

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