Pandaren Professor at Hogwarts

The soul transfer was successful!

This is something that everyone can see, but the little man on the compass did not point out the locations of other Horcruxes as expected. Instead, he sat in the middle of the compass, like a fool, in a daze, regardless of Director Dou. No matter how he played with it, Tom Riddle was unmoved.

The original Tom Riddle was a little stupid, but that was caused by madness caused by the loss of memory. The current state obviously has nothing to do with memory. His function is just a pointer and does not require any self-awareness.

The compass was passed among several people around the table, trying to find out why it malfunctioned, but the progress was not smooth. Even Grindelwald, who was proficient in black magic, did not find any problem.

Until the compass was delivered to Uncle Ma, he looked at it carefully and asked Lanfeng some questions about Horcruxes. Then a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he patted Chairman Su and Director Dou on the backs of their heads with some hatred. He said indifferently: "I have taught you a long time ago that you must look at the problem from its essence. What can you study with this compass?! Tell me about the habits of the ghost mother."

Uncle Ma pointed at Chairman Su.

Chairman Su seemed to have returned to the time when he studied under Uncle Ma decades ago, and answered honestly: "The ghost mother gives birth to babies during the day, eats at night, and has some kind of perception of the little ghosts...and then..."

As soon as Chairman Su started to answer, he stopped, and then slapped his forehead: "Ghost mother, kid, how could I forget this situation?"

Seeing that everyone was waiting for him to explain, he took the compass and pointed at little Tom inside: "The imp and the ghost mother are in a subordinate relationship. The imp is firmly controlled by the ghost mother, but there is a connection between Voldemort's souls. , but they are generally independent of each other. Since they are independent of each other..."

Having said this, everyone will understand that if they are independent of each other, they will not be able to perceive each other.

"Then what determines the affiliation?" Director Dou asked, "Is it the size or something?"

"This..." Chairman Su couldn't answer this question, and no one else knew.

"If you don't know, just do some research!" Lan Feng saw that everyone was thinking again: "We are not experts in this field. Tomorrow I will go to the Chinese Research Institute of Alien Beasts and Spiritual Plants and ask him to help do some research. What's wrong with us being so fanciful? What’s the use?”

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He was originally full of confidence, but he failed to achieve the ultimate goal. Director Dou's interest was a little low, and he also had some things to do, so he didn't get together in the evening.

The store was very lively, and most of the people who came to eat were in groups. There were often boxes of beer piled up beside the tables. Beer in this era was very cheap, so I thought all the bottles had to be recycled.

Surrounding the hot copper hot pot were Lan Feng, Grindelwald, Chairman Su, Uncle Ma and his daughter Sister Ma.

Sister Ma enthusiastically introduced to Grindelwald the origins and ways of eating old Beijing Shabu-Shabu Pork.Grindelwald was not bothered either and listened with great interest.

On the other side, Chairman Su and Lan Feng chatted together.

"The movie you made is expected to be released during the Spring Festival. The film studio asked me to ask you if you want to review the film?" Chairman Su clinked glasses with Lan Feng and drank all the beer in the glass. .

Lan Feng was a little surprised: "It took less than half a year to complete the film? It's quite efficient."

Chairman Su shook his head: "The people over there told me that after you joined the team, you served as an actor and a prop. You took care of all the special effects and scenery. They basically only used dubbing and editing in the later stage. It is said that the filming was pretty good. Go and have a look tomorrow?"

Lan Feng picked out a chopstick of lamb tail oil, dipped it in sesame sauce and stuffed it into his mouth. He said with a look of enjoyment, "I'm not going. It's just for fun. You can just do what you want. But please help me keep an eye on it. Box office Don’t fool me with the share, I will also use the money to support education in mountainous areas.”

"Don't worry, there is still [-]% of our unit's funds in it."

The two smiled at each other.

"What are you talking about? Come on, come on! Touch one!"

When Sister Ma saw Lan Feng and Chairman Su getting together, the smile on her face made people get goosebumps, so she raised her wine glass and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Wish Laoge a Merry Christmas in advance!" Everyone wished him well.

This meal was very good. Unlike decades later, the mutton in the store was very delicious and pure. The chefs also had real skills and the meat was cut crystal clear.

I don’t know whether it’s because he stayed in Nurmengard Tower for too long or because he really likes mutton-boiled meat. Grindelwald ate a lot and tried various cuts of meat, especially the high-pitched mutton with crispy bones. The calcium mutton was even more praised. This made Lan Feng feel that Grindelwald's character was a bit broken, but when he remembered that there was a centenarian in Hogwarts who liked candy, he didn't think it was so strange for a while.

After the meal, Uncle Ma and his daughter took Grindelwald away, while Lanfeng was taken to the guest house of the Law Association by Chairman Su. Lanfeng planned to stay one night and go to the Chinese Alien Beasts and Spiritual Plants early the next morning. He went to the research institute to take a look, but as soon as he entered the hotel door, Lan Feng saw an unexpected person.

At the front desk of the hotel, a man with blond hair and a Western face, wearing a polyester cardigan, was leaning on the table in the front desk and writing furiously. In front of him, there were several small bottles with neat specifications placed. The person was very involved in writing and didn't notice anyone coming in.

"Mr. Lockhart?" Lan Feng asked with some uncertainty, because the man in front of him was completely different from what he was half a year ago. There were no exquisite decorations on his body, no various badges, and no longer gorgeous clothes. Extraordinarily simple.

The man raised his head and asked subconsciously: "How many people are there? Do you want a single room or a standard room?"

He raised his head and saw the human form of Lan Feng. He was stunned for a moment. Then he recognized Lan Feng and said in surprise: "Mr. Lan Feng! Is it you?!"

The man at the front desk was really Lockhart, and Lan Feng was quite emotional. Half a year ago, Mr. Lockhart was a liar who was not only rich but also a loser. Half a year later, he actually became the front desk of the hotel. This change of identity was really real. It makes people dumbfounded.

"Lao Luo! Are there guests?"

At this time, a girl in uniform ran out of the corridor and said to Lockhart. Then she saw Lanfeng standing outside the front desk and bowed quickly: "Hello, do you want to stay?"

Although Lanfeng hadn't figured out the situation yet, he still answered the girl's question first: "Yes, accommodation. Someone should have come to register." After that, he put his mage badge on the table.

The girl walked into the front desk, checked the badge information with her wand, and then rummaged through the book: "303, sir, you can open the door with the badge."