Pandaren Professor at Hogwarts

"Wele what the hell?"

Lan Feng in his previous life.My English is only half-baked, I know some words, but far from being able to communicate.Watching Dumbledore in the distance approaching slowly, he was speaking babbling English. Although he could feel his kindness, he couldn't understand how to communicate.

However, his group of friends in Azeroth had already thought of this situation and discussed many plans.For example, those druids, it was like letting me learn from them to understand nature and listen to all things. Unfortunately, although Lan Feng is a peace-loving panda, he has nothing to do with environmentalists. The first thing he saw when he saw animals and plants was The reaction is always can I eat it?Is it yummy?This is the common trait of pandas who love food, and it is engraved in their DNA.

Excluding the natural way, only magic is left. The elves were as arrogant as ever and provided a magic spell to search memory. This was their general method of obtaining troll information, but it was ruthlessly rejected by Lan Feng.Although this magic will not cause harm to both parties, the practice of spying on other people's memories is still too inhumane.

In the end, Lanfeng's good brother, the Lorewalker Zhou Zhuo, proposed a plan that everyone recognized. He would refine the magic scroll, and then engrave it with the natural magic of the druid and the arcane magic of the elves.Natural magic can tell the contactee whether he or she agrees to the scroll capturing his memory about communication methods. After the contactee agrees, the elf's magic takes effect and copies the memory for Lanfeng's use.

So, Lanfeng put away the branches, put his hand on the space gem on his belt, and searched for the scroll among a lot of items. "Not the holy water of the monastery! Not the sapphire statue of Aya! Damn it! When did Wrathion stuff a mana rack into my belt?"

There were not so many things in the gem originally. It should have been stuffed into it by the group of old friends headed by Chen Stormstout after they got him drunk the day before he left.There are muskets, staffs, books, everything. Lan Feng even found a lock of elf hair. Whose hair is it?Lanfeng didn't know either.

Finally, before Dumbledore stopped, he found Zhou Zhuo's scroll, which was simple and mysterious.

Holding the scroll in his hand, Lanfeng racked his brains, trying to get Dumbledore to touch the scroll, but he didn't know how to express it. Finally, he popped out a few words: "doit! jtdoit!"

"What? Dowhat?" Dumbledore stopped and looked at the creature holding the scroll in front of him, which reminded him of the merchants hawking at the door in Diagon Alley, or the brainwashing scenes of some illegal organizations.

But Dumbledore analyzed something from Lanfeng's demeanor and movements, and asked tentatively, "Touchit?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Touch, touch, touch!" Although Lan Feng had not thought of this word just now, when he heard Dumbledore say it, he immediately recalled it and presented the scroll to Dumbledore's eyes.

Dumbledore glanced at his phoenix and saw that it was normal, so he stretched out his index finger and touched the scroll. At this time, the scroll glowed faintly with green light, which was very comfortable.Dumbledore also felt that the message from the scroll was a very original message with no specific expression mode, but Dumbledore could clearly understand its meaning.Hope that if you relax your mind, the scroll will copy your memory of communication?

Dumbledore was suspicious, but driven by curiosity, he still stopped the Occlumency that he kept running day and night.

The green light of the scroll dissipated and instead emitted arcane blue light. Some memories were copied from Dumbledore's mind, but he did not feel any discomfort. This feeling was usually the same as extracting memories from his own mind, but this time it was just copying. , and did not let myself forget something.

The arcane light dissipated, and Lan Feng crushed the scroll with force, and the scroll turned into points of light and merged into his body.English, French, German, mermaid language, goblin language, snake language, Old English, and even a little bit of Chinese, but snake language can only be understood, but not spoken.It made Lan Feng's head swell with panic, but he had indeed mastered these languages, which made him feel that he could return to his country and work as a translator.

Lanfeng stretched out his thick hand, or bear paw, "Lanfeng Holy Word, an adventurer from the other world Azeroth, is a Pandaren monk and spellcaster. Nice to meet you!" No. Say Dumbledore's name to avoid any misunderstanding.

Looking at the black bear paws in front of him, Dumbledore suppressed the doubts in his heart, stretched out his slightly withered, very slender hand in an aristocratic manner, and held it with Lan Feng. "Albus Dumbledore , the principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a white wizard, welcome your arrival." He especially emphasized that he is a white wizard, also to avoid misunderstandings.

In this way, the first contact between the two worlds happened.

It must be said that Dumbledore was very able to keep his composure and did not ask Lanfeng many questions. Instead, he took him to his office first and told some stories about Hogwarts as a tour guide along the way, which made Lanfeng Feeling fond of him.

"Mr. Adventurer, where we are now is the Quidditch pitch. As the name suggests, this is where students play Quidditch. Quidditch is the most popular sport in the wizarding world. If you have the chance, I strongly recommend you to try it. Try." Dumbledore pointed to the large ring above his head as he walked.

"Mr. Principal, you can call me Lan Feng. Lan Feng is my first name and Shengyan is my last name. In addition, I am very willing to try this kind of sport. Pandas are happy to try all new things." Lan Feng answered .

Seeing that Lan Feng was very polite, Dumbledore also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "I prefer others to call me professor, Mr. Lan Feng. Although I am not a teacher in school now, I used to be a very dedicated professor of Transfiguration." .”

"Okay, Professor Dumbledore."

After leaving the Quidditch pitch, the view suddenly opened up. The castle in the distance was very eye-catching. At a glance, it was clear that it was a magical building with a loose structure, a majestic and mysterious appearance, and towers and battlements stacked on top of each other. It was undoubtedly supported by magic.

It is located on the shore of a large lake, with an oak gate at the entrance.There is a forest next to the lake. The forest is very vast, and part of it extends to the edge of the castle. Between the forest and the castle, there is a wooden house with smoke floating above it. Outside the house, there is a man with a thick beard, busy with a bucket. With.

"That's Hagrid, the keykeeper of Hogwarts and also responsible for taking care of the magical animals in the Forbidden Forest. Oh, please forgive me for thinking you were a magical animal at first, but obviously you are not." Dumbledore's His expression was apologetic.

"Where I'm from, humans are just one of many races, but this is obviously different from Azeroth, so there's nothing to be sorry for, Professor."

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