The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Just when Zhang Qi and Astoria were sitting in the warm barbecue season private room, enjoying the freshly sliced ​​lamb leg, Mr. Newt Scamander was using the meat that had been frozen Some trembling hands poured the freshly melted snow water from the field troops into the lime bags of self-heating food.

This is a new thing that has just been developed by the Chinese military. The big guys from the Academy of Food Science plan to take this opportunity to observe the performance of these self-heating foods in order to provide more stable rations for the Chinese armed forces in the future.

The result is very obvious: the soldiers of the anti-aircraft artillery division really like this new gadget that allows them to eat hot rice in the ice and snow. However, the only drawback is that there is too much lime in the lime bag, and the hot rice will be very hot. of hot hands.

However, in the winter of Aihun, which is close to minus 30 degrees Celsius, the fried rice that was a little hot at the beginning will completely cool down in a few seconds.

Soldiers often put down their lunch boxes and went to the toilet, only to find that their lunch boxes and tables were frozen together when they came back.

"Hiss!"

The hot lime bag began to steam. Mr. Scamander stood up, picked up a small shovel, and added several shovelfuls of black coal to the coal stove in the house.

Taking out a delicate brass lighter and lighting the alcohol stove on the table, Mr. Scamander carefully placed a green beef can produced by Beidaihe Company on the stove for heating.

Mr. Scamander has lived in the world of ordinary people for a long time, so he actually likes the creativity of these Muggles.

Although not as fanatical as Arthur Weasley, he is also very interested in the world of ordinary people.

Ordinary people without magic can now have a hot meal in the ice and snow. What a magical thing it is.

Some people may have some questions, why does Mr. Scamander, as a wizard, not use a wand to make fire?

Mr. Scamander also felt that it was more convenient to use a wand, but this was a direct order from China and a common sense he knew.

It is currently strictly forbidden for anyone to use magic in the camp, but this is not to keep it secret - the anti-aircraft guns equipped with alchemy sighting equipment outside are examples. These Chinese soldiers should actually have some understanding of the magic world.

The reason why everyone is prohibited from using magic is that the magic fluctuations of wizards may attract the attention of Siberian black dragons. Those brutal fire dragons can sense magic thousands of times better than wizards!

This reminded Mr. Scamander of the sharks that Muggles who live by the sea often talk about. It is said that this kind of animal with a keen sense of smell can smell a drop of blood from several kilometers away, and then swarms in and kills that person. The poor prey was torn to pieces.

When 20 minutes were up, Mr. Scamander quickly closed the lid of the alcohol stove, and then poured the heated fried rice into his lunch box.

Then he picked up a pair of chopsticks, poured all the beef, soup and water in the can into the lunch box and started to eat hungrily.

He didn't pay any attention to the unwiped dragon's blood still remaining on his cheek, and the dense reddish-brown marks that had been splattered all over his yellow cotton clothes.

Just last night, twelve Siberian black dragons took advantage of the darkness and climbed through the dense forest, trying to rush towards the south where it was warmer and more food was available.

However, the fire dragon's unclear vision did not detect the strange spinning object on the ground in the distance at night.

The radar soldier in charge of the night shift broke out in a cold sweat after spotting the dazzling red dot on the screen, and then immediately pressed the air raid alarm button without hesitation.

Just when the shrill air raid siren sounded, Mr. Scamander had just unbuttoned his coat and was about to lie on the bed and take a good rest.

Because just in the morning, those Chinese soldiers followed his advice and transported a lot of unprocessed pig blood from Aihui City, which is not too far away from here, and put it in an open space far away from the position. He set up two large marching cauldrons and began to cook.

Less than two hours later, the bloodthirsty fire dragons were attracted by the strong smell of blood here. Four adult fire dragons came to the open space and overturned the marching pots like a glass. Then Greedily licking up the blood scattered on the ground.

The Chinese engineers who were hiding in the same hidden bunker as Mr. Scamander looked at those scary big guys and pressed the detonator with trembling hands.

15 kilograms of high explosives were instantly detonated by the detonator, and a black and red mushroom cloud instantly rose in the open space!

Violent vibrations were transmitted through the earth to the snow nest where several people were hiding. Mr. Scamander had not experienced such a torment in 30 or [-] years, and he almost vomited.

Therefore, this operation successfully killed four adult Siberian black dragons at the cost of scrapping two marching pots, and contributed many rare raw materials to China's magical animal products industry.

The ordinary Chinese soldiers who saw the fire dragon for the first time seemed a little panicked when cutting the materials, so Mr. Scamander, who had long been coveted for this precious fire dragon, personally went to the scene to provide guidance and recovered a lot of dragon blood. and dragon scales.

Although Newt Scamander has always had the most sincere friendship for magical animals, this does not mean that he is not smart.

He might choose to come into contact with dangerous creatures like thunderbirds and unicorns, but if someone wants him to be friends with dementors and this man-eating Siberian black dragon...

Newt would definitely make that person understand the weight of the phrase "Dumbledore's favorite student"!

After a busy day, Newt originally wanted to lie down on his bed and take a good rest (although the camp bed and quilts in Shenzhou were not as comfortable as those at home, they had a particularly good thermal insulation effect), but as soon as he lay down, , a shrill air raid siren sounded outside!

The soldiers guarding his room at night immediately kicked open the door and rushed in. One was responsible for picking up his coat and thermos bottle, while the other two put their arms under Newt's armpits, held him up and ran towards the door. go.

The feeling of being dragged out of the warm bed and thrown outside into the cold wind was not pleasant. Scamander tried his best to open his eyes in the fierce wind and snowflakes, and then he saw the most spectacular thing he had ever seen in his life. scene.

The muzzle of the 57mm anti-aircraft gun pointed diagonally at the dark night sky. The commander standing behind the first anti-aircraft gun roared at the top of his lungs:

"put"!

"Thuk Thuk"!

The fire from the 57mm anti-aircraft gun sprayed out a huge fireball as big as a conference table.For a moment, Newt even felt as if he was not in the icy and snowy northern border of China, but in a palace that was on fire!

The anti-aircraft shells coated with magnesium powder drew bright red tracks one after another in the sky, dyeing the entire night sky bright red, as if someone from the sky was pouring molten iron downwards!

The hard dragon scales of the Siberian Black Dragon not only provide good protection for these ferocious fire dragons, but also have a wave reflection effect similar to that of a metal plate.

This means that the radio proximity fuses in those anti-aircraft gun shells are useful for these fire dragons!

"Boom boom boom"!

The radio proximity fuse activated the detonator when it determined that the shell was about 3 to 5 meters away from the target. One fragmentation bomb after another exploded in the air, spraying scattered fragments evenly in every corner of the sky.

Since the radar had provided the accurate shooting direction to the position, the anti-air searchlight on the position had firmly locked onto the black shadow flying in the sky before firing.

"Roar"!

The fire dragons hit by the fragments let out painful wails. Some of the main blood vessels in their bodies had been completely cut by the sharp fragments. The hot fire dragon blood seemed to be raining and splashing towards the position below.

"puff"!

What a coincidence. An unlucky fire dragon was directly hit by a 57mm anti-aircraft gun shell. The shell crashed through its body and finally got stuck on two strong sternums.

But what's even more tragic is that the anti-aircraft artillery shell hit the fire dragon due to delay, so this shell with a 1/10000 probability of substandard craftsmanship exploded directly in the chest cavity of the fire dragon.

Blood and minced meat mixed with bone residue and broken dragon scales scattered from the sky, falling all over Mr. Scamander below.

After an unknown amount of time, the position not far away gradually became quiet, and the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground from further away had long since stopped. At this time, the three soldiers finally dug Mr. Scamander out of the ground he had just dug the day before yesterday. They were slowly helped out of the good air-raid shelter.

Scamander looked around in confusion. The gun barrels on the position not far away were still glowing red, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood - the smell of blood was also mixed with a hint of spiciness. This is a very typical taste of fire dragon blood.

"Mr. Scamander, I'm sorry to bother you so late, but our soldiers really don't have much experience in handling these things. Take a look"...

An officer with a background in occult arts scratched his head and said to Newt in embarrassment.

"......"

Mr. Scamander rubbed his temples with a headache, and then had to drag his tired body to teach the soldiers how to divide the body of the fire dragon with pain and joy.

For this, Shenzhou paid six gallons of dragon's blood plus a fresh dragon's heart.

But compared to these fire dragon corpses that exploded on the ground like water balloons, these rewards were considered trivial.

The work of dividing and processing lasted all night. With the help of several cooks, Newt finally completed all the dividing work at sunrise in the morning.

Finally free, Scamander swallowed the beef soup and fried rice grains in the lunch box with great satisfaction. The speed of eating was not like that of a 90-year-old old man.

The physique of wizards is generally a little better than that of normal people, not to mention that Newt spends all day dealing with magical animals, so his physical fitness is naturally pretty good.

"Sewage"!

Just as Newt Scamander lowered his head and devoured his food, a loud whistle sounded from the distant railroad tracks.

"Clang, bang, clang"!

It was the sound of vibrating railroad tracks.

After swallowing the last piece of beef in his mouth, Newt marveled at the magic of Chinese cuisine - it could actually make canned food taste so delicious. He grabbed his thick cotton coat and put it on himself, pushing the door open to the room. The door went out.

There are still traces of yesterday's battle in the ice and snow outside. That's because the chemical defense troops haven't had time to remove the snow soaked in dragon's blood.

However, this is not necessary, because any biological material cannot rot in the cold winter in northern China, and will only be naturally degraded in spring, so there is no need to worry about the debris that has not been cleaned up. plague.

"Ah, Mr. Scamander"!

An officer who hadn't had time to wash his face hurried towards him.

"Good morning, Mr. Scamander, your teachings to us these days have been of great help!"

The major held Newt Scamander's hand gratefully, shaking it back and forth excitedly.

"No, no, no, I think this is what I should do. If I don't help stop them, these ferocious guys will fly into Muggle cities and massacre innocent people. I will never allow this kind of thing in the world. occur".

Newt Scamander said seriously to the major.

"It seems that Mr. Dumbledore is right, you are indeed a respectable Hufflepuff."

The major was stunned for a moment, then squeezed Newt's palm solemnly.

"Shenzhou will always remember your help. We will never forget our friends who helped us in times of difficulty. I think you deserve this friendship."

"By the way, what should we do with those ordinary soldiers? Do you need to erase their memories?"

Newt looked at the busy anti-aircraft soldiers on the position and asked with regret.

"No, Mr. Scamander, because this is their glory, and heroes should have the right to remember their glorious past, and share it with the people around them when one day they can finally speak freely. ".

The major said solemnly to Newt.

"Ah, I almost forgot to say it. Mr. Scamander, please go back to your room, change your clothes and take care of your personal hygiene. The Mystic Arts Association has already come up with a reasonable solution, so you'd better be earlier. Get out of this dangerous place."

"See that train in the distance?"

The major raised his hand and pointed to the forest in the distance. Newt looked up there and saw a black train traveling quickly on the railway.

"General Xu Lin is on that train, and she will take over the rest. If nothing else happens, you should be able to get on the plane to Peiping this afternoon. Once you get there, you can use the international floo The network has returned to your home.”

The Major said to Newt with a smile.

"Ms. Xu Lin"?

Newt looked at the train speeding towards here in the distance, with a thoughtful expression on his face.