The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

"Well, kid, you really understood my words perfectly."

After a moment, Dumbledore stared at the empty Lestrange vaults and let out a sigh.

"But you let us take whatever we want. We can take as much as we want."

Astoria blinked and looked at the old man helplessly.

"Well, okay, but I hope I can use a little bit of money to fund the Order of the Phoenix. I think you won't refuse, right, Mr. Zirol"?

Dumbledore asked sheepishly.

"Well, I don't mind, it's all a windfall anyway."

Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders.

"Ah, even though the Lestrange family had been completely divided up by other families when it fell, obviously the goblins still left a lot of things that they wanted to take for themselves. Today they all belong to us."

Dumbledore looked at the empty vault with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Zirol, it's time for us to go back to school. You and Miss Greengrass still have to pack their luggage."

"Okay, but let's go back directly through Phoenix."

Zhang Qi nodded slightly.

"Fox"!

Dumbledore snapped his fingers, and a ball of golden-red flames exploded into the humid underground air.

"Phew! The space box actually feels a little heavy now. I have gained a lot this time."

Zhang Qi weighed his suitcase in the auditorium and smiled.

Although the space inside the box is large, after the items contained reach a certain level, it still cannot completely offset the quality of the items, and this will be reflected on the outside.

After all, it is normal to have more income after emptying a treasury.

"Three of you, you are finally back!"

While several people were chatting as if no one was around, Xu Lin's voice came from behind.

"Ah, Ms. Xu Lin, haven't you left yet?"

Dumbledore turned around in surprise. Xu Lin and several other professors were standing behind them.

"The submarine had already set sail, but we were notified."

Xu Lin walked over with a frown and said to Zhang Qi:

"I just got the news that President Lin is critically ill and wants to see you."

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In the UK, wizards need to apply to the Ministry of Magic in advance to use portkeys and borrow the international floo network to travel abroad.

But please note that the prerequisite is to use a portkey or use the international floo network.

In other words, wizards do not need the approval of the Ministry of Magic to leave the country, but they do need to use the channels of the Ministry of Magic.

So, Dumbledore also followed and got on the submarine.

"Ah, the smell here is really bad"...

The old man frowned and covered his nose, then put a bubble on his head.

"After all, it was in a state of disrepair when I bought it, and the lubricating oil required for many bearings has a very strong smell."

"The smell in the corridor is very strong, but the cabin is equipped with purification equipment, and for safety reasons during the voyage, please do not leave the cabin at will."

The position where several people are sitting now is the command tower of the bridge, which has been transformed. Several technicians are busy manipulating the alchemy touch screen in front of them.

"Interesting".

Dumbledore murmured.

Along with a buzzing sound, the submarine lights turned on one after another, and the dark cabin suddenly became much brighter.

The air filters also started to activate one by one, the dirty air slowly dissipated, and a breeze began to form in the cabin.

"I would like to ask, how is President Lin's current situation?"

Dumbledore considered his words and asked very carefully.

"With advanced liver cancer, President Lin's physical condition does not allow the use of any medicine. We can only temporarily alleviate his pain."

Xu Lin sighed softly.

"The old man has spent his whole life fighting against evil spirits, killing nearly a thousand zombies, and redeeming countless innocent souls. His passing is a loss to the entire China"...

Zhang Qi lowered his head, with a trace of sadness on his face.

"The old man wants to see you by name. We have used the best medical treatment, but the doctor estimates that the old man still doesn't have much time"...

Xu Lin frowned, then continued:

"Just in time, take Astoria with you. The old man will be very happy to see you two."

"it is good".

Zhang Qi nodded gently.

"We will dock directly at Tianjin Port and then take a special train to Peiping, which will take about two or three hours."

Xu Lin glanced at her watch. The hands were pointing to one o'clock in the afternoon.

"You can take a break now."

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"Mr. Lin, it's raining. Do you want me to close the window for you?"

In a ward with simple decoration but surprisingly complete facilities, a nurse walked in gently and asked the old man who was leaning on the bedside and looking out the window blankly.

"Ah, thank you, but it still doesn't work. When I was in good health, I often liked to sit under the eaves and drink tea on rainy days."

The old man waved his hand weakly.

"Also, someone should come to check on me in a while. Please tell the comrades at the door that they can be let in directly."

"Okay, Mr. Lin."

The nurse nodded slightly and then exited the room.

"Brother, I'm here to see you."

An old man wearing a monk's robe, with an empty sleeve dangling in the air, came in carrying a bag. He put the bag on the table, and then took out the two clean sheets from it. tomatoes.

"Eat some fresh fruit, just picked from the garden."

The corridor master, who seemed to be much older, said naggingly:

"The doctor won't let you eat greasy food, so I can only pick two persimmons for you."

"It's troublesome, but I think they will be here soon."

There was a smile on the old man's face, and at the same time, footsteps were heard on the cement road outside the window.

The boots splashed in the standing water, but the owner of the boots still walked forward in a hurry and anxiously.

"Ah, Dumbledore! I didn't expect you to come here too"!

A moment later, when the visitor opened the door, Mr. Lin showed a surprised expression.

"Yes, I happened to be discussing something with my students at the time, so I came over."

Dumbledore smiled and winked.

"Ah, but old friend, our chat may need to be postponed for a while. I want to chat with that kid first now."

Mr. Lin suddenly frowned at this moment, and then gently rubbed his abdomen with his hands.

"Okay, see you later, President Lin."

Dumbledore exited the room knowingly.

"Mr. Lin".

Zhang Qi walked in and closed the door gently.

"You've grown up a lot, and you look calmer, which is good."

The old man said with a smile, then his expression changed and he started coughing violently.

Zhang Qi gently picked up a handkerchief and helped the old man wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Vomiting blood, I can't survive much longer."

The old man smiled weakly.

"But you can obviously solve the problem of cancer through medicine from the occult world. The current stock of the Resurrection Pill should be able to support your survival. Why do you have to suffer from the disease here?"

Zhang Qi frowned slightly.

"I have lived too long, witnessed too many things, and am a little tired."

Mr. Lin had a smile on his face again, a smile from the bottom of his heart.

"It's a pity that I can't see you getting married, but I have already prepared the money, and my junior brother will give it to you for me."