The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

"Snapped"!

Following the crisp sound that sounded for an unknown number of times in this book, several people appeared in the air again accompanied by a ball of golden-red flames.

"I thought you would take us directly back to the castle, but I didn't expect you would take us to the train."

Looking at the wilderness that was speeding backward outside the glass, Astoria blinked gently.

"Ah, you are still just children after all. It is good to have more contact with your classmates."

Dumbledore winked at the two of them gently.

"Well, Fox seems interested in you"?

Dumbledore watched in surprise as his big golden-red bird rubbed against Zhang Qi reluctantly, and then a strange expression appeared on his face.

"Please don't mind, Principal Dumbledore. I spent some time at the Botanical Garden in China this holiday. Phoenix is ​​a magical animal that loves nature. Maybe it likes the smell of me."

Zhang Qi lied without blushing.

"Oh! That's so amazing! Phoenix is ​​an extremely magical species. Even Mr. Scamander can't really understand some of their habits. There is still no wizard who can explain the principle of Phoenix Nirvana."

Dumbledore looked at his student with great joy, a heartfelt smile on his face.

"This holiday is very long, what have you done?"

Several people appeared in an empty cubicle, so they sat down and started talking.

“This holiday season is actually pretty busy.”

Zhang Qi sighed softly, then took out the too conspicuous Eight-sided Han Sword from his waist and gently handed it to the old man.

"This is... Mr. Gryffindor's sword"?

Dumbledore let out an exclamation of surprise.

"Correction, Mr. Dumbledore, this sword was not actually forged by the goblins, but made by me at the time."

"And according to what Mr. Gryffindor said, this sword also belongs to me."

Zhang Qi smiled and blinked.

"I have no doubt about the inheritance of this thing, but I don't want a little girl with silky white hair and beautiful brown eyes to pull out her hair in the Great Hall of Hogwarts on the first day of school more than ten years later. Got this sword."

Dumbledore said to the two of them with a smile.

The two of them understood Dumbledore's teasing instantly and reacted separately.

The white-haired girl blushed and lowered her head slightly.

The young man didn't seem to care. Instead, he rolled his eyes and continued:

"Why are you so confident in the school's teaching quality? Why do I have to send my children here?"

"Oh, after all, that's where the parents of that cute child met and have been in the same room since first grade"...

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes again, and Astoria's face became even redder.

"Their youth is such a wonderful memory - the heroes saving the beauty in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets and on the Quidditch field, the life and death fight in the Triwizard Tournament, and the small dock on Hagrid's Black Lake." …

"How did you know this?"

Zhang Qi jumped up from his seat and stared straight at the old man in front of him.

"What your mother dictated to the four deans before your funeral was over, that is, before you woke up."

Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders, trying hard to hold back the smile on his face.

"I should have guessed it".

Zhang Qi fell on the seat behind him like a deflated rubber ball, and complained feebly:

"Astoria, I guess my mom took a picture of the two of us"...

"what"?

"Ahem, cough, cough, let's talk about some serious business"...

Dumbledore saw that this topic seemed to be going further and further away, so he coughed helplessly:

"Ms. Xu Lin reminded me before she left that China's Qin Tian Jian predicted that something big would happen soon, and Sibyl had also made a prediction before. How should we prepare now?"

"What do you think? Professor Dumbledore"?

Zhang Qi played with the two diamonds in his hand and sighed softly.

"It has to be said that the wizarding society in Europe is a typical acquaintance society. The total number of wizards in England will not exceed 4000. In this case, everyone basically knows everyone."

"It is too difficult to hide oneself in such a society of acquaintances. This is why Harry lost his parents - if there were as many wizards as Muggles in Britain, then that disgusting thing with no nose would not be there at all. Mr. and Mrs. Potter cannot be found."

"What you said is indeed true. This is why I want to let those children understand love."

Dumbledore touched his beard, and then continued:

"After graduation, all students will either become one of us or become our enemy. I must be responsible for true justice."

"Your idea is good, but I have to point out that Hogwarts' moral education is really like a piece of shit."

Zhang Qi let out a sigh.

"You keep talking about love and peace, but most children from pure-blood families ignore it. The only ones you can win over are those families who were born in Muggle or mixed-blood families."

"So I think you are an interesting kid."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"I just want to survive in this era of change."

Zhang Qi grabbed his girlfriend's hand and said gently to the old man in front of him:

"Dumbledore, change will bleed."

At that moment, the old man was even a little lost. It seemed that the person sitting in front of him was not the polite young man, but the man he had been dreaming about in his dreams for countless nights!

"Not being the Minister of Magic is my bottom line."

After a long time, Dumbledore shook his head gently.

"I know, so I didn't intend to give you this advice."

"My advice is for you to continue training the students at your school".

Zhang Qi took out three bottles of Coke from the box very calmly, opened the caps with a bottle opener and gave each person one bottle.

"As you said, the students of Hogwarts are the only supplementary soldiers of the Order of the Phoenix. Then you can gather the students who are close to you and teach them some means of self-protection. This can at least save precious resources for the future. time".

"It's not easy said than done. You are a very good boy, Mr. Hilbert, but what you need to know is that Aurors are the only wizards in a million. They are very powerful - even though they are just useless in front of that person. It’s a trash fish.”

Dumbledore shook his head and let out a wry laugh.

"I have a way."

Zhang Qiyan said concisely and comprehensively.

“What can you train them to be like”?

Dumbledore asked casually without hope.

"Do you remember the ten Chinese students who came here to participate in the competition last year? 5 men and 5 women, the ones wearing black jackets."

Zhang Qi drank the last sip of soda. His tone was very calm, but to Dumbledore it sounded no less than thunder!

"These are some training materials they provide. These things are probably completely different from the training of Aurors, and even make Moody sneer, but I hope you can seriously think about some of them, because it is really important."

Zhang Qi picked up a few pieces of A4 paper and handed them over gently, and the old man started to read them.

"I can't judge whether these things are right or wrong, but these materials did give me some new ideas."

After reading the papers, Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully.

"Then, Mr. Zirol, let me first thank you for your teaching on behalf of those children."

Dumbledore said very solemnly.

"No, no, no, I think you misunderstood. It is not convenient for me to come forward to directly confirm those classmates. I need to find two agents."

Zhang Qi waved his hand.

"What do you think of Harry and Hermione"?

"Well, Harry and Miss Granger are both very kind children. Harry is brave and Miss Granger is wise. The two of them will complement each other very well."

Dumbledore nodded meaningfully.

"But why don't you plan to teach these students directly?"

"Because of that pink toad"!

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes and said angrily:

"I think you know better than me"?

"Sorry kids, when I promised you last year, I really didn't know that the school would have such a senior investigator, and he was personally appointed by the minister."

Dumbledore also sighed.

"But I believe that since she has suffered from you in the past two years, she will definitely slow down her actions this time."

"I think you are wrong, power will fascinate a person, especially a small character like this who has just gained power."

"But don't worry, I won't do anything to her."

Amid the conversations of several people, the sun slowly set, and the train on the railway track was heading towards its destination.

"Enjoy the dinner. The house elves learned a lot of cooking skills from the Chinese players during the Triwizard Tournament. You should be able to taste a very familiar taste here."

On the carriage that looked empty to outsiders, several people turned their attention to the front of the carriage.

"They're fascinating creatures, aren't they?"

Dumbledore looked at those scrawny Ye Ji infatuatedly and let out a sigh.

"While changing my body that day, I met the God of Death."

Zhang Qi stared at the skinny Pegasus and said quietly:

"To my surprise, the Grim Reaper doesn't look like the Grim Reaper."

"Oh? What does Death look like?"

Dumbledore asked very curiously.

"He was wearing a thick cloak. He was exactly the same as the image that the three brothers encountered in the fairy tale book. However, the God of Death was actually very beautiful. He was an ancient Greek figure who could be put in an art museum as a sculpture. image".

Zhang Qi gently continued to everyone:

"If you can tell, I see eternity in him."

"Yes, death does represent eternity."

Dumbledore sighed, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

"So is love."

Astoria looked at the Pegasus who were still walking slowly and gently held Zhang Qi's hand.

The two felt each other's body temperature and quietly blew the summer evening breeze.

Dumbledore felt that he seemed a little redundant at this moment, so he simply closed his eyes and planned to take a short rest in the little silence.

The carriage moved forward slowly on the muddy road, just like its destiny in this dark world.

………………

The two held hands and sat down at the Slytherin table.

The auditorium was already full, and students were interacting with each other and discussing their vacation experiences.

"Someone's been staring at us."

Astoria said softly.

Zhang Qi also felt that after this holiday, some active eyes began to appear on the originally silent Slytherin table.

These malicious eyes did not want to conceal their purpose at all, staring behind the two people with extreme disgust and greed, which made Zhang Qi feel very bored.

"Pansy Parkinson, she may think that Malfoy Sr. saved Voldemort, so she will support her family by the way. This is really overestimating one's abilities."

Zhang Qi glanced in the direction of those prying eyes. Those people instantly left his eyes, and at the same time he felt a palpitation in his heart.

"Do you need me to take care of her for you?"

Zhang Qi turned his head, smiled and rubbed his lover's face.

"Girls can solve their own problems."

Astoria waved her hand gently.

"Ah, ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry that I'm a little late. I hope you're not too hungry yet."

Amid the conversation between the two, Dumbledore walked up to the high platform of the auditorium, stood in front of the bronze eagle candlestick, and waved to everyone in an extremely easy-going manner.

"Everyone had a very happy holiday. Of course, this holiday was the longest in so many years. It was so long that even an old man like me was a little excited."

Dumbledore said to the students with a smile, and the audience burst into laughter.

"This old man is indeed an old fool."

Zhang Qi heard what Draco whispered to his followers. He shook his head in a funny way and thought to himself:

Your father is my undercover pawn!His loyalty to the Dark Lord was all an act!

I don't know if Lucius should cry or laugh when he sees his son supporting that madman so much.

"The first thing I want to announce is that Mr. Moody, Mr. Anderson, and Mr. Kel'Thuzad have all voluntarily resigned from their positions, so I had to invite a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

On the faculty bench behind him, a fat middle-aged woman wearing a pink sweater who looked like a toad had stood up, pretending to be friendly and reserved, and waved to everyone.

There was a sound of retching from the Gryffindor table.

Zhang Qi and Astoria looked in the direction of the sound together, and saw Harry bending over and retching on the ground. Hermione was gently beating his back to help him regain his breathing.

"It looks like Harry is having his own spring."

Zhang Qi sighed.

"Well, at the same time, in order to deal with possible dangers, Mr. Minister sent Ms. Umbridge as an investigator. She is mainly responsible for collecting the psychological state of the students and providing counseling. If you need it, you can go to them. This lady is undergoing psychological counseling and she now lives in the dormitory behind the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom."

When Dumbledore said this, his tone was very calm, but Zhang Qi could still see the uncontrollable disgust in his eyes.