The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

"Thank you very much for inviting us to your manor, Ms. Zirol."

Sitting at the dining table, Daphne said to Hekmadia.

"Ha, we are all family from now on, no need to be so polite."

Hekmedia said while holding up the mug with the Zirol Company logo printed on it.

"Merry Chrismas"!

"Merry Chrismas"!

The four people at the table all raised their glasses, then brought them to their mouths and took a sip.

French fish soup, garlic oysters, black pepper beef fillet, shredded pork with Beijing sauce and fresh clams and okra, it is just the right home-cooked configuration of four dishes and one soup.

Alito curiously scooped up the oysters in front of him with his fork and took a bite.

"Wow, delicious"!

Daphne originally wanted to knock her sister on the head to make her be more reserved, but when she remembered what Hekmadia said just now, we are all a family, she laughed to herself and concentrated on the dishes. Dishes come.

Zhang Qi's cooking skills were pretty good to begin with, but after working in the Hogwarts cafeteria for nearly a month, his cooking skills were further improved.

Moreover, the Greengrass sisters were born in remote Northern Europe - a place where even the most cold-resistant radishes and potatoes grow very slowly. Basically, they usually eat the traditional food of the British Empire - all kinds of potatoes. .

This meal opened the door to a new world of food for the two of them.

It turns out there are other edible things in the world besides potatoes!

This phenomenon is very common in wizard society, so later Hogwarts set off a wave of shredded pork with bread. During meal time, you can see weird scenes of young wizards competing for a plate of shredded pork with Beijing sauce.

(The author is from the north and has a heavy mouth. People in the north like to eat salty food)

Zhang Qi took into account his own appetite and put in a little more ingredients. What he didn't expect was that the guests who came today ate more than he did...

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Sighing lightly under the table, Zhang Qi ate everything on his plate, then grabbed the cup, drank all the juice in it, and finally wiped his mouth.

"I'm full, let's run away first."

"Go on, it just so happens that I have something to tell Miss Greengrass that is not convenient for you to hear."

Ah, how can you be so confident?

Zhang Qi shook his head helplessly, then walked out of the restaurant and walked towards his room.

Zhang Qi had been living in the embassy in France before. That was because Hekmadia offended a drug warlord in Colombia several years ago. The guy offered a reward of 1 million US dollars in the black market to trouble her.

Most killers chose to remain silent after seeing Hekmadia's identity, because attacking people with official Wuchang background was almost the same as seeking death.

Although France is the weakest among the five permanent members, it can at least kill Libya when it is angry.

But there are always a few newcomers who don't understand the rules, or a few fools who are really short of money and want to take risks and start to have evil intentions.

The assassination that happened every three months as mentioned before was during that period. Several times, even those desperate killers had sneaked into Zhang Qi's study. However, at that time, those killers thought that Zhang Qi was just a boy less than 10 years old. The child did not take any precautions against this child.

So Zhang Qi successfully counterattacked, and 6 warheads were burned into the ashes of the killer who was responsible for guarding Zhang Qi at that time.

Finally, Hekmadia found the arms dealer who supplied the warlord - Nicolas Cage, the same person who just sent a big box to Zhang Qi two days ago, and told him that you were going to sell it to that warlord. I bought all of that batch of goods - converted them into NATO calibers and sold them to North America as a source of goods for the civilian gun market, and I will not allow anyone in the circle to supply them in the future.

As a result, the warlord fell within three months after losing his source of weapons, and was finally hanged on a pillar and beheaded by his successor.

This is the power of power. It only took a little money and a word to subvert the political power of a small country. This is something that many people would never dare to dream about.

Zhang Qi's room here is on the top floor of the main building. In addition to a small attic, it also has a spacious balcony. There is no astronomical telescope or anything like that on it. It just has two coffee chairs and a small dining table, plus a Spring in Europe.

Of course it is Christmas now and it has snowed, so the potted flowers have been moved into the warm room. The two pine trees planted on both sides of the main gate of the manor have also been hung with colored lights and gold foil. They are as big as goose feathers on the outside. The snowflakes look particularly beautiful under the light.

Zhang Qi, wearing a thick black windbreaker, dusted off the snow on two chairs and sat there in a daze, looking at the snowflakes in the distance.

The first attack has already occurred in the school, and the time is exactly the same as in the original work. Does this prove that his arrival did not affect the trajectory of the world too much?

For many years, Zhang Qi actually had a problem in his heart.

So is this world really just a novel?Are we and others in this world living beings, or are we just other people's puppets, who can only follow one person's pen tip or keyboard along a fixed trajectory, trudging forward with difficulty?

Zhang Qi, who was a little irritated by this question, rubbed his temples and was about to stand up and return to his room when he heard the door of the room being opened.

"Huh? Isn't this a toilet?"

Alito, the road idiot, muttered to himself in confusion, and then he realized that the toilet was actually opposite the door, and he suddenly became panicked.

"So you have always used my room as a toilet? Mr. Greengrass."

Zhang Qi shook his head helplessly.

"Ah, no, I just went to the wrong room. Sorry, sorry, I'm leaving now."

Alito said in a panic, and then quickly closed the door of Zhang Qi's room.

"Ha, that's quite interesting."

Zhang Qi smiled helplessly, then sat on the chair again, staring at the snowflakes outside.

It can be said that I had nothing in my previous life. Finally, I finally found someone I liked each other, but due to work, I was forever separated from her and my friends.

In this life, his father had died in the line of duty before he was born, leaving only a mother who was unwilling to admit defeat and brought him to France to raise him.

I just hope I won’t have any more regrets in this life.

Zhang Qi thought of the way Alito drooled while sleeping, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Today is Christmas, and the snowflakes outside the window are beautiful.