Hogwarts: I have the Kamui Sharingan

Ever since Zhang Xun disappeared from Hogwarts during that horrific incident, the young wizards had a much more complicated attitude towards this oriental boy who they thought was a glorious and upright boy.

Some young wizards change their expressions when they hear Zhang Xun's name, thinking that Zhang Xun has the power of the devil and can absorb other people's ability to use magic.

Some young wizards believed that Zhang Xun had been treated unfairly by Professor Dumbledore. They plausibly talked about how Professor Dumbledore pointed his wand at Zhang Xun with an indifferent expression.

After these rumors were heard by the elusive Professor Snape, no one dared to mention them in front of everyone, because the students who were heard by Professor Snape spreading gossip about Zhang Xun and Professor Dumbledore were Professor Snape imposed a month-long requirement to clean the common room.

Everyone began to treat the topic about Zhang Xun as a taboo legend on campus...

Hogwarts seemed mysterious and quiet at night. Tomorrow was the Christmas dinner, and Zhang Qiuzheng was staring at the moon in the sky in a daze.

"Hey, Qiu, are you wondering again?"

The girl's naughty teasing voice woke up Zhang Qiu, who was staring at the night sky in a daze. After seeing the person clearly, Zhang Qiu blushed and murmured strangely: "Hermione!"

Hermione smiled, took Zhang Qiu's arm, buried her head in her neck and muttered: "I really want to find it, but since that day, except for the letter and gift, he has never sent any letters. "

That day, when Hermione was envious of Zhang Qiu's letters and carefully prepared gifts from Zhang Xun, she suddenly noticed an owl fluttering its wings and flying towards her after spotting her.

Hermione looked at a silk package made of the same material as Zhang Qiu's hand with some excitement and disbelief. Xun actually prepared a gift for her!

He opened the same letter expressing his longing and introducing his current situation, but changed the parts that Hermione didn't understand into some unique news that belongs to the Chinese magical world. At the end of the letter, Zhang Xun mentioned that he would like to take Hermione with him if he had the chance. Take a look at the magnificent landscape that belongs to China, and give her a Chinese version of the encyclopedia, which contains small and large pieces of knowledge unique to the Chinese magic world.

Hermione, who loves to read, not only did not feel that this gift was perfunctory, but felt that Zhang Xun knew her preferences very well. This understanding and supportive attitude made Hermione couldn't help but compare it to those who only followed her around and deliberately made mischief to attract her. Attention childish devils.

Well, Zhang Xun wins!

Zhang Qiu heard Hermione's words and felt the same way, leaning his head against Hermione's furry hair, and said in agreement: "Me too, although he always seems to be very busy at school...

But he can always bring us some little surprises from time to time, just like a beautiful flower suddenly blooming in life. "

"Hey ladies, I guess staying up all night is a Gryffindor 'privilege'!"

When the two girls, each with their own merits and good looks, heard the familiar voice, they both turned around and looked at the figure who heard the voice in disbelief, and what greeted them was a warm smile.

"Looks like she's missing, Cho and Hermione."

……

At the Christmas dinner, the originally cheerful Hogwarts hall fell into dead silence when a figure that surprised everyone appeared.

"Harry, look who that is!"

Neville excitedly pulled Ron, who was bored, and turned to look at the tall figure standing at the main entrance of the Hogwarts common room.

"!"

"Hey, Xun!"

Many young wizards who had a good relationship with Zhang Xun stood up and greeted Zhang Xun. Zhang Xun nodded calmly to each of the young wizards.

After a brief silence, the Hogwarts lounge once again fell into an excited atmosphere. There is nothing more exciting than seeing a protagonist of campus gossip.

Zhang Xun just came back the day before the Hogwarts holiday!

Yesterday at noon, after repeatedly thanking Uncle Zhang for sending him here, he knocked on the oak door of Hogwarts alone.

After a while, Filch looked suspiciously at the person knocking on the door from the slightly opened door. It was about to be on holiday, who would come to visit?

Filch, who saw the person outside the door clearly, almost didn't close the door directly. He never expected to see that ominous person in the last two days of last semester!

Zhang Xun could be heard saying leisurely: "Filch, you don't want to experience what happened that day again."

The door that had been closed until only a trace of it was left slowly opened inwards after a while. Filch hid behind the door, only his head and half of his body were exposed and said viciously: "Damn..., what are you doing back here?" ?!”

"Me? At Christmas dinner, of course."

Zhang Xun raised his eyebrows and looked at Filch strangely. He asked, "Do you have any objections? Sir."

Filch saw Zhang Xun's eyes looking towards him, and quickly shrank his head behind the door, as if he had seen Zhang Xun's scarlet and enchanting eyes again in the dim night, and did not dare to answer.

Zhang Xun, who felt bored, stopped teasing Filch. He asked gently: "I haven't been back for a long time. I think I should visit Professor Dumbledore first. Sir, will you show me the way?"

Filch heard Professor Dumbledore's name and had the courage to poke his head out, completely forgetting that Zhang Xun was a ruthless man who dared to destroy a young wizard in public on campus. He scratched his neck and said: "Mr. Dumbledore I’m very busy every day, just like me, so I don’t have time to see you, who doesn’t know the heights of the world…”

"No, I mean..."

Filch saw the increasingly dangerous look in Zhang Xun's eyes. He wanted to add contemptuous words but couldn't. He just said damn it in his heart. How could he forget that this little wizard was different from others!

"Long time no see, Xun."

An old and calm voice came from inside the door, the fire flashed, and Professor Dumbledore in white appeared in front of the two of them.

Zhang Xun saw this old man who was looking older after two months of absence. He bowed slightly and said, "Xun greets you on behalf of the Tenglong Mountain Tianshi Sect, and also apologizes to you on behalf of a student who has done something wrong."

Professor Dumbledore heard Zhang Xun's words and smiled bitterly. He said quietly: "Xun, maybe you need more experience to understand that strength is never the only thing, and some mistakes can never be undone."

Before Zhang Xun could reply, Professor Dumbledore turned around in disinterest and said lonely, "Let's go, this is not a good place to chat."

Zhang Xun nodded obediently, smiled elegantly at Filch who looked like he was seeing a ghost, and then followed the professor's figure away.

"What the hell..."

The doors to Hogwarts slowly closed.

Arriving at the door of Professor Dumbledore's principal's office, he saw Professor Dumbledore's somewhat downcast expression. The gargoyle jumped away consciously, while Zhang Xun blinked at the rather snobby guard. .

The stone-mouthed beast, which originally wanted to glare back, suddenly returned to its motionless appearance. It turned out that Professor Dumbledore turned back to look at Zhang Xun. After a brief hesitation, the professor softly said: "Welcome back."

Zhang Xun heard the professor's words and the apology contained in his words, and knew that the old man felt ashamed for having raised his wand to force himself. Such warmth may not be something Zhang Tianzheng could give him in his life, even if he seemed to have a sudden schizophrenia. It cannot be concealed that Zhang Tianzheng will always be a ruthless and unkind person.

Zhang Xun nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice: "I understand what you mean. Please forgive me for my excessive behavior when I was unable to confirm my safety. Although I am sorry for causing trouble to you and the college, I do not I regret doing this.”

Professor Dumbledore just looked at Zhang Xun, who was neither humble nor overbearing, looking at him quietly. He stepped aside and invited Zhang Xun into the office.

He said in an emotionless voice: "Xun, we haven't seen each other for two months. Maybe we will have a lot to say. Come in, sit down and have a drink, and then we can talk slowly."

"What would you like to drink?"

"It's still noon, but I think chocolate milk would be the best choice."

Zhang Xun's words made Professor Dumbledore, who turned to his seat, smile for the first time. He understood that Zhang Xun was still not lost in power, and Zhang Xun still remembered their first conversation.