Chinese students at Hogwarts.

London 1991

The rare sunny day puts everyone in a good mood. Today is the graduation day for the sixth graders of the community primary school.

It was obvious that these children only had eyes for the upcoming summer vacation and did not understand what separation meant. They just cheered and rushed to their parents.

Among the crowd, a black-haired Asian boy was walking out briskly, carrying a shoulder bag.

Along the way, everyone who saw him stepped aside, and some of them waved and said hello.

"Hey Zhang!"

"Zhang! What middle school do you plan to go to? Please tell me! I will definitely not choose the school you go to!

"Xiao Zhang! You are a FXXK bastard! I'm not afraid of you!

Wait! My dad hired me a boxing coach, and I swear, after the summer vacation, I will kick your ass with my sneakers! "

The reaction of girls is quite different. Most of the girls will look at him with passionate eyes. Obviously, the boy's appearance has great lethality on these girls.

Zhang Xiao didn't react at all, but lazily crossed his shoulders with one hand and walked slowly around the campus, holding his backpack.

After walking out of the school gate, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the clear sky. It was clear and blue.

He had seen similar scenes countless times in his previous life, but he saw them less often after being reborn in England.

"Huh, it's been ten years!" Zhang Xiao had a lot of thoughts. In the first year of his rebirth, he was still a baby and in a state of confusion.

When he woke up, he realized that he had been reborn in England in 1980!

Zhang Xiao no longer has any obsession with his previous life, and his family conditions are pretty good. Even if he leaves, the inheritance left behind is enough for his family to live well.

Although it is vulgar to mention money, it has to be said that money can give people the greatest comfort in the face of death.

"Zhang! What are you thinking about?" A slightly stuttering voice interrupted his thoughts.

Zhang Xiao turned his face sideways and said with a smile:

"Nothing, I was thinking about beating up that boy Adams during the summer vacation. He just said he was going to kick my ass with his sneakers!"

The person who came to chat was his friend Xiaopang, a Mexican immigrant. The process of becoming friends between the two was very simple.

As a Chinese at the bottom of the discrimination chain in the UK, Zhang Xiao was insulted and bullied on her first day at school.

As a rational, mature middle-aged man who is forty years old in two lifetimes.

How could Zhang Xiao be as familiar as a child?

He just pushed the opponent to the ground and blasted the hammer.

If a child wants to win a fight, he just needs to be unafraid of pain and dare to strike.

He has the advantage of being mentally old and seeing everyone as a brat, having played Sanda in his previous life, and is well versed in the secrets of guerrilla warfare and protracted war.

Zhang Xiao defeated all the unbeatable opponents in the school. His most brilliant achievement was when he faced nearly 20 opponents and relied on a mop in the toilet to make the opponent escape in panic. He defeated them one by one and became famous in one battle.

In the end, he "mingled" with the white kids and successfully integrated into the school. He was also regarded as an idol by other kids who were also discriminated against, and Xiaopang was one of them.

He also earned a resounding nickname - "Crazy Zhang"

Soul Translation: Arrogant Zhang!

Xiaopang obviously didn't take Zhang Xiao's words seriously. He let out an exaggerated laugh, looked around before asking:

"Isn't there anyone to pick you up? Where's Angke Zhang? (Uncle Zhang)"

Zhang Xiao shrugged:

"They went to Westminster and an old man passed away and won't be back today."

Little Fatty's eyes lit up and he said excitedly:

"Are you going to extradite the dead again? Wow, your parents have such a cool job!

By the way, do you still have the little yellow piece of paper you gave me last time? I want one for my Aunt Fannie! Man, that stuff is awesome! "

Um? Really useful? Zhang Xiao was a little surprised. Xiaopang had been having nightmares because of long-term bullying.

So I took a calming charm from my dad, originally planning to use it as a placebo, but unexpectedly it worked.

Here I have to mention Zhang Xiao’s parents in this life.

The couple somehow ended up in the UK, and were engaged in a long-standing and highly technical job in a nearby Chinese neighborhood - setting up a fortune-telling stall.

Mainly doing Feng Shui reading, part-time job. Well, by the way, I can also do fortune-telling and name-checking by reading horoscopes.

The husband and wife cooperated tacitly. You drew talismans and I polished cinnabar. You performed rituals and I played the suona. Although life was not easy, his parents' love for him never diminished at all.

Zhang Xiao doesn't care much about material things. He's been reborn, so he's still worried that he won't be able to live a good life in the future?

After bidding farewell to Xiaopang, Zhang Xiao walked briskly towards his home. Thanks to London's poor urban planning, slums were rarely expanded and renovated. The dilapidated buildings and buildings along the streets formed a series of inaccessible alleys.

Zhang Xiao walked through the alleys with ease. For some reason, there were very few people in the alleys today.

Just as he was about to return home after turning a corner through an alley, a nervous voice suddenly came from in front of him:

"Jason, why did you hide the 'ghost' here? Are you crazy?"

Zhang Xiao suddenly slowed down, followed by another gloomy and deep voice:

"Relax, Wilbur. I used a Muggle-Repelling Charm around here.

My friends, she-ghosts need to eat! I tortured a Muggle, and he told me that this was a ghetto, and even the Muggle government would not care if a few Muggles died.

As long as you quietly and secretly catch a few Muggles and feed them to the female ghost, I guarantee you won't be in any trouble. "

"But."

"Shut up Wilbur! For the Dark Lord's sake, can you act like a real Death Eater?

Think about it, when the female ghost matures, she can kill a large number of wizards with just one howl!

We just need to threaten the Ministry of Magic and release the brothers and sisters of Azkaban, otherwise we will randomly select a location and release the female ghost. Wait, it seems we have a guest. "

Zhang Xiao started to back away carefully when he heard the word muggle was tortured. Although he didn't understand what the word muggle meant, it was definitely not a good word.

When he heard the last sentence, he immediately ran away. Within two steps, he felt a chill running down his spine, and a great feeling of fear surged out of his heart.

Driven by instinct, Zhang Xiao rushed forward and fell to the ground.

Almost at the moment he fell, a dazzling green light flew over him.

Zhang Xiao raised his head in shock and saw a middle-aged British man wearing a cloak and a top hat standing at the entrance of the alley.

His eye sockets were sunken, his lips were pursed tightly under his hooked nose, and his eyes were cold and gloomy.

There was also a slightly curved brown wooden stick in his hand.

The green light, the small wooden stick, and the familiar muggle finally brought back Zhang Xiao's somewhat vague memory. It seemed like...Avada Kedavra? Magic wand? Muggle? ?

Is this the world of Harry Potter?

This is the world of Harry Potter!

Zhang Xiao's heart suddenly stirred up huge waves. He suppressed his horror. Now was not the time to think wildly.

There are dangerous people who look like Death Eaters in front of us. If you have any problems, you have to survive!

Jason was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the humble Muggle in front of him could actually escape the death curse.

He waved his hand to his companions who had caught up, indicating that he would come by himself, and then waved his wand:

"Stab!" Another green light struck.

Zhang Xiao rolled like a donkey to avoid the green light. In a mixture of shock and anger, he instinctively cursed in the most familiar language.

"Num, I gave you face, didn't I?"

The middle-aged man heard Zhang Xiao yelling something in a language he didn't understand. Although he didn't understand what it meant, the tone didn't sound like polite language.

Two consecutive Death Curses failed to kill a Muggle child, which made the mysterious wizard a little worried, and his eyes became more and more fierce.

He decided not to play anymore, turned to his companions and said:

"Wilbur, come together and use the stun spell. I will use it to feed my female ghost!"

Taking advantage of the moment of communication between the two, Zhang Xiao ran desperately to the back of the trash can not far away, groping with his hands in his backpack.

He always felt that he was a person with a simple sense of justice, otherwise he would not have jumped up and blocked the child in front of him when the gangster was shooting at the kindergarten child with a modified nail gun.

His thoughts are similar to those of great men. I will not offend others unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will beat you to death!

Zhang Xiao slowly raised his head, his face calm, but there was a fire burning in his dark brown pupils!

Seeing the two getting closer, Zhang Xiao kicked over the trash can.

He jerked his hands out of his schoolbag, raised a silver revolver and pulled the trigger without hesitation!

The death experience in his previous life made him understand a truth.

Seven steps away, the gun is fast, within seven steps, the gun is accurate and fast!

"Bah!"

Jason slowly lowered his head with dull eyes and looked at his chest. A small hole was bleeding with blood.

Weakness is never a matter of survival, arrogance is.

His lips twitched feebly twice, then fell limply to the ground like a torn bag.

Wilbur looked at Jason lying on the ground and twitching in horror, his mind going blank.

This is Jason, a powerful dark wizard who has escaped from Aurors several times!

Why did he suddenly fall to the ground?

Was it the thing in the Muggle's hand that did it? what is that? Muggle Avada Kedavra?

Wilbur only felt fear like a tide rushing through his defenses crazily, and watched as the Muggle pointed the strange silver weapon at him again.

Wilbur couldn't bear it any longer. He let out a sharp cry and uttered a few curses at Zhang Xiao. Then he picked up Jason and flew away quickly into a line of black smoke.

Zhang Xiao ignored the black smoke and slowly lowered his head.

One of those spells hit him, but a light curtain as thin as an egg shell blocked the spell.

With the joy of surviving the disaster and the confusion of not knowing what to do, he looked at his chest, where was the source of the light curtain.

A jade pendant engraved with dragon and tiger patterns, a jade pendant given to him by his father Zhang Chengdao.