Chinese students at Hogwarts.

The person who saw the message is my descendant

Yes, I saw something very scary in the ruins.

I can't describe what I saw in words. Those things were like babble, more like a warning.

That stuff just went right into my head and I couldn't even write it down.

Catastrophe, unprecedented disaster.

Order will always become disorder.

To combat disaster we must transform disorder into order.

My Salazar Slytherin blood flows in you.

He will definitely become a very important figure in the wizarding world.

As a descendant of Slytherin, I believe you will make a difference in the wizarding world.

There's something I need you to do here.

Limiting the number of wizards must make the abstract things that cannot be accurately described in ancient magic completely disappear!

I will buy time for you - my descendants, this is Slytherin's mission.

The message was very short. It was obvious that Slytherin wanted to say something very much, but he didn't know how to describe it.

Especially those that are orderly and disorderly, very abstract. Zhang Xiao's first reaction was actually whether Slytherin had understood 'entropy increase'.

The world will indeed be destroyed because of the increase in entropy, but the time of this destruction has to be determined.

Maybe the earth will explode, and this process is only halfway done.

Worrying about this is unfounded.

And talking about things like disasters.

I found a wooden box from the Qiankun Bag, which contained a gift from Dumbledore on Christmas Day of the first year, and a letter from Slytherin to Gryffindor.

"Godric, no!

Absolutely not! Hogwarts can no longer admit Muggles!

I disagree!

Remember that ruins I told you about?

It's the ancient ruins I discovered last time. We agreed to explore it together, but now you are obsessed with the teaching activities of the little wizards.

I went by myself! The curses and mechanisms inside cost me a lot of effort!

But the rewards are great!

I found something terrible inside, so terrible that even now, my body is still shaking, as if it was fished out of an ice cube!

If my guess is correct, continuing to recruit Muggle wizards will bring us big trouble!

After comparing it, if my guess is correct, the ruins where Slytherin discovered the mural are the ruins mentioned in this letter?

Zhang Xiao pinched his chin and put the letter and parchment together, a little confused about the things mentioned in the letter.

An unlikely idea came to mind.

Voldemort, could it be that he thought about purifying the wizarding world every day after reading this note?

After thinking about it again and again, Zhang Xiao still felt that it didn't seem like it. If Voldemort really had this kind of intention, he would have publicized it with great fanfare.

How could a Death Eater come out who was more like a rogue organization?

Hmm. He should be just plain bad.

Zhang Xiao took back his divergent thoughts.

What is improved in the research notes is order and disorder. In addition to the number of wizards, there is also the disappearance of ancient magic.

This is very interesting. Ancient magic is abstract, just like Slytherin said before.

The simplest floating spell has four different ways of reading it.

Not to mention the way everyone releases magic. At that time, everyone still firmly believed that their beards, the blood of trolls, etc. were the best media.

Although it has such shortcomings, ancient magic also has advantages that modern magic spells cannot match.

That is, its power far exceeds that of modern magic, and the effects it can achieve are relatively complex.

But why does Slytherin insist that ancient magic must be completely eliminated?

What is the connection between ancient magic and the number of wizards?

Slytherin's letter to Gryffindor was not so detailed. It only said that it could no longer recruit Muggle wizards.

Dumbledore said————

After a while, Zhang Xiao was stunned and looked back and forth on the letter blankly.

There was also a note from Dumbledore,

Suddenly he slapped his thigh, grabbed the teapot and filled himself with water in annoyance.

I made a self-examination sadly: Zhang Xiao, Zhang Xiao, even if you are extremely talented, have a good status, have a foot in things, and have a little bit of insignificant strength.

Destined to be the unparalleled genius who dominates the East and West in the future.

But who do you think you are? Do you think about this kind of issue related to the destruction of the world?

If the sky falls, a tall person will hold it up. Are you tall? Are you tall? You are so tall!

Isn't Dumbledore taller than you?

So what are you worried about here? Wouldn't it be enough to just leave it to Dumbledore and let him worry?

Having made up his mind, Zhang Xiao immediately packed his things and headed straight to the principal's office.

Only those who have been there can understand this feeling. When you encounter a problem, you can immediately find the feeling of being hugged by your thighs. How refreshing it is.

Not to mention that there are two such thighs, one in the east and one in the west.

To the West, Dumbledore is Optimus Prime, so after he died like this in his previous life, Harry and others, and even the Ministry of Magic and Scrimgeour, seemed confused and at a loss.

You have to ask Professor McGonagall for the password for the principal's office. Every time the password changes, only the principal and vice-principal know it.

Professor McGonagall gave him the password without even asking.

This is the password 'Drunken Peanuts'. Could it be that the principal was hinting at something to me?

Zhang Xiao pinched the peanuts in Qiankun's bag and decided it was best to give Dumbledore some of them.

If going to the Room of Requirement was like going back to your own home, then going to the principal's office was like visiting a neighbor's house.

Those portraits are no longer shy, but greet them warmly.

Phineas Black is the most enthusiastic of the many portraits of headmasters.

"Zhang, you haven't been to the principal's office for a long time!"

Phineas waved at him, holding a glass of wine from an unknown portrait.

Some portraits have been imbued with memories of food and drink so they can taste them.

However, this consumes a lot of both the main body and the materials. Generally speaking, few people are willing to do this.

But Phineas is obviously not among them, because he can always tell the taste of every food very accurately.

He took a sip of wine, his face with a goatee wrinkled up, and he said with disgust

"Damn, this tastes weird like spoiled beer, sour and astringent!"

He raised his hand and shouted towards a short, fat portrait whose name Zhang Xiao did not know:

"Man, when they were painting, why didn't you ask for two bottles of expensive wine to be added?

Anyway, the wine in the portrait will never be finished! "

The short, fat portrait had an unkind look on his face, holding the wine bottle in his hands, and seemed to want to give him a powerful look, but in the end he cursed:

"Shut up, Blake! No one bought you a drink, you asked for it! Do you understand? You forced it on yourself."