Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Zhang Xiao opened his eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling and his tightly wrapped body.

The air is filled with the unique smell of sunlight, as well as the spicy 'fragrance' of the potion that goes straight to the brain.

Hogwarts School Infirmary, my promised land, that is Zhang’s country

Praise be to the Supreme Lord of the Infirmary!

Praise my Lord!

Damn it, do I have to go to the infirmary once every semester?

There are only two days left in this semester, and I can break this 'infirmary curse' in two days.

Zhang Xiao recalled that "unbearable" scene.

The body that was still barely able to support itself exploded after being squeezed by the phantom.

Dumbledore only saw Zhang Xiao spraying blood like a watering can, and many small wounds appeared on his skin.

Only then did I realize that the short battle just now had caused a lot of hidden wounds in Zhang Xiao's body.

The effects of force are mutual. The golden light curse is indeed strong enough. It is the golden light curse that protects the body. Otherwise, the terrifying explosive force can really tear a person's body apart.

But the golden light spell also has an upper limit. Three inches of golden light can do this. Zhang Chengdao knew that he had to admire his son's golden light for being so pure.

The final blow of shattering gold and stone not only shattered Dumbledore's indestructible armor spell, but the force of the shock also caused great damage to the body.

I have to say that the wizard's idealistic ability is indeed strong.

In particular, the one that instinctively distorts the upcoming damage is like a passive damage reduction armor, except that the damage that is not understood (real damage) can ignore this distortion.

Ordinary damage is really difficult to kill a wizard.

For example, Hagrid said how it was possible for a car accident to kill Lily and James.

Dumbledore also said that Merope didn't want to live at all and gave up magic. Otherwise, it would be impossible for a witch to die in childbirth.

Therefore, it is a kind of degradation for wizards to hold magic wands on each other from a distance.

With a sword in one hand and a cane, relying on unreasonable damage-reducing twists to hit directly close to you, this is the most suitable way of fighting that can truly bring out the power of the wizard.

This is the case for the Taoist sect. Otherwise, even if the Taoist sect with a mortal body has a golden light curse, why should it fight hand-to-hand with those physically tyrannical monsters?

Zhang Xiao feels that if wizards can fully understand modern weapons, they can just give them a light body-proof vest and a bullet-proof mask.

They can control the battlefield vertically and horizontally. If they are paired with the M249

Hiss, charging with a mobile gun and a wand is the Humanoid Gundam! Isn’t this indiscriminate killing?

Zhang Xiao smacked his lips and ended his boring reverie.

Madam Pomfrey didn't know how many bandages were used. Zhang Xiao felt that she was wrapped tightly and could not move. The only difference from the mummy was that her face was still exposed.

But even his face was not spared. Madam Pomfrey used a sticky, green ointment to thickly smear his face.

The reason why he was treated like this was because the capillary rupture caused his face to completely swell up, giving him a very funny look. His nose was blue and his eyes were swollen, as if he had been severely beaten.

Even Madam Pomfrey, the usually stoic queen of the school infirmary, couldn't help laughing.

"The gap is still huge."

Zhang Xiao was lying on the bed, eyes blank, and his mind drifted back to the previous battle.

Before this, I had no idea about a powerful person like Dumbledore. I only knew that he was very strong, but I didn't know how strong he was.

Whether it is the timing or the choice of tactics, it is amazing.

"This is Dumbledore in a state of madness. It's almost instinctive. It's great to be able to show his strength to the fullest."

Zhang Xiao sighed. If it was Dumbledore in his full state, I'm afraid he would have been carried away long ago. The terrifying pressure, the magic spells at his fingertips, and the superb transformation skills.

But it's not without gain. At least I know that if I'm at full strength, I can make two moves with Dumbledore, so I won't be unable to withstand every move.

Besides, how many people in the wizarding world are Dumbledore's enemies?

I'm afraid there aren't many. Is Cresden strong enough? Obscurus can give the host great power, coupled with the talents of the Dumbledore family.

Wasn't it being manipulated by Dumbledore?

From this we can see how powerful Voldemort is. This is a man who can barely compete with Dumbledore who has the Elder Wand. If he hadn't lost his mind, he insisted on using Avada Kedavra to fight Harry. Wave.

The story ends in the fourth grade.

Although he looked very embarrassed, the injury was not serious. It just looked scary. Pomfrey's level was quite high, and it only took a night's work to heal him.

After Zhang Xiao came out of the school infirmary, he realized that the entire Hogwarts had completely entered vacation mode.

As usual, there were no classes the day before the holiday. The little wizard began to pack things, write letters, or do some other activities.

The four little ones were not curious about Zhang Xiao's disappearance for a day. Dumbledore had considered it very comprehensively and had already given a credible explanation.

At this moment, several young wizards were happily spending their last afternoon at Hogwarts in Hagrid's hut.

"Woooooooooo" The big kettle on the stove made a harsh sound.

Hagrid didn't like using magic to boil water, even though he had a wand again.

"The water boiled by magic doesn't taste like water boiled by fire. Can you understand?"

The big man came over, picked up the kettle, and poured everyone a large cup of milk tea that he made himself. It tasted great, but no matter how many people asked, Hagrid refused to reveal what kind of animal milk it was.

"Oh, as long as it tastes good, why do we have to know what kind of milk it is?"

Hagrid waved his hands as big as cattail leaf fans.

Hearing what he said, several young wizards looked at each other and quietly put down the cups in their hands. Everyone knew about Hagrid's hobbies. Who knew what strange magical animals he would use.

"By the way, Hagrid, has the Ministry of Magic responded to the previous incident about the Hippogriff hurting people?"

Hermione put down her cup and tried to divert Hagrid's attention with this topic so that he would forget that the little wizards no longer drank milk tea.

Malfoy was quietly cleaning everyone's cups with fresh water, while Zhang Xiao was refilling the cups with clear water.

Harry and Ron puffed out their chests, covering Malfoy and Zhang's movements.

It can only be said that after these three years of quarreling, everyone's tacit understanding has grown day by day. Although they still bicker and taunt each other all day long, both Harry Ron and Malfoy have to admit that if the other person is a Mute, he is indeed a pretty good person.

Speaking of this matter, Hagrid's mood became much lower. He shook his head and said in frustration:

"The Ministry of Magic still hasn't issued the final notice. The official who came before swore to me that the Hippogriff is dead, and magical animals that hurt people must be punished with death."