Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Zhang Xiao said the last sentence in Chinese. Although the purebloods didn't understand it, they instinctively thought it was a curse word. They jumped up from the sofa and pulled out the wands they had prepared.

Two people even screamed and ran towards Daphne, as if they wanted to see how he was doing.

The corner of Zhang Xiao's mouth curled up with a hint of contempt. Is it difficult to beat up an entire first-year Slytherin wizard? Yes, but not big.

Pansy Parkinson took the lead in launching the attack. She screamed and fired her best magic spell at Zhang Xiao with the momentum of releasing a big melon:

"Grin and hula!"

Zhang Xiao looked at this ridiculously crooked curse and realized that the hand holding the staff must have shaken when he released it, causing the tip of the staff to shake significantly.

He had seen in "The Theory of Spells: Tips for Spells You Don't Know" that every minute the hand holding the wand shakes will become ten points due to the amplification of the wand and the shake of the spell itself.

Experts will use the shaking of the wand to confuse the enemy, but Parkinson can only miss the target.

The lightning-struck wooden wand rotated flexibly on the fingertips.

Zhang Xiao used practical actions to teach Parkinson a lesson, that is, how to attack skillfully and inadvertently, instead of shouting out your moves to prepare your opponent.

The power of the disarming spell caused her wand to fly out of her hand and fly into Zhang Xiao's hand, as if discarding a pen that had finished writing ink, and casually threw it into the pool next to the stairs.

Pansy Parkinson opened her mouth, looking stupidly at her empty right hand, and then at the wand floating in the water. She cried out and shouted with sobs:

"What are you waiting for?"

Many pure-blood wizards woke up from a dream. They scattered in panic, raised their wands and shouted out their most skilled spells.

Malfoy mingled in the crowd and pulled out his wand, with a look of confusion and pain on his face. He raised the wand and put it down several times, but looking at the eyes of the upperclassmen who were always looking at him, he finally gritted his teeth and fired a few spells. It's just that the tip of the battle has quietly deviated a few points.

Zhang Xiao looked at a bunch of small evil curses, such as the front teeth hitting the big stick, the fire was burning, the legs were stiff and stopped, etc., hitting him like raindrops. He felt as if he had suddenly entered a mysterious and mysterious realm.

He was obviously very angry, but he was also inexplicably calm. He seemed to have entered a state of pure rationality. He could easily judge which spells were wrong and which spells threatened him. He even felt that he did not need to recite the spells. can do something.

This feeling is a bit like deep meditation. It should be extremely quiet, but also contains a trace of the most primitive restlessness, but now it is reversed.

Zhang Xiao pursued this strange feeling in his heart, turned his head to avoid a 'Talentella Dance', and ducked past a 'Grinning Hula La'. While squatting down, with this energy, he suddenly used The wand traces a downward semicircle.

The carpet under Gore's feet seemed to have been pulled hard by an invisible thread, and it scurried forward. Unexpectedly, his feet followed the carpet and slid forward a few steps, slipping cleanly. All fours in the air.

Zhang Xiao stood up and turned around to avoid another unknown spell. Halfway through, he pointed his wand at a vase. With the power of turning around, he seemed to have tied the vase with a whip and smashed it hard against the vase. Beanie.

While doing all this, Zhang Xiao was even distracted and thinking, what is going on? I didn't recite the magic spell, why could I do this?

Before he could figure out the problem, the magic spell that was crackling before was gone. Zhang Xiao raised his head and looked around blankly, only to find that most of the little wizards had been knocked down by him.

There were one or two others who were huddled behind the sofa and shivering. Malfoy swallowed and stood there tremblingly with his wand raised, neither moving forward nor retreating.

Zhang Xiao was silent for a while, then raised his wand and gave him a stun blow. If he wanted Malfoy to be isolated, he could choose not to hit him.

But looking at the gratitude and relief on Malfoy's face before he passed out, it was obvious that he should understand.

The senior purebloods were silent. Many people watched all this quietly, and some even had a glimmer of uncertainty in their eyes.

This is Slytherin, they are smart, they have ambition, they have the wisdom to assess the situation, they admire the strong, and most importantly, they can see the situation clearly and never go against the general trend.

Just like the police in movies who always arrive late, Zhang Xiao felt that the professors never arrived early.

When the two professors rushed to the Slytherin common room, they looked at the little wizard lying on the floor and felt that the sky was falling:

"Merlin! What happened?"

Professor McGonagall only felt a little dizzy. How many years had it been since that mysterious man fell? How many years had such a vicious incident not happened?

She was so angry that she was shaking all over. As the vice-principal, she directly passed over Snape, who had an equally ugly face, and asked loudly:

"Where are the prefects? Where are the Slytherin prefects? Why didn't you stop it?"

Someone in the crowd whispered:

"Professor, both prefects have caught a cold and are still resting in the school hospital."

Zhang Xiao secretly spat. These Slytherins were really careful in their work. If it were those iron-headed lions, they would definitely not be so meticulous. Most of the prefects stopped the company from beating them together.

Professor McGonagall was startled, and she already understood the little plan, so she became even more angry and kept mumbling:

"Lawless. It's too much."

What does it mean when male and female prefects are sick at the same time? It means that the whole thing was planned and premeditated, and it is worse than a conflict between students due to emotional quarrels.

Snape's face was so gloomy that he could drip water. He asked coldly in a low and unemotional voice:

"I hope someone can tell me exactly what happened. Otherwise, if I do it myself, I won't be so gentle."

As he spoke, he took out a small crystal bottle from his wide cloak:

"I think you should know what this is."

"Severus! Veritaserum is forbidden to be used on students!" Although Professor McGonagall was very angry, her maintenance of school rules was almost engraved in her instincts. She immediately stopped Snape's small crystal bottle when she saw it. road.

Snape said in a long tone: "Maybe...I will accidentally mix a drop of truth serum into pumpkin juice, and a student happens to drink it, and then he will vomit it up obediently, including He called mom several times when he wet the bed."

Many silent pure-blood wizards in the crowd had turned pale with fright. According to the plan, Zhang Xiao should have been hit by a small evil curse at this moment and made a fool of himself on the spot. Such a prank act, and it was done to a single person, would not be possible at all. There will be no punishment.

They never considered that the plan failed. How could it be possible that one out of 10 people would be counter-attacked?

No one expected that the first-year wizard could actually cast the Iron Armor Curse, the Disarming Curse and other combat spells completely.

How does it end now? They were like ants on a hot pot, eager to sneak back and write to their parents immediately, telling them that the plan was ruined.

"We have other ways to find out the truth, such as MR Zhang, who should be the person who experienced the incident."

Professor McGonagall's blue eyes looked at Zhang Xiao who was standing aside, and said in a serious tone:

"Zhang, I hope you can tell the truth completely."

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I will continue to take care of my baby alone. It is on the new book list, although it is only 94th. Spread the flowers.