Chinese students at Hogwarts.

When Hermione got into the car happily, she looked around curiously, and then asked belatedly:

"Zhang, are you only 15 years old? According to British law, you cannot drive and you don't have a driver's license!"

Zhang Xiao put on the classic expression of Batman replying to The Flash:

"I have magic!"

"Boom -" Ferrari's engine burst out with a powerful roar, and the tires rotated rapidly, causing a plume of smoke to rub against the ground.

The powerful push on the back caused by the ejection start made the little witch let out a sharp scream.

The exclamation soon turned into laughter, and Hermione's long hair was blowing in the wind.

Zhang Xiao took a look - it looked a bit like kelp swaying in the water.

The wind whistled in her ears, and Hermione turned her head and said something loudly, but at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour, the wind noise was frighteningly loud.

He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers again, and the howling wind sounds disappeared, replaced by a tranquility that could hear a pin drop.

Hermione's eyebrows furrowed. She supported the front windshield, leaned her body sideways and faced Zhang Xiao and asked curiously:

"I just wanted to ask, the Ministry of Magic prohibits underage wizards from using magic outside of school. How did you do it?"

"Zongsi - actually this is not a secret, many people know it."

Zhang Xiao held the steering wheel and slowed down. His eyes circled around Hermione. Today, the little witch was wearing a light pink dress and a hairband on her head.

There was obviously no room for her wand.

"What? What kind of thread?" This completely unheard knowledge point immediately touched Hermione, and her eyes were shining.

"Where's your wand?"

"I can't use magic at home, so in order to prevent me from subconsciously reciting magic spells, I locked up my wand."

"Then I think you can try casting without a wand." Zhang Xiao patted the steering wheel and joked.

Ferrari nimbly bypassed a GT-R that was trying to compete with itself and entered the path along the river.

"The trace is something that the Ministry of Magic uses to monitor whether little wizards are using magic. It is wrapped around the wand.

If you use magic, you will be sensed by Traces, and the Ministry of Magic will get feedback, but this kind of thing cannot accurately discover who released the magic.

Therefore, children from wizarding families can always use magic during the holidays. "

"So that's it - have you put your wand away too? What's the detection range?"

Hermione's little mouth immediately spit out a series of questions, just like in class.

Zhang Xiao parked the car on the edge of the river.

The setting sun has gilded the Thames River with a golden edge, and the light of the water flow also trembles, like crystal scales.

The ferry on the river was sailing slowly. On the other side of the river was the bustling commercial district, where there were rows of high-rise buildings and all kinds of vehicles going back and forth.

The summer breeze in the evening is so gentle, with a hint of warmth mixed with water vapor, which makes up for the coolness.

The two of them leaned on the car and looked at the beautiful scenery in front of them. This was mysterious and ancient, different from the wizarding world.

Rather, it is full of vitality and an industrial beauty unique to ordinary people.

Both Hermione and Zhang Xiao came from ordinary society, so they can better understand the dazzling wisdom behind this kind of beauty.

"Zhang, you know, I was in the bookstore just now and found that the books inside have been basically updated, and there are many more books that I have never read."

Hermione lifted her hair from her ears. The 15-year-old girl looked at the scene in front of her in trance with a sadness that was inappropriate for her age:

"But Flourish and Blotts hasn't updated its book list for a long time, and the most recently published book is actually Lockhart's.

Academic books are versions from ten years ago.”

Zhang Xiao folded his arms and listened silently. In fact, no one understood the backwardness and lag of the wizarding world better than him.

Even Taoists will choose to embrace the real world, with modern gyms, wired telephones installed on Longhu Mountain, and the necessary downhill training for Taoist disciples.

All these illustrate the "down-to-earthness" of Taoism. Taoism is by no means aloof and aloof. On the contrary, they know the importance of traveling thousands of miles.

But what about the wizarding world? Except for those little Muggle-born wizards and some purebloods doing business in modern society, most of them completely hide in small circles.

Books represent knowledge, and the iteration speed of knowledge represents the vitality of this society.

In other words, if the wizarding world does not change, it will actually die slowly.

Zhang Xiao did not respond directly to Hermione's words, but smiled and made a joke:

"Hermione, you talk like a Minister for Magic when you talk about this."

"You mean to wait until I become the Minister of Magic before seeking opportunities to make changes?" Hermione puffed up her cheeks. At this time, she looked like a lively girl.

Then she put her hands together and shouted loudly towards the river:

"I - Hermione Jane Granger, will definitely become the Minister of Magic, let Zhang salute me!"

Zhang Xiao smiled very happily: "No need later, you can do it now."

As he spoke, he saluted Hermione exaggeratedly:

"Minister Granger, what an honor."

The two couldn't help laughing together, and the cheerful laughter spread in the wind, making even the wind a little happy.

However, this happy atmosphere only lasted for a short while, and then the familiar teaching session came again.

The little witch couldn't wait to ask for tips and key points on how to cast spells without a wand.

And I really want to go home first and get a shorthand notebook and pen.

Zhang Xiao had to take out a substitute from the Qiankun bag, otherwise he might not be able to defeat Hermione.

"Hmm - how difficult is it to cast a spell without a wand?"

Zhang Xiao has made countless inferences about what a magic wand is, and he has also written and communicated with Ollivander many times.

Ever since he ordered a thousand-year lightning strike wood wand when he first entered school, it seemed like a door to a new world had opened for Ollivander.

This is the East, and there are many rare woods there that I have never tried before!

So after Fudge banned the trade between the East and the West, Ollivander was the most saddened. He ordered a large number of oriental specialty trees, rare wood and some materials for monsters and spirits.

For example, ebony, locust wood, peach wood, huanghuali

Zhang Xiao thought about it carefully and decided to start from the beginning:

"To cast spells without a wand, we must first understand what a wand is. Hermione, what do you think a wand is?"

"Wand?" Hermione had never thought about the secrets contained in the familiar wand in her hand. She thought for a while and said slowly:

"The wand is a tool?"

Uh--that's very good. It's the same as not being said at all.

Zhang Xiao was startled and spread his hands, "Buzz - it's stabbed!"

A dazzling electric light flashed, and the lightning-strike wooden wand flew out from the waist with a whoosh, jumping in the palm and rolling back and forth.