Chinese students at Hogwarts.

"Pa" crisp finger snapping sound.

Just for a moment, Joanna felt as if everything around her became quiet.

The sound of rain pattering outside, the melodious tunes in the cafe, and the wind chimes gently ringing due to the wind blowing from the crack in the door.

These sounds are getting softer and softer, becoming distant and quiet.

The dim yellow light dimmed into apertures, and the surrounding environment became strange and alienated.

What's going on?

Joanna wanted to scream in horror, but just like before, the air around her became thicker and she couldn't even open her mouth.

She could do nothing now. She could only watch in horror as the boy in front of her curled his fingers and flicked them in the air.

As if something had been broken, the surroundings were cracking, and cracks appeared in the air.

Those fragmented things seemed to turn into fine sand and dispersed quickly.

Boundless darkness came from all directions, and Joanna found that she could move again. She looked at Zhang Xiao in horror, who was still sitting on the armchair in the coffee shop.

She wanted to say something, but before she could ask, a little light bloomed from above Zhang Xiao.

The darkness faded like a tide, and Joanna saw that the chair under the boy was rapidly deforming. In just a moment, the simple wooden chair in the cafe turned into an armchair that looked very soft and comfortable.

Not only that, the clothes on his body were also changing rapidly.

The pure cotton T-shirt started from the collar with a hint of deep black, glowing, all the way down from the collar, and by the time he reached his feet, it had turned into a pure black wizard robe, and shiny leather shoes replaced the single shoes.

In the darkness, a fireplace popped out of nothingness. When it fully 'grew' out, it was already blazing with flames, and the wooden floor was crisscrossing and winding, and it had just appeared.

The exquisite carpet couldn't wait to cover it.

When Joanna came back to her senses, she found that she had arrived in a room that looked warm and exquisite.

Is it an illusion?

But the crackling flames and warmth in the fireplace were all so real, the soft carpet underfoot, and the fragrant tea on the table.

"Please take a seat, Ms. Joanna."

Zhang Xiao stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Joanna sat down stiffly, still looking around in disbelief:

"What just happened? Where is this? Where is the cafe?"

"The palace of thought, if it is specifically located -" Zhang Xiao poured her a cup of tea and tapped his temple: "It can be understood that it is in our brains."

"Magic? Illusion? Cocoa still feels the same as real."

Joanna had countless questions she wanted to ask. She held the tea, feeling the warmth in her palms, and took a sip gently, leaving a fragrant aroma on her lips and teeth.

The slightly hot tea flowed from the throat to the stomach, and soon the whole body became warm.

This is definitely not an illusion, an illusion cannot be so real.

"Magic? No, it should be called magic."

Zhang Xiao said with a smile. He looked at Joanna who was still in shock in front of him, stretched out his hand and brushed the table, and the white paper with the ugly little man on it suddenly appeared.

"Can you tell me about the story you are planning to create?"

story? Joanna's chaotic thoughts were stunned. She never expected that this mysterious-looking young man would display so many magical methods.

The first thing you care about is your own story?

Joanna held her head and said with some collapse: "So, you are just here for my story?"

"if not?"

Well, I really have nothing left.

Joanna quickly calmed down and said hesitantly:

"Well - how to put it, I plan to create a children's story, the protagonist is this little boy, based on an experience I had a few years ago.

At King's Cross I met this little boy"

Joanna hadn't had such a hearty chat for a long time. She told about the original intention of creating this story and the wonderful encounter between her and Harry.

Finally, he frowned and thought for a while, then pointed at Zhang Xiao’s clothes:

"I saw similar clothes in the little boy's luggage - I was going to write a wizard's story."

Joanna raised her tea cup and took a sip:

"By the way, who are you?"

"Me? I'm a wizard."

"puff--!"

Joanna hurriedly put down the cup and hurriedly wanted to apologize, but found that the water she sprayed stayed in the air, violating all the laws of physics she knew.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the mist immediately dissipated, and Zhang Xiao answered affirmatively:

"Yes, I am a wizard." By the way, I am also a Taoist priest, the Little Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.

"Wizard! But - no - but - I -" She waved her hands incoherently, and finally figured out her logic:

"You are a wizard? Is that the wizard in my story?"

Zhang Xiao nodded: "Although I don't know how your story will go, I am indeed a wizard."

Joanna's eyes widened and she covered her mouth. An indescribable complex feeling came over her.

Zhang Xiao soon regretted his contact with Joanna because of the completely unpredictable thoughts of women.

After Ms. Joanna passed the panic period and confirmed that her life was not in danger, she immediately transformed into "One Hundred Thousand Whys."

He started asking questions crazily and couldn't stop talking.

"Then how did you find me? Divination?"

Zhang Xiao:.

"Well, divination"

"Can a wizard fly on a broomstick?"

"I'll meet you."

"Wow - but riding on a stick won't -" Joanna made a gesture to lift her pants: "Wouldn't it be uncomfortable?"

"No. There is a cushion curse," Zhang Xiao said dryly.

"Oh oh oh, can a wizard turn people into animals?"

"Can."

The long-lost laughter once again appeared on Joanna's face. In this warm room, she forgot her sorrow and the bad life.

She was immersed in the relaxed atmosphere of speaking freely.

very nice.

"Ms. Joanna, let's talk about your story."

Zhang Xiao felt that his head was hurting, and he waved his hand to stop Joanna's enthusiastic speech.

"Ah? Really? I still have many things I want to ask you."

Joanna picked up the tea cup without finishing it. Only then did she realize that she was not thirsty or tired after talking for so long.

It's rare.

Zhang Xiao thought for a while and then asked:

"In your story, how many wizards do you think there should be in Britain as a whole?"

"I think maybe two or three thousand?"

Well, it was indeed her own idea.

"Because I think if there were more wizards, wouldn't they have been discovered long ago?" Joanna's eyes flashed with 'wisdom', and she guessed with certainty.