Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Zhang Xiao left in dismay.

He didn't even know how he got back to Longhu Mountain. The originally quiet Longhu Mountain now seemed as silent as death.

Occasionally, he would meet other Taoists on the ancient paths in the mountains and forests. They all had red eyes and looked as distraught as Zhang Xiao.

These Taoists don't look very old, the oldest is only about 20 years old, and some of them have even younger children.

Those twelve or thirteen-year-old children were obviously tired of crying, and they just sobbed softly while lying on their senior brothers' backs.

Occasionally, some people with strong character would stop when they saw Zhang Xiao, nod with a sad look on their faces, greet him quietly, and call him, "Young Heavenly Master."

Zhang Xiao was awakened by this unusual name.

He was confused for a long time before he realized that Zhang Chengdao was gone. This young Taoist priest who had long been recognized by everyone in Longhu Mountain was naturally the Young Taoist Priest.

Yes, Dad is gone.

Thinking of this, the feeling of sadness and emptiness came up again. Of the more than 40,000 Taoist disciples in the entire Longhu Mountain, there are now only a few thousand left.

Zhang Xiao raised his head. The light curtain in the sky was more stable than ever before. At this time, night fell, and the sky was full of stars, which was particularly dazzling.

Those stars seemed to be really twinkling, as if elders who had just ascended to heaven were looking down at themselves and the younger generations from above.

He continued walking along the mountain path, with a black lake walking silently beside him.

Zhang Xiao raised his head and gave Hei Hu an ugly smile, his slightly red and swollen eyes showing fatigue.

"Tiger."

The big black tiger rubbed Zhang Xiao with its wet nose, just like it had rubbed Zhang Chengdao before, and a clear cry was heard in the sky.

A green light fell from the sky. Qingluan tilted her head, her crystal round eyes full of worry.

The bird used its beak to pick up a small, bright red fruit from under its wings, and Zhang Xiao thanked it in a low voice.

The fruit is still as sweet as before, and I can feel the sweet taste of the flesh wafting in my mouth, but my father is missing, who always licks my face and begs Senior Qingluan to give me another one.

Zhang Xiao wanted to move forward, but Senior Qingluan took out two small fruits and placed them in his palm.

This is your dad and mom's share.

With such a look in Senior Qingluan's eyes, Zhang Xiao lowered his head and put the small fruit away.

"What if I save money for them and they can come back just in case?"

The wind was a little chilly in the evening. There was already a lot of moisture in the mountains, and a thin mist was spreading at this moment.

The bluestone slabs were wet. Zhang Xiao climbed up step by step along the winding mountain path. Hei Hu silently accompanied him and walked with him.

It remembered the last instructions of the two little kids, but even the black tiger, who knew how to speak human language, didn't know how to comfort them.

So the only solution Heihu could think of was to accompany this younger baby, Qingluan standing on Zhang Xiao's shoulder.

A series of lonely footsteps appeared on the bluestone slab.

Zhang Xiao didn’t know where he was going. Should he go back to that courtyard?

He just walked along the road aimlessly. As long as there was a road, he just kept walking.

When he reached the end of the road, a huge square appeared in front of him.

There is an old Taoist priest on the square, with a solitary shadow, a solitary moon, and a glass of wine.

The old Taoist sat cross-legged in the square, holding up his wine glass to the sky, but not drinking, like a stone statue.

Zhang Xiao walked over, also sat cross-legged, picked up the wine glass without saying a word, and drank it.

"Master, so you know everything?"

Zhang Xiao put down the wine glass and slowly pulled out from his neck the dragon and tiger pendant that he had worn for more than ten years.

“I just figured out that the dragon-tiger pendant is a token of the next Heavenly Master, but my dad is obviously the next Heavenly Master.

But it has always been on my neck, so you expected this to happen, right?"

The old Taoist priest closed his eyes, his gaunt face trembling. The cold moonlight shone on his face, with an unspeakable loneliness.

"Xiaoxiao, I know a lot of things, but I don't know even more.

Just like I never knew what happened today.

But I never regretted the decision I made. Chengdao and Qingshu are the same.

As for the pendant, the old Taoist priest opened his eyes and said softly, "Xiaoxiao, that's because you are different from others."

“Am I different from others?”

"Xiaoxiao, even though you always want to pretend to be the same as everyone else, how can I not take my grandson seriously? How can I not take him seriously?"

Zhang Xiao's heart suddenly beat violently, and then it felt like someone was holding it tightly, and a suffocating feeling came over him.

He opened his mouth and stared at the old master blankly, a great sense of fear rising from the depths of his heart.

That is my biggest secret, a secret that I have never told anyone.

"You kid..." The old Taoist sighed, but Zhang Xiao's appearance temporarily diluted the sadness that had accumulated in his heart.

"Why are you panicking? If it really was some evil demon, I would have slapped it to death when it was just born.

I just solved the mystery in the womb. It is indeed my grandson. What's wrong with him having innate wisdom?

According to the Taoist records, you are not the only one who has innate wisdom in the mortal world over the past thousand years.

I just need to make sure that you are my grandson and not some evil being, that's enough!"

Zhang Xiao's violently beating heart finally calmed down a little. He picked up the wine glass again and drank it all in one gulp.

Yes, Taoism is the ancestor of playing with souls, an expert in fortune-telling, and specializes in dealing with all kinds of unorthodox ways.

How could it be hidden?

Even after drinking a glass of sake, his mouth was still very dry. At this time, Zhang Xiao found himself sweating profusely.

The clothes on my back were soaked with cold sweat and stuck to my back.

The old Taoist priest waved his sleeves and swept away the wine in front of Zhang Xiao.

"Don't drink anymore. If you drink, something might happen to you."

Zhang Xiao took out a bottle of Wahaha mineral water. He knew what his grandfather was talking about.

It was the time when he was drunk and riding a dragon. Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the memory that had been blocked by the spirituality.

"Grandpa, I have remembered that memory."

Zhang Xiao said in a low voice.

"Oh? Tell me about it. Let's see what earth-shattering thing you did to make your spirit jump out and lock it up."

The old Taoist priest snatched the wine glass away, poured himself a glass of wine, and started drinking by himself.

"How should I put it--" Zhang Xiao frowned, carefully recalling the scene at that time.

"I really wanted Norbert to catch the plane, but I was drunk and I don't know why.

I subconsciously remembered——"

He considered his words and said carefully:

"I remembered some things that shouldn't appear now. In short, they are some skills that are absolutely impossible to appear - uh, spells.

And then the spells really worked.”

Zhang Xiao knew what this was, and it was quite horrifying.

Even though the essence of magic is to make your wishes come true, creating a new magic is definitely a long process.

It requires thinking, solidification, and finding the right mantra (psychological suggestion) to anchor it.

In short, it is absolutely impossible to achieve it by just shouting it out.

The old Taoist priest suddenly stopped drinking, as he thought that his eldest grandson must have done something terrible.

But I never thought it would be like this.

Follow your words!

After Zhang Xiao finished speaking, he found that his grandfather was silent and quiet.

I couldn't help but ask tentatively:

"Grandpa, it's just wearing... uh, people with wisdom, can all do this?"

"Don't ask me. I can't understand it either."

The old Taoist priest said unhappily while drinking.

The huge square fell into silence again.

Zhang Xiao asked in a low voice: "So I got these special treatments, and the unreasonable support from the Taoist sect.

Is it all because of my special identity?

I never thought that I could give such great support to a junior when I was in school.

For example, when I had a conflict with people in the college, I was only a freshman.

However, the Taoist sect sent people across the ocean to provide a backup.

There are also many special treatments, such as a personal ordination certificate and a dragon-tiger jade pendant, which has been hanging around my neck since I was born.

I can make the final decision on such a big issue as East-West trade.

There are many more.”

"No, Xiaoxiao, you are wrong."

The old Taoist priest's voice lowered, and his voice was very soft:

“Because grandpa feels guilty.”

Zhang Xiao widened his eyes in shock. Guilt?

A bad thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Could it be that the key to breaking the deadlock in the end is myself?

But he then thought of those soldiers who rushed towards the light curtain without hesitation, and those ordinary people who were also not afraid of death.

And the pillar of light that penetrates the sky.

I actually felt a sense of relief. If I really need to go on my own in the end,

Maybe it's not a bad idea to sacrifice yourself and save the world.

Maybe you can still appear on the exam paper after you die, at least it should start with a question-and-answer question, at least one special topic in the history book.

"It's getting late, Xiaoxiao, go back and rest, tomorrow."

The old Taoist priest paused here, picked up the bottle of wine, and drank it directly with his head tilted back.

“There is one final step to take tomorrow. Once this step is completed, it will be completely stable, and at least China will be worry-free.

Xiaoxiao, remember to come, it has something to do with you."

Zhang Xiao took a deep breath. Sure enough, it was finally my turn.

"it is good!"

He slowly stood up and walked down, but halfway down, Zhang Xiao suddenly asked in a low voice:

"Grandpa, do Dad and Mom know too?"

The old Taoist stared at his back and naturally understood what Zhang Xiao was asking.

"Know"

"Well, thank you, Grandpa."

The old Taoist priest looked at Zhang Xiao, who lowered his head with his shoulders slightly shaking. He kept wiping his eyes with his hands as he walked away, and remained silent for a long time.

The next morning

Zhang Xiao stayed awake all night. He got up early, washed, and put on his Taoist robe.

Along the way, silent fellow disciples kept walking towards the square.

Obviously they have been notified.

They followed the example of their elders and walked forward, holding the hands of their younger brothers and sisters.

The square that was once crowded with people was now only occupied by a few Taoists.

Zhang Xiao was surprised to find that Professor Dumbledore was also standing next to the old Taoist priest.

Why is the professor here?

"when!"

A melodious bell sounded in the distance, and Zhang Xiao walked to the front of the team with doubts.

Only then did he realize that he was actually the one with the highest seniority among the remaining people.

"Xiaoxiao, come here."

The old Taoist priest waved to Zhang Xiao.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Xiao walked forward.

It should be time

The old Taoist priest suddenly took off his Bagua purple ribbon fairy robe and put it on Zhang Xiao.

With a look of astonishment in his eyes, he said to the people below:

"From today on, Zhang Xiao is the new Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain!"

There was a great commotion below, and even Zhang Xiao himself was stunned.

"Grandpa, no - Tianshi -"

"Zhang, this is what your grandfather and I have already discussed."

Dumbledore walked over slowly, wearing a very formal star robe.

"These two old people's last wish. Zhang, you can't bear to refuse it, right?"

Last wish?

Zhang Xiao became more and more anxious and frightened. He found that things seemed to be completely different from what he had imagined.

"The magic network needs a core, and I am afraid I am the most suitable candidate—"

Dumbledore smiled:

"Fortunately, after witnessing your great feat, many wizards are willing to fall into a deep sleep to help further improve the magic network."

The old Taoist priest also nodded;

"The Heavenly Court also needs a core. I once wanted you to gain enough reputation, because only in this way can you avoid being assimilated by the huge power when you control the Heavenly Court.

Passive Ascension, but who could have thought of that?

Zhang Xiao then remembered the thing in his body, which was called the future by Ms. Mojiana.

"You no longer need reputation to sustain yourself. So I think it's time."

The two old men took a step forward and stood on the square.

An extremely powerful force suddenly rose from their bodies, and circles of light appeared like ripples.

Zhang Xiao had never seen what the old Taoist priest looked like when his golden light was fully aroused.

It was a golden light that seemed unrivaled.

"Zhang - I'm glad that you are watching over the wizarding world after I left. I think the best compensation from fate is that when I keep encountering failures and setbacks, I finally meet you.

Zhang, the future is in your hands!"

Zhang Xiao only felt that the wound in his heart that had not yet healed began to tear again.

The pain seemed to twist his whole body together, and he saw a lot of people suddenly appear on the Hogwarts square.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Snape, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and he even saw his classmates.

They were all senior wizards. When he saw Malfoy, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Cedric and other friends in the crowd.

Everyone was waving at him, and it looked like they were not falling asleep but were going to attend a grand party.

He opened his mouth and tried desperately to make a sound, but the feeling of suffocation overwhelmed him again.

"Xiaoxiao." The old Taoist priest lowered his eyes and murmured, "I'm sorry to make you suffer like this.

I want to leave you alone here."

Zhang Xiao clenched his fists tightly. He finally understood what his grandfather meant by "guilt" the night before.

It’s because all my relatives, friends, teachers and classmates are gone, and I’m the only one left living all alone in the world.

So grandpa feels guilty, and those special treatments are his compensation.

Through tearful eyes, Dumbledore waved his wand, and the wizards in the square closed their eyes one by one and fell into a deep sleep.

He waved his wand faster and faster, and countless points of light emanated from the sleeping wizard and condensed together.

Like an extremely gorgeous band of light, Dumbledore pulled the light band and walked forward slowly again.

At this moment, an extremely dazzling light burst out from the bodies of the two people.

The two old men soared into the sky, and the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed.

The heavens appeared once again, and the originally clear sky seemed to be dotted with stars.

Immediately afterwards, a huge illusory light net appeared that covered the sky and the earth.

Under everyone's shocked gaze, an extremely blazing flame rose up around Dumbledore's body.

He seemed to have turned into a huge flaming phoenix, flying towards the sky.

The golden light on the old Taoist priest's side was equally bright and dazzling, like a giant dragon flying in the sky.

The stars in the sky were moving slowly, and the giant net was also moving slowly.

When the phoenix and the dragon collided in the sky, bursting out with a light brighter than the sun, the stars finally overlapped with the nodes of the giant net.

Everything is calm.

Zhang Xiao stood there woodenly.

The eyes of the young disciples below were red again as they looked at Zhang Xiao standing alone on the high platform.

Bow down slowly.

"Greetings, Heavenly Master!"

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1. Monthly ticket 2. Recommended ticket

I estimate there are about three chapters left to finish.