Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 101 The Celestial Master Secretly Answers Doubts (2 in 1)

Zhang Xiao withdrew from the Skylight Realm. At this moment, he only felt as if he had participated in a triathlon, sweating profusely from top to bottom, and extremely tired.

Almost fell limp to the ground, Li Qingshu hurriedly caught her son, poured a glass of water distressedly, took out a pill to calm the mind and restore physical strength, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Reluctantly smiling at his mother, the pill melted into a sweet liquid and flowed into his throat at an extremely fast speed.

This emptiness state is very powerful, but it consumes too much, if you cast another golden light spell
Zhang Xiao felt that his small physique would be drained every minute!
"Dad, have you seen this kind of thunder talisman?"

I have seen a ghost!

Zhang Chengdao broke his merits directly, and even took out the messenger talisman on the spot to contact his father.

While the three of them waited desperately, the communication talisman finally lit up.

Zhang Chengdao hastily clicked on the communication talisman, and directly replied, a clear and old voice sounded:

"I see, what a fuss! Is there anything abnormal? It's God's will."

Zhang Chengdao:
Zhang Xiao:.
Li Qingshu:
"What does my father think! It's not normal no matter how you look at it!!" Zhang Chengdao patted his thigh in pain.

"How did my dad mess it up! Why don't you know about this!!" Zhang Xiao patted the boat plank in grief.

Li Qingshu looked at the father and son with a delicate expression, and suddenly felt that the style of the Zhang family was really passed down from generation to generation.

The scene calmed down for a while.

After a long time, Zhang Xiao said softly:
"So, this is unexplainable?"

Zhang Chengdao looked uncomfortable, he nodded, with rare confusion:

"I haven't seen it anyway, and my education tells me it's impossible, but facts speak louder than words"

Zhang Xiao said calmly:
"Then dad, there are three ways of Taoism: Talisman, Dharma, and Mantra. Now you only teach me the Talisman, and the Dharma only teaches the Golden Light Mantra. Is it also my grandfather's decision?"

Zhang Chengdao was silent for a while, then nodded slowly:

"To be precise, things related to ritual rituals cannot be taught."

"I see." Zhang Xiao didn't ask any more, because it must be the same as before, and everything will wait until the inscription is conferred.

At this moment, he was extremely looking forward to his early conferment, and he had too many questions to be answered.

The scene fell into the previous silence again.

Zhang Chengdao looked a little guilty, and wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a sigh.

It was Li Qingshu who smoothed things over, and she was also a little depressed:
"Actually, your father and I don't know much more than you.

But I can be sure of one thing, your grandfather will never harm you, it is a tradition in your family to protect your shortcomings and rather die the old than the young."

"Your mother is right, your grandpa said that everything depends on you to find the answer, based on my guess.

I am afraid there is only one reason for not telling you. Knowing everything too early may be harmful to you. "

It can only be said that Zhang Chengdao's character is indeed terrifyingly strong, and he has recovered in such a short period of time. He hesitated for a while and added:
"Some things are passed down from generation to generation by celestial masters. They cannot be said, but can only be kept in their minds."

Zhang Xiao pondered for a while, and reluctantly accepted this reason. Western Dumbledore is an old mille-feuille, a riddler, and my grandfather is similar!
Just like the end of the universe is going ashore, is it true that the home of the strong is the old Riddler?

Zhang Xiao simply lay on the deck of the boat with his hands behind his head, looking up at the sky full of stars.

Don't dwell on these unanswered questions.

Seeing his son like this, Zhang Chengdao simply lay down too. The plank of the boat is not big, and it is a bit crowded if two people lie side by side.

Li Qingshu became playful, and imitated them and lay down in the cabin, putting her head on the father and son together.

The night was like water, the clear moonlight covered the sky, and the boat swayed and moved forward in the air. It was so quiet for a while, Zhang Chengdao suddenly asked:

"Son, can you still do what you did just now?"

Zhang Xiao felt his own state for a while, then shook his head gently:
"No, just now the empty light state added to the body, and many other factors were suffocated together, and they were released at the same time.

Now it is difficult for me to draw talismans in the void. Although I have practiced thunder talisman hard for more than half a year, the accumulation is still not enough.

It can only be said that it will happen by chance, but give me time, and I will definitely be able to do it in the future.

Just like I can only play the silent lighting spell now, my training is not enough. "

"That's scary enough, you're only 12 years old! It's not common to see volley symbols in Taoism, let alone a finger of your wand.

The void becomes a symbol!The power is surprisingly large. "

Zhang Chengdao touched his son with his elbow, and asked curiously:

"What's the matter with your silent spell? How can you speak Chinese?"

"How should I say it?" Zhang Xiao emptied his mind and said leisurely:
"Actually, it's a fixed mindset. It's easy to explain everything when you turn a corner. There are no vocal spells. Of course, you can shout whatever you want."

After Zhang Chengdao groped for a while, he had to admit that what his son said made sense.

But he always felt that this kid still had some reservations, probably not just what he said.

Hey!This little bastard has also learned badly, and he has learned to say that one point is nine points!
good!Like the Zhang family!

Li Qingshu bumped the father and son with her head, and said dissatisfiedly:
"Okay, don't discuss these things here, enjoy the silence and let your mind go!"

When the mother spoke, the father and son immediately fell silent.

Zhang Chengdao quietly slowed down the speed of the boat, laying his head on the splendid Milky Way, enjoying the indescribable tranquility and emptiness.

Linlangtian Bieyuan, Zhang Xiao is sitting in his spacious study
"Sister Bird, if I get mad later, remember to wake me up!"

Zhang Xiao touched Qingluan's head and said seriously.

Sister Bird tilted her head, rubbed against him, nodded and agreed, she jumped onto Zhang Xiao's shoulder, and looked at him curiously with bright golden pupils, as if wondering what Zhang Xiao was going to do again.

After waiting for so long, he finally waited until Miss Niao came home after having had enough fun. He could recruit Sister Niao back, but it was not necessary, and it was not a very urgent matter.

And Qingluan is not a pet, but a family member.

He has been holding back the questions these days, not daring to think deeply.

If he hadn't experienced the feeling of being obsessed, he must have started to sort out his thoughts regardless of whether he cared about it.

After telling Sister Niao, Zhang Xiao sat in her spacious armchair, closed her eyes and meditated.

I do have reservations about the Silent Illumination Charm. In fact, there was only one thought in my mind at the time, and that was to make the wand light up.

There is no such thing as silently reciting mantras in the heart, or mentally reciting mantras.

Whether it is "bright hall" or "let there be light", in terms of meaning, what is reflected in my heart is to light up.

So. the spell is not necessary to cast the spell?

Some questions have been solved, but more questions are like glaciers buried deep under the sea, scary in size.

Zhang Xiao suddenly slapped his head, feeling a little annoyed.

How stupid of me, the silent spell already told the truth.

If the magic spell is to communicate energy by chanting the mantra, then the silent mantra is silently chanting in the heart?

Is an unuttered spell still a spell?

Zhang Xiao arranged his questions in his mind, and inexplicably thought of Transfiguration.

Because Transfiguration is the most idealistic and intuitive embodiment, in fact, the spells of Transfiguration are also useless?
We mentally visualize the outcome, and the mantra is more of a catharsis.

Little wizards need a way to vent the result of visualization.

Hiss. Zhang Xiao gasped, feeling excited that the problem was solved.

If you look at it this way, the 'enumeration' rheological technique of many little wizards is easy to explain.

I have a Taoist foundation in meditation, and my visualization is far better than that of a little wizard.

Those little wizards couldn't do what they did, but after countless attempts, they could finally complete the transformation.

Is it because they tried again and again, and finally became numb, and instinctively replaced the object with something that was about to deform, thus succeeding?
If spells don't require chanting, what's going on with the whole magic system?

And I have seen with my own eyes that chanting the wrong mantra leads to different consequences, if the mantra is useless.

What about potions and alchemy based on spells?

Has no one thought about it?

No, someone thought, and they should know what was going on, Professor Flitwick's well-intentioned advice that 'first year is a crucial time'.

Why is the first grade the most important moment?
At this moment, Dumbledore's warning words sounded in his ears again:
"Don't try to master what you don't know."

Zhang Xiao shivered suddenly, panting heavily, almost forcibly cutting off his own thinking.

Until then, he realized that his hand had unconsciously reached for the wand, and his whole body was dripping with sweat, like washing with water.

Sister Bird had already prepared her posture, and was about to peck her own forehead.

Zhang Xiao showed a tired smile, and said weakly:

"Sister Bird, thank you. Fortunately, I woke up in time, otherwise it would be a lot of fun!"

Qingluan took out a small fruit from under his wings, put it in his palm, and looked at the young child with some worry.

Putting the small fruit into his mouth and feeling its sweetness, Zhang Xiao sighed.

Can't go on anymore, the nature of magic is too big a problem.

Far from what he can touch at present.

In this idealistic world, sometimes thinking is really scary.

If he guessed right, the wizard's cognition might have an impact on the real world, so he couldn't help but be careless.

It is enough to know that magic is not triggered by spells, and Zhang Xiao probably understands the reason why the house witches did not doubt it.

That is the limitation of thinking.

Just like countless people in the previous life knew that the apple should fall to the ground, but how many people have doubts about it?

The same goes for wizards in the wizarding world.

Don't think too much about them, what is the total population of wizards?

How many geniuses like Dumbledore and Voldemort are there?
Not to mention the little Muggle-born wizards. At the age of 11, they don't even have a stable outlook, so it's even more unrealistic for them to ask questions.

That is to say, the wizarding world and the Muggles are too severed, otherwise the Muggles would have given tens of thousands of subjects to magic, right?

Maybe there will be another Nobel Prize in Magic or Magic Progress Award?

Zhang Xiao was amused by his own thoughts, and he buried his doubts deeply. One day, these questions will be answered, but not now.

A thought emerged quietly from the depths of his heart. Judging from his guess, the upper limit of wizards should be frighteningly high.

If the strength is strong enough, Zhang Xiao shivered violently.

Let there be light. I am afraid it is not empty talk, right?

What is the thing that limits the strength of the wizard?
There has been a long time, and the inheritance has never been cut off. How strong is the Taoist sect with a complete system?

Can't think about it, can't think about it, if you keep thinking about it, people will disappear.

Zhang Xiao shook his head to get rid of these chaotic thoughts, and began to think about some easy and simple questions.

Consider, for example, the second grade.

The diary of the Dark Lord is the most important thing. If you don't go to Xiaotang's wool, you will be ashamed to say that you have been in the world of HP.

This has to be strangled at the source. There are too many variables in school, so the best way is to buy a brand new set of books for Ginny.

When she and Lucius meet, eh, just switch.

Get the diary!

stable!Zhang Xiao silently gave herself a thumbs up.

How about getting the diary?Will you be seduced by Voldemort if you communicate? The 16-year-old Xiao Tang knows nothing else, but is a professional at seducing people.

But I have Sister Bird, at worst, let Sister Bird watch from the sidelines.

After I got the diary, the follow-up events of the Chamber of Secrets should be gone, but there is a bad point, Dumbledore can't be sure whether Voldemort made the Horcrux.

Hmm. It doesn't matter, Voldemort's soul is in hand, Taoism is the ancestor of playing with souls, so there is no way to deal with him?
I heard that the book of Seven Arrows with Nailheads is still hidden in Longhu Mountain, so I will worship him immediately!

Then lie about celebrating Xiao Tang's birthday, and then use the horoscope of his birthday to beat him up as a villain!

A small hammer in three days, a big hammer in five days!

Just use the soles of Gore's shoes, his feet are the smelliest!
Zhang Xiao laughed, and almost fell down on the table laughing. Sister Niao looked at him inexplicably, wondering what kind of nerve this child was going through.

Then he thought of Harry inexplicably. If it really develops according to the plan, Harry won't have to bear that heavy fate. Wouldn't it be nice to live his life happily?

After being counted and counted by Dumbledore, he finally took his own life and ended up with Voldemort.

This is the consequence of being professionally inappropriate!

He had already figured out the matter of Sirius, and it would definitely make him and Harry reunite happily, and Dumbledore's matter was rough.

You said that you are so strong that you can't even rehabilitate Sirius. Isn't this in vain for your reputation as the White Demon King?

They have a reunion!I said!

If this trivial matter can't be done well, will my dad, the Underworld Minister of Magic, be in vain?

How can I have the face to call myself Xiaoge Lao and Xiaomin?
From this point of view, with Voldemort gone, the wizarding world will be at peace!

You can also live in peace of mind, cultivate party members, and recruit wings
Maybe I can inherit Longhu Mountain or something, when the time comes...I have the final say on the East and the West?

Hiss. Am I so good?
Zhang Xiao ended her daydreaming contentedly. Proper dreaming is good for physical and mental health.

In the blink of an eye, most of the summer vacation time has passed.

Because there is no distraction from dharma and mantra, the effort of only concentrating on thunder charms finally bears fruit at the end of the summer vacation.

In the daily feeding moves, Zhang Xiao successfully used the volley talisman to frighten his father, and took the opportunity to give him a knife.

Hmm. Although the chop was bounced far away from the golden light on the body.

But this is the first time he really hit Zhang Chengdao.

Zhang Chengdao, who had been laughed at by Li Qingshu for a long time, could only mutter with a bitter face, "The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead, and one generation is stronger than the other." '

But it didn't take long for him to start laughing and laughing.

Hold the messenger talisman and don't let go, send a message to the hometown one by one.

"Hello? Second senior brother, how is your kid? Are you going to confer the talisman soon?
Alas, my family doesn't live up to expectations, only 12 years old, and can barely draw symbols in the void in the "competition".

Still not working. Hahahahahahahahahahaha!
Second Senior Brother, why are you silent?What?Come back and find me one-on-one?
One-on-one is one-on-one, who is afraid of whom! "

"Fifth Senior Sister, your child has heard of a specialized talisman, right? Have you drawn a talisman in the void?
Oh. I can barely draw, and the success rate is less than [-]% without interference?
Xiaoxiao?Xiaoxiao can't do it!

I just drew one when I was playing around with me, it scared me!
Hey, Fifth Senior Sister, why did you interrupt the summons? ? ? "

Zhang Xiao watched with a dark expression on his father's heart, and sent a circle of communication talismans to all his relatives and friends, and a few precious ultra-long-distance communication talismans were consumed.

Just this father is still a little dissatisfied, pinching his chin and wondering who else he can pass it on to.

It's better to be a mother, not as unstable as my father, or how can my mother be a goddess.

She is mature, stable, beautiful and generous, so she won't escape like this!
Zhang Xiao turned around, and saw that his mother directly took out a more precious group communication talisman, which was almost only used when calling disciples for important events, and said happily:
"My son Xiaoxiao completed a flying talisman in battle on the Guihai day of the Wushen month in the Renshen year.

Hope everyone knows! "

It's over!What is the experience of social death?
Thank you for the invitation, I was in the underworld, I just got off the Naihe Bridge, and I died.

The cause of death is probably being hanged in the circle of friends by parents, and the society died.
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The following is a summary of the plot

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