Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 131 Drinking too much can improve your strength?
Smith returned to the airport with endless disappointment. The old friend looked at Smith's dejected look and comforted him:
"Dude, that's your wife, she's only a little worse than the ex-wife, a horrible creature, but you don't have to be so depressed, just lie in bed and suffer for 8 hours!
You will be free again! "

Smith shook his head and said in a dreamlike tone:

"Do you know? I just had a speed race with a giant dragon, and it actually flew out of a sonic boom!

What's even more incredible is that this giant dragon is being ridden by a boy!
He is wearing something similar to an academy uniform, Dragon Knight Academy?Oh, God"

The old friend looked at him with a sad expression, and suddenly stepped forward to hug Smith and patted him on the back:

"Dude, I know your wife puts a lot of pressure on you, but I didn't expect you to be so successful. Let's have a drink together!"

Smith: Huh?
On the lawn of Hogwarts, several professors were riding broomsticks to search for the traces of Noble in the sky, and Dumbledore had an unconcealable smile.

It seems that this is a very interesting thing.

Hagrid kept shaking his shoulders, wiping away his tears, and still confessing in a crying voice:
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have drunk so much, and encouraged him to ride Norbert, Principal Dumbledore. If you fire me, please fire me. This has nothing to do with Zhang.

Not at all, it's all my fault. "

Dumbledore waved his hand and said softly:

"Hagrid, no one will be fired for this matter, and it's not all your fault. Zhang has always been very thoughtful."

At this moment, a signal from the professors suddenly came from the sky, followed by a surprise shout:
"came back!"

The professors floating in the sky immediately surrounded a black spot in the distance.

Professor McGonagall rode the light wheel 2001 that Wood held in his hand while sleeping, and rushed to the front.

When approaching Noble, the professor was a little nervous, this is the Norwegian Ridgeback!A ferocious creature!

Even if Professor McGonagall thought he could handle it, it wasn't that easy.

Although he was a little nervous, his body rushed over without any hesitation. Fortunately, Norbert just glanced at her, and then flew towards Hagrid's cabin in a slow manner.

Controlling the broomstick and leaning over, he found Zhang Xiao sleeping on the dragon's back with his arms spread out.

McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief: "Merlin! Fortunately, Zhang is fine." The tense nerves finally relaxed, and then anger surged, this kid is really too courageous!

Can dragons be ridden casually?

Greeting the other professors who flew over, a group of people sandwiched Norbert in the standard escort formation, and slowly flew towards Hogwarts.

Only Snape watched Zhang Xiao carefully for a long time, then turned his head pretending not to care, and snorted coldly.

After flying for a while, Mag discovered an interesting detail. This Norwegian Ridgeback named 'Noble' barely flapped its wings.

If it is necessary to move, it should be very small, with two light flaps. Is it because the movement is too large and the boy on the back will be disturbed to sleep?

How could this dragon be so close to Zhang?

Professor McGonagall kept this detail in mind, but no matter what, Zhang must be taught a lesson!
Too dangerous!

Dumbledore looked towards the sky for a while, then nodded slightly towards Hagrid:
"Come on, let's go see this... the coolest student ever at Hogwarts."

Zhang Xiao and Hagrid stood together with their heads shrugged, looked at each other in frustration, and obediently lowered their heads, listening to Professor McGonagall's angry lesson:

".Do you know how many school rules and laws you violated?

Raise a dragon privately! !It's still kept in Hogwarts! "

In the round headmaster's room, Dumbledore was sitting in his own armchair, just watching with great interest, while Snape was leaning on the pillar with both arms in his arms, his expression indifferent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing that Professor McGonagall has brought the topic to 'Secrecy Act', 'Wisengamwa' and 'Trial'

(If this continues, Azkaban will not be far away from you two!)

Dumbledore finally stood up, walked around the long table with all kinds of gadgets, and said gently:
"Minerva, let's do this first, the Ministry of Magic has sent me a message, and the only one who saw Zhang riding a dragon was a Muggle flying a plane.

He insisted that he saw an Asian boy riding a giant dragon and insisted on comparing his speed with himself. Unfortunately, no one believed him. The Ministry of Magic believed that this was a very minor leak and a warning was enough. "

"Zhang, you rode Noble to race against the plane? Who won? Is Noble faster?"

Hagrid's eyes lit up, and he lowered his head curiously and asked.

Before Zhang Xiao could answer, she heard Mag's roar:

"Hagrid!!"

Hagrid shivered for a moment, immediately remembered his situation, and quickly lowered his head.

"Hagrid, Severus, Minerva, go back first, I'll talk to Zhang about the lesson and punishment of this matter."

Professor Snape snorted, and left a sentence:
"He's a student of Slytherin" and turned away.

Professor McGonagall said with lingering anger:

"Albus, you must let Zhang know the seriousness of your actions!"

Hagrid was a little hesitant. He looked at Dumbledore expectantly, and begged:

"Professor Dumbledore, Norbert"

Dumbledore looked at him with blue eyes:
"It depends on the outcome of my conversation with Zhang, but there will be no worse outcome than Norber going back to the reserve, it's safe."

Hagrid nodded with relief.

When all three of them left, Zhang Xiao found that the whole principal's office suddenly became lively. The portraits who were sitting upright in the photo frames relaxed their postures one after another, complaining while skillfully crossing the photo frames, and came to several Frame with fruit beer.

"In order to maintain the principal's demeanor, it's really uncomfortable to keep a straight face!"

"I don't know why they don't draw a picture of me sleeping, so I can lie on the bed when I don't want to move!"

"You're still sitting! Look at me, look at me!

They said they wanted to draw a picture of 'the principal is at work', I'm already dead and I have to face these cumbersome documents and desks tomorrow!
Merlin, when will I get rid of these things? "

There are also several portraits who are very interested in Zhang Xiao riding a dragon, and they ask loudly how it feels to ride a dragon.

And said that riding a dragon is the dream of many little wizards, but very few can do it.

Phineas Nigellus yelled loudest inside:
"What's wrong with riding a dragon? If the little wizard in Slytherin could ride a dragon and fly around when I was the headmaster, I would have awarded him the Academy Cup directly!

Only a mighty dragon is worthy of a noble Slytherin! "

After saying this, the most unpopular principal in 'history' was beaten up by other principals.

Zhang Xiao glanced at Dumbledore carefully. His behavior was almost equivalent to that of a minor driving the latest model of main battle tank for a stroll.

On the way, I found a sports car and insisted on comparing it with others in a straight line.

The key is drunk driving!

Dumbledore smiled. He called his high armchair over, sat down and stretched out his hand to signal:
"Zhang, I think you are already familiar with the principal's office. You don't need to be so restrained, and you don't need to make this expression. Relax."

Huh, let me tell you earlier, the scene just now, unconsciously substituted into the painful experience of being caught in an Internet cafe in my previous life.

Zhang Xiao's tense body relaxed a little, he separated his hands slightly, and sat down directly facing the back.

The armchair not far away rushed over quickly and just caught him.

The beautiful glass jug on the long table also flew up by itself and poured a glass of lemonade.The cup flew smoothly into his hand by itself.

When he drank it into his mouth, a faint hoarfrost spread from the wall of the cup.

Dumbledore patted his hands lightly, and said in admiration:

"Wonderful magic. When I was your age, I was proud of myself for learning a few spells."

Zhang Xiao let go of the cup and let it float in the air, feeling a little puzzled:

"Yesterday, I didn't seem to be able to do it so naturally. Could it be that drinking too much can improve my magic ability?"

(End of this chapter)