Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 140 It's Broken, Let Pony Say It
Zhang Xiao watched Myrtle leave without looking back, and then looked at the guy in front of him with a dazed expression.

The other four little wizards also stood there blankly. After a while, Hermione asked curiously:

"Why were the tears Myrtle just shed glistening?"

"That's 'ghost tears,' a very rare thing, not the kind that Myrtle usually sheds."

Almost Headless Nick said enviously:

"It is only possible to flow out when she is very emotional, or when she thinks of forgotten memories, which means that she has regained some important memories.

We are all afraid of death or become ghosts because of our obsessions, we are born because of obsessions, and we are also trapped in obsessions, so our memory is lacking a lot”

This is true, Zhang Xiao nodded lightly. If the memory persists, they are equivalent to encyclopedias, or even living fossils, so the treatment of these ghosts must not be like this.

If the memory persists and he can manifest the entity like Peeves, wouldn't he belong to the first class of ghosts and immortals?
At this moment, the surrounding ghosts slowly surrounded them. Their white and transparent bodies were like signal lights, flickering on and off.

The fat monk took a step forward, looked at him eagerly and expectantly and asked:
"Zhang, did you just let Myrtle taste the taste? Please, can you let us taste it too? Just once, just once, I can't remember how long I haven't tasted the taste of food."

The friendly ghost of Hufflepuff shed big milky white tears and became mournful:

"When I die, my last thought is that I haven't tasted the plate of delicious apple pie at home, and when I wake up, I find myself turned into a ghost.

The obsession that makes me a ghost is food, but I can't taste the taste of food at all. This is the cruelest punishment! "

Nearly Headless Nick also nodded desperately, even if his head kept dangling back and forth on his neck, he didn't care.

Zhang Xiao pursed her lips, and slowly looked around at the surrounding ghosts, even Helena and Bloodman Barrow, who didn't seem to care, looked at him expectantly.

Waving his hand distressedly, signaling the ghosts to calm down, Zhang Xiao said helplessly:
"It's not that I don't agree, it's that I don't know how to do it. There are so many of you, you have to do a ritual."

Do a ritual?Wait a minute. Do you want to have a ceremony?

It seems that last time I heard what my father said about the assessment, which counts as performance and so on. I have recruited him at least a few hundred ghosts at once. Is it a big order?

"Guys, wait for a while. I'll ask you a question and I'll give you an answer. If it doesn't work, I can only give you a number, once a day."

The ghosts stepped back hastily, made 'shh' gestures to each other, and looked at him gratefully.

Zhang Xiao took out the binoculars and called his father.

Malfoy was still explaining to the three little ones who saw the telescope for the first time:

"Look, that's an oriental double-sided mirror. It's amazing. Both parties holding the mirror can talk to each other anytime and anywhere."

Hermione blushed and said excitedly:

"I know! I saw it in "Magical Alchemy", but the production technology of the double-sided mirror has been lost. It is a very, very precious alchemy prop!"

Ignoring the chattering discussions of the four little wizards, Zhang Xiao quickly told the general situation after contacting his father.

Unexpectedly, Dad seemed to have misheard and asked a completely irrelevant question

"Wait a minute, you just fiddled with it a few times, so that little female ghost could eat the sacrifice?"

Zhang Xiao was taken aback, is there any way to do this?Isn't that how people go to graves?
Zhang Chengdao on the side of the binoculars is already a little skeptical about life. No matter how you look at it, his son's method is the same as going to the grave, but it is drawn by blood, the tombstone is also there, and there are legacy.

Totally two different things!

It's so easy to offer incense to wandering lonely ghosts, Zhang Chengdao felt that he couldn't understand the unconventional events that happened to his son more and more.

Zhang Chengdao, who was tired, put the matter aside directly, and couldn't think about it carefully. If he thought too much, his heart would be easily broken. After pondering for a while, he said:
"It's the best choice to perform rituals. We are Taoist priests, and it's right to satisfy the simple last wishes of ghosts who have not committed any crimes.

During the Hungry Ghost Festival, incense will be offered to those lonely and wild ghosts.

But this time is not coincidental, and your mother and I probably won't be able to get away during this time. "

Can't go away?This is a rare thing, Zhang Xiao has never seen a time when his father couldn't leave.

Immediately asked curiously: "What happened, even you can't leave Dad?"

Zhang Chengdao said vaguely:

"Well, something happened here in the Forbidden City, and there was a lot of reaction. Experts said it was the cause of ferric oxide, and it was suppressed temporarily, but the matter had to be dealt with. There was something locked underground. It was not safe.

It's not just our Dragon and Tiger Mountain. Well, I can't say more. "

hiss!Zhang Xiao took a deep breath, this is a big deal!It's a pity that he couldn't go, he looked forward to it for a while, and was immediately discouraged when he thought that he wasn't even a formal Taoist priest.

When I go back to Huaxia when the talisman is granted, I don't know if I can let my father take me to learn more.

However, Zhang Chengdao gave a suggestion. He read a short sacrificial oration, because there were too many uncommon words in it, so he simply sent it directly with a messenger talisman.

"Dig a big hole, or a big pot, light a fire, read the sacrificial rites, throw it in, put food behind the brazier, and that's it!"

Listening to this extremely simple operation, Zhang Xiao asked suspiciously:

"Dad, are you sure it's so simple?"

Zhang Chengdao was silent for a while, then said dejectedly: "I can't teach serious rituals. Since you just managed to fiddle with it like that just now, I have brought some formal sacrificial rites with me. It can't be ineffective, right?"

Zhang Xiao put down the binoculars in his hand, and faced the expectant eyes of the ghost and the worshiping eyes of the four little ones.

broken!Let Xiao Ma agree, not only did something happen, but it was also a big deal.

The prophet got the knife!

Sending the four of them out to bring some simple meals over, it would be a waste to bring too much, if it doesn't work, I can only wait for my father to spare time to come to the ceremony.

Let the ghosts line up, Zhang Xiao stretched out his magic wand, and conjured up a huge stone basin.

Throwing a fire talisman into the big basin, there was a bang, and a raging fire burst into the big basin.

Zhang Xiao raised the sacrificial rite, opened his mouth and read: "Qi Journal, Dawei, Two Dimensions, etc., offer a sacrifice to the ghosts of Hogwarts!
Disciple Zhang Xiao thought that this group of lonely souls and wild ghosts had no temple in the Yuan Dynasty, and was heartbroken, so she specially told him that if he wanted to sacrifice to these ghosts, he would tell the magistrate of heaven and earth!Huangquan has a feeling, come and taste it.Alas!
Enjoy!"

boom!Zhang Xiao only felt that there was a thunder in his head, and a grand, distant and solemn atmosphere came from nowhere.

The world was spinning in front of my eyes, I couldn't help closing my eyes, and let out a muffled groan.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a sky full of stars.

----------------

1. Monthly ticket 2. Recommendation ticket

(End of this chapter)