Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 201 The door of Hogwarts will be open for you tonight
Soul. The location of the Horcrux?
Dumbledore, who had been able to keep calm all this time, finally changed his color, and stared at Zhang Xiao with blue eyes.

The rushing momentum even made Zhang Xiao feel that his breathing was not smooth, but fortunately Dumbledore soon realized it.

Adjusting his emotions, he said softly:

"Zhang, you mean the location of the Horcrux?"

Zhang Xiao nodded and took a deep breath. If it was a small fight before, but this time it is different. As long as you say it yourself, everything will change.

Because what I said even included Dumbledore's own life, as well as Professor Snape's.

It was Dumbledore's death that made Voldemort completely crazy. It can be said that the wizarding world paid a heavy price for the elimination of Voldemort.

But now as long as you say it yourself, everything will be different, and the Taoist sect can really use the soul to calculate the position of other souls!

"Of course, it takes time, but it does work!"

If Dumbledore had learned that the number of Horcruxes was just a little dark cloud, now he only felt that the sun was shining, and even now that Tom was standing in front of him, Dumbledore felt that he could greet him with a smile.

"This is really. wonderful."

Dumbledore was in a good mood, and even took out a bottle of wine with a smile, poured himself a glass, and drank it happily.

"No wonder your grandpa asked me to leave the diary to you, saying that it was destined to be in your hands and have 'yuan' with you"

Dumbledore savored the word 'yuan', and felt that this word contained many things and could express many meanings.

He even had the idea of ​​learning Chinese again. As a language genius, Chinese should not be difficult, right?
Zhang Xiao put away the diary, and glanced greedily at the transparent liquid in Dumbledore's goblet, Mint Lijiao, one of his favorite foreign wines in his previous life.

The entrance is very comfortable. Damn it, I don’t even have a drink for myself!
"By the way, Professor Dumbledore."

Zhang Xiao suddenly remembered something, and took out a small silver cube from the universe bag.

"How did you use this gift you gave me?"

"Oh?" Dumbledore put down the goblet and said with a hint of a smile: "I thought you liked the feeling of slowly groping for yourself.

Intentionally removed the instructions Nico gave me. "

Who likes it?Who likes it?Don't give me a manual?

"No, professor, if we get to know each other longer, you should find that I'm probably lazy beyond your imagination."

Rolling is just for better lying down in the future, if you can lie comfortably directly, who wants to roll!
"This is a bit beyond my expectation, because in my opinion, your desire to explore and diligence are beyond my imagination."

Dumbledore picked up the cube and held it in his palm. Following the complicated deformation of the silver cube, a pocket watch appeared in his palm.

He opened the back cover, revealing the sophisticated mechanical structure inside:

"I don't know if you have discovered this?"

Zhang Xiao nodded: "Yes, this block seems to directly fill the complex mechanical mechanism by itself, but I tried a few other things, and it didn't fill the structure as I imagined."

"You're only half right." Dumbledore nodded appreciatively. "This is one of the highest achievements in my friend Nicolas' life. He even thinks this gadget represents his level better than the Philosopher's Stone."

Dumbledore stared at the silver cube: "It has no name, and its function is very simple. It is to record—record something that you have completely transformed."

Record?Zhang Xiao's ears perked up.

"Zhang, even for me, it takes a lot of effort to deform such a complex structure, but as long as the deformation is completed"

With his slender fingers, he tapped a small bump on the pocket watch, with a complex alchemical symbol on it:

"Then click here with the wand, and say the spell 'Record', and this square will remember the deformed thing.

For example, what you found is a few gadgets I recorded, and when needed, we only need to deform the recorded shape.

This box will be automatically filled in according to the recorded things. "

so smart?Zhang Xiao looked at his wand, then at the small silver square, and always felt that this small square was truly worthy of the word "Qianji".

"And deforming complex things is also a great exercise for you."

Zhang Xiao hurriedly asked: "Professor Dumbledore, is there an upper limit to what can be recorded?"

"Yes, there are 256 types. After the record is full, you can only release the previously recorded things."

256?That's enough, Zhang Xiao nodded happily, and took back the cube.

"Professor, I'll go back first, and I'll look for you when the location of the first Horcrux comes out."

Dumbledore nodded and watched Zhang Xiao leave with a smile. When Zhang Xiao opened the door, he suddenly said:

"Zhang..." Dumbledore's voice was a little heavy.

He said slowly: "In the end, I have a very important piece of advice to tell you—if you can, don't use your wand to end anyone's life directly!"

Zhang Xiao paused, then turned around: "I will remember this advice, Professor Dumbledore!"

"That's good. I wish you a speedy recovery. Your friends are waiting for you to return to Hogwarts."

"Thank you"

Zhang Chengdao and Li Qingshu had just arrived in England, and before they had time to rest, they rushed back without stopping.

St. Mungo was very angry about the discharge of Frank and Alice, and several therapists stopped at the door, emotionally:
"No, you can't take Alice and Frank! It's murder!

They are weak and fragile and must be watched over! "

It made everyone very helpless, and in the end it was Dumbledore who forced these healers to let them go, because the wand is a production tool, and these healers chose to be healers because they were really willing to treat patients.

Not because of money and income, so the only good thing about the wizarding world is that everyone has a magic wand, at least life is worry-free, and the work they do is out of interest rather than life.

It is worth mentioning that Zhang Xiao also saw Gilderoy Lockhart in the long-term ward.

Ever since the Daily Prophet ran a front-page headline on Lockhart's plagiarism, his reputation has been tainted.

It has even become synonymous with liars.

The celebrities who chased him before wished to stay away from him.

At this moment, the former acting headmaster of Hogwarts, who was manipulated by the diary, was being bound to the bed.

Struggling desperately, Lockhart shouted in a desperate and painful voice:
"I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy! The Dark Lord, the Dark Lord is coming back! The wizarding world is in danger! I'm not lying!"

At the end of the yelling, his voice had already started to hoarse, with low sobs, tears dripping wantonly down his cheeks;
"I'm not lying, you can trust me. The Dark Lord is coming back"

The therapist could only isolate his voice with a wand, and showed an apologetic expression to Dumbledore and Zhang Xiao:

"He was sent by the Ministry of Magic to take care of him permanently. Lockhart seems to have been stimulated by something. He keeps repeating what he just said. He is probably crazy."

The therapist shook his head: "You're really crazy, the Dark Lord? Didn't he die a long time ago? Hey, the madness potion is useless, let's try other things."

Watching the therapist's back gradually go away, Zhang Xiao actually felt a chilling feeling. He looked at Lockhart who was crying bitterly, and then at Dumbledore with a calm face, and asked in a low voice:

"Is this all done by the Ministry of Magic? Is he telling the truth?"

Dumbledore nodded lightly: "Yes, but Zhang. Sympathy for the bad guys will inevitably lead to pain for the victims.

If he didn't choose to stay in St. Mungo's, then Azkaban would be waiting for him to spend the rest of his life, so he wisely chose to come to St. Mungo's. "

Zhang Xiao shook his head, how could he sympathize with Lockhart?

"Professor, I don't sympathize with Lockhart. I just wonder why the Ministry of Magic concealed the news. Last year's Philosopher's Stone and this year's Chamber of Secrets, they all seemed to choose not to see it."

Dumbledore was silent for a while, his blue eyes seemed to become deep and distant, and he said slowly:
"Maybe. Some people are for stability, while others are for fear!"

Zhang Xiao packed up her things, changed into her school uniform again, and greeted the therapist happily.

"Zhang, how are you going back to Hogwarts? Are you a Floo fan?"

With a gentle smile on her face, Meliam asked curiously.

"No." Zhang Xiao smiled and tied the Qiankun bag around her waist again: "I received a letter from the school two days ago, asking me to go to the small alley at the gate of St. Mungo, and someone will wait for me there."

"That's good, I hope you never come to St. Mungo's again!" Meliam waved at Zhang Xiao, and once again devoted herself to the intense work.

Zhang Xiao walked briskly out of the gate, and found himself standing at the gate of a dilapidated department store.

There are few people here, and pedestrians passing by in a hurry seem to have completely ignored this place. Less than ten meters to the right of the gate, there is a corner.

A tabby cat was squatting on the low wall, staring at him with piercing eyes.

Zhang Xiao couldn't help laughing, and strode over, the tabby cat jumped down from the low wall and turned into a figure in midair.

"Long time no see, Professor McGonagall!"

Mag pursed her lips tightly, but there was a hint of excitement and a smile on her face that couldn't be concealed:

"Welcome to leave the hospital, MR Zhang. I didn't expect that picking you up would be a hot job. Many students even volunteered to welcome you. But I refused them all."

"Really? That would be my pleasure."

The professor still wanted to say something, but held back, she stretched out her arm directly, motioning for Zhang Xiao to hold it.

"Are you ready? 321, let's go!"

It was a completely different feeling from a Portkey, like being squeezed in a pipe.

Fortunately, his excellent physical fitness allowed him to quickly get rid of the bad feeling caused by apparition.

Zhang Xiao was attracted by the surrounding scenery before he had time to recall the first apparition in his life.

"This is the entrance hall of Hogwarts? Professor Ke." Zhang Xiao looked at Professor McGonagall in surprise:

"Don't schools ban apparation?"

Professor McGonagall finally showed a happy smile, staring at Zhang Xiao through the square lens:

"Zhang, the door of Hogwarts will be open for you tonight!"

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