Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 50 Dumbledore and Tom Riddle
Is it an illusion?still.
Zhang Xiao actually felt that his heart was creepy. If Ron really recited the wrong spell, he seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

Bury this question in your heart, this is not the time to chase this secret, just like the school motto of Hogwarts:
"Sleeping Dragon Do Not Disturb"

It is to warn students not to attempt to control forces that they do not understand.

Zhang Xiao felt that if it was as he guessed, Dumbledore and even those wizards who stood at the top of the wizarding world would not be ignorant of this matter.

The only reason they kept silent about it was because of the need for secrecy.

"Guys, how are you?"

Zhang Xiao turned his attention back and asked weakly.

Ron was helping Harry up from the ground at this time, when he heard Zhang Xiao's words, he shouted loudly:
"I'm fine, Harry wasn't hurt, poor Neville fell straight into the rock and passed out."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Malfoy who was still in shock, hesitated for a moment and snorted coldly:

"Malfoy, I don't see how you can be brave at all."

Malfoy stopped trembling suddenly, he slowly got up from the ground, raised his head and said proudly:

"I am a noble 28 pure blood, and courage is deeply buried in our blood! What do you know? Weasley, do you know what is noble?"

Ron was stunned and flew into a rage:
"Don't forget, I'm also 28 pure blood! Bah! You'd better lie down, you bastard!"

Malfoy froze in place as if struck by lightning.

yes!This red-haired bastard is also one of the pure-blood nobles, and he seems to be a distant relative with himself.

Is pure blood still noble?

Like a wounded puppy, Malfoy set his sights on Zhang Xiao, hoping to get off-court support.

Zhang Xiao looked up at the sky and whistled.

Today's weather. Today's night is really nice.
Dumbledore walked in the Forbidden Forest, following his steps, even the faint whispers in the Forbidden Forest disappeared.

"Tom. I didn't expect you to be here alive. I thought you would continue to wander in the woods of Albania."

Under the shade of the tree in front of him, a figure with a hood that hid himself in the shadow let out a hoarse and deep laugh.

"Yes, yes, Dumbledore, are you here to laugh at me?
The powerful Dark Lord in the past can only be like a poor maggot at this moment, and can only rely on this kind of thing to continue his life. "

The black-robed figure raised a hand, with shiny silver-white blood stains on his hand, and slowly moved his fingers to his chapped mouth, making unpleasant sucking sounds.

With a chilling anger on Dumbledore's face, he said coldly:

"Tom, you have failed once, if you don't know what is the real power in this world.

No matter how many times you come, what greets you is failure! "

The man in black opened his hands like a skeleton bathed in moonlight:

"Here it goes again, Dumbledore, is it still your old 'love'?

It's sad, you obviously have great power, but you use chains to lock your hands and feet, Dumbledore, you can't make a move
Because of the ridiculous agreement between you and the centaur, it's ridiculous that you can't take the initiative to shoot. Obviously, you can kill me again with just moving your fingers, but you are willing to be locked by those chains called rules. "

The man in black stepped back and buried his body in the shadows again, leaving only his insolent laughter:
"Dumbledore, you will never kill me!

One day, the Dark Mark will shine again in the sky, and the entire wizarding world will remember what real fear is!
I will be back! "

Dumbledore really did as he said, watching the man in black go away, a trace of fatigue and determination suddenly appeared on his old face.

The old man lowered his head slowly, and muttered to himself in an inaudible voice:

"Tom...not necessarily."

For the second time, Professor McGonagall began to hate the school's anti-Apparition spell, and the elderly professor was already shaking with anger.

"Last time it was the flying lesson lawn, this time it's the Forbidden Forest!
Next time!Will it be underground next time! "

When the huge dragon and tiger pattern began to shine from the sky, Professor McGonagall had an ominous premonition in her heart. She hurriedly summoned the professor and rushed towards the scene of the incident.

At the same time, there was a sense of powerlessness in my heart, it was the Forbidden Forest!It will take a while to rush there. Will they see the little wizard lying on the ground when they arrive?
The only consolation she had was that Dumbledore had promised him to keep the little wizard safe.

Professor McGonagall suddenly remembered the student who made her sad, Sirius Black.

He had been a good boy, though naughty, and was inseparable from James Potter, and Lupine and Peter.

How did you do that kind of thing?

I think of Blake because Mag vaguely remembers that he has a motorcycle, which is very fast, even comparable to the latest model of flying broom, maybe even faster!
Shall I get one too?In case these little wizards are making some troubles, but they can't rush over in time?
Professor McGonagall used these thoughts to disturb the anxiety in her heart. For some reason, she was very worried about Dumbledore's guarantee this time, which she had always trusted.

She simply waved her wand:
"Fly the broom!"

In her office, a well-maintained Comet 260 flew up with a "swish", rushed through the door and flew towards Mag.

Professor McGonagall grabbed the broom and seemed to be the brilliant Gryffindor Chaser of his youth again.

Turn over neatly and ride on the broom, lower your body, and sprint! ! !
Snape looked sullenly at the back of Professor McGonagall riding away on the broom, opened his mouth, and could only curse in a low voice, containing endless resentment (Note 1)

"Dumbledore! You old fool! You promised me!"

The distraught Snape also summoned a broom and flew towards the Forbidden Forest.

In the Forbidden Forest, Fox tilted his head and stared at Zhang Xiao, as if he was curious about something. At this moment, Dumbledore walked back slowly.

At this moment, his face was no longer as cold as before, but replaced by a satisfied smile. He looked at a few young wizards who were staggering around not far away, and said with a smile:

"Look, Fox, they are all good boys. They believe in their companions. You see, as long as they gather the strength of everyone, even monsters far stronger than them can be defeated."

Fox tilted the bird's head to one side, not wanting to pay attention to this bad old man who was only grabbing a bird.

Unexpectedly, Dumbledore's next sentence was:
"Hagrid seems to be in trouble, Fox, can you help him?"

gas!cold!shake!
1. Recommended ticket 2. Monthly ticket
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Note 1: Snape once rode a broomstick. In the first part, Quirrell cast a curse on Harry's broomstick. In the second Quidditch game, Snape was the referee.

Tsundere.

(End of this chapter)