Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 502 Zhang!
When the light balls colliding with the curse completely swallowed Zhang Xiao, many people couldn't help but cover their mouths.

Even Mold and the Demon Hunter, who did not know the inside story of the wizarding world, looked at the golden Zhang Xiao and the dark Voldemort, and knew that Voldemort, who looked like a deformed child, was the villain.

Pain, severe pain came from every corner of the body.

The golden light as clear as a mirror resisted tenaciously, but it still shattered in a very short time in the face of such a powerful force.

Just when Zhang Xiao thought he was about to die like this, the thin golden bracelet on his wrist suddenly burst out with extremely powerful power.

The ancient magic of oaths finally begins to take effect.

A thin ray of light bloomed on the surface of Zhang Xiao's body. This ray of light was not dazzling, but it carried a kind of determination, shutting out all harm.

At the same time, Neville, who was running here with tears streaming down his face, felt his heart beat suddenly, and an inexplicable voice sounded in his mind.

Not just him, but all the Longbottoms raised their heads at that moment.

On the battlefield, many people had lost all hope. Dumbledore fell, Grindelwald also fell, and the little wizard who everyone had high hopes for to become the next Dumbledore also fell.

Even though he had used unprecedented methods, Voldemort was still not dead.

"The wizarding world is finished"

"Darkness will cover us once again."

Voldemort smiled crazily, even though he paid a huge price, even though he was now less than half of his heyday.

But the stumbling block in the wizarding world is finally gone, and he is about to rule the entire world!
Harry stared blankly, his mouth open. At this time, his mind was blank. Only one thought appeared repeatedly, Zhang. Is he dead?

Beside him, Hermione was kneeling on the ground, covering her face and sobbing in pain. Cedric had pulled out his wand and ran madly towards Voldemort. Malfoy let out a meaningless howl and held up his wand in tears. His gun poured bullets at Voldemort, who was dozens of meters away.

"No!" A terrible scream came from the distance, and Harry turned his face blankly to look at the source of the scream.

This is Professor McGonagall. This professor's hair is messy and he stumbles towards here. Professor Flitwick even forgets that he still has clouds, so he just relies on his legs and rushes towards Voldemort with his wand raised and screaming loudly.

He never thought or dreamed that Professor McGonagall could make such a sound.

Harry was still staring straight at the ball of light in the distance. The sound gradually came back, and he gradually realized that his best friend, Zhang, was dead.

He was looking forward to the ball dissipating, and Zhang stood there, looking at them with a smile, always confidently telling everyone that I have everything.

He even couldn't help but recall the first time they met in his mind.

He opened the door of the box and saw an oriental boy leaning on the seat, holding a book in his hand and smiling at himself.

Before this, Harry didn't even know what friends were, but at that moment, he had friends.

Tears fell from his emerald eyes, and Harry pulled out his wand at some point.

"what!!!"

He let out a scream of anger that he had never seen before, and his heart was filled with unprecedented anger and rage. He wanted to kill that son of a bitch Voldemort!

He just wanted to kill Voldemort!

"The useless, weak-emotional reptile is just jumping up and harassing the giant when it's angry."

Voldemort chuckled. He even enjoyed the looks cast by others, treating everyone's anger and sadness as an extremely wonderful drama.

He lazily put down his wand, thinking about how to kill all those ungrateful people so that he could show his power and cruelty in front of the whole world.

The light ball disappeared, and Zhang Xiao, who was completely charred, fell straight down, splashing a cloud of dust on the ground.

Voldemort was surprised to find that he didn't seem to be dead yet, and his chest was still heaving.

Not dead yet? Maybe I should cut his head off?
Or Avada Kedavra.

Voldemort raised the curse, and a dazzling green light flew towards the people on the ground.

The smile on his face grew until the spell was blocked by a giant door.

"Longbottoms! It's time to use our lives to fulfill the ancient oath!"

A white-haired old woman rushed out of the door first. She held her wand high, turned around and roared loudly:

"Longbottoms, don't be afraid! Go forward! Go forward! The Longbottom family will fight until death!"

With her roar, rushing out were all the members of the Longbottom family.

Alice and his wife, with Algie Longbottom and Ernie Longbottom in the middle, and even their children, their faces were nervous, but yet so determined.

Like a moth flying into a flame, knowing that if you rush forward you will die, but you still rush forward without hesitation.

They are truly fulfilling their oath and guarding it with their lives.

Neville was particularly fast, and he even rushed to the front. Voldemort's face was extremely ugly, and he roared that he would use the most vicious method to let the Longbottom family who dared to resist him know what cruelty is.

But still no one left him.

Voldemort was too powerful, and with just a huge wave of his wand, those who were not strong enough flew out vomiting blood.

But Alice, Frank, Neville, Augusta and others are still there, and they bravely cast spells on Voldemort.

Soon more people rushed over. Zhang Xiao's death seemed to ignite people's long-standing anger, and they rushed forward regardless of their own safety.

Not only that, the house elves rushed over in a mighty force. These small, always docile elves were crying, screaming, waving various things, rushing forward, and the rain rushed forward. To the front: "Fight! Fight! Fight for our most merciful and greatest master! Resist the Dark Lord! Fight!"

Voldemort's expression finally changed, and he even began to be forced to defend himself.

In the chaos, no one noticed the strange changes on Zhang Xiao's body lying on the ground.

The eagle with spread wings flew over the tall towers, and the bright moonlight filtered through the windows of the castle and sprinkled on the floor. The castle was quiet. The little wizards were all sleeping in the auditorium. Even the ghosts in the castle knew about the major events happening in the distance and stayed in the underground classroom to discuss them worriedly.

In the Room of Requirement, Ms. Glove put down the book in her hand and looked out the window leisurely. Her eyes seemed to have traveled through time and space.

I saw the distant shore and the strange changes in the little wizard.

I entrust my future to you, Zhang.
Voldemort roared sharply. His unconscious mind made him say a lot of things he shouldn't have said before, and now not even a Death Eater was willing to help him.

His followers quietly took off their hoods and pretended to be normal wizards.

Voldemort finally realized something was wrong. He had no choice but to summon the fire again. The red flame seemed to be able to swallow everything.

The huge python formed by the flames burned fiercely, and everything it came into contact with burned.

The short siege finally stopped temporarily. Voldemort was fiercely dressed and stood in the middle of the flames, staring at everyone fiercely.

I wish I could kill everyone right now.

But no, he needs to rest.
Zhang Xiao looked around in surprise. There seemed to be no concept of time and space here, and there was only endless white light wherever he saw it.

This light feels warm on my body.

Where am I?

Zhang Xiao wanted to shout something, but he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

On the contrary, his movements seemed to have touched something, and the milky white light fluctuated, forming an overwhelming torrent, washing away from all directions.

There was no place to hide, no way to hide.

"Plop" he seemed to have fallen into the water. On the contrary, the water was not cold, but warm. Just soaking in it brought him a different kind of joy and satisfaction.

As if all the beauty in the world lies here, he is immersed in this infinitely beautiful emotion and cannot extricate himself.

Even the hope from the bottom of my heart will just sleep forever and never wake up.

Zhang Xiao's satisfied smile deepened and deepened. He even began to forget who he was and many things, and just simply enjoyed the beauty.

Gradually, his body began to glow, bit by bit, as if it was turning into light, blending with the warm white light around him.

At this moment, a small voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Zhang Xiao frowned, seeming a little unhappy that he was being disturbed when he merged into the whole ocean.

But those little voices kept talking.

He had to temporarily stop thinking about blending in and listen to what these voices were saying.

"I want to reward Mr. Xiao Zhang with 60 points!"

"President! Good day~"

"Zhang—called his dragon!"

"The doors of Hogwarts will be open for you tonight!"

"Zhang gave us one of the most exciting final battles in the thousand years since Hogwarts was founded. He mounted the dragon and raised the spear, just like many people imagined.

charge! Never retreat!

He risked his life to deal with the basilisk, used the knowledge he learned brilliantly, and accomplished a miracle - defeated the basilisk!
Zhang showed us what true Slytherin is, that is leadership, wisdom, tolerance and the courage to fight to the death when necessary! "

Zhang Xiao's closed eyes suddenly trembled slightly, and his expression was struggling.

The thin voice is still saying, but the voice behind it is getting louder and louder:
"Oh! My God, Zhang! His speed is amazing! He caught the key in just the blink of an eye!"

"The momentum is overwhelming, second round, third round!"

"Let us congratulate Zhang Xiao, he is the champion of the first event!"

"What did we see? He chose the second path! He wanted to defeat the giant head-on!"

"Zhang, sit on his throne!"

Zhang Xiao's expression became more and more struggling.

"Zhang! The undisputed champion of the first Super Fire Cup!"

At this moment, the chaotic voice turned into a call containing various emotions and voices.

This call contains expectation, enthusiasm, praise, cheers, everything.

"open!"

"open?"

"open"

"open"

"Xiaoxiao!"

In the endless light, as if some kind of shackles were broken, Zhang Xiao slowly opened his eyes.

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1. Monthly ticket 2, recommended ticket
I'm so stressed that I can't stand it anymore, so I'll update it first.

(End of this chapter)