Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 54 Qingluan (Please read~)

The time came to December, and as Christmas approached, the hearts of the little wizards also became restless.

Zhang Xiao finally gave up on that crazy idea, Professor Flitwick's advice played a key role.

Listening to people's persuasion to eat enough, if ordinary little wizards pursue advanced magic in the first grade, they are eager for success.

Is the thing I pursue counterproductive in another sense?
Step by step, success will come when conditions are ripe, Zhang Xiao silently kept these eight words firmly in his heart, not only magic, but also Taoism.

Going to class every day, reading scriptures, and doing homework, I actually lived a leisurely life in Hogwarts.

Or go to the vegetable field to see your own vegetables, and introduce the vegetable greenhouse to Hagrid. Hagrid didn't understand, but he was shocked.

It was another rare sunny day, and Zhang Xiao found a place outside the castle where she could get shelter from the wind and enjoy the sun.

I took out a huanghuali recliner from the bag, and put on a small desk and a full set of purple sand tea sets.

Fill the teapot with clear water like a spring, tap the lid lightly with the magic wand, and the water inside boils at an extremely fast speed.

Magic is really easy to use!
No wonder Dad said that magic is the ultimate self-interest. Compared with Taoism, in terms of life, magic is nothing to say!

I took a sip of the Pu'er my mother gave me. It came from an unknown hill, and it tasted very good.

Slightly squinting and lying on the rocking chair enjoying the warm winter sun.

comfortable~~~
The feeling of being surrounded by the warm sunshine makes people drowsy.

Malfoy was envious of that relaxed feeling.

He felt that Zhang Xiao's behavior was more in line with the nobility in his heart, but at first glance, he felt that it was not high-profile or gorgeous enough.

But upon closer inspection, there is an inexplicable charm in it.

If Zhang Xiao knew about it, she would probably only be able to lament Mu Qiang's mentality, as expected, there are people all over the world.

Just when he was about to fall asleep in a trance, a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

There was a clear and crisp cry from the distant sky, and the lingering sound was endless, from far to near, approaching at an extremely fast speed.

The sound was so penetrating that even the little wizard in the castle heard it.

"what sound?"

"I don't know, but it sounds good."

"It's like singing!"

"Is it a phoenix? I heard that the principal's phoenix can also sing!"

Zhang Xiao quickly stood up from the reclining chair, and set up a pergola to look into the distance.

I saw nothing in the blue sky.

After a while, Zhang Xiao realized that a small black figure was rushing towards him very quickly.

As the distance approached, the black shadow became clearer and clearer.

It's not big, it can even be said to be a little small, one size smaller than Fox, just like what Dad said.

It looks like a blue bird, but the crown feathers on the top of the head and the two long feathers shining in the sun indicate its identity.

Is this the senior Qingluan that Dad said?

There was another cry of joy, and Qingluan's figure flashed, and he had already arrived in front of him.

It stared at Zhang Xiao with its crystal eyes, tilted its head slightly, as if confirming something, then gracefully spread its wings and bowed to Zhang Xiao.

Looking at it, Zhang Xiao inexplicably felt that a lady was slowly bowing her body.

Elegant, so elegant.

"Senior Qingluan?"

The blue bird nodded, and the crown feathers on its head trembled slightly, like golden step rocks inserted between the temples.

She stretched out one leg, holding a conch in sharp claws?

Zhang Xiao took the conch in a daze, and the blue bird flew to his shoulder and gently touched his ear with its agate-like beak.

This is for me to put it on my ear?
Curiously, I put the conch to my ear, only to hear the gentle sound of the waves accompanied by the chirping of seagulls, followed by my father's voice:
"Hello? Cough cough, your mother and I took senior Qingluan to Tahiti for a tour first, and we found a random conch to leave a message for you.

It's like this, I gave Senior Qingluan some of your things in Longhu Mountain some time ago, and she left a mark on you with her natural talent and supernatural powers.

At that time, Senior Qingluan will find you directly according to the mark.

"

Putting down the conch, Zhang Xiao looked at the blue bird on his shoulder, and tentatively said:

"Qingluan...Senior?"

Qingluan stared at him intently.

"Calling you senior seems like you're old, why don't you call you Sister Niao?"

Qingluan tilted her head, as if she was thinking about something, after a while she let out a cheerful cry, and rubbed Zhang Xiao's cheek with her little head.

He buried his head under his wings and searched for a while, and when he stretched out his head again, he had already picked up a small red fruit.

This is for me?Zhang Xiao carefully picked up the red fruit, which was about the size of a cherry.

Putting it in the mouth, when the teeth lightly bite through the skin, an indescribably sweet and refreshing burst burst on the tip of the tongue.

???

What kind of fruit is this? ? ? ?

Swallow the fruit with great reluctance.

Is this the Qing Luan who is good at foraging as recorded in the "Shan Hai Jing"?Is it such a forager? ? ?
Zhang Xiao thought she was just looking for something to eat.

It turns out that I will find this kind of food!
No wonder the father and the grandfather whom he had never met let him take good care of Senior Qingluan.

Which child would not be crazy to have such a bird that can only find delicious snacks?

Sister Bird is a child's best friend!Best family ever!

From today onwards, this is his dear bird sister!Who dares to bully a try?
"Sister Bird~ Is there any more? How about another one?" Zhang Xiao called Sister Bird with sincerity.

It was obviously just a bird, but Zhang Xiao always felt that he saw a gentle smile on Qingluan's face.

Qingluan stretched out her head again to rub against his cheek, then stretched out a paw.

"Does this mean one a day?"

light cry~
"Sister Bird, let's discuss, how about 5 a day? How about 3 in the morning and 2 in the afternoon?
Hey hey, two!Two a day! ,

Miss Bird, don't be so stingy! "

Qingtiao~ (Your dad and your grandpa have used this set!)

In the circular headmaster's room, Dumbledore was holding a book, reading it with relish against the pile of cockroaches.

Enjoy this rare and comfortable afternoon.

On the golden bracket next to it, Fox is lying in his nest and taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, a crisp sound resounded throughout the castle.

Fox looked up sharply, his golden eyes sparkling.

Dumbledore put down the book in surprise, listened for a while, and said slowly:

"This voice sounds a bit like a phoenix, but it's a bit different, Fu."

Dumbledore blinked, there was nothing on the bracket, only a little spark slowly falling from the sky.

Eh?Where is my bird?What about the bird that was still here just now, braving sparks?
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Please follow up, please don’t raise books these two days, it’s the resurrection game, it’s the last chance
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(End of this chapter)