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Chapter 172 Old Deng Please Drink Tea

Yang San shrugged his shoulders, and after turning around slowly, he came to Dumbledore's office!
"Iced plum juice!"

Speechlessly shouted at the ugly stone monster!
The stone monster suddenly seemed to come alive, and jumped to the side. The wall behind it parted left and right, revealing a spiral staircase that kept moving up!

Yang San stood up speechlessly, and after turning around countless times, the stairs finally stopped in front of an oak door!
Yang San stepped forward and knocked on the door, and the door opened quietly!

"Mr. Yang San, you came faster than I thought!"

Dumbledore's teasing voice suddenly came!
Yang San ignored Dumbledore's words, picked up a glass of sour plum juice on the table and drank it, while constantly looking at everything in the room!
This is the first time Yang San has come here. It's not that Yang San is thin-skinned, it's really that Yang San didn't find an excuse to come here. Could it be that he said: Lao Deng, I came to see you for tea?

The walls here are also covered with portraits, but these are all the portraits of previous principals, and at this time they all paid attention to Yang San!

Behind the door hangs high on a gilded tree branch, and stands a majestic golden and red bird!
Yang San asked curiously, "Old Deng, is this your bird?"

Dumbledore's head was covered with black lines!

Suddenly, Yang San's eyes lit up, he stepped forward quickly, pointed to a broken hat and asked, "Old Deng, is this your sorting hat?"

At this time, the Sorting Hat suddenly opened a hole, and said one by one, "Yes, it's me!"

Dumbledore laughed, "It doesn't wake up often!"

Yang San nodded and said, "Well, old guy, I'm prone to lack of sleep, so it's better to get more sleep!"

"I'm not old, I'm only 18!" the Sorting Hat said immediately!

At the same time, it seemed to glance at Yang San and said, "You seem to be very curious about me!"

Yang San didn't hide it, nodded and said, "I'm just curious, if it were me, which college would you assign me to?"

"I don't know either, I just help the students choose the answer that is deepest in their hearts!"

"Mr. Yang San, since you are so interested in the little old man's office, why don't you come here!" Dumbledore laughed!
Yang San said without hesitation, "You are not a beauty, what are you looking for!"

"Why don't you get some compound medicine, Lao Deng, and become a great beauty, and I will come here every day from now on!"

Dumbledore was dumbfounded for a moment, blue light flashed in his eyes, "Mr. Yang San seems to have something to say!"

Yang San smacked his lips and said, "That's why I don't like coming to your place. Everyone knows it, but I still have to guess riddles. Are you tired?"

"Ahem, cough, well, that's right, this Moody is fake, we all know that!" Dumbledore said helplessly!

Yang San sat down on the only remaining chair in the office, sipping sour plum juice, not planning to interrupt at all!

"It's just that we don't know the identity of the imposter, and we don't know where the real Moody is!"

Yang San knew that Dumbledore still kept a lot, but he didn't care. After all, the rest was his plan for Voldemort. He and Lao Deng were not familiar with each other, and they hadn't reached the point of being honest with each other yet!

"Coincidentally, I just know these two questions!" Yang San said with a smile!
Dumbledore immediately said seriously, "What needs does Mr. Yang San have? But it's okay, please tell me what you know!"

"Cheer up, I want your bird..."

Dumbledore couldn't help feeling a chill in his thighs, and said hastily, "Mr. Yang San really knows how to joke, hehehehe!"

Yang San smiled and said, "I'm not kidding, I just want your bird... tears!"

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of the sour plum juice on the table, it turned out to be Fawkes, okay...

"It is said that Phoenix's tears are good things, so give me a hundred and eighty liters!"

"puff!"

Dumbledore spurted out a mouthful of sour plum juice and said in shock, "You want Fox to cry, don't you?"

Yang San looked at Dumbledore in surprise, "Will it be blind? But it doesn't matter, anyway, it can kill itself... self-immolation!"

"Quack quack!"

Fox, who was originally high-spirited, suddenly screamed again and again, flapping his wings, looking extremely anxious, and even his voice changed!
Dumbledore said dumbfoundedly, "This is too much, if you want a few milliliters, I think Fox will be happy to help!"

"Yan Yin Yin!"

Fox nodded again and again, one hundred and eighty liters?You are difficult to distinguish between strong birds!

Yang San said disdainfully, "How many milliliters? What should I use it for? It's not enough to make soup!"

"Forget it!" Seeing that both Dumbledore and Fox breathed a sigh of relief, Yang San continued, "Then give me one hundred and eighty liters of Bliss Elixir!"

Dumbledore was stunned again, and Fox felt much better in his heart. It turned out that he was not the worst one!

"I'm afraid there is no such thing. I'm afraid the entire wizarding world doesn't have a hundred and eighty liters!" Dumbledore said with a mournful face!
"Don't you have this? You are so poor!" Yang San said in surprise!

Dumbledore was really helpless for this shameless guy, he gritted his teeth and said, "Snape has about three liters of Felix Elixir, and I will give it all to you!"

Fox stood quietly aside, pretending that he didn't exist, didn't he see that Snape was knocked out with three liters of Bliss Elixir for no reason, that guy must account for more than half of Snape's net worth!
"Oh? It's only three liters, forget it, I agree with a little loss!" Yang San pretended to be generous and said!

Dumbledore's right eyelid twitched, and he said brightly, "As long as you are happy, as long as you are happy!"

"In that case, can you tell me?"

Yang San said speechlessly, "Old Deng, that's how you do business? I haven't even seen the goods, and you want to collect money?"

"That's right, just wait a moment!"

Dumbledore wrote a note casually and handed it to Fawkes, let it go to Snape!
After a while, Snape arrived in a hurry, and when he saw Yang San was also there, he was stunned for a moment, and then he squinted those dead fish eyes and said!
"Are you looking for me?" While talking, he put a large transparent jar in his hand on the table, "This is what you want me to bring...!"

Dumbledore pushed it to Yang San in pain!
Under Snape's shocked eyes, Yang San unceremoniously copied it in his hand!

"Mr. Yang San, can you speak now?" Dumbledore tried to keep his tone as calm as possible!
"Barty Crouch, you should be very familiar with this man, Lao Deng!" Yang San kept playing with the Felicity Elixir in his hand!

"Of course, if you need, I can ask him to come over now!"

"No, I'm talking about his son: Barty Crouch Jr., I don't know if you have any impression, pay more attention to his subconscious little movements!"

Yang San felt that he had almost drunk sour plum juice today, so he casually stuffed the Felicia in his hand into his pocket (storage space)!
He got up and was about to leave, but he stopped suddenly when he reached the door, and turned around and said, "I almost forgot, Moody seems to be carrying a big suitcase, which is quite interesting!"

　The Goblet of Fire is mainly based on the plot of the movie. There is still a big difference between the movie and the novel. The novel school is different!
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