Chinese students at Hogwarts

Is one person enough?

In the classroom-sized room, the laughter suddenly became more obvious, and many people even laughed forward and backward.

Of course, this is not their fault, except for the little wizards at Hogwarts who refresh their knowledge from time to time.

The remaining schools had at least occasionally heard that there was such a powerful little wizard, but they didn't know exactly how powerful he was.

But so what? Being able to stay in this room, who is not a famous figure in the school? Which one is not a genius?

Let them convince a little wizard from another school who has never been masked before? Or fourth grade?

impossible! Let’s talk about it after trying it out!

Young people's vitality is the best explanation.

Amidst such laughter, Zhang Xiao felt that it was okay. He still had some Qi-nurturing skills. What was there to be angry about? I wasn't like this when I was a teenager. I am the best in the world!

Just such laughter caused a change in a school.

The five people from the magic house, led by Yachi Sogetsu, slowly stood up and came to Zhang Xiao. The laughter slowly stopped, and the six people bowed down respectfully:

"I have met Mr. Little Heavenly Master."

The laughter stopped again, and the schools that laughed the loudest looked at them in surprise. Although they were arrogant, they were not fools. On the contrary, they were very smart.

Some people's eyes gradually became serious, looking thoughtful.

Tsk! Zhang Xiao scratched his hair in distress. As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person with your hand. Being so submissive will trigger my damn big country spirit, so it's hard to do anything!

As for why they did this, it is understandable. In the secular world, just as Japan is very filial to its American father, in the supernatural world, the Japanese wizarding world is very filial to Taoists.

There was a burst of scattered footsteps, and the door to the room was opened again.

Dumbledore, Barty Crouch, and the principals of various schools rushed in. Seeing the somewhat disharmonious atmosphere in the room, Dumbledore said humorously:

"Although I think having a fight here can help us know who is stronger faster, but unfortunately, the rules are not like this. Why don't you go back to your seats?"

The little wizards obeyed and immediately sat back in their seats obediently. Zhang Xiao also found a stool and sat down next to Harry and others.

Malfoy gave him a "I support you" look, which made Zhang Xiao very pleased. He had trained him in vain in the past few years, and the pony could comfort people!

"Mr. Dumbledore, why is he competing alone? I think this is an insult to us. Does that 'daojiao' college really think that he can compete alone, as this fourth-year student claims?" Five of us?"

Castrobshe's students stood up and asked questions mercilessly.

"The competition format does not require five people, but any number from 1 to 5 people. Can this answer solve your doubts? Mr. Martins?"

Dumbledore said with a smile. Seeing that the captain of Castrobsher still sat down reluctantly, he opened his hands and made a downward gesture.

"Okay, let's continue, shall we?" He looked at the people in the room with a smile: "We are going to give guidance to our warriors, right? Barty, you can do the talking, right?"

Crouch shook his head, and a dry smile appeared on his old-fashioned face:

"It's up to you, Dumbledore."

"No problem" Dumbledore agreed readily. He cleared his throat. This action made everyone forget about other things and listen carefully. Some of them also took out shorthand quills and parchment.

Hermione's little ears had perked up. In the past, she had only felt this way when she heard Professor McGonagall say that this was the focus of the exam.

Not only that, the eavesdropping portraits were no longer discussing in a low voice. They squeezed hard into the portrait next to Dumbledore, almost squeezing the owner of the frame out. The old man wearing a gentleman's hat shouted angrily: "Okay, okay, this is my photo frame!"

In the midst of such excitement, Dumbledore's voice sounded:

"First of all, the three projects will be tested from different dimensions. You will face different problems, challenges and confrontations!"

Dumbledore said to everyone, and the little wizards moved nervously:

"So we are not going to tell you what it is. The courage to face the unknown is an important quality of a wizard...very important..."

There was a neat inhalation sound from below. Dumbledore seemed not to hear anything, but continued:

"The first project will be carried out on November 24th and will be completed in front of the whole world, so please don't be sloppy, boys and girls, show your best side to the world and tell them How great you are!" (Applause and whistles)

When the room was quiet again, Dumbledore continued gently:

“Warriors may not request or accept any assistance from their teachers in completing competition events.

We will provide you with a piece of equipment that allows all of you to communicate in a timely manner. Unless there is an accident and a substitution is necessary, the free man in each team is not allowed to play.

The only thing they can do is provide advice and formulate strategies. When the warriors face the first round of challenges, the only weapon in their hands is their own wands.

They won't learn about the second project until the first one is over.

Due to the high demands and long duration of the competition, the warriors do not participate in school year examinations. "

Dumbledore turned around and asked politely:

"I think that's all, right? Do you have anything to add?"

Crouch shook his head, but Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said simply: "Albus, studies!"

Dumbledore suddenly realized and added to the little wizards:

"Since you will be at Hogwarts for nearly a full year, all contestants will take classes with the young wizards at Hogwarts according to their courses or interests."

He clapped his hands and nodded affirmatively:

"I think it's definitely gone now. Let's go back and rest early!"

Tonight, all the houses in Hogwarts were celebrating the birth of the Warriors. Only poor Little Eagle celebrated for a long time before remembering that there were no members from his own house in the Warriors.

They could only comfort themselves that Granger was probably sorted into the wrong house when he was sorted, just like Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.

Even for Slytherin, who always has a cool style, the decoration of the common room almost made Zhang Xiao think it was Chinese New Year.

They brought a lot of fireworks, banners, and snacks brought by the little wizards, and celebrated crazily that Slytherin House had produced 'two warriors'.

The effect of the Daomen coming to support the scene was unexpectedly good. The clouds and heavenly palace in the sky, as well as the old Celestial Master walking side by side with Dumbledore, who was clearly of equal status, all brought great influence to Slytherin, who advocated strength and power. Shocking.

In other words, only the Slytherin students noticed the real purpose of Daomen's appearance, which was to declare force.

If the power behind Zhang is so powerful. If the old man who looks as powerful as Dumbledore is really that powerful

Then the Dark Lord. No. You-Know-Who. No. Voldemort. No! That half-blood Tom who can only babble and act like a lunatic is a piece of shit!

I! I want to be a good person!

Malfoy was keenly aware of the subtle changes in the pure blood. In agitated mood, Ma Tianlong jumped on the table in the common room and loudly announced that he would definitely obtain the Goblet of Fire.

Make Slytherin 'great again'!

Zhang Xiao sat aside and watched Malfoy go crazy, but felt that the pony now was a hundred times cuter than the one in the original book!

The little wizards of Slytherin cheered heartily. You rarely see the always cold little snake showing such a wild side.

They sang and raised their butterbeers, and brilliant fireworks exploded in the underground common room, and the songs floated.

The little snakes held hands and danced, having a Slytherin carnival.

In this noisy atmosphere, Zhang Xiao inexplicably felt a sense of tranquility.

That is peace of mind.

Everything around seemed to be quiet.

With a peaceful smile on Zhang Xiao's face, he watched them laugh, watch them dance, and watch the entire common room gradually lose its color and turn into pure black and white, and then it was like broken glass, leaving only of endless darkness.

It seems like a blink of an eye.

Zhang Xiao has arrived at the palace of thought that he has not seen for a long time. This room is still so quiet. In the center, "No Curse" and "Wordless Book" are suspended in the air, facing each other from a distance, one black and one white, exuding their own aura.

Yang is born from the cathode, and yin is born from the yang pole. The black and white auras they emit are connected end to end, hesitating and uncertain.

Zhang Xiao was sitting on the recliner under the window. He was not reading a book. He was just lying quietly on the rocking chair, rocking gently, and there was warm sunshine coming from nowhere outside the window.

It cast a square patch of light on the floor.

No longer Malfoy who always pretends to be aloof, Harry who reconciles with his family and regains his 'father', Ron who is confident and no longer poor, Neville who shines like a diamond, and Hermione who is no longer a derogatory know-it-all.

There are also Slytherin, Hufflepuff, elves, Lupin, and Dumbledore.

Looking back on the past few years, I have actually changed so many people and things, and I have completely integrated into this place and this world without even realizing it.

His mind is no longer wandering. This place of peace is my hometown, and Longhu Mountain is his root.

At this moment, Zhang Xiao felt that he was finally no longer a passerby, a traveler, and that he was truly living here.

It is no longer Li Sui'an from the previous life, but Zhang Xiao.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a slightly stout middle-aged man wearing glasses in the hut, with a hearty smile on his face and waving to him.

It's like saying goodbye.

So he also smiled, stretched out his hand and waved:

"Goodbye, Li Sui'an."

The ‘Kala’ seemed to be cracking open as something invisible, but a hint of enlightenment arose in Zhang Xiao’s heart.

What is broken is the shackles.

An unprecedented sense of relief spread from the depths of his soul. He closed his eyes and let out a gentle breath.

At this point, there are no shackles in the heart and no barriers in the body. Spirit and body are united!

Zhang Xiao opened his eyes, only to find that the common room was deathly silent.

The Slytherins who were celebrating had stopped celebrating at some point and were sitting quietly aside, staring at themselves.

"What's wrong Draco?"

Zhang Xiao stood up and did a few chest expansion exercises. He felt so comfortable all over, as if he had taken off his thick iron clothes.

"A few minutes ago you—a golden light suddenly appeared, like a candle, and the fireplace was not even bright for you!"

Malfoy said quickly in an exclamation tone, and then asked curiously: "Zhang, what happened? Why do I feel like you are a little different.

It seems - more real! "

Zhang Xiao stretched out, with a bright smile, and said softly:

"Draco, I just finally understand - who I am."

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