A day at Hogwarts

The 460mm long wand spun rapidly on the fingertips like a helicopter propeller, and stopped after more than a minute, pointing to the southeast.

Charles breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the ruby ​​was still there, and he could go back and forth tonight at the speed of his broomstick.

He guessed that the others had already fallen asleep, so he quietly left the residence, preparing to fly away on a broom outside Waggadu.

Tonight there is a waning moon in the night, the stars are shining brightly, and the wind on the mountain is quite noisy. Many students from Waggadu are looking at the stars on the hillside outside the school in pairs, and some people don’t know where to go on a broomstick.

Charles found a place where no one was around, took out his broomstick and rode away, not noticing that someone not far behind wanted to stop him.

All the way was safe and sound. Relying on measuring his position every fifteen minutes, he spent an hour across Uganda and arrived near a small hospital of the Chinese medical aid team in Africa on the west bank of Lake Victoria.

This hospital is not big, just a three-row one-story board room, but although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of internal organs. There are Spring Festival couplets pasted on both sides of the gate, and vegetables such as carrots, tomatoes, and non-biting cabbage are planted inside the walls.

Although it was getting late, the hospital did not rest.

A pickup truck came galloping from a nearby town, and several nurses and doctors were already waiting at the gate with a stretcher. As soon as the car stopped, a group of people hurriedly carried a woman with dystocia onto a stretcher and immediately pushed it to the operating room.

Charles stood by the gate, not disturbing them, quietly studying the tomatoes in the field.

The family members of the mother waited anxiously outside the operating room. After more than an hour, an old man came and asked Charles: "Sir, are you a priest, can you pray for my daughter?"

Charles replied with a smile: "Sorry, my beliefs are different from yours. I am a member of the Flying Spaghetti God Cult."

Then he said: "Don't worry, since your daughter has been sent here, even Satan himself cannot take her life away."

As soon as the words fell, there was a cry of newborns in the operating room, and the family members outside also cheered, crowding in front of the door and waiting to open it.

Charles didn't go there, and only then did someone realize that he was not a family member of the maternity.

A middle-aged doctor came over and asked him in not-so-standard English: "Hello, is there something wrong with you?"

Now Charles looks like a big boy. From time to time, there are such students in Europe and the United States to practice social practice. For example, a suspension bridge on a nearby ditch is disassembled two or three times a year. A group of people take a photo to contribute to Africa, so this A doctor thought that he was such a student too, and he came to see a doctor at such a late hour.

Charles smiled and replied in Mandarin: "I'm fine, I'm here to find a ruby."

"Ruby?" The middle-aged doctor's expression gradually changed from doubt to surprise, "Sir, please go this way."

Charles came to an office, got a cup of Tieguanyin, picked up a newspaper after asking, and waited for the leader.

An hour later, the dean came and said to Charles with a smile on his apologetic face, "My surname is Huang, and I am the dean here. Our hospital just went out to make rounds yesterday. There are not enough manpower. We just finished a surgery. I'm sorry to let you You've been waiting a long time."

Charles said to Dean Huang in Mandarin: "I dare not blame contemporary Bethunes, even if I wait until dawn."

Dean Huang felt a little overjoyed, and asked in surprise, "Are you Canadian? Now few young people in your area know Bethune."

Charles began to introduce himself: "My name is Charles Smith, and I am from England. The elders in my family lent you a phoenix named 'Ruby' many years ago, and now I want to take it back."

Then he took out his wand and said, "This is my wand, and the core is a ruby ​​feather."

Dean Huang narrowed his eyes slightly, and just moved his fingers. Charles immediately felt an invisible hand patting his shoulder constantly.

Charles didn't turn his head back, and when the Iron Armor Curse was used, he didn't feel like he was being slapped on his shoulder.

Dean Huang made a bow with a smile, and said to him, "My lord Huang Miao, this matter is very important, I have to test it a little bit, I hope you will forgive me."

Charles also bowed and said: "I dare not blame senior, it is the kid who came here, what senior did should be done."

Dean Huang changed the tone and said: "Ruby is in the vegetable garden. If it is willing to go with you, you can take it away quickly and leave a receipt. If it is unwilling, it will offend you. Please forget about seeing it."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and the briefcase in the corner opened automatically, and a mahogany sword flew out.

Charles raised his brows and sighed, "It turned out to be a lightning strike against peach trees!"

When he was in Hangzhou, he saw a lot of Mr. Xu's treasures, and he recognized them immediately.

This thunderbolt mahogany sword is one and a half feet long and three fingers wide. It is longer than Charles's wand. It has a "sword vein" similar to the core of a wand inside, but the number and materials are personal privacy. There is a panda Panpan hanging on the end of the hilt keychain.

Dean Huang said proudly: "I didn't expect you to see that the wood of this sword was electricity by my friend at Gezhouba. The lightning wood from hydroelectricity is more warm to use, not as tempered as thermal power, suitable for swords. I don't know when Daya Bay will generate electricity, I want to play with the nuclear power's lightning strike mahogany sword."

What else can Charles say, just smile.

Dean Huang led him out of the office. The outermost row of bungalows is the consulting room and office, the second row is the inpatient department, and the third row is the staff dormitory, warehouse, kitchen and canteen.

Charles followed to the back of the third row of houses. A lot of vegetables were planted in a large open space between the house and the fence. There was an uncoordinated door on the wall behind the house.

Dean Huang raised his mahogany sword and tapped on the door a few times, then said to Charles, "We can go through."

He opens the door and walks in, and Charles follows, walking through the door and finding himself going in and out at the same time, depending on which side of the door you're looking at.

The geographical environment on both sides of the door is the same. You can see Lake Victoria under the starlight in the distance, a taro field in front of you, and the same house behind you. You can faintly hear the cry of pigs.

Dean Huang blew a whistle, and soon there was movement.

Charles was holding his wand when he suddenly felt something approaching him in the distance.

Half a minute later, a red figure landed in front of him, stuck his head out and stared at the wand for a moment, then let out a crisp cry.

Charles was silent. He had hugged Dumbledore's phoenix before. It was about the size of a swan and weighed more than 20 catties.

And this one in front of me...is as fat as a ball, starting at forty catties.