hogwarts chef

"My head hurts..."

Zhang Heyang moved his fingers and felt a splitting headache. He didn't even open his eyes and started to curse: "This old guy is so stupid. He is definitely a boss. Even a full-level mage like me can't defeat him."

You can't blame Zhang Heyang for being rude and traveling inexplicably. As soon as you travel, an old madman bombards you with something as powerful as an atomic bomb. After resisting for a long time, you were knocked unconscious. When you wake up, your head still hurts. Anyone else would have been cursed.

Zhang Heyang opened his eyes and saw a golden object flashing above his head. He blinked hard and found that it was a pair of glasses. The smiling face of the old man who knocked him down last night appeared.

"Are you awake, young man?"

The old man didn't seem to hear Zhang Heyang's scolding. He looked at Zhang Heyang gently and smiled, "Would you like a piece of sizzling bee candy? This is a new product developed by Ambrosio. It hasn't been sold yet. It's not that sweet. It might be to your taste.”

Zhang Heyang's face turned red, he was saying bad words and swearing in front of others, but he didn't know it yet. It felt so embarrassing.

But when he thought about last night's attack, his embarrassment disappeared.

"Old man, you can do it. Why don't you just hit your wife? I said I would take responsibility, but you still do it and fuck me hard enough!"

Zhang Heyang was halfway through scolding when he suddenly remembered something and asked quickly: "By the way, is your wife okay?"

The old man said with a somewhat regretful tone: "Pomona is not my lover. She has nothing to do with her. The physical impact was blocked by the magic power in her body. However, the fire that enveloped you was a bit evil and made her magic power dissolve very quickly. Hurry, I’m afraid it will take about ten years to recover.”

"I'm...I'm sorry. Which hospital is she in? Can I go and have a look?" Zhang Heyang was very sad. Such an old lady had to recuperate for ten years after being hit by him, which made him feel very guilty.

"She's right next door to you, kid." The old man smiled and raised his chin. Zhang Heyang turned his head and looked. Wasn't the old lady who he knocked down yesterday lying on the bed next door, smiling at him?

"Old lady, are you okay?" Zhang Heyang ignored the pain in his body, climbed up, bowed to the old lady, cupped his hands, and apologized again and again: "I'm really sorry for you, look at me... I... "

Halfway through, I couldn't say anything.

"It's okay, young man, it was an unintentional mistake, and it's not your responsibility." The old lady named Pomona was very generous, smiled softly, sat up, and waved her hand at Zhang Heyang.

Zhang Heyang breathed a sigh of relief, being able to get up so neatly. It seemed that his body and bones were indeed fine. He quickly assured: "Old lady, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to help you restore your magic power."

"That's very well said." The old man said with a smile, "Young people with kind hearts are all good."

Zhang Heyang felt guilty about Pomona, but he didn't have a good look on the old man.His face suddenly darkened, and he curled his lips and said: "Stop talking nonsense, old man, who are you? What are you doing here with such great ability?"

"As I said yesterday, my name is Dumbledore." The old man didn't mean to be angry at all. He looked at Zhang Heyang and smiled kindly, taking a bite of the candy in his hand.

"Bah, you are Dumbledore, then I am Voldemort!" Zhang Heyang moved his body impatiently, and found that nothing was wrong, and said, "Ma Liu, what on earth do you do?"

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To be honest, your strength surprises me. Even the real Voldemort may not be as good as you. And when he was your age, even if he used so much black magic to transform himself, he was still far from your level. . "

The old man took two bites of the candy and seemed to think it was not sweet enough. He frowned and put it aside, wiped his hands on his beard, and said with a smile: "As for me, I am the principal of Hogwarts. At the same time, you have to think If you ask, it seems that I am still the president of the International Federation of Magicians, and maybe the chief mage of the Wizengamot Wizards Association... You know, when you get older, there are always some things that you can't remember so clearly."

The old man pretended to reminisce with an senile look, but every title he announced made Zhang Heyang's heart skip a beat.

If you randomly travel through a world with a Western fantasy background and there is a very powerful old man named Dumbledore, or there is a famous strong man named Dumbledore in this world, it may be a coincidence.

But the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and the recipient of a bunch of titles such as the President of the International Federation of Wizards, cannot reach this level by coincidence, so there is only one possibility. This sloppy old man who likes sweets in front of him is really One of the greatest wizards in the Harry Potter world, Albus Dumbledore.

It's no wonder that yesterday, when Dumbledore took a look at Zhang Heyang, he let his magic power automatically protect the master and fell away.Dumbledore's eyes are like permanent Sharingan eyes, and Legilimency is simply a passive skill that can be triggered independently.

"Didn't I travel through time as a greasy wet sister? How did I travel to the Harry Potter world?" Zhang Heyang muttered, feeling a little more at ease in his heart. When he was a child, he loved reading Harry Potter books the most. After many years, Although I have forgotten the specific plot, I remember the big picture clearly.

Being in a familiar world is better than wearing it and looking for some greasy wet sister.But having said that, my English is only at the elementary school level. When will I be able to talk to British people?

"Because I speak Chinese, young man." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Nah!" Zhang Heyang glared at Dumbledore angrily. He just let down his guard and let Dumbledore, who had always turned Legilimency on as a passive skill, read one of his thoughts.

It's right to think about it. Dumbledore, an old fagot, has lived for more than 100 years. He is extremely talented and can do magic. He can even understand the language of mermaids and reptiles, let alone Chinese?

"Okay, magical young man, now, can I ask your name?" Dumbledore did not feel any shame in reading other people's thoughts, and continued to ask with a smile.

"Zhang Heyang, you can also see that I am Chinese and I ended up here inexplicably." Zhang Heyang said angrily.

"Well, well, good, good. Now, I have one thing I need your help with." Dumbledore nodded and spoke again.

"I won't help." Zhang Heyang said the rejection directly without thinking.Who has watched Harry Potter and doesn’t know that you old faggot likes to scheme with people. Anyone who helps you will basically die and be disabled. Even the savior he chooses can be sent to death with his own hands. This kind of person is better than Voldemort is not reliable yet.

"Rather than helping, it's better to take responsibility for your own mistakes." Dumbledore's tone became cheerful again, "Due to your fault, the headmaster of Hogwarts Hufflepuff House was seriously injured. So this position needs you to fill it.”

Looking at the confused Zhang Heyang, Dumbledore smiled even more happily. He pretended to pick out his ears and said to himself: "Just now, someone seemed to say that he should take responsibility for his own mistakes. Oops, this person has an old memory." It really doesn’t work…”