Exchange student at Hogwarts

"Does Harry know about this? What can he do to know?" Zhang Chen put aside the logical relationship that he kept trying to sort out and confused, and asked questions related to how to get along with Harry. After all, he did not graduate from a major, and he was worried that his acting skills would not be up to par.

"You don't need to tell him about the authority for the time being. You can tell him the news that Voldemort is not dead." Dumbledore mentioned Harry, his expression became a little serious: "I know that our plan is just a castle in the air at the moment. I hope you can accept it all, but I still hope that your time at Hogwarts will not be wasted."

"I know that you, like the old man with the white beard, will never tell the whole story. Relying on two little brats Harry and me to deal with Voldemort sounds like nonsense. But I probably understand my mission. The main thing is not to be too harsh. Keep a low profile, make some noise, and share some pressure with you." Zhang Chen curled his lips and thought to himself, how could you place your hopes on the two of us when you have such a deep ambush around Voldemort? Not to mention, the magician Hagrid brought back from Gringotts was the one who seduced Voldemort. "Okay, stop dawdling, lift the curse and I'll go back to sleep. I have classes tomorrow."

Seeing that Zhang Chen's mood suddenly dropped, Dumbledore sighed softly: "I have no reservations about you, but the whole plan is too huge and there are many variables. If you really want to know, improve yourself quickly. That way you can participate." As he spoke, Dumbledore opened the drawer of his desk and took out a palm-sized crystal bottle filled with red wine-like liquid. "This is the potion that will lift the curse on your blood. You take it back and drink it in three days. It will take a week for the potion to take effect. You can take off your glasses after a week. I will send you back to Glen now. Fendo’s lounge.”

After taking the potion, Zhang Chen followed Dumbledore slowly out of the principal's office, went down several flights of stairs, walked through several corridors, and walked towards the tower of the castle. "The Gryffindor common room is in the tower. As a golden griffon, the sky is Gryffindor's home. Okay, your prefects are waiting for you at the door.

Hello, Wood, I'm sorry that we talked for a long time. I'll leave your new student to you." Dumbledore nodded to Wood, the Gryffindor prefect, and made way for Zhang Chen, who was covered behind him, and then The right hand shook slightly, and the whole person seemed to be sucked into a small point in the air, and disappeared with a whoosh.

"Zhang, welcome. The lounge is still upstairs. I have to take you through it first. The stairs here are very cunning and always like to play tricks on the new students." Wood is obviously a cheerful person, with the sunshine and helpfulness common to Gryffindors. characteristics.

"Thank you, otherwise I really don't know how to get in. You know, I don't speak English that well." Zhang Chen laughed at himself and kept up with Wood's pace. Soon they came to a huge portrait, in which a rich lady was taking a nap with her eyes narrowed. "This is the Gryffindor lounge." Wood stretched out his wand and tapped the fat lady's hand.

"Oh, Little Wood, you came back just before the curfew again. This is not good, password"

"Long Zha, I went to pick up Zhang. The principal had a chat with him. After all, he is the first exchange student. It is normal to chat for a long time, madam."

"You always have a reason. I know you are now a prefect, have your own job, are busy all day long, and are a big shot." After receiving the password, the portrait moved a distance to the left, revealing the entrance to the common room. Wood and Zhang Chen quickly walked in, away from the Fat Lady's nagging.

The Gryffindor common room is a circular room filled with soft armchairs. There are two spiral escalators on both sides, leading to the male and female dormitories respectively. It is late, and the common room is already empty. Everyone is I went back to my dormitory to pack my things and prepare the teaching materials needed for class tomorrow.

"This is the lounge. The spiral staircase on the left is the boys' dormitory, and the one on the right is the girls' dormitory. We have a very humane rule. Boys are not allowed to enter the girls' dormitory, but girls can enter the boys' dormitory. It's good, don't You're in the wrong place. You are in the same room as Harry, Ron, and Neville. Well, let me think about it, it's in room 701. Well, that's all. If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time." Wood simply explained two things. After saying this, Zhang Chen nodded, and the two of them went back to their houses.

Back at 701, Zhang Chen was surprised to find that Harry was wearing a pajamas and diligently practicing the physical exercises taught by Zhang Chen, while Ron and Neville were following him in a strange way. Seeing Zhang Chen coming back, Ron was the first to rush up excitedly, "Wow, Zhang, your sword-playing posture is so cool. Harry said you taught him the mysterious oriental dance. Can we learn it together?" Can I break mountains and crack rocks like you?" After saying that, he imitated Zhang Chen's moves to practice the King Kong sword technique, and kept popping out the phonetic particles "whoosh, bang, bang, whoosh" in his mouth, which made Zhang Chen's face darken. Wire.

"There is nothing that cannot be learned. If you want to practice, just let Harry take you to practice together." Zhang Chen found his bed, assumed a meditation posture, and began to quietly reflect on today's conversation with Dumbledore.

In a dormitory of a magic academy, a strange sight suddenly appeared of three people boxing and one person meditating. Zhang Chen's cultural output was considered to be in place.

Over there, Harry took Ron and Neville to practice from the monkey position. Ron asked Harry in a low voice: "What is Zhang doing now sitting cross-legged? Is it also practicing?"

"What he's doing is called meditation. He hasn't started practicing yet. When he really starts practicing, he will be suspended in the air, and there will be an invisible air around his body. It's very cool." Harry explained simply: "That's right. , Zhang, have you asked Dumbledore if I can practice Qi?"

"You can practice, but it must be based on magic. You first practice the beast-shaped fist well, and after you have learned all the twelve beasts, I will teach you the internal skills and mental methods of the seven birds and five beasts. You can practice them in conjunction with each other. This counts. It’s about practicing both internally and externally. Ron, you can also learn together.”

"Cool, from now on the four of us will form the famous Kung Fu Boys of Hogwarts." Ron looked extremely excited, obviously he had not yet recovered from the joy of entering Hogwarts.

There were too many things experienced in today's day. The little wizards were exhausted after practicing for a while. Neville and Ron usually lacked exercise and fell on the bed without moving a few times and fell into deep dreams.

"What did Dumbledore tell you?" Harry insisted on finishing the practice, wiping himself with a towel and asked.

"I talked about the exchange between the East and the West, and I also talked about you." Zhang Chen thought for a while and decided to reveal some information to Harry in a subtle way. "I told him that I taught you some physical training skills, and he was very happy." I'm happy, especially if I teach you fighting skills without reservation, ha, I can see that he really cares about you."

"Well, I don't know either. He is a great magician, but I heard people say that he knows my parents. I want to talk to him and at least tell him something about my parents." Regarding the future needs to face Harry was still kept in the dark about the difficulties, but his parents would always be the softest piece of pure land in his heart.

"Don't worry, he will talk to you. Maybe the time hasn't come yet. After all, he is the principal and is very busy. Go to bed quickly. There will be a class on History of Magic tomorrow morning." Zhang Chen urged Harry to sleep, and he quickly escaped. Dreamland.