Exchange student at Hogwarts

Returning to the Gryffindor lounge, Zhang Chen saw Hermione curled up on the sofa and already asleep. It didn't take a guess to know that she was waiting for someone to come back.

Zhang Chen stood quietly for a few minutes with his head tilted, and sighed softly, "It's the hardest to accept the kindness of a beauty." As he said this, he walked up to Hermione and gently patted her awake. Hermione's sleepy eyes opened her glasses with beautiful light brown pupils. After seeing Zhang Chen, she said happily: "Dumbledore can cure your injury, right? He is the most powerful wizard in this century. He must have a way." Yes, right?"

"Well, yes, the principal has already thought of a way. I will get better soon." Zhang Chen smiled and said to Hermione, "Go back to sleep quickly."

"Then you should go back to bed quickly. You need a lot of rest now." Hermione finally let go of her worries after hearing the good news, and jumped up the steps of the girls' dormitory to say goodbye to Zhang Chen.

After returning to the dormitory, Harry and the others had already fallen asleep. Zhang Chen quietly went to bed and began to meditate to heal his injuries. This time Zhang Chen absorbed the divine source outside the body and did not directly incorporate it into the sea of ​​consciousness. Instead, he first absorbed the divine source into the true energy in his body, and then used the Qinglian Sword Song key to activate the true energy to circulate around the sky. When he absorbed the true energy from the divine source When passing through the dantian, something magical happened. The external magic imprint on the divine source completely disappeared, turning into a drop of pure divine source that was completely controlled. It only needed to be absorbed into the sea of ​​consciousness and the warm sun for a moment, and it could condense into a Divine consciousness.

"Sure enough, the magic weapon Flying Sword has the effect of filtering spiritual energy. What a treasure, what a treasure. It is a magic treasure that can ward off evil spirits. Let me name you Big Head. Big Head, Big Head. Don't worry about rain. Others have umbrellas, but I have Big Head. "Zhang Chen felt the slightly rounded drop-shaped flying sword in his dantian, and he became playful and gave it the name "Big Head". The magic weapon Flying Sword remained motionless in Dantian and ignored Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen felt depressed for a while. They all said that the magic weapon was psychic. I gave you a name and you should cheer for it. Isn't this a defective product?

After nearly a week of peaceful time, Zhang Chen relied on the flying sword head and the magic enhancement spell to gradually recover and condense all the divine sources. At one time, he restored 100% of the divine consciousness, and then gradually released 20% to complete the magic course. The total amount remains at 80% spiritual consciousness and 20% divine source. After this experience of breaking through and standing up again, Zhang Chen gradually became more comfortable with the gathering, dispersion and transformation of spiritual consciousness in his body. The long-term use of true energy to purify the divine source has also made great progress in the cultivation of Qinglian Sword Canon, firmly standing on the foundation. The peak of the first level may be broken through at any time.

This kind of pure training time enjoyed by Eastern monks is always short-lived. In the blink of an eye, a carnival of the whole school broke Zhang Chen's happy training time. The Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin is about to begin. In the past few weeks, Harry took his Nimbus Two Thousand to the court to practice after class every day. He even started to suffer from insomnia the night before the game, leaving Zhang Chen, a sports waste, speechless.

At eleven o'clock the next morning, the sun was shining and there were no clouds in the sky. Almost all the teachers and students of the school came to the stands around the Quidditch pitch. Many students also brought binoculars. The seats were literally raised into the air, but it was still difficult to see the action at times. Ron took Zhang Chen and Hermione to the top of the stands to join the Gryffindor fans. By the way, after the troll incident, the relationship between Hermione and Harry Ron had eased. After all, they both risked In danger of life, he went downstairs to find Zhang Chen and Hermione to inform them of the arrival of the troll. Besides, they were in the same dormitory with Zhang Chen, so they didn't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face. Ever since Hermione joined the group of four, the homework pressure of Zhang Chen and the others has been greatly relieved. Although Hermione will not copy their homework, every time they finish their homework and ask Hermione to check it, they can always find some mistakes. The correct direction for those questions that you can do.

In order to give Harry a surprise support, Zhang Chen and the others used a sheet stained by the little mouse Spots to draw a huge banner, which said Potter must win. Dean, who is good at painting, also drew a very large banner underneath. The big Gryffindor lion. Then, Hermione cast a clever magic that made the paint on the banner flicker with different colors.

After waiting for about half an hour, fifteen broomsticks from the two teams and the referee rushed into the sky. Suddenly, there were cheers and screams from the crowd, and various cheering sounds came and went, making the fanatical stadium atmosphere extremely intense.

"Hagrid"

Zhang Chen and Ron squeezed each other to make room for Hagrid to sit in.

"I just watched it in my hut," Hagrid said, patting the big telescope hanging around his neck. "But the atmosphere is different from watching the game in the crowd. The Snitch is nowhere to be seen, is he?"

"No," said Ron. "Harry doesn't have much to do yet."

"As long as you don't get into trouble, you're lucky." Hagrid said, raising the telescope and looking hard at a small dot in the sky that was Harry.

Harry was very high in the air, gliding lightly over the arena, squinting his eyes to search for the shadow of the Snitch.

"The Slytherin team has the ball," the on-field commentator Li Jordan roared. "Chaser Pussy lowered his head to avoid two Bludgers, then avoided the Weasley twins and Chaser Bell, and ran towards the waiting team. Wait, is that a snitch?"

The entire audience followed Li Qiaodan's words and looked for the figure of the Golden Snitch. Seekers from both teams also saw the Snitch. The two of them ran side by side towards the Snitch, while the Chasers seemed to have forgotten themselves. The things that should be done are hovering in the air one by one, watching. Harry's Nimbus Two Thousand was worthy of being the Ferrari of flying broomsticks. It was obviously much faster than Slytherin's Seeker Higgins. He quickly threw Higgins away by a body and quickly approached the Golden Snitch. .

Just when Harry was within reach of the Golden Snitch, Slytherin's Marcus Flint suddenly rushed towards Harry from the side. Harry's broomstick suddenly deviated from the direction and missed the Snitch. "Foul" shouted the Gryffindors.

Mrs. Hooch angrily scolded Flint, then ordered Gryffindor to take a free kick at the goal post. But of course, in the chaos, the Snitch disappeared from sight again.

The game continued, and the two sides entered into a tug-of-war.

"The Slytherin team got the ball. Flint got the Quaffle and passed it to Arya and passed it to Bell. He was hit hard in the face by a Bludger. He hoped to break his nose. It was a joke. Professor Slytherin." The team scored, oh no..”

Everyone was immersed in the fierce competition, and suddenly Zhang Chen noticed that something was wrong with Harry. His broom twitched and twisted wildly as he slowly, higher and higher lifted Harry further and further away from the playing field. "No, something is wrong with Harry? How could he fly in that direction?" Zhang Chen shouted at Hagrid. After speaking, he pushed away the crowd with his hands, climbed up his legs, and used the air control technique in the foundation stage. Fly higher into the sky.

At this moment, people in the stands also noticed something was wrong with Harry. His broomstick began to roll and roll, and Harry could only barely hold on to prevent it from falling. Suddenly, the broomstick twisted wildly again, and Harry was thrown off. He was now hanging on the broom handle with only one hand. Seeing that Harry was in an emergency, Zhang Chen couldn't care less and flew straight towards him.

"Did something go wrong with the broom handle when Flintson hit him just now?" Ron whispered. "Impossible," Hagrid said, his voice trembling slightly, "Except for powerful black magic, nothing can interfere with a flying broomstick. It is impossible for a child to cast such magic on Nimbus 2000." After hearing this Hermione grabbed Hagrid's telescope. Instead of looking up at Harry, she began to look anxiously at the crowd.

"What are you doing?" Ron groaned, his face ashen.

"I had already guessed," gasped Hermione, "it was Snape."

Ron grabbed the binoculars.Snape stood in the middle of the stands opposite them.His eyes were fixed on Harry and he was mumbling something silently.

"He's jinxing the broomstick," said Hermione.

"What should we do?"

"Look at me."

Before Ron could say another word, Hermione disappeared. Ron pointed the telescope lens at Harry again. The broomstick was shaking so hard that Harry couldn't hang for much longer. The audience all stood up and watched in horror. Zhang Chen had already approached Harry at this time, trying to pull Harry safely away from the flying broomstick, but it didn't work. Every time Zhang Chen tried to get close to him, the flying broomstick would jam. Suddenly jumped higher. So Zhang Chen could only keep following Harry, ready to catch Harry when he fell. At this time, the Slytherin team had the upper hand on the court. They scored five goals in a short period of time, surpassing the score to an unattainable number.

At the same time, Hermione on the other side struggled through the crowd to the stand where Snape was sitting. At this moment, she was walking quickly along the row of seats behind him; she bumped into Professor Quirrell and fell forward. I didn’t have time to say sorry even though I was sitting in a row of seats. Hermione sneaked up to Snape, lit Snape's robes on fire with her wand, and quickly returned to her seat.

In fact, at the same time that Hermione knocked down Professor Quirrell, Harry suddenly found that his broom could be controlled. He climbed up and swept with difficulty, nodded to Zhang Chen below, turned around and suddenly dived towards the ground.

"I caught the snitch" he shouted, swinging the ball high over his head. The game ended in chaos, and all the Gryffindor players rushed to hug Harry. Zhang Chen was floating alone in the air, innocently looking at the lively scene below, and flew back to the stands as he came.

"Gryffindor fouled, Zhang appeared on the court" Flint roared angrily.

"He was just trying to save Harry, and he didn't interfere with any games." The referee did not adopt Slytherin's opinion and still awarded Gryffindor a victory of 170 points to 60 points.

In Hagrid's hut next to the Forbidden Forest, five people were drinking hot cocoa and discussing what happened during the game.

"Snape did it," Ron was explaining to everyone, and Hermione and I saw it. He was chanting a spell on your broomstick, muttering to himself, and keeping his eyes fixed on you. "

"Nonsense," said Hagrid, who had no idea what was happening around him in the stands. "Why would Snape do such a thing?"

Several people exchanged glances, not knowing what to tell him. Harry decided to tell the truth.

"I discovered something about him," he said to Hagrid. "On Halloween he was trying to get past the big three-headed dog. It bit him. We think he was trying to steal something the big dog was guarding.

Hagrid put down the teapot heavily and discovered the flaw in Harry's words, "How do you know about the three-headed Lu Wei?" he asked.

"Lu Wei with three heads"

"Yeah, it's mine. I bought it from a Greek guy I met at the hotel last year. I lent it to Dumbledore to guard something." "What thing?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Okay, don't ask anymore," Hagrid said rudely, "That's Secret No. 1, understand?"

"But Snape wanted to steal it."

"Nonsense," said Hagrid again, "Snape was a teacher at Hogwarts, and he would never do such a thing."

"Then why did he want to kill Harry?" Hermione asked loudly.

The events of this afternoon seemed to have changed her opinion of Snape greatly. "I can recognize evil spirits if I see them. I've read about them in books. You have to make eye contact with them. Snape's eyes never blinked. I saw it." Hermione integrated into the group very quickly, and Zhang Chen was inexplicably amused when he saw her so excited.

"I tell you, you're wrong," Hagrid said irritably. "I don't know why Harry's broomstick behaved like that, but Snape would never want to kill a student. Now, all three of you, listen. I say, you are meddling in things that have nothing to do with you. This is very dangerous. Forget about that big dog and what it is guarding. This is a matter between Professor Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel."

"Ah ha" said Harry, "so it involves a man named Nicoléme, doesn't it?" Hagrid was furious, he was angry with himself.

Within a few minutes, Hagrid drove Harry and the others back to the dormitory. He realized that if he continued talking, he might reveal all the secrets without realizing it.

After returning to the Gryffindor lounge, everyone temporarily stopped the discussion, "Zhang, you can fly in the sky without a broomstick" Neville asked excitedly when he saw them coming in while doing homework in the lounge.

"Well, yes, there are some unique results of Eastern cultivation methods, but flying is much slower than a broom, and it is not as flexible as a broom. When we were in the East, we usually needed to use some flying instruments to fly," Zhang Chen explained patiently road. "We developed the flying technique probably because we were afraid that someone would break the flying magic weapon and fall to death during a fight."

"Cool, why can't we fly?" Neville expressed the regret in the hearts of everyone in the lounge.

"You have the transformation spell, you can turn into a bird. The transformation spell here is very rare, and almost no one knows it." Zhang Chen further comforted everyone. After saying this, many people showed a satisfied smile.