HP solves the mystery

Tom had a heated chat with Zhang Guozhi about alchemy, and he could only stop while eating.

Zhang Mingyuan was often speechless by Tom's questions. In the end, he had to look for information before he could chat with him for a while.

Sif looked at it with a smile, sighing secretly that Tom finally had the vitality of a young man.

No matter how pleasant the work is, it will end one day. When the sky starts to snow, it means that the day of departure is approaching.

"Mr. Snape, the visa you applied for is for three months, right?" Zhang Guozhi calculated the time and asked when they were about to go out again.

Sifu nodded when he heard this, and then realized that it was already December, and the dead trees outside had also accumulated a thin layer of snow.

They arrived in China in late September, and it's time to return to London...

Xifu thought about this sadly. He hadn't stayed in China long enough, and if he really wanted to be honest, this was his hometown...

Zhang Guozhi was overwhelmed by the sudden melancholy of Xifu. He tried his best to ignore Tom's glare and forced a smile.

"Ahem, I just want to remind you that you are wizards after all, so you are different from ordinary tourists." He turned away to prevent them from seeing his embarrassment.

Sino-British relations have been tense in recent years, and they are more cautious when dealing with wizards there.

Xiver didn't think too much. The purpose of their visit to China was tourism.

only……

Silver looked at Tom hesitantly. Would he be worried because his research on the elixir was suddenly interrupted?

Tom noticed Sev's gaze and raised the corners of his lips to give him a smile.

"I understand, Mr. Zhang, thank you for the reminder." Xifu withdrew his gaze and said to Zhang Guozhi across from him, "I will book a flight ticket right away. Thank you for taking care of me these days."

Zhang Guozhi scratched his head naively. He should be thanking them. The money he got from selling the elixirs was his salary for several years. It was really a huge profit.

"You're welcome. I'll book your flight tickets for you. I'm familiar with this business." He patted his chest and accepted the matter, and also asked them in detail about the date of their return.

Sev and Tom discussed it and set the date for the day after tomorrow so that they could still catch up with Christmas when they returned.

Zhang Guozhi was very efficient and delivered the tickets in the afternoon, along with a gift box containing a complete set of coffee and tea sets.

It is a golden glaze with white flowers on the outside, with magpies and wintersweet painted on it. The inside of the cup is white, white on the inside and yellow on the outside. It looks very magnificent.

The first time Sif saw it, he thought that this tea set was very suitable for the Malfoy family.

"This is a tea set made by my friend's factory... I thought you would like it, so I brought a set as a gift to you..." Zhang Guozhi patted the table and said seriously, "If you take it to London, if your friend likes it, Be sure to introduce that you bought it in China!”

Zhang Guozhi kept talking for a long time before shutting up because he was thirsty.

Only then did Sifu realize that he was asking him to help carry some goods.

"I will introduce it to my friend. Thank you for your gift. I like it very much." Sifu looked at the tea set that exuded wealth and wealth, smiled and thanked him.

Two days is neither long nor short.

Anyway, Tom took advantage of this time to persuade Zhang Guozhi to allow him to enter the library of Baiyun Temple, and also bought some books that the outer disciples of their Taoist temple could read, which was a great harvest.

The only thing that didn't go well was that he couldn't figure out the meaning of the words when reading. Even if he looked through a dictionary, he couldn't figure it out. He had to take some books back to London for Lucius and the others to study them.

Sifu looked at him and furrowed his brows in worry, but he was helpless. He knew only a little about classical Chinese, so he didn't want to mislead others.

Seeing that this was not the solution, Zhang Guozhi suggested euphemistically to learn the most basic Chinese first, and then slowly study the profound ancient Chinese.

Tom happily accepted the suggestion and practiced it all the time.

"I thought you would be reluctant to let go." Silver asked Tom, who was addicted to books, before entering the boarding gate. After all, the two of them chatted so well.

Tom glanced at Zhang Guozhi, who was standing there and waving vigorously, and replied expressionlessly, "I've asked almost everything I should ask. Anyway, I have a phone number."

Silver was at a loss for words. He came to China just to relax, so he didn't expect Tom to be so involved.

Although the direction of the involution is different, he really just wants to travel...

Thanks to Tom's curiosity about alchemy, he stuffed several alchemy furnaces in his suitcase.

Tom knew nothing about this. Until he got on the plane, he was still chanting, "If you want to live forever, you must cultivate the Tao..."

He really has a deep love for ancient literature. As for how much he has learned, only he knows.

Xifu wore a blindfold and listened in a daze, and later found out that it was about immortals in "Baopuzi".

After another day of travel, Xifu only felt a sore back when he got home. Fortunately, he didn't go out all the time.

Since Tom took Peiyuan Dan to make up for the lack in his soul, no matter how late he went to bed, he would always be energetic and energetic the next day.

He used his wand to clean the home he had left for several months. From time to time, he took a moment to look at Sif, who was lying on the sofa as if he was boneless. He waved his wand to get him some pastries and hot water, and carefully covered him with a blanket.

"Tom, what would I do without you?" Sif lazily ate the pastry, sighing at his hard work.

Tom was a little excited after hearing this. He just wanted Sev to stay away from him.

He quickly cleaned the room, but in fact not even a dust fell. It was Sif who couldn't pass the test in his heart, so he asked Tom to help clean it up.

There were one person and two snakes lying on the sofa, but the Basilisk and Nagini occupied the left side, while Sif was leaning on the other side of the table.

Tom heated a glass of milk and put it on the table, then sat next to Sev.

Sev, accustomed to his touch, simply moved aside.

"Sev, I want to go to Diagon Alley to buy some medicinal materials and try to refine them using Chinese methods." Tom said softly, "Do you want me to order some for you?"

Sev's potions room is now empty, all because they used up all the potions before they went on a trip. Otherwise, if they use those potions when they come back, most of the potions' effectiveness will be lost.

"No," Sif shook his head. He really didn't want to move, and there was no order. "Let me rest for a while."

Tom smiled when he heard this. Lazy Sif was a little cute.

It’s not snowing in London this year, but it’s still cold.

Christmas always makes people happy, not only because of the holiday, but also because of the various big promotions in supermarkets.

This is the case in New Diagon Alley. The shops and stores are filled with Santa Claus dolls flying in the air, scattering stars and pinks at pedestrians every time they pass by.

Tom dodged the attack of Santa Claus and quickly entered a medicine shop with the Malfoy emblem on the door.

The shop owner had been warned by Lucius a long time ago. When he saw the visitor, he immediately led him to the inner hall. After serving tea and snacks, he closed the door and activated the defense system, and then left quietly.

What he didn't notice was that an emerald green shadow flashed across the room quickly.

Tom took a leisurely sip of tea and crossed his legs, waiting for someone.

Lucius walked out of the fireplace in embarrassment, his hair and clothes covered with ashes.

"My lord, it's an honor to meet you." He quickly cleaned himself up, arranged his clothes a little, and said respectfully when he came to the table.

Tom glanced at him indifferently, not knowing why Abu's son was so stupid and cute, and he didn't learn the essence of his father at all.

"No need to be polite, just sit down."

Lucius sat opposite him politely. He didn't know why Voldemort summoned him as soon as he came back. But he could only wait quietly for instructions.

When Tom finished his cup of tea, the room was still quiet.

The lights in the room shone on him, and those red eyes were hidden in the shadows.

As Tom's fingers tapped on the table, Lucius's heart lifted.

"Is there any news from Dumbledore?" Tom smiled, and the tension in the room disappeared.

Lucius thought about Dumbledore's insistence on Sirius and Harry Potter's strange reaction when he received the portrait, and hesitated.

"Lord, he still hasn't given up his plan to rescue Sirius, but..." Lucius smiled maliciously and relaxed a little, "He doesn't seem to know that they are illegal Animagus. Reese was sent to Azkaban again only three days after he came out..."

Seeing that Voldemort didn't say anything, Lucius could only bite the bullet and said, "The little portrait has been sent for more than two months... It's just..." He glanced at Voldemort, hesitating as to whether he should continue speaking.

Tom raised his eyebrows and tapped his fingers on the table, indicating for him to continue.

"We were at Privet Drive, um, near where Harry Potter lives, and we found that besides us, there were several waves of people monitoring him." Lucius frowned, with a complicated look on his face, "It is known that there are Blido and people from the Muggle government... there is another wave, maybe people from Germany..."

Tom was not surprised by this. According to the relationship between Dumbledore and Grindelwald, it made sense for him to participate.

It's just...his eyes were fixed on Lucius. This person wouldn't be stupid enough to reveal his identity and send a small portrait to Harry Potter, would he?

Lucius seemed to see the suspicion in Voldemort's eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he explained, "I asked people to put on disposable invisibility cloaks and go to Harry while they were going to the Reptile House, and then..."

Needless to say the rest, Voldemort also knew what he had done, but did he know that Harry was only five years old?

No matter what, he still wants to encourage his subordinates after they have completed their tasks.

"Very good. Keep working hard next time." Tom nodded slightly and pointed to the satchel on the table.

Lucius took the satchel without knowing why and took out a few books from it. From the strange writing on the cover, he recognized that it was Chinese characters.

"Lord, this is..." He looked at Voldemort and sweat broke out on his forehead. Could it be that there was one more thing he had researched?

Sure enough, what Voldemort said next made his hanging heart jump again.

"The contents of the ancient Chinese book are very interesting. Take it back and read more." Tom looked at Lucius, whose expression changed drastically, and couldn't help but shook his head, "Let Regulus and the others study together..."

Lucius finally regained his composure, but then he remembered the piles of documents in the study, and asked cautiously as Voldemort looked at his grown-up children.

"Lord, when will you... return to Voldemort's manor... the wizarding world needs you..." He concentrated, trying to get a definite answer. Narcissa even said that his hair was not as shiny as before.

Tom drank the refilled black tea in his teacup, recalling the harvest in China and the power of technology in the Muggle world. He was not very interested in returning to Voldemort's manor.

But thinking that he was still hiding his identity from Sif made him feel irritated.

"Lucius, you say..." Tom turned his head and thought for a moment, the smile on his face became gentler, "How can you tell someone's true identity without others leaving?"

"Huh?" Lucius was startled. He didn't expect Voldemort to ask such a thing. "It depends on the situation. If he didn't deliberately hide it, the person wouldn't be angry."

He cleverly guessed who the 'other' was, but he was afraid that Voldemort would be angry, so he could only answer cautiously.

Anyway, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. Even if he and Lucius were Avatar, they would only have this answer.

Tom was thoughtful after hearing this, and without thinking of anything else, he waved his hand to let Lucius leave.

"Wait, leave the bag." Tom's eyes were half-closed, and he watched in boredom as Lucius lifted his bag.

The small inner hall was quickly filled with books and various sundries, including some blue and white porcelain.

Lucius rubbed the smooth and delicate body of the porcelain. Although he didn't like plain and elegant colors, he still liked beautiful things.

"There are ten sets of porcelain in it. You keep three sets and the rest are up to you." Tom saw Lucius admiring the porcelain he chose and nodded with satisfaction.

Anyway, he put the most beautiful ones in Xifu's place, and he just went to Zhang Guozhi Brothers' factory to pick them up at will.

Tom also likes these porcelains. He used the customs to transport a large box of porcelain back just like he did with apples last time. It would be a good choice to give it away or place it in Voldemort's manor.

At that time, let Lucius go to the dock to transport it back. If it breaks, he will pay ten times the money. Tom happily made the decision.

Azkaban will always be cold and terrifying because of the dementors. No wizard wants to come here to become the nourishment of the dementors.

Sirius stayed in the prison with disheveled hair, his eyes were bloodshot, and his extremely thin cheeks made him look like a zombie.

In fact, he hadn't slept in three days.

"Sirius, are you okay?" Lupine looked at Sirius sadly. He was wearing ordinary Muggle clothes, and the gold watch on his hand was missing. The new stubble on his chin was particularly conspicuous.

Sirius looked over in search of the voice, his dead eyes twitching slightly, and he was filled with astonishment when he saw the person coming.

After Dumbledore's explanation and the information obtained during the days after he was released from prison, he knew how long Lupine had been running for his affairs, not to mention the difficulties during the period.

"Remus, you..." Sirius knew the methods of the Ministry of Magic, and the people at home took care of him from time to time. He knew how difficult it was for outsiders to come to Azkaban, let alone a werewolf.

Lupine didn't say much. He handed the box in his hand to Sirius and sighed tiredly.

"I may not be able to visit you for a long time, Sirius, please take care of yourself."

Lupine's current situation is very bad. Even though he was a werewolf in the past few years, because the laboratory and the Malfoy Group needed to work in a werewolf gathering place, as a werewolf with high academic qualifications and outstanding abilities, he obtained a managerial position. .

After returning to the gathering place, he defeated the former Wolf King Fenrir and gained everyone's support. The group promoted him to manager, but he didn't expect...

Lu Ping lamented that things in the world are unpredictable, shook his head and left.

Sirius looked at Lupine's thin figure, his eyes filled with confusion.

The four brothers in the past were now divided because of his wrong belief.

Maybe staying in Azkaban was his destiny. Two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of Sirius's eyes, and he sobbed softly while holding the box.