HP solves the mystery

This was not the first time Zhang Guozhi encountered this kind of thing. He nodded to the man dressed as a hunter next to him, picked up the charm on the ground and handed it over.

The hunter retracted his gaze from Sifu, took the spell and walked towards the way he came.

Silver watched the two men's actions in silence, and pressed down the basilisk's emerging head. It would not be good if it was treated as a monster.

Seeing that Zhang Guozhi had packed up, he briefly explained the necromancy magic to Xifu. The charm that turned the black bear into ashes was Zhang's simple charm to get rid of evil spirits.

"My master said that necromancy magic is similar to zombies and ghosts... When I was driving corpses in western Hunan..." Zhang Guozhi said, smacking his lips, "You have to believe in science, hahahaha."

Sifu looked at the black ashes on the ground and had an idea of ​​the 'simple' he meant. But is there a big difference between the undead and the inferi?

Moreover, one of them is a wizard and the other is a Taoist priest. Do they still need to talk about these scenes?

While Zhang Guozhi was whining, Xifu helped catch a giant black vulture.

Just when he wanted to take a closer look, the military used a helicopter to transport the vulture away.

"This speed is really fast." Zhang Guozhi said with emotion. He can fly with a sword at most three people, but the plane can carry more than a dozen people.

Compared with a few capable people and strangers, what the common people need is equipment that benefits the masses.

Xifu nodded when he heard this. If it hadn't been for those ten years, China would have caught up with the development abroad.

"I remember this is Central Siberia. Can you take action here?" Xifu seemed to have just remembered this question and glanced at Zhang Guozhi curiously, but was startled by his strange look.

Zhang Guozhi looked affectionately at the towering mountain top covered with ice and snow all day long, and sighed.

"Mr. Snape, this is Eastern Siberia."

"Near the Stanov Mountains, but I prefer to call them the Trans-Xinggan Mountains."

This time it was Sif's turn to be surprised. He remembered that he was walking all the way to the west, so why did he go in the opposite direction?

Zhang Guozhi asked Xifu what he used to determine the direction. When he saw him taking out a black compass, his face was filled with laughter.

"Hahaha, Mr. Snape, I'm sorry, let me laugh first." Zhang Guozhi hit the tree trunk next to him, coughed a few times and stopped laughing, "These areas have serious magnetic fields, which can disturb many things, including people's minds. , if there is no Pure Heart Talisman, I will be like this..."

The words were meant to comfort Sifu, making people understand that whether it was technology or magic, there was a high probability that it would be lost.

Sifu didn't know what to make of his expression. He looked at the compass that kept spinning and stuffed it back into his pocket.

The basilisk complained softly in his pocket, "I'm just telling you why it's getting colder and colder as we walk, and it's hard to even meet anyone." 】

Sifu helplessly raised his forehead. Is it so difficult to go to Moscow?

Zhang Guozhi had no idea what Xifu was thinking. He was tinkering with the message jade talisman. After receiving the master's reply, he looked a little sad and didn't know why he invited people to Baiyun Temple.

After adjusting his mood, Zhang Guozhi revealed some insignificant things to Xifu, and then emphasized the reason why he came to practice.

In recent years, there have been constant conflicts between China and Russia. Even if ordinary people fight and fight, dark wizards also come to get involved. However, they are afraid of being besieged, so they just control the beasts and attack many soldiers. Fortunately, there were no casualties and the problem was not a big problem. Otherwise, Zhang Guozhi would not have been sent by the authorities.

"Why are you telling me this?" Xifu glanced at Zhang Guozhi suspiciously, always feeling that this man was uneasy and well-intentioned.

Zhang Guozhi chuckled and rubbed his hands awkwardly, "I...just...I heard that you are very good at brewing potions..."

His honest smile turned into a fox's smile in Sifu's eyes, and his kind invitation turned into a premeditated one.

"No, you heard wrong." Sif smiled politely, "I don't know anything."

Zhang Guozhi picked at his fingers. He had never encountered this situation before. Aren't they saying that British people are very helpful? Besides, when I was a tour guide before, this person was also very easy to get along with.

That was because Zhang Guozhi knew that Sif was hiding from his 'enemy', and no one in the British wizarding world knew that Voldemort was asking Lucius to search for someone all over the world.

"You can make elixirs faster than I can, right?" Sif couldn't help but say, "Besides, the medicinal materials in China are different from those in the magic world."

"Okay." Zhang Guozhi said frustratedly. He just wanted to be lazy, but why was it so difficult?

Sif shrugged helplessly, unable to help.

"Mr. Snape, I met a chef in Peking who can cook Huaiyang cuisine, Tan's cuisine and Sichuan cuisine. Don't you like food very much? Would you like to try it?" Zhang Guozhi saw that the topic was dead, and he quickly started to talk. After thinking a lot, I finally came up with this reason.

When the basilisk heard that there was something delicious, it kept hissing, "Eat something delicious, Sev, I want to eat it too." 】

"But, I didn't apply for a passport..." Sifu felt that since there were no pursuers for more than a month, he might have really forgotten about him. Coupled with the Basilisk's speculation, he nodded and agreed.

Zhang Guozhi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, patted his chest and said he could solve it.

By the time Xifu got on the cross-country and arrived at the village where Zhang Guozhi was temporarily staying, it was already dusk and the smell of food was everywhere.

"I'm sorry, brother, let's have a cup of tea first. My place is too shabby." Zhang Guozhi poured a cup of hot tea for Xifu, and he drank several sips from the cold kettle.

Sifu shook his head and didn't say anything. He didn't have to stay here for a long time, so it was as simple as it could be.

It was getting dark, and there were no restaurants or kitchens around. Fortunately, a neighbor left a few pancakes for Zhang Guozhi, and dinner was finally settled.

Zhang Guozhi saw that Xifu didn't make a move, so he drank a mouthful of hot water and urged him to eat quickly.

Xifu held down the basilisk's head that was about to move. If he ate this ration, Zhang Guozhi would not be full.

"I brought some food. If you don't mind, you can eat some once."

As he spoke, Sif began to take things from his satchel. In addition to the basilisk snacks, there were also bread steaks and the like that he had put in there.

In addition to the Seamless Stretch Charm, the Lightweight Charm and the Preservation Charm, his satchel is also windproof and moisture-proof. It is a mobile storage refrigerator. In short, the master who made the satchel has added all the functions that can be used with hands.

The only drawback is that Sif spent a lot of gold galleons, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get this satchel.

Zhang Guozhi's eyes went straight after looking at the steaming pot of roast chicken and stewed meat. It was really annoying to compare people to each other. His small cloth bag was only 1 cubic meter and couldn't keep it warm.

But he was only envious for a moment, and soon plunged into the sea of ​​meat.

Sif pursed his lips and smiled, not knowing what the situation in London was like.

The two stayed here for another day. After a brief rest, they packed their bags and prepared to return to China.

Zhang Guozhi thoughtfully found a car to take him to a relatively prosperous town, and once again asked questions he shouldn't have asked.

"Where is your brother? Where is the Tom who often stays with you and is very interested in alchemy?" Zhang Guozhi was a little confused and did not see Sifu contact him. Although the British wizards and Chinese Taoist priests taught different things, But the time for school is almost the same.

Moreover, the time when Sif took Tom on a trip was during school hours, so he asked this question.

Sifu glanced at him expressionlessly, wishing he could forget all about it immediately.

"He is in school, and I am traveling across the country." Xifu gritted his teeth and replied. He could imagine what the big-mouthed Zhang Guozhi would say to Zhang Mingyuan when he went back.

Otherwise...he stared at the back of Zhang Guozhi's head, forgetting all about it and running away...

Zhang Guozhi, who was driving, shuddered and closed the window belatedly.

"Whoops, hahaha, Mr. Snape, do you feel a little cold?" He glanced at Sif with his rearview mirror and smiled sheepishly.

"It's okay." Sifu said softly, "Let me help you get warmer."

As he said that, he took out his magic wand and recited the warmth charm to Zhang Guozhi. The moment the magic spell came into contact with the human body, it was bounced away by something invisible, and finally landed on the safety charm hanging in the car.

However, Zhang Guozhi still acted like a normal person and asked vaguely, "What can you help me with?"

"Nothing." Sif lowered his eyes to cover the shock in his eyes.

Sure enough, he was living his life smoothly and forgot about the people outside. Moreover, Zhang Guozhi was a disciple of Baiyunguan. How could the teacher not give him something to save his life when he went out alone.

The two of them were silent for the rest of the journey until Sifu got out of the car and had a meal at a roadside restaurant before they continued on their way.

"Mr. Snape, are you taking a plane or a train?" Zhang Guozhi stuck his head out the window and looked at the street sign, then stepped on the accelerator and turned left.

"Forget taking a plane, it's convenient, fast and comfortable." Xifu silently covered his face. If he could, he would apparate to Peiping, but he didn't want to be a guinea pig.

Zhang Guozhi nodded and drove quickly towards the airport.

[Hiss, is that wizard who is as noisy as a white bellbird asleep? ] The basilisk poked his head out of his pocket and looked around. When he saw someone driving in the front seat, he could only spit out the letter helplessly.

Sif shook his head in a funny way. The basilisk had forgotten about Nagini's chirping snake, and now it actually found Zhang Guozhi noisy.

He didn't speak, just touched the scales on the basilisk's body with his hands.

The basilisk swung its tail in boredom, but when it remembered that the little sock was still on it, it could only shrink back silently and continue to pester 'Nuan Baobao'.

Sifu calculated on his fingers, and when he arrived in Peking, he asked Zhang Guozhi to find out about the British magic world, and then see where to go next.

Lao Maozi's place was too cold to live in. Australia was the only place left that was far away from the UK and had a good environment.

The travel-worn Isidore, Sifu's grandfather, was still wearing the clothes he had worn when they separated, his face covered with weather, and he was looking longingly at the direction Sifu left.

In the Hogwarts principal's office, Dumbledore looked at the newly appointed Defense Against the Dark Arts professor with a headache, wondering whether he should raise the salary for this position.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts School changes every year. What they don't know is that Tom has actually lifted the curse on this position long ago, and he now has a new pursuit.

However, others did not know this, so they maintained the loss of one professor per year.

"Professor Quirrell, what's the matter with you?" Dumbledore pushed up his half-moon glasses, his eyes full of doubts.

The mixed-blood wizard who graduated from Ravenclaw in 73 was looking helplessly at the old headmaster.

"Professor Dumbledore, I would like to apply for a batch of protective gear... lest they fail to cast the Iron Armor Curse in time and have their ears and limbs torn off by the black goblin..." Quirrell held his forehead and sighed. This was the case when he was studying at Hogwarts. There was mostly theory and very little practical practice. Unexpectedly, after the number of teachers increased, I started to practice directly.

Dumbledore threw a Lemon Olaf into his mouth. Logically speaking, Quirrell could just ask Professor McGonagall for such matters, so why did he come to him?

"Okay." Dumbledore nodded and added, "Remember to give the application form to Professor McGonagall, she will handle it."

Quirrell glanced at the portraits in the room without any trace, and when he faced Phineas, the headmaster who was born in Slytherin, he nodded slightly.

Phineas seemed to understand something, he blinked and dozed off.

After Quirrell left the office, Dumbledore paced irritably in front of the fireplace.

A week ago, Voldemort promised to bring Gaunt's ring to Gellert for study, but there has been no movement for so long. Could it be that he guessed something?

Dumbledore summoned the water mirror and looked at the person in the mirror with flaxen hair and rosy facial features, like someone who had drunk the Glory Potion. He smiled with satisfaction. The person in the mirror had softened facial features and had a different kind of charm.

"Gellert, this is what you promised me." Dumbledore muttered, sat back in his chair, wrote a letter, and asked Fawkes to deliver it.

Why not call or just come over and wake up, he's at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore was nourishing and sweet on one side, but Lucius on the other side was much miserable.

Under Voldemort's order, he activated several modes of portkey, apparation, and airplane cruising in the snowy mountains, just to find Sif who disappeared in the avalanche.

In the entire Himalayas, except for the habitat of Bigfoot and the territory of China, they have turned everything upside down.

Finally, with their persistence, they uncovered the bodies of many climbers and missing people. For this, they also received awards from the local government and were awarded the title of 'Helping Others'.

After half a month of being exposed to wind and sun, Lucius's whole body was extremely rough. He looked at his dull blond hair, touched his face that was much rougher, and thought about whether Narcissa would still love him without tears. .

The Universal employees who were looking for someone together with Lucius thought it was good. There were bonuses for traveling at public expense. How could there be so many good opportunities to lose money in the world.

When receiving another summons from Voldemort, Lucius drank several bottles of custom-made high-efficiency beauty potions and glory potions, which at least made his rough skin smoother.

Lucius looked at Bella and others who were leisurely drinking tea and laughing at him, and decided to take away the construction of the primary school from Bella's hands, so that she could also taste the feeling of sunshine on the top of the snow-capped mountains.