Chinese students at Hogwarts.

The Heavenly Master flipped his hand and picked up the diary directly. Dumbledore also came over, his long beard trembling, and his slender fingers gently slid on the diary.

There was worry and solemnity in those blue eyes, as if some suspicion had been verified.

The three deans stood nearby, looking at it with some confusion. Finally, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but ask:

"Albus, what is this?"

Dumbledore shook his head and looked back at the towering Hogwarts Castle. His eyes seemed to penetrate the fog and see the truth.

Master Laotian ignored the exchanges between several people and left the 'special communication method' between the bosses. He could not understand English either.

I just held the diary and looked at it carefully, and suddenly I couldn't help laughing:

"Hey! There are such fools in the world! It's unheard of and eye-opening!"

His smile shocked several professors.

He calculated with one hand for a while, nodded, and said to Dumbledore:

"Principal Deng, give this to my grandson."

? ! Horcruxes for little wizards? Or is it something so tempting?

Dumbledore looked at the diary worriedly and said seriously:

"Such a thing is very evil, and even adult wizards can't resist its temptation, and eventually go to the abyss, if you will."

The Heavenly Master took a look at the diary. Is it him? Big fool?

"I'm afraid this thing isn't up to par!"

Seeing Dumbledore's still worried expression, the Heavenly Master thought for a while and added:

"Let's do this. I'll erase its intelligence and leave only its memory. But in this case, I'm afraid the memory will be damaged, but the safety will be improved."

Under the powerful method of communication, Dumbledore completely understood what the Heavenly Master meant.

His expression softened and he nodded gently:

"If that's the case, you can try it."

Zhang Xiao blinked, woke up from his long sleep, and quickly adapted to this feeling.

Without him, only familiar with Seoul.

This feeling of being unconscious and then waking up is so familiar that if you give yourself a nickname, the master of the infirmary will not be able to escape it.

Looking at the unfamiliar ceiling, Zhang Xiao stretched his waist and climbed out of bed. There was a strange taste of rust and apple cider vinegar in his mouth.

So, I'm in the infirmary again?

Zhang Xiao looked around curiously. It was a small and dark room. The only window was placed high on the wall opposite the door and was very narrow.

The light mainly comes from a series of shiny crystal bubbles in the middle of the dome.

On the oak board wall hangs a portrait of a wizard who looks a little older: Urquhart Rackharrow, 1612-1697, the inventor of the Entrail curse.

He looked down at his striped hospital gown.

Am I in the hospital?

At this moment, the small bell on the bedside suddenly rang on its own. After a while, a therapist wearing a gold and silver garland on his head hurried over and smiled warmly at Zhang.

"you're awake?"

Zhang Xiao looked at the cross-bones and wand badge hanging on the chest of her green uniform.

St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry at this time?

The female therapist stretched out her wand and pointed at the crystal bubble on the ceiling to make the room brighter, and said with a smile:

"I'm afraid you don't know what happened, right? Poor child, you were already unconscious when you were brought here."

She pointed to herself and introduced:

"Merriam Straw, the therapist at St. Mungo's, is mainly responsible for taking care of long-term patients, but we have been too busy recently, so I can only take care of you first.

By the way, why don't you lie in bed? "

Zhang Xiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Meliam Straw forcibly pulled him to the bed and covered him with a quilt thoughtfully.

While the female therapist was examining him with strange instruments, she spoke quickly in a soft tone:

"Basilisk venom! My God, you're so lucky, we rarely get patients like this.

Because generally speaking, people who are poisoned die on the spot.

So you are really lucky. "

Basilisk venom? Zhang Xiao desperately thought about the memories before coma. Am I poisoned? When did this happen? But I wasn’t bitten!

"And your situation is very different, kid, what do you think?

Why drink half a gallon of venom water? This water mixed with basilisk venom produces a completely different state of poisoning after drinking.

Even because of you, St. Mungo's has a new subject. "

Zhang Xiao finally couldn't help but interrupt her, raised his hand and asked:

"Well, can I ask who sent me here?"

Meliam straightened up, with a surprised expression on her round face:

"Of course it's Dumbledore, who else could it be? This is the first time I've seen such a big shot like Dumbledore!

When he came over with you in his arms, even the dean was shocked. "

Dumbledore? Is he back again?

The corner of Zhang Xiao's mouth twitched. The old man must have been hiding and peeping again! Maybe even sitting on a chair eating piles of cockroaches!

"Okay, it seems nothing serious at the moment, but you still need to rest and recuperate." Melia put away the pile of weird props, and a smile appeared on her face again.

But she shook her head in confusion:

"Is the study pressure at Hogwarts so high now? It can actually make the little wizard faint from exhaustion."

Zhang Xiao:.

After Merian left the room, Zhang Xiao lay on his back on the hospital bed and began the necessary post-war summary every time.

First there was golden light. Zhang Xiao stretched out his hand, and a faint golden light seeped out of his skin, slowly expanded, and finally reached the limit.

Compared with the previous golden light, the current golden light seems to be more condensed, and it has a thick feeling.

more importantly.

3 inches!

The golden light that I have been thinking about for a long time has finally reached the 3-inch level!

Zhang Xiao couldn't help but get excited. In this way, all the hard conditions for the conferment were met, and he could return to his hometown and see China in this era.

Finally, I can finally go back!

The second gain is the art of transformation. Although I don’t know where the previous insights about the art of transformation came from, it does not affect me from taking another step forward in the art of transformation.

This step may not be a substantial improvement, but for me, the more benefit is that it broadens my thinking, and the rest is that the transformation becomes smoother.

Especially the water giant at the end. Zhang Xiao shuddered.

Why did you suddenly speak and change your appearance? Could it be that the ancestors showed up?

I have to change my image next time, it won't be fun if any ancestor comes again.

But being strong is really strong. As expected of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, who killed the white snake. When he killed the basilisk, he seemed a little disgusted by the old man.

Originally, he thought that becoming a water giant would only seriously injure the basilisk, but the old man just cut it in two!