Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 211 Azkaban and the Golden Light Spell (3 in 1) (page 13)

"What happened? The machine broke?"

Eric was stunned for a moment, then walked over and stared at the wand that turned on the vibration mode and buzzed.

He muttered: "It's strange, this has never happened before."

Dumbledore stood aside with a smile, as if he were a passerby watching the excitement, with no intention of taking action.

Zhang Xiao hurriedly stretched out his hand to recall the wand, but it was still a step too late.

The moment Eric touched the wand, the already irritable wand seemed to have found a breakthrough.

With a 'stab' sound, the dazzling electric light instantly illuminated the entire hall, and the staff who were secretly paying attention here couldn't help but get excited.

Zhang Xiao hurriedly took the wand in his hand. Even so, the wand was still vibrating, as if complaining to Zhang Xiao.

"Sorry, sorry, my wand is a bit irritable and hates being probed."

Eric's hair had all stood up, like an afro, and his face was dark.

He opened his mouth, and a thick stream of smoke spurted out, and he coughed violently:

"Ahem. Ahem. I. I'm fine."

The lightning-struck wooden wand is quite measured. It will only burn your body to black with electricity, but it will not cause any harm.

Eric looked at the wand in Zhang Xiao's hand with lingering fear:

“This is the first time I’ve seen this kind of wand, and the little guy with the worst temper I’ve ever encountered tried to fire sparks at me, trying to set my hair on fire.

This. What kind of wand is this? Also sold by Mr. Ollivander? "

Zhang Xiao nodded sheepishly:

"Customized wand."

"No wonder! Mr. Ollivander rarely customizes wands. Only those big families can afford custom wands."

ah? It seems I didn’t add any money, it’s still 7 galleons.

Eric took out his wand and cleaned himself up. In an instant, he was back to his original appearance.

It was only then that Dumbledore said slightly seriously:

"Eric, one lesson after graduation is that if you want to become an Auror, you must be vigilant enough.

Caution should be exercised when encountering unusual circumstances.

Being reckless will only harm yourself. "

Eric's face suddenly turned red, and he bowed to Dumbledore honestly:

"Yes, Professor, I was negligent. I will remember this lesson."

"Ding, first floor, the Office of the Minister of Magic."

The elevator stopped, and many paper airplanes flew in eagerly.

Dumbledore led Zhang Xiao onto the soft carpet and said casually:

"Zhang, regarding the question you asked before, I can only say that the best spells mastered by wizards must be the spells invented by themselves.

But creating a magic spell requires a very advanced theoretical foundation, and the creation of a magic spell is not as safe as you think. "

Yeah, what I want to know is how to create a spell.

"Then Professor, if I want to know something about this, how should I learn it step by step?"

Dumbledore pondered for a moment:

"Perhaps your dean, Professor Snape, can give you some useful theoretical guidance. Okay, Zhang, the happy communication time is about to end.

Here we are. "

Dumbledore stopped in front of a luxurious wooden door with a copper plaque reading "Office of the Minister of Magic".

Zhang Xiao regretfully stopped the topic. Although he and Dumbledore had met numerous times, there were other things happening every time they met.

It was rare to have such an opportunity to chat as much as he wanted, so he took the opportunity to ask about many topics that he was interested in.

Especially regarding magic spells, this is the guidance of the number one person in the wizarding world!

It can only be said that the harvest is quite rich.

Dumbledore reached out and knocked on the door, and said softly:

"Zhang, I hope you can watch and listen carefully next time."

The luxurious door opened silently.

Dumbledore shook his robe and strode in. Zhang Xiao quickly followed.

But in my mind, I was thinking about what Dumbledore just said. Read and listen with your heart?

"Connelly, long time no see."

Fudge stood behind the large desk, holding a beautiful quill in his hand.

He quickly glanced at Dumbledore's face and seemed to be flinching, but then he remembered something and straightened his chest.

Said loudly:

"Long time no see. Dumbledore."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhang Xiao always felt that Fudge seemed a little afraid of the principal.

He then glanced at Zhang Xiao again, as if he was a little puzzled as to why Dumbledore brought him here.

Fuji nodded perfunctorily towards Zhang Xiao as a greeting:

"Is this Zhang? Yes, he is an outstanding wizard. The future depends on you."

He put down his pen and walked around the desk, looking extremely irritable:

"Albus, are you telling the truth? Is that Peter really not dead? Or is he an illegal Animagus?

Hiding in Arthur's house for 11 years? "

Dumbledore nodded and took out the mouse Scabbers from his pocket:

"That's right. I've already checked it. Do you need to take a look here?"

Fudge shook his head:

"Of course I believe you, Albus, but damn, if Peter says something, the Ministry of Magic will be embarrassed!"

He glanced at Zhang Xiao and hesitated, but still gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice, in a consultative tone:

“Albus, can this matter be handled confidentially and privately?

You know, if it is indeed confirmed, the Ministry of Magic cannot afford such a price! "

Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed with disappointment, he stared at him and said calmly:

"Why do you think that if Black is indeed proven innocent and the Ministry of Magic admits its mistake, it will be a blow to the order and the Ministry of Magic.

Instead of letting everyone see the Ministry of Magic's determination to defend order?

Is it the rule of the Ministry of Magic to throw innocent people into prison without trial? "

He took a step forward, with an icy chill exuding all over his body:

"Is the Ministry of Magic afraid of losing face or do you care about face yourself? Cornelius Fudge - Minister?"

Connelly took a step back, with a horrified expression on his face, as if he was thinking back to that night, but in an instant he remembered that he was at the Ministry of Magic.

Your own territory!

He glanced at Zhang Xiao, and a sense of humiliated anger burned his reason like a raging fire.

He roared angrily:

"Dumbledore! I - the Ministry of Magic! Are you trying to attack a Minister at the Ministry of Magic?"

Zhang Xiao wanted to say something, but remembered Dumbledore's previous instructions to listen carefully, watch carefully and remain silent.

I can only endure it, am I the Ministry of Magic?

It’s not like he’s tenured, so where does he have the face?

Moreover, there is something wrong with Fudge's brain circuit. This is obviously a mess left over from the previous term. He can take this opportunity to create an image of himself as a wise and just minister.

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