Chinese students at Hogwarts.

The revelry of Christmas doesn't come without a price, alcohol is fair game and doesn't stop just because you're a wizard.

On the contrary, because these wizards all have a stream of consciousness, their state of drunkenness is much deeper than that of ordinary people, and their discomfort after a hangover is also more severe.

Fortunately, they had magic potions, and the extremely experienced ladies had already prepared sobering supplies in advance, which saved Li Qingshu some effort when planning to make a pot of sobering soup.

This is similar to the potion prepared by Madam Pomfrey to treat colds. After drinking it, your whole body will feel warm, and then two streams of rich water vapor visible to the naked eye will be sprayed out from your ears. The airflow will also have a sound similar to a train whistle. A sharp sound.

Zhang Chengdao doesn't need to drink this kind of thing. After all, his Golden Light Curse has reached an extremely advanced level. After all, it is a method of cultivating both life and life. Even though he was drunk at the time, it is as if he was not drunk now.

So the family of three sat in a row, looking curiously at Sirius, Lucius, Arthur and Mr. Granger after drinking a bottle of dusty potion with a grimace, like a locomotive. He kept blowing gas out of his ears.

For a moment, the whole room was filled with smoke, and it was like a fairyland. However, everyone's originally sallow faces soon became rosy again, and their originally sluggish spirits also improved a lot.

Several other little wizards had already gone out to play. It was not far from the lively city center. Mr. Granger brought a lot of pounds, but it was Lucius who carried more pounds.

When Draco Malfoy came to him with his friends and looked at him expectantly, how could Lucius endure it?

He emptied his wallet directly and gave thousands of pounds to the child. This was not a small amount of money. So the little wizard who took the money immediately cheered and went to play on the Muggle streets. Even Bill and Charlie Didn't resist the temptation.

I followed everyone with great interest.

Percy was among them. The forgetting spell last night was very successful. Percy, who had already been drunk, couldn't remember that he had exposed his true thoughts last night.

Otherwise, it can be said that the Weasley family has talents. Percy's character design is too good.

Zhang Xiao recalled several details about Percy in his previous life, such as when he excitedly shouted for Ron in the first grade: "That's my brother! He passed Professor McGonagall's giant chessboard!"

There are also the corpses that protected the brothers during the decisive battle, and there is Penelope, the beautiful prefect of Ravenclaw, who is the dream lover of countless young wizards, but she is obsessed with Percy.

Sure enough, there are many things worth pondering in the original work. Due to the limited space and perspective, the book can only show a small part of the world. Even Zhang Xiao himself has felt that the magical world is more real and vivid than in the original work.

Seeing that the Arthurs were free, Zhang Xiao walked over:

"Mr. Arthur, Mrs. Molly, can we talk?"

"Zhang, you're saying you want to set up a house-elf service company?"

After hearing Zhang Xiao's purpose and assumptions, Mrs. Mo Li was a little surprised, because in the minds of wizards, house elves represent wealth and status. Only those families with outstanding reputations and long histories will have house elves. exist.

"But don't house elves live for life? They get paid. I mean, it's okay to provide corresponding services and get paid, but elves are very afraid of remuneration and the like."

Molly was a little moved: "If I had enough money, I would really like an elf helper. I remember when I was a child, those elves were all good at housekeeping."

Arthur and Molly both come from pure-blood families. Although they are now separated, their ancestors are also rich, and they know house elves relatively well.

Zhang Xiao shook his head and said in a low voice: "Actually, house elves should be divided into two groups: domestic and wandering, which can also be said to be wild.

House elves are just like Mr. Arthur said, and they are familiar to everyone, but there are elves in the wild. Their life is not very good, but compared to the hopeless life in a wizard's home. , they would rather wander.

There are actually quite a few of these elves, and although they resist allegiance to the wizarding family, they do not object to using labor in exchange for remuneration - yes, due to customs, they are still very afraid of remuneration and the like, but at least they are willing to give it a try . "

In fact, these things are not confidential matters, and you can even find out by asking a house elf, but no one in the wizarding world has ever stooped down to chat with these little guys about their tribe and their lives.

The Arthurs looked at each other in surprise and asked curiously: "Is this really true? How many elves have you found?"

"The number is about eighty. There are not many elves. They are used to hiding in inaccessible places."

Zhang Xiao paused and directly stated his purpose: "Mrs. Mo Li, I would like to invite you to manage this company. I wonder if you are willing?"

I? Management company?

Molly was really surprised. After thinking about it, she was still a little moved. The children were all older, and the youngest Ginny was now in the second grade. Hogwarts was a boarding school. During school, Mrs. Molly now had free time. Very, nothing happened at all.

She has even plowed the garden and pond three times in the past two years. It would be really nice if she could have something to do.

Molly didn't even think about whether she could do it well, because only those who have experienced it would know what kind of person a mother is who can arrange well for seven children.

Arthur also looked at her with encouraging eyes, because having a wife doing nothing is really a kind of torture for the husband!

Because she will spend all her unreleasable energy on figuring out how to torment you, which is simply terrible!

But Molly opened her mouth, suddenly thought of something, and sighed softly: "No, Zhang, there is a kind of calm before the storm in the wizarding world now.

I believe that the mysterious man is hiding in the shadows and planning to return again. By that time, Arthur and I will definitely be on the front line against him, just like we were ten years ago.

Oh - Order of the Phoenix, I remembered that Dumbledore said there was no need to keep it a secret from you. You should know about the Order of the Phoenix, right? By that time, I'm afraid I won't have time to worry about these things.

And I have a hunch that the mysterious man will return at any time. "

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Molly was thinking about this issue. Zhang Xiao thought for a while, but then thought of the cave carefully arranged by Voldemort. It was considered very thoughtful, but the only flaw was that Kreacher was not dead.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that Voldemort suffered a big fall from the elf.

"There are some things I am not comfortable saying, but madam, I suggest you ask Dumbledore for his opinion. These small and loyal friends are far better than we imagined."

Molly nodded: "I will write to Dumbledore to ask for his opinion, but in any case, thank you very much, Zhang."

Christmas at Hogwarts is peaceful and peaceful. This year, there are very few students who choose to stay for Christmas, which makes the professors at the school much more relaxed.

In the room where the request was made, Ms. Glove looked at the huge cardboard box in front of her. This was the Christmas gift that Zhang Xiao asked the elf to deliver.