Chinese students at Hogwarts.

The tip of the wand lit up with a bright light, forming a trailing band of light as he moved.

When the light strips are connected end to end to form a circle.

The carp, which was as tall as a person and made of silver light, looked like it was jumping out of a broken ice hole.

He came out of the ring shaking his head.

The originally dark bottom of the lake was instantly illuminated by a silvery white light, and the guardian carp swam happily around Zhang Xiao, blowing bubbles affectionately.

Zhang Xiao felt happy just by looking at it. Yes, he must be happy.

"It's too bright. Make it darker. Don't be too conspicuous."

The huge dragon carp restrained its own light. It was still silver-white, but it had a real texture. The light seemed to be bound into the body.

Even though he had seen the magic of his patron saint, Zhang Xiao was still amazed. This patron saint was so spiritual, as if he were alive. No wonder it was called the guardian saint of the living body.

But thinking about it carefully, the brave old car made by Mr. Weasley suddenly popped into Zhang Xiao's mind.

Mr. Weasley put a lot of passion into its production, resulting in the car possessing a 'machine soul' in a sense.

Since just ordinary magic transformation can cause this effect, then it is normal for a patron saint who is composed of the happiness and beauty of his two lifetimes to have such spirituality?

Looking at the huge carp in front of him that was a head taller than himself, Zhang Xiao slowly stretched out his hand, and the dragon carp that kept shuttling around him suddenly stopped in front of him.

He slowly leaned forward and placed his palms gently on Long Li's head. There was no coldness as expected, only a warm warmth, which was an indescribable feeling.

The chill brought by the cold lake water was dissipated in an instant. I didn't expect that the patron saint actually had this function. An oversized warm baby?

Zhang Xiao moved and rode on the back of the dragon carp. Two long silver whiskers floated over and were held in his hands like reins.

He couldn't help but grin, and shook the reins. Before he could say "drive", the dragon carp that was one with his mind had already swung its tail fin and rushed out.

quick! Faster than expected!

The silver dragon carp dragged him wildly in the huge black lake dragging a long white trail. Zhang Xiao dared to say that even the torpedoes were not as fast as himself!

The moment the dragon carp started to move, he was carried away by the rapidity, and he was floating in the water just by relying on the dragon whiskers in his hands like pendants.

What's even better is that the dragon carp does not actually swim. It is a special existence that can fly even in the air.

So its steering is flexible enough to put other fish to shame.

In just ten minutes, Zhang Xiao had only one thought in his mind: The second round of the competition was secured!

As usual, the last lesson before the weekend was Potions. Harry always felt that Snape did this on purpose, and his purpose was to make the little wizards unhappy.

Can't get them in a good mood for a wonderful weekend.

"Have you seen it?" Ron smiled happily, even if he was about to be ruthlessly humiliated by Snape for two lessons, his smile could not be reduced by half.

"What did you read?" Harry held the book and said casually. He was only thinking about how to spend the hour safely. Hermione and Malfoy beside him were whispering about how to have a more stable one in the second level. method.

Neville and Zhang Xiao were discussing the similarities between Fanjiang Palm and Tai Chi among the Six Methods of Water Mandrill.

"This!" Ron took out a magazine from behind his back - "Wizard Weekly".

The event photo on the cover showed a curly-haired witch grinning, showing her teeth, pointing her wand at a large sponge cake.

Everyone knows this person, Rita Skeeter, a very famous columnist.

The attention of several young wizards was attracted, and Zhang Xiao also turned his head, wanting to hear what was written on it.

Ron put the magazine into Harry's hand with a smile on his face, and magically took out a few more copies from his satchel:

"Look, look, there's an article by Rita Skeeter, which evaluates the performance of several schools and predicts the second game."

Zhang Xiao curiously opened the magazine and saw Skeeter on the cover showing his smile confidently.

When she opened it, the opening article was her column: "Me and the Super Goblet of Fire - An Unforgettable Interview Experience"

It used long paragraphs to describe several other schools. The style was similar to the one she used to attract attention, exaggerating and boasting, half-truths and half-falsehoods.

All in all, it is full of gimmicks, but when it comes to Hogwarts and the East, the style of the painting changes and becomes serious.

"Look at this paragraph -" Ron pointed to the text inside with interest: "What surprised the author is the warriors of the Hogwarts team. Although they are mainly composed of fourth-year students, they have contributed the most. Wonderful performance.

Especially in the first round, we won the competition with a good result of second place, far ahead of other teams composed of sixth and seventh grade students.

(Large paragraphs of praise)

Therefore, the author believes that in the second round of the competition, these little wizards will still achieve extremely dazzling results! "

Zhang Xiao quickly read this chapter and found the content about Dongfang:

“The author is not the only one who is curious about the mysterious East. In fact, many readers have written in, wanting to get a glimpse of this unknown place.

Unfortunately, even though the author has tried hard to find information, there is still very little information available."

Yes, Chunqiu's writing style is written in one stroke, and it is full of suspense.

"It's very good. Although I think it's too exaggerated, I like it very much." Harry also grinned, and his heavy mood became better.

The door to the underground classroom opened, and Snape stood at the door with a gloomy face as usual, watching the little wizards enter.

As usual, several young wizards found two adjacent tables to facilitate discussion of some issues.

As soon as Snape turned around and wrote down the ingredients for the potion he was going to make today on the blackboard, Ron couldn't wait to open the magazine. He wanted to see the photos at the back.

Rita took photos of each warrior and included them in the magazine, along with comments for each warrior.

For example, Zhang Xiao's is the mysterious and powerful heir to the East, an excellent wizard at Hogwarts. No one knows how strong he is. '

Ron has seen his own photos, but he never gets tired of flattering himself!

The magic potion that needs to be brewed today is an intelligence-enhancing agent. In fact, it only makes you concentrate more and learn faster, but it does not really increase your wisdom.

Everyone began to choose their own potions and tools.

"I haven't found a chance to tell Professor Snape about this yet." Malfoy threw a few dead scarabs into the medicine bowl, raised the hammer, and pounded them.

Hermione's movements were still very standard. She carefully smashed the scarab into pieces, observing whether there were any large fragments, and frowned and said:

"I looked up "Higher Potions" and "Ultimate Potions", and it seems that the only ones suitable for us are mermaid potions."