Chinese students at Hogwarts.

It was already mid-May, and the weather in New York still had a bit of a winter chill.

The cold wind blew by, making the leaves rustle.

The three Aurors disappeared after apparating with themselves, leaving only the small alchemical magic ball above their heads.

The light shines in through the gaps in the leaves, like dots of stars. After looking around the surrounding environment, it seems to be a park?

Walking in the direction of the light, it didn't take long to pass through this small forest. There were benches neatly placed on both sides of the path.

The tall street lights were on, providing some light that wasn't too intense.

It is indeed a park!

Glancing at the watch on my wrist, I saw it was almost nine o'clock in the evening.

Oops, just at the beginning of the third round, there was a problem?

Zhang Xiao grinned. Except for the wealthy areas with better security, New York is not as safe at night as it is during the day.

Even saying that "the public security is better" is different from what my family understands.

When I was watching a movie in my previous life, I went out of my way to find out that when foreigners say that public security is better, it means that there are no vicious security incidents.

As for being insulted and pushed by homeless people, it doesn't matter. After all, many homeless people have destroyed their brains by taking yam.

Zhang Xiao recognized the direction, walked slowly outside, and continued to think about his situation. Many people actually didn't know that part of the prototype of Gotham City, where Batman is located, came from New York, not just Chicago.

There are 180 gun murders in Gotham a year. According to Batman's butler, it is the capital of crime. How many in New York? Starting from almost four hundred.

If I remember correctly, it seems that Giuliani, the iron-fisted mayor who reduced New York's crime rate from the top three in the country to the 16th in the country, just took office last year?

In other words, the current public security environment is still in a bad state?

Zhang Xiao's eyebrows furrowed and he touched a stack of US dollars in his pocket. To be honest, the 1000 US dollars would definitely be enough if he saved a little.

But if you want to live comfortably during these seven days, $1000 is definitely not enough.

For accommodation, I would have to spend almost 7 US dollars in a budget hotel for 1000 days, so I still have to make money.

After doing this calculation, Zhang Xiao suddenly found that he seemed to have an advantage. Schools such as Ivermorny, Wagadu, and Castrobushe needed six people to share one or two hundred dollars.

Even Hogwarts, which ranks second, only costs $150 per person on average.

In these seven days, the advantage of being alone has been infinitely magnified. Only after they gather together to buy all the wand clues will the numerical advantage return.

The steps stopped, and there was a person lying on a bench against the wall not far away from the wind. The weather was about 10 degrees, and he was wrapped in a dirty blanket.

tramp? But homeless people are not that rare.

Zhang Xiao withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward, hoping to see some road signs and maps. When passing a homeless man, Zhang Xiao keenly noticed a pair of slightly malicious eyes looking at him up and down.

Probably assessing the value of taking action, Zhang Xiao's heart moved, but he stopped again, turned around and looked at him and asked:

"This is where?"

The homeless man was startled by Zhang Xiao's sudden question. He didn't seem to expect that he would not be afraid to take the initiative to talk to him. After thinking for a while, he said in a low voice:

"Clinton Park—"

Clinton Park? Where is this?

"Be specific?"

Perhaps he discovered that the Asian young man in front of him didn't seem to be that easy to mess with. At least if he was a softie, he would definitely not ask for directions so confidently.

The tramp relaxed, half-squinted his eyes, and said lazily: "Manhattan, boy. Okay, get out of here, I'm not your father, there's no need to answer your questions.

You have to thank God that I am not one of those racial knights, otherwise you would at least be lying on the ground today. "

"I think you should thank God." Zhang Xiao came closer, looked at him condescendingly, and said with interest:

"Let's discuss it. You answer some of my questions. How about I make you sleep more comfortable tonight? For example, a comfortable pillow or a warm blanket?"

The homeless man's sleepiness disappeared. He frowned and looked at the young Asian boy in front of him. The backlight made his face hidden in the shadows, making it unreal.

But he inexplicably felt a strong, vigorous vitality and a vague sense of oppression from the young man in front of him.

Damn it, who is this?

The tramp couldn't help but sit up. He didn't even ask Zhang Xiao how to keep his promise, but directly said in a low voice:

"What do you want to know? Where can I buy 'western medicine'? I heard that don't touch those things, they will destroy you directly."

"I'm not interested in that, I just want to know where this is and where the nearby hotels are, at ordinary prices and safer. I hate trouble.

By the way, if you want to work part-time, what would be a better choice? "

What a strange question, the tramp thought, but he still answered it seriously, and even felt a faint sense of joy in his heart. Anyway, the night was too boring, so he could only lie down and sleep.

It's not bad to chat with people, just to relieve boredom.

Zhang Xiao nodded slowly, having a basic understanding of the nearby situation. The rest would be done by getting a map tomorrow.

"Thank you, then"

He stretched out a hand and snapped his fingers in the confused gaze of the homeless man.

"What are you doing? wow——————shet!!!!!"

The homeless man stared in shock as the tattered cardboard box and ragged blanket he used as a pillow had turned into soft pillows and thick cashmere blankets at some point.

"Magic? Oh my god! You should be like David Cordofield and do a Broadway show!"

The Auror who had been hiding not far away couldn't help but show up, but unexpectedly the Muggles attacked themselves.

"Haha, isn't it a powerful magic trick?"

Zhang Xiao looked like you were right. The homeless man nodded hurriedly and said quickly:

"Since you are such a good magician, you should actually do street performances."

I thought, street performance?

Zhang Xiao nodded, secretly keeping this in mind, bid farewell to the homeless man, and walked in the direction he pointed. He said there was a good budget hotel there.

It's called the Clinton Park Hotel, and it's good value for money.

"It seems that Zhang chose to understand the situation first. To be honest, this is indeed a very smart choice. When you come to a strange place, the first thing you have to understand is your own situation."

Ludo Bagman kept chattering, there were many other little wizards, and there were many things that needed to be distributed. The 20-sided dice alone could be thrown more than a dozen times. Zhang Xiao's actions seemed like a lot, but in fact it only lasted five minutes.

At this moment, the second-place Hogwarts has not set off yet, so he can only start the explanation on Zhang Xiao's screen.

In order not to be left in the cold, Lu Duo could only rack his brains to 'explore the fullness'. Zhang Xiao's casual movements could lead him to several speculations. In fact, it might be that he changed his position due to discomfort.