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The little flower stretched tremblingly in Newt's palm, revealing a small fluffy flower/stamen, budding in the wind.

The appearance of this little flower is very similar to that when the two met for the first time, in order to better introduce themselves, Hua Xihe casually pointed to the little wild flower on the side of the road.

"Flower."

In the memory, Hua Xihe's not-so-standard pronunciation at that time gradually overlapped with Newt's soft and slow words in his ears now.

Hua Xihe gently stroked the flower with his hand, and a smile slowly bloomed on his mouth.

He was originally born well, with red lips and white teeth, and exquisite facial features. Now that he smiled, the corners of his lips were curved, really like a flower blooming leisurely in the air.

Newt blushed for a moment, and couldn't help lowering his head, although he didn't know why he did so.

Hua Xihe played with the little flower in his hands, and a small light bulb on his head lit up with a "ding".He raised his hand and handed the "Golden Snitch" to Newt, and asked in a low voice, "Are you ready?"

Newt took the golden ball, a little bit unresponsive: "Huh?...huh?!"

The next moment, he was ruthlessly "thrown" off the broomstick by Hua Xihe.

Newt was stunned. He suddenly heard the sound of "cracking" coming from his chest. Isn't this the sound of his heart breaking?No, no one of him was paralyzed after falling like this, and he probably couldn't make it through.

However, Hua Xihe caught the falling broomstick, squinted his eyes and smiled, stretched out his hand and grabbed Newt's hand, clasping them tightly.

At the same time, under his feet, there was a big eagle swaying from the black ink, spreading its huge wings, and rushing towards it with the fragrance of ink.Newt felt a strange force, dragging himself slowly into the air, his footsteps were a little floating, and his heart was beating non-stop.

Hua Xihe held him with one hand, and caught his broom with the other, and raised his eyebrows funnyly when he saw his distressed appearance: "Nervous?"

Newt suddenly didn't know where to put his eyes, and nodded indiscriminately.

"Isn't it much more fun than your broom?" Hua Xihe grabbed him and kept flying into the air.

Every time you lift a foot, you will rise a step higher, and fly away in the air.

And Newt, like a toddler being held by the hand, had fun stumbling around, his eyes sparkling.He felt like a giant, standing on top of everyone, like the gods written in mythology, with only a corner in the sky, overlooking the earth.

Everything is under his feet.

Hua Xihe saw that he was not as nervous and silent as before.Newt only felt that he was speeding up, and the wind kept brushing past his cheeks and hair.

At a glance, there was a pen in Hua Xihe's hand.

He stood in the air, his feet didn't stop, but his hands didn't stop for a moment.The writing brush did not know when it got wet, and the entire brush was full, and each stroke and each stroke blurred layer after layer of landscape.

With the world as the background, a section of the scroll unfolds slowly under Hua Xihe's pen.

Ten Thousand Flowers Lightness Kung Fu, the first stage is the development of ink eagles, the second stage is flying, the third stage is painting in ink ponds, and the fourth stage is touching waves in lotus ponds.

Just for a split second, Newt involuntarily moved close to Hua Xihe, and the picture scroll in front of him rolled up as if alive, and a huge lotus pond appeared under his feet out of thin air.

"Merlin..." Newt's eyes widened. Apart from Merlin, he couldn't imagine anyone else with such ability.With every move of hand and every shot, the magic is full.

In fact, Hua Xihe once brought others to fly together.When he met the Avengers for the first time, he kindly took Steven once.

But that time, Hua Xihe wasn't in such a good mood to fly so high with Steve, there was no such thing as three or four.The two people's lightness kung fu is exhausting. If it wasn't for the "reciprocity" to Newt, such a beautiful scene would not be easily revealed by him.

Seeing that the energy value was about to run out, the green grass was getting closer and closer to the two of them.

Newt felt that he was turning around out of thin air with the help of Hua Xihe's hand, and his steps were light.The moment he landed, a blooming lotus suddenly appeared from Hua Xihe's hand.

Elegant and straight, slim.

Newt subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but at the same time as he touched the lotus branch, the branch suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and dispersed with the wind.

Newt was surprised and wanted to reach out to grab it, but he caught a hand of air.He raised his eyes, amidst the mist, Hua Xihe's smiling face became more and more clear.

His heart was beating uncontrollably, and he felt a little hot, and he couldn't help sweating a lot from his forehead, but his body seemed to be frozen into an ice sculpture, but he couldn't do anything to wipe it off.

This duality of fire and ice almost made Newt explode.

He held back for a long time, and managed to squeeze out two words: "True, so beautiful."

Dumbledore and Harry, who followed, just heard this very "ordinary and boring" Hufflepuff compliment in their ears, and the two of them smiled.

"Is this the magic of the East?" Dumbledore stroked his beard, glanced at Newt, who was blushing and wandering, and spoke first.

Hua Xihe handed the broomstick to Harry, feeling that he couldn't explain it, so he nodded, "It's sort of."

"I once heard that there are also very good magic schools in China. I opened my eyes today. Your magic is very wonderful. It seems that it is necessary to send an exchange letter to that mysterious oriental school of magic." Dumbledore made a small calculation After a moment, he looked at Newt who was smoking above his head, "Newt, where's the Snitch?"

Newt blushed for a long time before he came back to his senses, and let go of his tightly clenched hands. The Golden Snitch was almost dying, "Here, Professor."

Harry took the Snitch and packed it up.

"We can play with this when we go back." Tony stared at the Golden Snitch and came up with an idea, "It's not a particularly difficult thing, I'll find a way to make a flying ball like this. It can be found in the Avengers League There is a special place like this in the building...but the battle armor is a bit too heavy, and it is inconvenient to fly."

Wanda and Steve glanced at him in disapproval, but Tony suddenly clapped his hands and shouted, "Hey! I can design a special uniform, how about calling it 'Quidditch uniform'?"

"I guess I'm still out of it," Steve replied calmly.

Wanda shrugged and looked at Tony with dead fish eyes, "If you want us to tear down the building."

Dumbledore glanced at them, "Are you hungry after fighting for so long? Go eat, I will specially prepare delicious food for you, from the small kitchen of Hogwarts. Newt—"

Newt had calmed down, and immediately walked to Dumbledore's side: "Yes, Professor."

"You come with me. Harry, you take our guest."

Logically speaking, it should be Newt who brought Hua Xi and they walked over, and Harry followed to prepare. For some reason, Dumbledore switched the two of them and let Newt follow him.

Although Newt was puzzled, he didn't ask. Dumbledore always had his own considerations when doing things. Maybe he had something to explain to him?

Dumbledore walked towards the back kitchen, "How about it, Newt? Have you figured out what to feed them?"

Eh?Was it to inquire about their tastes?Newt was taken aback, and rubbed his head: "Maybe they want to eat some magical food."

"I can't make any colorful food like magic eggs. But the drink will definitely be filled up after drinking, this should be enough." Dumbledore curled his lips and waved his wand, " I think they might be able to swallow a turkey or something. What do you think?"

"Well, they are very tired today." Newt nodded.

Dumbledore glanced back at him, and took out a small bottle from his pocket, "Then, I leave it to you to add the potion, how about it? It must be tasteless."

Newt looked shocked: "Professor, what potion??"

Dumbledore's eyes suddenly calmed down, he shook the potion in his hand, and there was a bit of inconceivable feeling in his tone: "No need for this, are you going to give them 'forget nothing' one by one, Newt?"

Newt's eyes widened: "Professor...?"

There was some confusion and bewilderment in his tone.When Dumbledore kindly invited them to visit Hogwarts, Newt felt that he had accepted the group of "Muggles".Moreover, they still have a common enemy, doesn't Greenwald?

"Newt, you should know that this is a Ministry of Magic regulation, right?" Dumbledore said.

"But, but..." He obviously used magic in the Muggle world, but he didn't send a letter to him in the United States.

"Everyone is starting to want to find the wizarding world," Dumbledore said with deep melancholy in his eyes, "otherwise why do you think you can't come to Hogwarts from Station Nine and Three Quarters?"

Newt: "Yes, did you really change places?"

Dumbledore sighed for a long time: "Our life is already on the edge of a cliff, the previous balance has long been broken, and it has become precarious."

Newt was silent for a while. After all, wizards grew up listening to the stories of how the murderous Muggles burned wizards to death in the Middle Ages. Some psychological shadows are inevitable.

However, Hua Xi and that face suddenly floated past Newt's head.

"But..." Newt hesitated, "Muggles have become different."

"Yeah," Dumbledore nodded approvingly, "it's become more ferocious."

Newt: "..."

The faces of the Avengers floated past his head again, and it seemed to be okay to say so.

"Newt, do you know how dismal Hogwarts admissions are this year?" Dumbledore turned to Newt and realized what a stupid question he had asked, "Oh, please pretend I didn't say that talk."

"Is there more 'squibs'?" Newt was a little surprised.

Squibs refer to the fact that both parents are wizards, but the children born without magic have no way to enter Hogwarts to study.

"It's because there is a very hateful school that recruits magical children from the Muggle world." Dumbledore sighed again, "We were robbed of our students."

"Huh?" How could there be such a school? Newt had never heard of it.

"Xavier School for Gifted Boys." Dumbledore's eyes flashed, "He calls our children 'mutants'."

The author has something to say: Dumbledore felt particularly bitter.

It's bitter, I really can't say it QAAQ.