The palms were all red, but the applause still didn't stop.

Dumbledore had to stop it himself, and then raised his hand as an invitation.

Kuang Zuo closed his folding fan, stepped forward, and Shikigami followed behind him mightily.

"I know that there must be many people paying close attention to this mysterious gentleman right now, so I will give this gentleman my time for the time being." Dumbledore blinked playfully, and gave up his seat to Kuang Chao, who attracted Lots of cheers and laughter.

Kuang Rong walked up calmly, "Actually, before that, I have to say that I made a grammatical mistake."

"We in the East are accustomed to first name and last name. The correct name should be Chao Kuang, so you don't have to worry about how to call me." He smiled.

"My God," said a low cry from among the Hufflepuffs, "he must have heard what I just said!"

"What's the matter?" asked her companion.

"I've been talking about how to greet him and what to call him just now. He answered me so seriously!" The girl looked like she was about to faint with happiness.

Her friend raised her forehead with a helpless expression.

"Gentleman, don't you think it's charming?"

"Before that, you should think about poor Dick, he will be jealous!" Several girls laughed and laughed.

"Then why don't you look at the girl standing next to Mr. Kuang, oh gentleman?" The boy next to them shrugged.

"These are my shikigami, not human beings. They belong to oriental monsters. Because there are great differences between the East and the West, the same name may have different meanings." A sentence of shikigami, monster, immediately put the following Divide your focus.

"She is the Snow Maiden, the White Wolf, the Butterfly Spirit, and the few who scared everyone just now. They are all little monsters with little power." Consciousness is a higher existence that can be treated as a human being, and I hope everyone can give them respect. Then thank you all."

After finishing speaking, he leaned slightly again, and then looked at Principal Dumbledore questioningly.

"Okay, find a place to sit down, kid," Dumbledore said kindly, and at the same time stepped forward to take over the presiding power of the entire auditorium.

Kuang Chao looked at the location, and finally walked towards Gryffindor.

Gryffindor let out a huge cheer.

"Can I sit here, please?"

"Of course." Ron straightened his chest. In fact, this was the seat he asked his friends to move together just now, and it was spacious enough to accommodate ten people.

After being seated, the long-awaited dinner was finally served.

The moment the dinner appeared, many people exclaimed: "Today is really rich!"

"I've had that dish, it's French!" said Hermione.

"Hey, hello, I'm Finnigan, Seamus Finnigan." The light brown-haired boy took the opportunity to get close to him.

"Hello, Finnigan."

"Just call me Seamus."

"Okay, Seamus, don't go too far here, I'm almost squeezed by you." Ron said impatiently, not only Seamus, but also the Gryffindors who are close can't wait to squeeze over immediately Look, it's just that due to politeness and face, I didn't take action.After all, they are no longer children in the first and second grades.

Seamus glared at Ron and returned to his seat.

"Um, aren't they sitting down? Time to eat," Harry asked.The three girl shikigami stood behind Kuang Rong, like huge luminous bodies, attracting countless eager eyes.This reminded him of the eyes he had received because of the scar on his forehead when he first entered school.

"My lord, we don't need to eat." Butterfly said.

"Don't call me your lord, I'm Harry, Harry Potter, this is Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley." Harry's face was a little hot, and the respect and honor of the butterfly spirit made him somewhat Not very comfortable.

"Call me Hermione, then I can call you, disturbed? This should be your name?" The brown-haired witch smiled, enthusiastic and full of energy, so that every guest could feel Hogwarts go Friendly at Lanffindor.

"Yes, Harry, Hermione, Ron, hello." Kuang Zuo said, and then took the initiative to explain: "They are all shikigami, and what supports their existence is my magic power. In the East, we call this spiritual power." .”

"Then your magical powers must be strong," Hermione said and couldn't help admiring.

"Actually, it's okay. It doesn't take much to keep them in this world, unless you let them fight."

"Battle?" Hermione paused, frowning slightly.

When Harry saw it, he quickly changed the subject: "Then do you have a magic school there? Well... We actually have students from the East here. I mean, she is in the East, but she came to Hogwarts."

Kuang Zuan understood what he meant, and he said: "Oriental dialects are more complicated. There are many kinds of magic, which are inherited by countless bloodlines. I am an Onmyoji, just a branch of it."

"That is to say, you are all pure blood, and you didn't accept children from Muggle families?" Hermione was a little unbelievable and faintly angry. Facing an international friend, she still forcibly suppressed it, and did not explode in person.

However, Harry and Ron also understood that this was on the verge of breaking out. Hermione, who was in the fourth grade, was far more mature and forbearing than the first grader, and she still couldn't give in to the bottom line.

And Gryffindor, who heard this next to him, was somewhat indifferent.

'Slytherin,' someone whispered.

"How come? We treat everyone equally." Kuang Han seemed a little surprised, "As long as they are children with spiritual power, they can practice."

Seeing what Hermione wanted to say, and the ears of the people around him pricking up, he didn't want to eat anymore, he pondered for a moment, and then sat up straight: "In ancient times, royal families and nobles had special positions for magicians. , Just like I am an Onmyoji, there is a special organization called Yinyangliao, which belongs to the official order, has a superior status, and has a good reputation recorded in official history."

"I learned about it carefully before I came here. It is recorded in Western history books that there were evil practices of burning witches in ancient times." As soon as this sentence came out, many people fell silent and pretended to concentrate on eating.

"But, that was before, you don't have a magic school now." Hermione calmed down a lot, but grasped the point.

"As long as you can see spirits and are good enough, any magic family will welcome you into the core of the family. If you just want to learn, the family will accept you as a registered student." Kuang Zuo explained earnestly.

"But you also said, to be good enough, what about those mediocre little wizards? No one cares about them? What if they also want to learn advanced magic?" Hermione still frowned.

"The use of shikigami is very dangerous. If the talent is mediocre, you can't control the shikigami at all, and it will backfire, which is life-threatening. This regulation is for protection."

The folding fan tapped his palm, and Kuang Zuo said calmly: "The East values ​​the inheritance of each vein more. Teachers, preaching and imparting knowledge are also different from teachers and professors. Teachers only teach courses and learn knowledge. But inheritance , to teach, to pass on, to inherit and receive. The master is both a teacher and a father, and he must take care of the growth of each student and teach them all."

"Hogwarts has four houses, Gryffindor is brave, Slytherin is ambitious, Ravenclaw is knowledgeable, and Hufflepuff is mellow. But we are different. The teacher we ask for is a spirit, a belief."

"Because of mastering the power beyond ordinary people, people must also be strictly controlled. If a guy is inherently evil, he will not have the opportunity to learn from the beginning, so as to prevent him from committing evil in the future. And if you believe that the other party has a heart of repentance, I hope Harvest disciples are recorded under their names, so naturally they are responsible for all their actions, even if they are far away from the world, we must clean up the family." The last sentence seemed a bit decisive, but Kuang Zuan's expression and tone were calm, as if it was taken for granted.

Hermione fell silent.

Those who have been listening to the conversation between the two also looked thoughtful, Kuang Zuo stopped talking, picked up the knife and fork in satisfaction, and calmly took the hard-earned dinner under the eyes of all kinds of people. .

This is the difference in the cultural system, which cannot be eliminated, and mutual understanding is enough.

Kuang Zuo understood very well, and had expected this scene long ago, but to be honest, talking about it is exhausting...

Ron looked at Kuang Han with admiration. He had never seen anyone who could beat Hermione in a debate.

As for Harry, he couldn't help thinking that if he was in the east, wouldn't someone like Voldemort appear?

The three people have their own thoughts, but they don't know what to eat.

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