[Comprehensive] Wine is fine

There seems to be many versions of her saving lives yesterday?

Yan Xuan squatted secretly on the head of a tall statue and listened to the students passing by below discussing her. The person who suddenly grew wings must not be her.It's really terrible to spread false rumors. The person they say has inexplicably grown inhuman organs is really not her.

The stone statue she was squatting on was huge. Not only was she sitting on it, but also several plates and a jug of wine were placed on it, and she was enjoying this free time with a sip of meat and wine.

Before the new broomstick arrived, Yanxuan released Carl as a matter of course. If she went there, she would definitely be surrounded by those students again. No, not only the students, but Carl would also come to watch her.Of course Dumbledore knew about it, the two of them had breakfast together at the staff table this morning, Yan Xuan complained about it to him, please!If she didn't save that student yesterday, he would have fallen to his death there. Could it be that she really wanted to let her watch a person die?

Dumbledore advised her not to be angry. After all, it was the first time for everyone to see the magic of the East, so they were inevitably a little excited, especially when Yan Xuan was saved as a Gryffindor.

"It's so strange on your side, you can only stay in one academy for the rest of your life."

"Isn't China like this?" Dumbledore asked her curiously, and he was also curious about what kind of school could teach people with the character of Yan Xuan.

"We can choose which master. It should be said that people from the several sects I know can choose their own master. People under the same master are probably considered as one of your colleges. Choose different masters according to your own specialties or preferences. , Re-apprenticeship, as long as it is from this sect."

What Yan Xuan was talking about was the schools she had in Datang.

Although Wanhua is said to cure diseases and save people, because of the existence of those who are proficient in other fields, literati often gather in the valley to discuss poetry with those Wanhua disciples.Tangjiabao is a family of assassins, but the mechanism and the assassination technique are also separated. The disciples with good bones may not have a choice, but the rest of them hide in the bamboo forest and arrange plans.The Tiance Mansion is an official family, but there are also soldiers who are not suitable for martial arts, and the art of war can sometimes have miraculous effects, especially because most people who enter the Tiance Mansion want to get such a salary, and Commander Li will not be cruel Get them all out.

"Sounds good, but why do you want to be in this school? Is that what you said? School?"

"I'm learning special external skills, while some sects are learning internal skills, which will make us go crazy." Yan Xuan said several proper nouns in succession, which confused Dumbledore. Fortunately, Yan Xuan saw It came out, so she explained it again with magic, "External power is my power, it makes me hurt more when hitting people, and it increases physical strength. Internal power is like your magic, which is aimed at others. You can't learn the two at the same time. , will cause our power to be chaotic, and after going mad, we will probably become the squib you often call?"

Dumbledore continued to ask Yan Xuan some questions about oriental magic, some of which Yan Xuan knew how to explain, and some she didn't know how to answer him, so she could only vaguely prevaricate.

But before leaving the table, Yan Xuan asked another question.

"You want to go to London? Of course you can. If you don't mind, you can use my fire to go to the Leaky Cauldron first, and then you can go back to your house."

Of course Yan Xuan doesn't mind!It's just that it's not Friday yet, and she won't go back until Friday, after all, if she wants to skip class, she won't do so in a fair manner.

So she made an appointment with Dumbledore to go to his office on Friday night to use the fireplace, and invited him to come over to her house to try Chinese food on the weekend.

You ask her did she tell Graff about her decision?Wow, why did you tell him that she is the master.

She threw the gnawed bones onto the plate and burped in satisfaction. The smell of meat in her mouth made her want to eat another plate, but unfortunately she was already full.

But she still has wine, but not much left, so she has to save it, or she won't have any wine to drink before Friday.Unless she wants to try the famous specialty of the wizarding world-flame whiskey, but she probably won't like it, after all, this kind of alcoholic beverage that students can drink is really not alcohol to her.

Tom's letter mentioned other aspects that made her more concerned. Did the monkey start to be the king when the tiger was not at home?That guy Graff seems to be passing some secrets to Grindelwald behind Tom's back. It doesn't take much thinking to know that he is reporting the situation. It is unlikely to be her situation, and it is more likely to be Tom's.

Is there anything noteworthy about that boy Tom?A genius among wizards?Or does he have some special physique?

She had to figure it out, so she didn't continue to use English in her reply, but changed it to Chinese again. It seems that the husband is still teaching Tom, at worst, let him translate for the children.Be careful to avoid Graff, she added this sentence at the end of the letter on purpose, but what she didn't know was that wizards have a lot of eavesdropping methods, even if Mr. Tom is hiding, he can still hear him.

She cleaned up the rubbish she had made, thinking about where to go next for a while.

It's just that when she returned to the room, her owl was fluttering with another owl, the hair on her neck was blown up, and the feathers spilled all over the window sill.But Yanxuan's heart aches to death, Zi's feathers are very smooth, she likes to touch them a few times when she has something to do, but now she is torn to pieces, it doesn't feel good to touch.

"Wow, you bully my owl, and you still snatch its mice to eat? Which owl are you from?!"

Yan Xuan gave the owl that did not belong to her a hard look, and successfully made the owl dare not to swallow it even with the mouse in its mouth.

Why is the master's friend so fierce?In the past, it could bully other owls at will when delivering letters.

"You said that he not only robbed you and beat you, but also spoke ill of your master?"

It's amazing that this human being still understands our bird language?

The owl quietly untied the rope that was tied to its leg, and was about to fly back from the window sill next to it when it saw the right time.It heard that the owl that was beaten badly by it was complaining, if it doesn't leave, will it be plucked?

"Heard the complaint? Do you want to fly away? Do you think I'm easy to fool?"

I was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go, okay?Next time I won't bully it, and I won't rob it either!Please read the letter quickly, okay?

"Admitting your mistakes so quickly, I wanted to teach you a lesson."

In the end, the owl was thrown out of the window by Yan Xuan, and it tumbling in the air for a few times in embarrassment before flying again. After recognizing the direction, it found where it was flying to.

Grindelwald's reply.

Only two sentences.

"The gift will be here soon. Tell me about Albus."

Yan Xuan pulled a piece of parchment over and thought about the several contacts she had with Dumbledore so far. The quill nimbly turned a few times on Yan Xuan's finger, and finally stopped on the paper. on top.

He realized that you might be playing tricks behind my back, and your handwriting exposed this problem.He has been trying to figure out what the relationship between me and you is, I said I don't know you, so I asked him who are you?Do you like this answer?

Yan Xuan lied on purpose, and Dumbledore also asked her not to tell the truth to Grindelwald that night, so she decided to listen to Dumbledore out of affection for the two of them.

He was absolutely not suspicious.

And are you playing Tom's idea?Graff's abnormal behavior made Tom, a four-year-old child, suspect whether he is your right-hand man ←_←

Yanxuan didn't let Zi go out to deliver letters anymore, it really hurts to let Zi go out after the feathers are like that, she is going to ask someone to borrow an owl.Wouldn't it be better if you could borrow Dumbledore's?Although that one is not an owl, but a phoenix.

Yan Xuan didn't like that phoenix very much, its strength was frighteningly weak, and it didn't look like the divine beast they were talking about.Oh, the healing effect of tears may still be useful, the others... are really weak.

She couldn't find Dumbledore, and the doorknob of the Transfiguration Office told her that Dumbledore had gone out in the morning, and told them to pay attention to the safety of the room, and he might not be back until night.

That would be such a pity.Yanxuan asked where the owls that send letters usually are, and she was going to change direction to find ordinary owls and fly to Germany.I just don't know if ordinary owls can beat Grindelwald's owls.

The owl house is messy and noisy.

Dozens of owls were making various noises inside, and after listening to a few words, Yan Xuan realized that this was actually a romantic drama.The man and the woman are in all kinds of confusion, and she wants to pull out a small bench to listen to this kind of owl gossip all afternoon.

"Is your egg mine?"

"I don't know! Love so and so! I don't want to hatch yet!"

"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, isn't it just being cuckolded? Who hasn't had the experience of being cuckolded?"

This fight is so persuasive, it's strange if we don't quarrel.

Yan Xuan decided to go in and send a letter after listening to the gossip. If this kind of thing is sold to the huge intelligence organization of Yinyuanhui, maybe a big case will come out in a few years, but she can understand the bird language. It's something no one would believe.

"Assistant Yan?"

The Owl House is not a quiet place like the library. People who come here want to send letters, not to listen to gossip like her.

She nodded casually at the students who greeted her blankly, most of her mind was still gossip about the owl.Those little guys will not stop just because someone is coming, after all, it is estimated that no one can understand the bird language.

"Is Assistant Professor Yan posting letters here? What a coincidence, I'm also here to post letters."

She glanced at the college badge hung on the chest by the students. The Slytherin students spoke in a strange way, and really wanted to beat them to death before continuing.

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