Through the previous contact, McGonagall felt that the mysterious Oriental boy in front of her was a strong man. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, watching Zhang Long strolling leisurely, chopping melons and vegetables, and killing more than a dozen werewolves, McGonagall was shocked again, looking at the figure standing tall with a knife, her heart was surging, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

This, is this the strength of a top martial arts master?

Also, it's too strong!

Besides, how old is he?

Not only McGonagall, but also all the surviving wizards in the train carriage were shocked by the powerful strength displayed by Zhang Long.

Even if he is as arrogant as Ari, he has to admit that the mysterious oriental boy in front of him is indeed very powerful.

Of course, in his heart, he didn't think he was worse than Zhang Long.

If it weren't for the terrain that prevented him from casting a wide range of attack magic, he wouldn't have been so embarrassed.

As for the little wizards who were hiding in the cubicles and watching the battle outside the carriage, they all forgot about screaming and trembling, and were directly stunned and silenced.

One by one, their eyes were round or their mouths were wide open, and they all looked at Zhang Long in disbelief.

"Look at what I'm doing, save people!"

Zhang Long shook his right hand, shook off the wolf blood on the knife, and put the knife back into its sheath.

"Oh, oh."

McGonagall came back to her senses and said to the surviving dozen or so train staff, "Save people, save people!" ”

The surviving train staff moved, waving their wands and using healing magic to heal the wounded.

It was only then that the little wizards came to their senses.

"Saved, O God, we are saved!"

"It was that Oriental boy who saved us!"

"Kung Fu, Kung Fu, it's the magic of Oriental Kung Fu!"

"Ah, here, here, that Oriental boy is coming towards us."

……

Zhang Long entered a compartment, and in the curious and adoring eyes of a group of young wizards, he came to the sofa seat and sat down.

Closing his eyes, meditating and condensing his qi, Zhang Long ran the Northern Spiritual Skill and began to heal his injuries, and the true qi in his body swirled, repairing the wounds on his internal organs.

Time passed, wisps of white gas evaporated from the top of Zhang Long's head, a magical scene, and the little wizards in the compartment did not dare to come out.

Ten minutes later, the small wound on his body had healed, Zhang Long woke up from his meditation, opened his eyes, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared.

"The hero is awake, Mr. McGonagall, the hero from the East is awake."

Seeing Zhang Long open his eyes and wake up, a little brown-haired wizard ran out of the cubicle screaming excitedly.

Hero?

Zhang Long was stunned, and then suddenly he was stunned.

Isn't it a hero to kill so many werewolves and save this car.

Not long after the little wizard ran out, he walked in with three people.

It's McGonagall, Harry and Hermione.

McGonagall walked up to Zhang Long, bowed solemnly, and said, "Sir, on behalf of all the survivors of the Hogwarts Express, please allow me to thank you for saving your life. ”

"Mr. McGonagall, it doesn't have to be like this, as a person who practices martial arts, he should draw his sword to help when he sees injustice."

Zhang Long got up and hugged his fists in return.

"By the way, my name is Zhang Long, you can call me Long."

When McGonagall heard this, she said sincerely: "Mr. Long, if it weren't for you this time, the consequences would be unimaginable, and when I arrived at Hogwarts, I would definitely ask the Headmaster for your credit." ”

McGonagall was still going to clean up the aftermath, so she chatted a few words and left.

Harry and Hermione walked over.

"Hello, my name is ......"

"Haha, the famous Mr. Harry Potter, I know you, Zhang Long, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Zhang Long smiled and held out his right hand to Harry.

Harry was stunned, shook Zhang Long's hand hard, and said sincerely: "Dragon from the East, thank you, thank you for saving us, from today on, you will be my Harry's friend." ”

"It's an honor to be friends with Mr. Potter."

Zhang Long said with a smile.

Harry smiled shyly, then remembered something, and said, "Dragon, Ron was supposed to come over to thank you, but unfortunately the wound on his thigh has not healed yet, and he has difficulty moving, please don't mind." ”

Zhang Long smiled: "You're talking about Mr. Ron Weasley, fortunately, the iron piece pierced the thigh, not the ball......

"Dragon, do you think I don't exist?"

Hermione's face flushed slightly.

"Ahem, this, Miss Granger, I'm kidding, I hope he recovers soon."

"Dragon, we're leaving, Hermione and Ron and I got in trouble this time, and Teacher McGonagall wants us to write a report and turn it in, and when we get back to Hogwarts, I'll have a drink."

Harry said.

"Well, go ahead, I'm sure we'll meet soon."

Zhang Long said with a smile.

Harry: "Hermione, let's go. ”

"Hmm."

Hermione replied and looked at Long Zhang, "Dragon, you have a good rest, and we'll see you at Hogwarts." ”

"Yes, Miss Granger."

Five minutes later, the train restarted and headed for Hogwarts.

The rest was smooth sailing.

Another twenty minutes passed.

The train slowed down and finally stopped.

As soon as the car stopped.

McGonagall and Ari left in a hurry with Harry, Hermione, and Ron.

Under the command of the train staff, the little wizards saluted, lined up in a long line, and exited the train door and descended to a small platform.

In winter, the sky was freezing, and a cold wind blew, and some thin little wizards shivered involuntarily.

"Is this Hogwarts, why is it colder than London?"

Arthur, who had changed into a Hogwarts freshman uniform, shuddered.

Philip rubbed his little hands to get heat, and at the same time raised his head and looked curiously at Zhang Long, who was dressed thinly.

"Mr. Long, aren't you cold when you wear so little?"

Zhang Long said with a smile: "When you have achieved success in your internal cultivation, you will be able to live up to the cold and heat like me." ”

"Oh, I'll try!"

The little wizards were shivering in the cold wind, and suddenly, a rough voice came: "First year freshman! First-year students are here! ”

Following the sound, it was a tall figure nearly four meters tall.

With long hair, a tall nose, and a big beard, it was none other than the half-giant Hagrid.

Hagrid smiled and came closer, "Come on, come with me, are there any more first-year students?" Beware of the soles of your feet, the road is icy and slippery. All right! First-year students come with me! ”

The young wizards followed Hagrid's slippery and stumbling down a steep, narrow path.

The path was lined with dense jungle and snow, and no one spoke on the road, and the children looked around curiously.

"Turn this corner, and you'll soon see Hogwarts for the first time."

Hagrid's gruff voice rang out again.

"Ahh

The student who walked in front let out an exclamation.

Zhang Long looked ahead, only to see that at the end of the narrow path suddenly opened a clear blue lake, on the high slope on the other side of the lake stood a majestic castle, on which there were many spires, very magnificent.

"It's so beautiful!" A little girl exclaimed.

"Wow! Is this Hogwarts? It's spectacular! The little boy shouted. (To be continued.) )