Unlike Penelope's optimism, Zhang Hao doesn't think the plan to buy Jin Galleon will make them rich.

With the financial resources of the fallen wizards, how many gold gallons would they have even if they poured everything out?

Those gold gallons may be an amazing wealth in Penelope's eyes, but they are nothing in Zhang Hao's eyes.

Compared with such a fortune, Zhang Hao values the follow-up benefits brought by this plan more.

Wizards generally despised Muggles, believing that it was unfortunate that they could not do magic.

But unbeknownst to most wizards, Muggle elites had long since left wizards far behind in terms of the enjoyment of life.

Wizards and Muggles live on the same planet, but they treat each other like flowers in a fog, and they really don't know each other well.

Zhang Hao's plan kills two birds with one stone, on the one hand, he can collect some gold galleons, and on the other hand, he can let some wizards enjoy the quality of life in the Muggle world.

When they get used to life in the Muggle world and have no money, they will continue to exchange gold Galleons for Muggle currency.

Oh, and these wizards may also boast about their experiences in the Muggle world, and more wizards will fall into Zhang Hao's net.

Over time, as long as Zhang Hao is willing to pay the capital, maybe one day in the future, he will be able to crush Gringotts Bank?

Of course, this can take a long time.

At this time, this plan can only be regarded as an idle move, and it is difficult to say what the outcome will be in the future.

The work was arranged, and Zhang Hao returned to the castle alone.

During the following holidays, he spent most of his time studying Eastern magic techniques, except for occasional appearances in the wizarding world.

It is worth mentioning that when drinking coffee with Fudge, Zhang Hao tentatively asked the black-robed man You'er about his origin.

Fudge was secretive about this, and it seemed that he did have some kind of interest relationship with Yu'er, the black-robed man.

Zhang Hao felt that when dealing with Fudge in the future, he might be more vigilant.

The Minister of Magic may not need to care, but the black-robed man is really not worrying.

Until now, Zhang Hao felt palpitations when he thought of the soul in the black-robed man's body that was constantly struggling.

He'd seen thousands of creatures, and it was the first time he'd encountered such a strange guy.

Apart from these chores, there is not much more to talk about during the holidays.

On January 31, Zhang Hao arrived in Hogsmeade early and returned to school from there - he rarely took the train after learning to apparition.

Filch was clearing snow at the gate, and he was surprised to see Zhang Hao.

"Mr. Zhang, are you from Hogwarts Village?"

Old Filch was very unfriendly to most of the students, and only a few of them could make him polite.

This is a poor person who tends to be inflammatory, bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and there is no doubt that Zhang Hao is also one of the targets of his stammering.

But Zhang Hao knew in his heart that this guy didn't know how to be jealous of him!

"yes...... I walked around Hogsmeade before I came back. Zhang Hao said casually, "There is a lot of snow this year, but it's really hard for you." ”

Filch glared and said, "It's not hard, what's so hard about it? I've been doing it for many years, and I don't feel hard at all." ”

At this time, Zhang Hao had already walked into the castle, and he didn't stop at all.

Filch stared at Zhang Hao's back and muttered, "Study hard! Don't let down such a good talent......

The castle was empty, and there were not many people celebrating the holidays at school today.

This may be due to the fact that the last semester was relatively peaceful, and everyone was finally able to complete their studies normally, so there was no need to make up classes during the holidays.

Zhang Hao walked around the castle for a while, and went straight to the headmaster's office, there were some things he planned to study with Dumbledore.

Oh! It's about the black-robed Yu'er and the mysterious witch!

These two guys of unknown origin must be taken seriously, Zhang Hao felt that even if he didn't study it, he should let Lao Deng Tou investigate.

Otherwise, if something happens, it may be a big deal.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore didn't seem to be in the Headmaster's Office, and Zhang Hao tried all the passwords without opening the door to the Headmaster's Office.

"Forget it!" he said to himself helplessly, "I'll talk about it later!"

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In the evening, all the Hogwarts students came.

When he saw Daphne again, Zhang Hao almost didn't dare to recognize him.

She became a lot quieter, she no longer grinned loudly when she spoke, and her smile became very elegant.

And she no longer pesters Zhang Hao like before, she is simply reserved.

"Hao, how are you doing during your vacation?" Hermione looked at Daphne and whispered to Zhang Hao, "I heard Nia say that Daphne has been learning the etiquette of the family inheritance during the holidays, and she has changed so much!"

"Yes!" Zhang Hao said with emotion, "This is a good thing. ”

"What the hell is going on between you?" asked Hermione, curiously, "You and her seem to be on a good footing!"

Zhang Hao raised his hand and knocked on Hermione's smooth forehead, and said angrily, "Why are you asking so much?

"It hurts! Why are you trying so hard...... Really......" Hermione covered her head and grumbled, "I care about you, don't be ignorant of good people." ”

"Hermione, why don't you care about us?"

Harry and Ron arrived, and they happened to hear Hermione's complaints.

There was a sour tone in Ron's tone, he stared at Zhang Hao and said, "This guy is simply a playboy, he must have given up on it, otherwise Daphne would not have changed so much." ”

"Ron, don't talk nonsense!" Harry dissuaded, pulling Ron's sleeve, "I'm sure Ho isn't that kind of person......"

"Not like that?" Ron snorted, "and why did you say Daphne had changed so much?"

Harry was speechless, what could he tell from his emotional intelligence?

"Stop talking nonsense!" Hermione said unhappily, "Isn't it normal to fall in love and break up now?"

Ron said unhappily, "Okay, I don't say it, it's okay, you always talk to him...... You don't like this guy too, do you? I can see it, really! You're so obvious that you can't see it unless you're blind. ”

Hermione blushed, she peeked at Zhang Hao, but saw that Zhang Hao was also looking at her with a smile.

"You...... What do you see?" she said weakly, "Ron is talking nonsense, don't trust him - it's better not to believe a word." ”

"Oh, of course I don't believe him, I only believe you. Zhang Haole said, "Then tell me, do you like me or not?"

Harry and Ron were staring at Hermione, and they were curious about it!

How could Hermione say it. She blushed and said, "You guys are so annoying!

She turned and ran to Daphne, and whispered to Daphne.

From time to time, she still looked at this side with fierce eyes.

Daphne giggled happily, not knowing what Hermione had talked to her.

Zhang Hao suspected that Hermione was speaking ill of him, but unfortunately he couldn't catch the evidence.

At the banquet in the evening, everyone always seemed to have a lot to say.

But just like when he first entered school, Zhang Hao seemed to be isolated again.

Draco was bragging to Crabbe as Goyle coaxed the seedlings to the side......

Daphne and Pansy also chatted hotly, and they were both far away from Zhang Hao, as if they were deliberately avoiding him.

"Ha! A sense of loneliness arises spontaneously!" Zhang Hao said to himself freely, "The high place is unbearable, and I am afraid that there will be fewer and fewer people who can speak in the future." ”

Everybody is growing, and no one is going to revolve around someone all the time.

Especially when this person is very good, there will be a lot of pressure with him, and if he is not good enough, he can only become a foil.

Who wants to be treated like that?

Young children don't care about this, but when everyone starts to care, it's time to redraw the circle.

Although they are still friends, friends are always close to each other.

Obviously, Zhang Hao has been excluded from the outer circle by many people.

Ordinary people may feel disappointed by such a result, but Zhang Hao is not an ordinary person, and his mood is still calm.

On February 1, the first class of the new semester.

Professor McGonagall began to teach everyone how to turn a stool into a pig, which is a truly advanced transfiguration.

Back in the first Transfiguration class in the first grade, Professor McGonagall demonstrated how to turn a stool into a pig.

But after so long, Zhang Hao has not been able to make this step.

This is his weakness in magic, and he can't do it even if he practices it in the illusion world no matter how many times he practices.

He became a pig and could not conjure a real live pig.

Oh! You can make a big half, and you always have a problem when you have a small half left.

For example, the two legs are wooden legs, or the tail is a wooden tail......

Zhang Hao obviously did what the book said, but he couldn't conjure a pig perfectly.

"The ultimate meaning of Transfiguration is how to turn a dead thing into a living thing. Professor McGonagall said sternly, "Like this...... Did you see that? This stool has become a pig...... Mr. Zhang Hao, what do you want to say?"

"Professor, I want to know if this pig you have become can eat it?" Zhang Hao asked seriously, "Is it really a pig?"

There was some discussion in the classroom, and this question had already been asked, and it was written in many books.

It is generally believed by wizards that most of the food conjured with Transfiguration is inedible.

In general, the structure of the object cannot be changed after the deformation has been completed. This is due to the fact that the transformation spell will collapse due to the structural change, and the object will revert to its pre-transformation appearance.

The time to return to the original state is related to the strength of the wizard's magic.

Someone once ate a stone to become bread because his magic was strong enough that the bread was digested before it turned into stone.

This case has led to many attempts by wizards, some of which have been successful, and some of which have failed.

Needless to say, successful wizards are miserable for failed wizards!

Their stomachs were tormented by strange things, some survived the treatment, and many more died of torture.

So the wizards concluded that the food obtained through the transformation could be eaten, but it was better not to eat it.

This is a question that almost everyone who has studied Transfiguration knows, and there is basically no need to ask it in class.

"Mr. Zhang Hao, what the hell are you thinking?" Professor McGonagall said angrily, "I don't believe you would know such a simple question. ”

The stool turned into a pig scurrying up and down on the ground, and it looked like a real pig.

"Professor, if it can't be used as food...... Does it mean that it is not a pig at all?" Zhang Hao guessed while pondering, "Is the reason why it looks so much like a pig is because you have the impression that a pig should be like this? Am I right?"

"Of course, do you think it's really a pig?" Professor McGonagall laughed, "If I have the ability to make a real pig, then I have the ability to make another you, do you know what the consequences are?"

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and Professor McGonagall was clearly comparing Zhang Hao to a pig, which had never happened before.

Zhang Hao was silent, he felt that there was something wrong with the Transfiguration Technique he had learned.

He's always wanted to turn the stool into a real pig, but now it seems that it doesn't have to be so strict, it seems that he can just turn the stool into the pig in his impression?

But then he will be very unwilling, what's the point of becoming a fake pig?

But Professor McGonagall apparently disagreed, and rebuked, "Mr. Zhang Hao, I know what you're thinking—you might want to turn into a real pig? Am I right?"

"Yes...... Professor. Zhang Hao hesitated for a moment, but finally admitted, "It's just a fake pig, it's not difficult for me." ”

As he spoke, he cast a spell on a stool, and in a moment, there was another pig in the classroom.

The pig was exactly the same as Professor McGonagall, looking like a pig on the outside, but a stool on the inside.

Then, Zhang Hao tapped his wand again.

He became the pig and changed again, and its hind limbs turned into wood.

"What are you trying to express?"

Professor McGonagall couldn't figure out why Zhang Hao had to make a complete piece so mutilated.

"Professor, this pig is not the same as you. Zhang Hao said calmly, "It's a real pig, but it's not quite." ”

"A real pig?" Professor McGonagall felt ridiculous, looking at the wood-legged pig and muttering "how is that possible?"

Zhang Hao didn't say a word, and waved a wind blade casually.

"Whew!"

The wind blade sliced through the neck of the wood-legged pig, and it let out a painful wail.

The bright red blood spurted more than a foot away, startling several young wizards to retreat one after another.

Professor McGonagall's eyes widened, the wood-legged pig was still alive, but weaker and weaker.

What's more, it shows no signs of turning back into a stool at all.

Zhang Hao waved his hand again, and the pig that Professor McGonagall conjured up also had its neck cut.

The situation is not at all!

Professor McGonagall turned into a pig without bleeding, this is indeed a soulless pig!

It looks like a pig, but it's actually a stool.

After another moment, it turned back into a stool.

On the other side, the wooden-legged pig gradually stopped moving, and it had almost drained all its blood.

After a few more moments, it will turn into a dead pig.

It's a striking contrast, and all the little wizards are stunned!

"This ...... Can Transfiguration really do this?" Professor McGonagall said in surprise, "how so?"

Zhang Hao began to wave his wand again, this time using a healing spell.

As the spell took effect, the blood on the ground slowly flowed back, and it flowed back into the body of the wooden-legged pig as if it had gone back in time.

Eventually, the wound healed from the wood-legged pig.

It struggled to get to its feet and began to wander the classroom again.

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