The plane landed at the capital airport, and Zhang Xu, who was physically and mentally exhausted, walked out of the first class, and along the way he was torn out in order to explain the principles of the plane to Mr. Arthur Weasley, from the aerodynamic layout to the principle of the jet engine, but fortunately, he learned a lot in his previous life, which satisfied Mr. Weasley's curiosity.

Professor McGonagall listened with great interest.

Zhang Xu, who had a big head, didn't expect that the envoys sent by the British Ministry of Magic were these two.

The reason for sending Arthur Weasley is clear.

On the one hand, the Weasleys are pure-blood wizard families in the wizarding world, and they are one of the most prestigious.

Arthur Weasley, on the other hand, was very friendly and interested in the Muggle world, and sending him to a country where the wizarding world merged with the Muggle world was the best choice.

Moreover, Arthur Weasley is also the director of the Ministry of Magic, and as the envoy of the first intergovernmental contact, the rank is not low.

Another envoy, Professor McGonagall, is an envoy to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and an envoy to the Ministry of Magic.

It makes sense to have Professor McGonagall as an envoy. It was Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that began the icebreaker journey between East and West, and it was fitting that the Deputy Headmaster would be the emissary.

After getting off the plane, under the reluctant gaze of Arthur Weasley's passenger plane, everyone entered the VIP passage and met the personnel of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Ministry of Education who came to pick up the plane.

After seeing Arthur Weasley and Professor McGonagall get into the car that greeted them and walked away, Zhang Xu also got into another car next to him, and he still had work to do.

The car sent Zhang Xu to a compound on the outskirts of the capital, which was not listed but was heavily guarded. Such a compound is often the office location of some important departments or institutions involved in secrets.

In the room arranged for Zhang Xu, Zhang Xu sat in front of a 386 computer, his fingers flying, and he was writing a work report.

The staff who came to deliver dinner looked at Zhang Xu, who was sitting in front of the computer and concentrating on typing, and couldn't help but admire. In 1992, computers were still a rarity for ordinary people, and many people were still in the two-finger Zen stage when they used computers.

was busy until almost ten o'clock in the evening, and Zhang Xu finally finished the report. After going through the report and saving the file, he handed over the 3.5-inch disk with the document to an office that was still on duty, and his work for the day was completed.

After going to the cafeteria to eat a bowl of noodles, Zhang Xu made himself a big cup of tea at the water heater, came to the small garden downstairs in the dormitory, sat on the stone bench by the pool, and thought about some messy things while drinking tea, which was his way to relax himself.

Not long after, a person sat next to Zhang Xu.

"Yo, good tea." A deep voice rang out.

"Grandpa Zhou, this tea was sent by Zhao Lao before, and today is the last bit of stock." Zhang Xu said.

The person who came was an old man in a tunic who looked to be about sixty years old, with a pair of piercing eyes visible under his white hair, and his angular face was full of traces of time carving.

Zhang Xu knew that this person, whom he privately called Grandpa Zhou, was a legendary figure on the intelligence front, and belonged to the category of "no one knows your name, and your achievements are immortal".

"How are you living over there?" Zhou Lao asked.

"Like facing the abyss, like walking on thin ice." Zhang Xu sighed and said.

"Can you stand it?" Zhou Lao asked with concern.

"After the early stage, there is no big problem now." Zhang Xu replied.

As a pathfinder, Zhang Xu's identity is not only as simple as an international student, but also responsible for the work of intelligence exploration. His current assignment is also to gather information from the British wizarding community's open media and private communications.

Before Zhang Xu, the Eastern and Western magical worlds just didn't know anything about each other, and Huaxia's understanding of the Western magical world was mainly learned from the interrogation of the Death Eaters captured back then, and the West was even more blind to Huaxia, many magical creatures with the prefix of Huaxia, Zhang Xu said I haven't eaten any of them.

Therefore, the information sent back by Zhang Xu is rare and valuable.

Because he didn't know what the West's attitude towards him was, Zhang Xu had always been in a high state of tension, afraid that a wizard would come up to make a sense of himself or give him some truth medicine. Although Zhang Xu had prepared before, his memory was so strong that he could only get the recipes of the eight major cuisines.

Fortunately, Zhang Xu uses economic means as his talisman, and in the face of high profits, if someone wants to move him, he has to consider whether it is cost-effective. It was only at a later stage that I was relieved.

"What do you think of the fact that the International Quidditch Federation invited us to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup this afternoon?" Zhou Lao asked.

Zhang Xu thought for a while and replied, "You can participate." The final of the 422nd Quidditch World Cup was in 1994, and the diplomatic situation should have been good. ”

"In terms of familiarity with the game, you can look for teams from Japan and the United States to brush up on experience."

"Mr. Arthur Weasley, who is here this time, has several sons who are Quidditch masters, and can work on him."

"And Quidditch is a very equipment-dependent sport, and there are almost no restrictions on broomsticks for competition, so we can play to our advantage."

After Zhang Xu finished speaking, Zhou Lao thought for a while, nodded, and said, "This matter will be discussed at a special meeting, and I will convey your opinions." ”

After speaking, Zhou Lao stood up, patted Zhang Xu's head, and said, "I'm busy with so many things at a young age, I've worked hard for you." It's not early, you should rest early, and don't forget to have a meeting at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. After the meeting, you can enjoy the summer vacation. ”

Zhang Xu sat down for a while after Zhou Lao left, drank a cup of tea, and then went back to the dormitory to wash and sleep.

Ten minutes and nine o'clock the next morning, Zhang Xu came to a conference room with the report he had just printed.

At this time, the long table in the conference room was full of people, and everyone was watching Zhang Xu's report.

In addition to Zhao Lao in the conference room, there were also Zhou Lao and others in military uniforms, as well as many people in suits, who were representatives of various government departments.

At present, the state is mainly based on communication and wait-and-see in the Western magical world, and if there is an opportunity, it does not mind taking more action.

And the people in this conference room formed a department dedicated to communication with the Western magical community. The actions taken by the state against the Western wizarding world are carried out by this department.

The meeting soon began, and the main content of the meeting was Zhang Xu's report on the situation in the Western magical world, and people from various departments raised some issues that were not described in detail in the report.