Chapter 172: Old Deng, Please Drink Tea

Yang San shrugged his shoulders and slowly turned around before coming to Dumbledore's office!

"Chilled sour plum juice!"

Speechlessly shouted at the ugly stone monster!

The stone monster suddenly jumped to the side as if it had come to life, and the wall behind it parted left and right, revealing a spiral staircase that kept moving upwards!

Yang San stood up speechlessly, and after turning an unknown number of circles, the stairs finally stopped in front of an oak door!

Yang San stepped forward and knocked on the door, and the door opened quietly!

"Mr. Yang San, you came faster than I thought!"

Dumbledore's teasing voice suddenly came!

Yang San ignored Dumbledore's words, and directly picked up a glass of sour plum juice on the table and drank it, while constantly looking at everything in the room!

This is the first time Yang San has come here, it's not that Yang San is thin-skinned, it's really that Yang San didn't find an excuse to come over, could it be that he said: Lao Deng, I'm coming to you for tea?

The walls here are also covered with portraits, but these are all portraits of the previous principals, and they also paid attention to Yang Sanxing at this time!

High behind the door hangs a gilded branch, and there stands a bird with a golden and red atmosphere!

Yang San said curiously, "Old Deng, this is your bird?" ”

Dumbledore's head was suddenly full of black lines!

Suddenly, Yang San's eyes lit up, he stepped forward quickly, pointed to a broken hat and asked, "Old Deng, is this your sorting hat?" ”

At this moment, the Sorting Hat suddenly cracked out, and one by one said, "That's right, it's me!" ”

Dumbledore laughed, "It doesn't wake up very often!" ”

Yang San nodded and said, "Well, old guy, it's easy to lack sleep, it's good to make up for more sleep!" ”

"I'm not old, I'm only 18!" The Sorting Hat said suddenly!

At the same time, it seemed to glance at Yang San and said, "You seem to be curious about me!" ”

Yang San didn't hide it, nodded and said, "I'm just curious about which academy you would assign me to if it were me?" ”

"I don't know, I'm just helping students choose the answer that is in their hearts!"

"Mr. Yang San, since you are so interested in the little old man's office, why don't you come!" Dumbledore laughed!

Yang San said without hesitation, "You are not a beauty, what is there to see!" ”

"If you don't get some compound medicine and become a big beauty, I will come every day in the future!"

Dumbledore was dumbfounded, and the blue light in his eyes flashed, "Mr. Yang San seems to mean something!" ”

Yang San smacked his lips and said, "So I don't like to come to you, obviously everyone knows it, but I still have to guess riddles, tired or not!" ”

"Ahem, okay, that's right, this Moody is fake, we all know this!" Dumbledore said helplessly!

Yang San sat down on the only remaining chair in the office, drinking sour plum juice, and was not ready to interject at all!

"It's just that we don't know the identity of the impostor, and we don't know where the real Moody is!"

Yang San knew that Dumbledore still kept a lot, but he didn't care, after all, the rest was his plan for Voldemort, he and Old Deng were not familiar with each other, and they hadn't reached the point of being honest!

"Coincidentally, I just know these two questions!" Yang San said with a smile!

Dumbledore suddenly said solemnly, "What do you need for Mr. Yang San?" But it doesn't hurt to tell us what you know! ”

"Cheerful, I want your bird..."

Dumbledore couldn't help but feel a chill in his face, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Yang San is really good at joking, hehehehe!" ”

Yang San smiled and said, "I'm not joking, I just want your bird... Tears! ”

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the sour plum juice on the table and took a sip, it turned out to be Fawkes, it's okay, it's okay...

"It is said that the tears of the phoenix are a good thing, so give me a hundred and eighty liters!"

"Poof!"

Dumbledore suddenly squirted out a mouthful of sour plum juice and said in shock, "You're trying to make Fawkes cry, right?" ”

Yang San looked at Dumbledore in surprise, "Will you be blind?" But it doesn't matter, it can kill itself anyway... Fire! ”

"Quack!"

The originally high-spirited Fox suddenly screamed again and again, his wings fanned and fanned, he looked extremely anxious, and even his voice changed!

Dumbledore said with a smile, "That's too much, if you want a few milliliters, Fawkes will be happy to help!" ”

"Groan!"

Fawkes nodded repeatedly, one hundred and eighty liters? You're a strong bird!

Yang San said disdainfully, "How many milliliters? What am I doing with it? It's not enough to cook soup! ”

"If not, forget it!" Seeing that Dumbledore and Fawkes were both relieved, Yang San continued, "Then give me one hundred and eighty liters of elixir!" ”

Dumbledore was stunned again, and Fawkes felt much better, it turned out that he was not the worst one!

"I'm afraid there isn't any, I'm afraid the entire wizarding world doesn't have a hundred and eighty liters!" Dumbledore said with a sad face!

"Isn't that either? You are so poor! Yang San said in surprise!

Dumbledore was really helpless about this shameless fellow, gritted his teeth and said, "Snape has about three liters of elixir, and I'll give it all to you!" ”

Fawkes stood quietly aside, pretending that he didn't exist, and didn't see that Snape was knocked three liters of elixir for no reason, that guy must have accounted for more than half of Snape's net worth!

"Oh? It's only three liters, forget it, I'll suffer a little loss and agree! Yang San pretended to be generous and said!

Dumbledore's right eyelid jumped, and he said brightly, "It's good if you're happy, it's good if you're happy!" ”

"In that case, can you tell me?"

Yang San said speechlessly, "Old Deng, that's how you do business?" I haven't seen the goods yet, and you want to collect the money? ”

"That's right, wait a minute!"

Dumbledore wrote a note and gave it to Fawkes, telling him to give it to Snape!

After a while, Snape arrived in a hurry, and was stunned for a moment when he saw Yang San also there, and then squinted at the dead fish eyes and said!

"You're looking for me?" As he spoke, he placed a large transparent jar in his hand on the table, "This is what you want me to bring... Stuff! ”

Dumbledore pushed it to Yang San in pain!

In Snape's shocked eyes, Yang San unceremoniously copied it in his hand!

"Mr. Yang San, can you say it now?" Dumbledore tried to make his tone as flat as possible!

"Barty Crouch, you should know this old Deng very well!" Yang San kept playing with the elixir in his hand!

"Of course, if you need to, I can ask him over now!"

"No, I'm talking about his son: Barty Crouch Jr., I don't know if you have any impressions, pay more attention to his subconscious little movements!"

Yang San felt that he had almost drunk the sour plum juice today, and casually stuffed the elixir in his hand into his pocket (storage space)!

Got up and was about to leave, but just when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "I almost forgot, Moody seems to be carrying a big box, which is quite interesting!" The latest chapter of "Hundred Plating" Starting from the Love Apartment and Crossing the Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.