It's true that a 13-year-old fights with little sense of accomplishment.

I don't even plan to use moves or anything, it's too bullying to use moves.

In the worried eyes of the supporters, a faint golden light appeared on the surface of Zhang Xiao's body, and before Montay could react, he rushed forward with an arrow step.

The fist slammed into his eye socket.

Montei screamed in pain, threw away his sword to cover his eyes, and retreated again and again, Zhang Xiao smashed another punch on the other eye socket.

He also hammered his nose with a punch.

Two nosebleeds slowly flowed down.

K.O!

When he put down his hand, all the little wizards couldn't help but puff out their cheeks and laugh "poof".

Suddenly, Davis screamed, his eyes widened and he pointed at Zhang Xiao and trembled:

"Zhang, you are. Are you Chinese!!! ”

Zhang Xiao picked up his college robe, put it on his body again, and dusted off his ashes:

"yes, didn't I say that?"

Davis muttered excitedly:

"No wonder, no wonder, if that unlucky guy knew, I'm afraid he would never dare to duel with your honor!"

The curiosity of the little wizards was immediately aroused, and they urged Davis to ask:

"Tell me about it"

"Isn't Zhang a Chinese can't fight with him for honor?"

"Davis, don't hide it!"

Davis, who had never enjoyed such treatment, cleared his throat, puffed up his thin chest, and said mysteriously:

"It's a secret only known to wizards who have lived in Muggle society."

Several Muggle-born wizards suddenly nodded in understanding:

"yes, I should have thought of it a long time ago!"

The little wizards were even more curious, and shouted for Davis to hurry up.

Zhang Xiao also quietly pricked up his ears, because he was also quite curious.

"Because Chinese people will have something called 'kongfu'!"

Davis posed in Bruce Lee's classic pose:

"Bruce Lee! Before I came to Hogwarts, my biggest wish was to study Kongfu in China! ”

Zhang Xiao: ...... How did I forget that there is still this stubble, it is really a dream linkage!

Seeing that Davis became more and more excited the more he spoke, and had the intention of kowtowing to his teacher, Zhang Xiao imagined what it would be like for Slytherin to fight collectively in the future.

When fighting, first give yourself a super armor to protect yourself, and then you will be bare-chested, revealing a body of tendon flesh....

This picture ..... Hiss.....

Zhang Xiao couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly waved his hand:

"Family Kung Fu, not Spread Kung Fu!"

Davis sighed regretfully, and nodded approvingly:

"The real advanced kung fu is not passed on....."

watched Davis happily brag to his classmates about the power of Chinese kung fu, and promised to mail some videotapes to his classmates during the Christmas holidays.

Because Hogwarts couldn't use normal electronic items, they had to find a way to look at it at home.

Many young wizards immediately found pen and paper and left Davis's home address, and enthusiastically said that they would carefully prepare a Christmas gift as a return gift.

And poor Monta wanted to wipe her tears but was afraid of pain, and Zhang Xiao took this opportunity to slip away.

After taking Sister Bird around the campus, Sister Bird liked the tallest tower very much, and said that she had made her home there.

I usually go out for a walk to feel the customs of a foreign country, and I don't know where to take out a small whistle and hand it to Zhang Xiao.

From then on, every day at noon, when Zhang Xiao was eating in the restaurant, Sister Bird would fly back from outside, and when he finished eating, she would give him a fruit to clear his mouth.

And sometimes the fruit is not the same, but it is unusually delicious.

I really don't know where Sister Bird found it.

Fawkes didn't come to the restaurant originally, but now he will appear in the principal's seat every day, looking at Sister Bird with a blank eye, and it seems that the thief is not dead.

You said that you are an immortal bird, and you can't sing the phoenix, and you don't have a plane tree at home, and you still want to chase the bird?

...........

Christmas is getting closer.

One morning in mid-December, the young wizards were surprised to find that Hogwarts was covered in snow.

The lake was covered with hard ice, and many people simply ran to the ice to play.

The Weasley brothers were punished for enchanting several snowballs, causing them to run after Quirrell and smash them behind his turban.

Everyone can't wait for the holiday.

While fires were blazing in the Slytherin common room and auditorium, the windswept corridors were bitterly cold, and the windows of the classrooms were rattling in the bitter wind.

Worst of all, those that take place in underground classrooms, like Potions.

Zhang Xiao even felt that she was not in the classroom, but in the cold storage!

Why not heat up your classrooms?

He clasped his hands in his sleeves, and inside the sleeves was sewn a bag containing a delicate hand warmer.

I don't know what this hand warmer is in, but the heat emitted is mild and long-lasting, making his whole body warm.

Compared to Malfoy, who wore bearskin earrings and was wrapped like a rice dumpling, he even wore it as if it was autumn.

Malfoy was now numb to Zhang Xiao's strange things, and it seemed that no matter what the situation, this classmate could come up with something to match.

"I really feel sorry for some people."

Snape changed into a large, thickened winter cloak and glanced at all the young wizards.

"If they're stupid enough to make potions that even monkeys can make, they'll have to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas."

The little wizards below shrank their heads one by one, and the already cold basement even made people feel like their hearts were about to freeze under Snape's verbal attack.

Many people couldn't help but lean against the hot cauldron.

Because Seamus added a little more powder from the lionfish's vertebrae when he was brewing the potion, it successfully caused a wide-ranging explosion.

And he was admitted to the school hospital.

An enraged Snape spent five minutes mocking him, taunting a wave of Harry, who was partnering with him.

Except that every time a partner makes a mistake, there must be, "Do you think he can show that he is good when he makes a mistake?" Gryffindor deducts 1 point! ”

Snape came up with a new word:

"Is this the brave Gryffindor? Soaring in killing yourself? ”

Harry's hair was on end, and if he had a gun in his hand, he could empty the magazine directly at Snape!

Zhang Xiao couldn't help this, who let Harry be so long, Jaime's face had Lily's eyes, and Snape had to be pricked in the heart every time he looked at it.

As soon as the lesson ended, Harry hurried away with a gloomy face, and he managed to deduct 10 points from Gryffindor for this lesson.

Even Malfoy was shocked by his tragic experience, and he quietly asked Zhang Xiao:

"As happy as Potter was being trained, what did he do to make the professor hate him so much?

Could it be that he looks like the professor's enemy? ”

Zhang Xiao was silent for a while, and patted Malfoy on the shoulder:

"Draco, did anyone tell you that you actually have a talent for divination?"

"Divination?" Malfoy smiled disdainfully, "Except for a few language masters, everyone else is a liar!"

My dad said that even if the real prophecy was in his hands, he would smash it! ”

Malfoy put on a cool face:

"Because noble pure-bloods don't need prophecy!"

Zhang Xiao was completely speechless, it turned out that Malfoy's talent... It's family heirloom.

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It's a bit of a carvin, it's mainly a matter of cohesion between the plot and the plot.

I finally know why the great gods write hp and the same people start from the second grade.,Because there are too few places to play in the first grade.。

The plots that I find more interesting are all from the second grade....