Chapter Seventy-Nine: Is My 'Resurrection Point' the Infirmary?
Although he wanted to torture Lockhart a hundred times, Tom suppressed his viper-like malice.
The flattering words flowed out like instinct:
"Sir Lockhart, it is imperative that we come up with a practical plan, and as your most faithful admirer, I have a very . Oh no, it may be like fireflies and the sun compared to your great wisdom.
But it's still an interesting plan, would you like to hear it? ”
After saying that, Tom froze again, did I really say this disgusting thing?
Lockhart didn't know what Tom was thinking in the diary, he looked at the words in the diary, and suddenly showed an expression of enjoyment.
This strange book is nice to talk to, and a bit of a 'trivial' talent, and he really likes Tom more and more.
Lockhart picked up the pen with great interest:
"Oh? Let's take a look? ”
In the deep darkness, an illusory light came through the cracks, like a faint light suddenly lit up in the night.
Zhang Xiao's eyelids twitched twice, the darkness receded like a tide, and there was a hazy light around him, and he couldn't see things clearly, until a long time later, everything began to become clear.
The stagnant thinking became active little by little, looking at the surrounding blackout curtains and the familiar top, Zhang Xiao eased up for a long time before he realized where he was.
No way. Is this infirmary my resurrection point?
I felt my physical condition, except for the sour feeling caused by sleeping for too long, but my spirit was unexpectedly good.
"You are awake, great, bright, noble, merciful young master!"
A small voice sounded in his ears, and he turned his head in surprise, only to find a small house-elf standing by the bed, still holding a snow-white towel in his hand.
Looking at himself in surprise, the eyes as bright as tennis balls had gradually floated up mist.
"Rain?" Zhang Xiao sat up with some difficulty, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?" Aren't you in Hagna? What's going on? ”
'Oh, how kind the young master is, the first thing he said when he woke up was that he was concerned about the rain! ’
The rain trembled with excitement, he held his hands on his chest, trembled with excitement, and said sharply:
"When the rain heard that the young master was injured, he wanted to come and see the young master, and then he met a tall man with a long beard, and he said - he is Dumbledore!"
At this point, Rain let out another scream, and it was clear that he also admired Dumbledore.
"After the great Dumbledore heard about the rain and wanted to see the young master, he generously allowed the rain to come often! What a merciful man this gentleman is! ”
Zhang Xiao nodded, got up from the bed stiffly, moved his body, and asked casually:
"How long did I sleep?"
Yuyu's big eyes were immediately full of confusion, and finally counted them with his fingers for a while, and stretched out two small hands:
"The young master has slept for so long!"
Ten days? Zhang Xiao's eyebrows suddenly raised high, a little surprised, the sequelae are so big?
Can this state of total liberation still work?
No, my consumption was already very large before I started the total liberation, although the consumption of this state is indeed very large, but it is definitely exaggerated to this extent.
Zhang Xiao silently thought about what inspiration she got this time.
First of all, once a battle occurs, if the normal state cannot be solved, it is better to directly open the state and solve the opponent directly, and do not drag it into a war of attrition.
Skill is important, but if the strength exceeds a certain limit, as Professor McGonagall said, the Transfiguration Charm can be used to suppress the opponent.
Therefore, most dark wizards learn dark magic in the pursuit of power.
And most importantly - you are not on the wrong path! Sealing one's own cognition and re-establishing the standard spell system according to the path of the young wizards is indeed good for oneself.
Professor Flitwick may have misunderstood himself, normally speaking, everyone is climbing the stairs, and every time they accumulate some knowledge or insight, they will go up a step.
As the foundation and knowledge became more and more abundant, I finally pushed the door open and came to a higher floor.
And me? It's almost like an elevator, and although I also see the view of the higher floors, I don't have the process of climbing the stairs. I didn't even see what the view was like on the floors below.
So Professor Flitwick thinks I'm accumulating in my second year, but I'm actually cheating
But so what?
Zhang Xiao lifted the cup, and in the amazed gaze of the rain, everything around her seemed to have life, and the slippers were tap-dancing by themselves.
The folded clothes floated in the air, kicking and walking over, the teapot had cooled down, but now it was boiling 'gurgling', and he poured himself a cup of hot water.
As he walked along, he put on his clothes one by one, and when he reached the window.
A cup of hot water happened to fall in his hand, looking at Hogwarts outside the window that had been wrapped in snow, Zhang Xiao suddenly smiled, the foundation is not strong? Just make it up.
Yushui stared blankly at Zhang Xiao, who was standing by the window, leaning on the railing with a cup of hot tea in both hands and taking a sip, and the goose-featherlike snow outside the window was like a painting.
A painting that is deeply imprinted in memory and hard to forget.
"Rain"
The elf in a daze immediately woke up, ran to Zhang Xiao's side with his little short legs, raised his head and asked:
"Young Master, what do you command?"
Zhang Xiao blew the hot air that wafted out:
"Did Headmaster Dumbledore allow you to work at Hogwarts?"
Yushui immediately shook his head and said:
"No, the great Mr. Dumbledore asked Rain if he would like to stay at Hogwarts, but Rain refused!"
"Huh?" Zhang Xiao was stunned: "Isn't this a good thing?" They all say Hogwarts is the place you've always dreamed of. ”
"The rain has to take care of the young master! Rain told Dumbledore to stay and learn the elves, because before Rainwater's mother could teach Rainwater, the old master cut off his head and hung it on the wall. ”
It turned around and pointed to the dense scars on its back: "These are all left by the old owner of the rain, he said that the rain is clumsy, and he doesn't know anything, so he often punishes the rain." ”
Zhang Xiao trembled, I knew before, among these elves, the rain is the smallest, maybe less than 8 years old, and the lifespan of elves is about the same as that of humans, 8 years old. It's just a child.
After a moment of silence, he asked softly:
"Do you miss your mother?"
"Yes!" Yushui suddenly looked around with his big eyes and said in a low voice, "Every time the old master asks Yushui to clean the corridor, Yushui will whisper to the statue of his mother.
The first time Yumu tried to talk to the statue of his parents was beaten up by the old master! ”
Saying this, he suddenly jumped up happily and said with a cheer:
"Yushui likes the young master, so Yushui wants to take care of the young master, because the young master always talks to the rain very gently!"
Zhang Xiao sighed, in fact, he didn't need to be taken care of at all, but the thinking that elves need to take care of others has been ingrained, and it is not realistic to let the rain find a free life at all.
I had to let it go to the kitchen first and stay with the other elves.
Watch the rain turn into a cloud of green smoke and disappear in front of you.
Zhang Xiao drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and he had more important things to do next.
(End of chapter)