Zhang Xiao, who was soaking in the hot water, didn't know what his father had done to support him.

He beckoned the mermaid to hurry up and take a 'leap of faith'.

At the beginning, Zhang Xiao wondered why the wizard had such a convenient spell as cleaning up, but why he still had to take a bath.

Later, I used it twice and found out that it was like those hospital sheets with blood stains and traces of unknown liquid.

I don't know how much cleaner than the sheets that you have just sun-dried 'full of the smell of the sun'.

But that doesn't stop you from feeling why hospital sheets are so 'dirty'.

To put it simply, use the soul of the [clean up] wood.

After taking a happy shower, Zhang Xiao changed the room in comfortable clothes and came to the cinema exclusive to the glove lady.

In my experience, the glove lady is almost always here, especially every time she sends a new movie.

It's like she doesn't need a break.

Before she got closer, Zhang Xiao heard the familiar electronic sound, and when she opened the door, she saw the pair of white lady's gloves holding a remote control in her hand.

Operate the plumber skillfully trot and jump, top bricks to eat mushrooms, find out the hidden bricks in the air, all in one go, extremely smooth.

It's not over yet, it seems like I'm tired of playing Super Mario.

The Lady of the Glove skillfully changed the machine and played Contra.

↑↑↓↓ left and right BABA

No, you've got thirty people all the time??? How was it discovered?

It's only been a few days! I didn't know about it for more than a year in my last life.

Zhang Xiao remembered that when she was a child, she was beaten by her cousin for borrowing a life, and that cousin also regarded the secret book of thirty lives as a family heirloom.

Dead or alive do not tell themselves.

The glove lady lowered the handle in her hand, and the parchment floated over, and lines of beautiful font appeared on it:

"These are all Muggle inventions?"

Zhang Xiao nodded:

"yes, they've invented a lot of other interesting things, like computers—"

It's 1995, and it's the time when Microsoft launched its famous operating system, Windows 1995.

Since then, personal PCs have spread rapidly to the world like a blowout.

Relying on computers, mankind has entered a fantastic information age.

Some people think it's heaven, while others think it's hell.

Lady Glove listened to Zhang Xiao introduce some of the things in the Muggle world today.

Little by little, the slender fingers sounded like a lady's elegantly folded hands, listening quietly.

"Is it already like this out there?

Muggles are really good."

Zhang Xiao hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively:

"Can't you go out and have a look?"

The glove lady's movements froze, and although there was no sound, Zhang Xiao seemed to see that she was staring in one direction.

The parchment floated down slowly, and lay down on the table softly, the glove lady motionless.

Maybe there is no need to say anything.

Quietly exiting the room, leaving a quiet space for Ms. Glove to reminisce about her years, though I don't know why Ms. Glove is here.

But Professor Dumbledore admired this lady when he introduced her.

Zhang Xiao shook her head and walked down the carpeted aisle.

As he walked, cracks began to appear around him, and finally, like a broken mirror, he had stepped into the darkness.

A little light appeared in front of him, gradually growing stronger, and then a tidal wave of light overwhelmed him.

The tall bookshelves in the temple of thought stood silently, row after row like monuments.

It is indeed a monument, only a monument to himself, because every book on it has been read by Zhang Xiao, which is a testimony of his sweat.

The windows on the walls were filled with the afterglow of the setting sun, and the golden sunlight filtered through the windows, leaving dappled shadows on the wooden floor.

Zhang Xiao walked forward slowly, and the cabinet used to shield cognition in the center had become two cabinets facing each other like a lectern.

One of them resembles the lectern in front of the Hogwarts Great Hall, where Dumbledore used to speak.

It's just that the table in the Hogwarts Great Hall is an owl, and in front of him is a Fawkes with wings ready to fly.

"No Curse" lies quietly on the shelf of this phoenix.

Although the book still exudes a faint distortion power, it is more harmless than before.

Zhang Xiao reached out and picked up the book, the black leather surface had intricate patterns, like the three-dimensional lines in the window screensaver.

I change my lines all the time, and I feel dizzy when I stare at it for a while.

Stroking the cover, Zhang Xiao sighed embarrassedly, two years is not right, plus the extra time brought by the time turner.

In the past three years, it was almost like living in the library, and it was only then that the level of the spell system was pushed beyond the 7th grade, and he was barely able to stabilize the level of the book.

It's just that as his academic level in this area is getting higher and higher, Zhang Xiao is sure that what he has realized is definitely not something that only he knows.

On the contrary, in the entire spell system, he saw the light of the group of people who stood at the top of the wizarding world for nearly a thousand years.

Although he still can't figure out what the most powerful people want to do, Zhang Xiao believes that one day he will stand at the same height and see where his predecessors have gone.

After all, the 15-year-old pair has already entered the ground, and the advantage is in me!

Putting down the black uncursed, Zhang Xiao came to the other side, which was a red incense case similar to the Oriental Offering Table.

The red candles of the two coiled dragons burned quietly, and a pure white book lay there, the cover blank, and there was not a word.

Zhang Xiao looked at the book fixedly, and suddenly remembered his grandfather's words:

"Xiaoxiao, look at this yin and yang fish, the golden light spell is the fish's eye, and the other parts are other things in the Dao Gate.

Our Daomen and the West are like this yin and yang fish, the Dharma and mantra of the Daomen, and the Dharma altar you want, they all carry something that you may not have paid attention to.

That's their ritual.

If you learn the complete Dao method of our Dao Gate, Xiaoxiao, do you know what will happen? ”

Just like at the beginning, Zhang Xiao said to herself, "I may not be able to learn magic."

The two books, "No Curse" represents the Western spell system, while "No Word Book" is the most fundamental golden light mantra of the Eastern Daomen.

This book is black and white, one east and one west, one dragon and one phoenix, just like the Taiji diagram that the Daomen believes is the origin of everything.

A fateful encounter.

Zhang Xiao looked at it for a while, came to a small open space by the window, sat down directly, and with his movements, complex lines were quickly outlined in the air.

By the time he sat down, a soft and comfortable armchair had appeared in the empty void.

The lines still twist and writhe as a small round table topped by delicate pastry plates and a cup of black tea that can never be drunk.

In the Hall of Thinking, these things can faithfully restore the taste they have tasted, and the Hall of Thinking is really a paradise for foodies.

As long as your memories are real enough, then the taste is real enough, and the point is – definitely not to get fat!

Zhang Xiao waved lazily, only to see a book exuding a rich black gas flying over with a cruel smile on a separate bookcase in the distance.

"Dark Magic" - I have to say, Professor Snape is really good at this.

In the process of studying black magic, I also asked about black magic by the side.

Snape admonished himself in his deep voice:

"Black magic is diverse, varied, varied, and never-ending.

Fighting them is like fighting a multi-headed monster, just cutting off a head, and immediately a new head pops up, more ferocious and cunning than the original one.

You are dealing with something unpredictable and indestructible. “

Black magic is not mysterious, Zhang Xiao is sure that he should have discovered part of the truth of black magic.

Under this idealistic spellcasting system, the wizard's obsessions, feelings, thoughts, etc. are almost equal to the power of spells.

Dark magic emphasizes extreme and intense emotion, and when you try to use it, the positive feedback of its power will lure you to the next level.

Gradually corrupt your mind, distort your soul, and gradually make you a paranoid.

Moreover, the emotions used by black magic are originally negative extreme emotions such as destruction, injury, and torture.

In this spiritualistic magical world, the destructive power of psychosis with only negative emotions goes without saying, after all, their brains are so pure.

In addition, Zhang Xiao also discovered a little secret.

Almost all of the top wizards who have made their name in the History of Magic are said to be proficient in the dark arts, which can teach you how to get your full attention in an instant.

Makes your emotions fuller and purer when you use spells.

They were able to climb out of the abyss of dark magic because of memory magic.

Yes, these top masters are all proficient in memory magic.

This was the main reason why Dumbledore told himself about it.

Learning black magic is not an end in itself, but a means.

After thoroughly examining his strength in the Hall of Thinking, Zhang Xiao left the Room of Responsiveness with satisfaction.

It can only be said that the situation is very good, not a small good, but a big good.

The Horcrux was dealt with extremely quickly, leaving only an uncertain Nagini and the Golden Cup, and the second year's early handling of Sirius's problems finally paid off in the third year.

The third year was unprecedentedly peaceful, with no Dark Lord, nothing bullshit, just a time turnaround and studying, non-stop learning.

I seized this opportunity and developed a wave of madness, and because of the time turner, the combination of Taoism and magic 'dynamics' is even more rapid every day.

To put it simply, this year's improvement in his strength is greater than in the previous two years, and he can even break Dumbledore's iron armor curse!

Although it was Dumbledore who lost his mind and did not dodge, this can at least prove his full strength, and the power should not be underestimated.

Humming a little song, he arrives at the dining room, only to find Malfoy smiling 'evil' in the direction of Gryffindor with a small pair of scissors in his hand.

"Draco, you're holding scissors" Zhang Xiao was suddenly stunned, he remembered that Zhang Chengdao told about some interesting customs during the Eastern New Year at Christmas.

Malfoy listened carefully, uh, Zhang Xiao covered his face, and couldn't bear to look directly:

"You're not going to cut your uncle's hair, are you?"

"That's right, Zhang, I've checked, it's already the first month of China! This curse is ready to use! ”

Malfoy said excitedly, waving small scissors:

"But if you cut too much, that idiot from Potter and Weasley will die straight away, it's too cheap for them, so I decided to cut a handful every day and make them unlucky!"

With that, he carefully pinched his pale blonde hair, counted a few, and then pointed his head at Gryffindor.

Ron and Harry's expressions contorted, and they waved their hands in unwanted gestures.

But it was too late, and Malfoy smirked and cut off the handful of hair, placed it in his palm, and blew it in the direction of the two of them.

Harry and Ron watched Malfoy's movements in despair, frustrated as if they had eaten a lot of slugs, Hermione shook her head and covered her face, obviously speechless at the three living treasures.

"Poof-" Zhang Xiao's cheeks bulged, lowered his head and put his fist against his mouth, and coughed tactically twice, forcing the smile down, Malfoy was brainwashed by himself-bah, after being influenced by himself.

He loves face very much, and if he laughs, he will definitely be annoyed and angry.

But in line with the attitude that a good brother is to make him embarrassed, Zhang Xiao decided to explain the true purpose of this custom:

"That. Draco. ”

"Huh?"

"Actually, this custom comes from the Qing Dynasty's shaving order, and in order to protest, the Han people would refuse to shave their hair during the first month of the year to show 'nostalgia'."

Just then, there was a heart-rending cough from Gryffindor's side.

When they looked back, they saw that Ron suddenly choked on the pumpkin juice while drinking, and Harry hurried to help, but Ron slipped his hand and smeared the entire cup of pumpkin juice on Harry's face.

Zhang Xiao watched in amazement as Harry took a face of pumpkin juice and Ron covered his mouth and coughed (the two of them didn't forget to make a throat-slitting gesture towards Malfoy. ）

This. This is so unscientific!

Malfoy laughed triumphantly, and he demonstratively pinched a handful of hair, made a cut pose, and then looked at Zhang Xiao with satisfaction.

Heartfelt admiration: "Zhang, the curse of the East, it's really easy to use!" ”

Zhang Xiao was silent for a while, and decided to struggle:

"Draco, it's just a coincidence—"

"I cut my hair seven times today, and Porter and Weasley were unlucky seven times!"

ZHANG Xiao:.

Shocked, Zhang Xiao glanced at Harry and Ron, who had been unlucky seven times in one day, and Draco, who was significantly missing a small piece of hair.

emmmmm, I always feel that when this New Year is over, Malfoy will become a board inch!

A satisfied Malfoy turned around, picked up a chicken leg and bit it fiercely, and asked vaguely:

"By the way, Zhang, just posted a notice outside, there's a circus coming to Hogsmeade to perform, and it's said that there is a very beautiful fireworks display, just next weekend, when we go together?"

Circus? Fireworks display?

I don't know what's going on, Zhang Xiao only felt that her heart suddenly beat violently.

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

Thank you for the reward from the Prussian Royal Eagle, thank you big guy, in fact, the big guy has rewarded several times, and there are other friends' tips, I want to thank you every time, but I forget every time

So I decided that next time, whether I wrote it or not, I would add the title first, so that I wouldn't forget it.

(End of chapter)