The lightning strike wood wand was shaking, the blood was boiling, and the golden light was shining.

The people around Zhang Xiao had already run away, and standing beside Zhang, he only felt a tingling pain in his exposed skin.

It's like an invisible needle piercing itself.

Only the pony was still standing there, and asked tremblingly:

"Zhang Zhang. You. What happened to you? ”

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of the professors, the smile on Dumbledore's face disappeared, he strode apart the little wizard, walked in front of Zhang Xiao, gently put his hand on his shoulder, and whispered:

"Zhang, although I don't know why you want to kill the other party so strongly, even the barbarians know not to attack the guests who come to their banquet.

When they stand here, there is a covenant that all the five continents and all the magic schools abide by - that is, safety is guaranteed. ”

Dumbledore didn't say much, because he felt that Zhang should understand.

The wand disappeared again, the golden light gradually dissipated, and the tingling sensation on the back disappeared.

Zhang Xiao nodded and let out a sigh:

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore, I see."

Uncle Deng is right, this kind of formal occasion is indeed not possible.

Chances. Yes, I didn't know that there was an Onmyoji before, but now that I know it, it's different.

Dumbledore was back at the front, and the men of the Wizardry were already standing in line, bowing deeply to Dumbledore.

Just as their secular government grovels to the United States, the Institute of Magic is very respectful to the British Ministry of Magic, which holds the leading position in the wizarding world.

Otherwise, Greengrass and Fudge would not have easily believed in the records of the Magic Institute.

In their eyes, the magic institute is as obedient as a son, how could they lie to their father?

"Lord Dumbledore, I am the president of the Magic Institute, Michifu Ono, and I have long admired my name."

An old man, also dressed in a golden robe, stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

Dumbledore again took out the standard line that had already been said 6 times:

"Welcome, welcome to all of you."

Malfoy cautiously rubbed back and asked, with a sigh of relief:

"Zhang, what's wrong with you just now?"

Zhang Xiao has fully recovered, but he only suddenly saw the Onmyoji before, and his emotions were upset due to his emotions.

At this moment, there are even people who have the leisure to listen to the people on the other side of the magic hall to greet Dumbledore in English full of book flavor.

"Hmmm—I saw something I didn't want to see, and I was a little angry."

"Just angry?" Malfoy shook his head in disbelief, and he gestured, "Do you know how terrifying it is?" It's like an ice cube, it's dropped several degrees all around, it's cold, and that cold is not physical, it's mental.

Look—"

Malfoy rolled up his sleeves and showed him the goosebumps that hadn't gone away:

"I feel like someone is pricking me with a needle around you."

The magic office over there had finished their greetings, and they lined up in two lines, following the president step by step, towards the auditorium.

Zhang Xiao's gaze locked on the 'Akina Nakamori' at the front, the Onmyoji. Since Dad said that the Onmyoji's Dao system has been destroyed, it has definitely been destroyed.

The Exterminating Dao System is not simply rushing to the sect to kill the matter, the kind of cooperation with divination and other methods, it is really impossible to let go of a little.

So this onmyoji came out very strangely.

Professor McGonagall looked at the time and asked in a low voice:

"Dumbledore, it's already eight o'clock, when is the last school coming? The students are still hungry."

Indeed, at this point, the little wizard had already eaten, and should be doing his homework, or resting in a soft chair by the fireplace.

By this moment the little wizards had begun to get irritable, rubbing their bellies, kicking the stone slabs back and forth, complaining that they were cold and hungry.

Dumbledore glanced back at the young wizards' phalanx, and Zhang was right, I'm afraid they really won't be able to come.

"Let's go, Minerva, and let the students go to the auditorium and get ready for the feast."

Listening to the greetings of the prefects and professors, Zhang Xiao sighed softly, although intellectually he knew that they would not come.

But there is always a little bit of unrealistic fantasy.

Glancing at the sky, it was the east.

If you don't come, don't come, I'm alone, it's enough!

Zhang Xiao shook her robe and prepared to follow the crowd to the auditorium.

"Doodle-toot-"

The Qiankun bag trembled slightly, Zhang Xiao took out the clairvoyant mirror, and just turned it on, he heard the voice of his father Zhang Chengdao:

"Xiaoxiao, I'll take a good look later, the appearance of the Daomen will be very handsome!"

Zhang Xiao raised his head suddenly and looked at the sky, as if in response to something.

In the endless night sky, the wind and clouds surged, and large clouds gathered in the sky, covering the sky and the moon in patches.

The sudden vision stopped the young wizards who were heading to the Great Hall.

"Dumbledore?" Professor McGonagall was unusually nervous, for the movement was a bit too loud.

Even if it was magic, she had never seen the power to gather such a large cloud in an instant.

Dumbledore had created a fog that had enveloped most of the city, and it seemed to McGonagall that was beyond imagination.

The clouds here are boundless!

"They're coming—" A smile appeared on Dumbledore's face, and his blue eyes looked at the sky:

"Minerva, the last mystery school—from the East. Well, I still don't know what the school is called. ”

The students of the Magic Institute also raised their heads in amazement, and they whispered and quickly in Japanese:

"Is this celestial magic?"

"With such a huge power, I wonder if as the world's first person, the wizard Flame Phoenix - Lord Dumbledore can do it?"

In the middle of the clouds, a beam of light suddenly pierced the clouds, and then the clouds rolled and parted in both directions.

A huge palace is located in the clouds, with thousands of rays of energy, the sky is full of sunshine, and faint figures appear in the clouds.

There is a golden dragon circling and flying on the left, and a phoenix spreading its wings and soaring on the right, which is the weather of the fairy family!

Zhang Xiao's mouth opened wide, and she looked at this scene blankly, the excitement and shock in her heart were indescribable—although this hall looked very much like the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

How? This kind of means!

The little wizards couldn't understand what immortal qi was, but that didn't stop them from being intoxicated by this never-before-seen sight.

"Zhang, is this the Heavenly Palace?"

In the end, Malfoy, who has been studying Chinese for two and a half years, pointed to the Heavenly Palace Que and muttered.

Even more surprising than Malfoy was the Magic Institute, which also belonged to the radiation of Chinese culture.

"Heavenly Palace?" "Immortals?" "Such a splendid scene, immortals descend to earth?"

In everyone's shocked eyes, Zhang Xiao finally knew what his father said would be very handsome.

First, a figure came to the huge door in front of the palace and jumped over.

Turned into a streamer of light and shot straight downward, and behind him, dozens of streamers followed.

It's like the most brilliant fireworks, leaving a clear mark in the night sky!

That's sword light!

Above the high school a few kilometers above the ground, a group of Dao disciples wearing thin Taoist robes snorted their snot, trying to maintain several huge glass mirrors with strange appearances.

"Master, are you alright? Too. It's so cold! ”

The short and chubby Taoist slowly rubbed against the edge of the clouds, revealing one eye to look down.

I only feel dizzy and weak:

"Oops, it's too high, it's too high."

The disciple who dragged two snots laughed rattling;

"Hahahahaha, master, you are afraid of heights and still stop this job, isn't this asking for hardship?"

Humpty Dumpty Daoist flicked his sleeves, sat on the clouds, and said angrily:

"You know the! The old Heavenly Master has no last resort, he said that he wants to give the little Heavenly Master the strongest backer in the world, and he wants the Little Heavenly Master to gather the hope of the world, which means that this will definitely be of great use in the future!

So we have to do this well!

Maybe the Heavenly Master is doing this, and the future is saving us?

Just do what his old man tells him to do, don't think about those who have it or not, do you know? ”

"Got it, master, ahhh

Humpty Dumpty Taoist remembered something at this time, and patted his head:

"Almost, call it a day! Let's go back! There are still a bunch of things going on over there in Huaxia. ”

In the sky, the separated clouds slowly closed again, and the huge palace like a fairyland disappeared.

Only dozens of brilliant streamers shot towards the ground, and it only took a moment to land on the ground of Hogwarts.

The head of the Magic House stared wide-eyed and opened his mouth, only to be met with a grunt in his throat.

As a few countries close to China, you may not know who the supreme power of your country is, but you can't know who has the final say in this transcendent world of East Asia.

Go out and inquire, who doesn't know that the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, the Daomen of China, stomps his feet, and the ground in the entire East Asia will tremble?

It's actually the Heavenly Master himself!

He hurriedly greeted the students:

"Quick! Come with me to meet the Heavenly Master! ”

"Hahaha, Principal Deng, meet again!" Zhang Cunyi put his hands behind his back and greeted Dumbledore with a smile.

Dumbledore also smiled and nodded:

"Mr. Zhang, long time no see."

Zhang Xiao only felt that his tears were about to come out, because he saw his father and mother in the crowd with slightly tired faces.

At this moment, Zhang Chengdao and Li Qingshu were following behind the Heavenly Master, and Zhang Chengdao was still greeting him with frowns.

Looking at the lip shape, what he said was "Surprised, surprised, not surprised?" ”

Surprise! Accidentally!

Zhang Xiao nodded vigorously, and Malfoy beside him had not yet recovered from the shocking appearance just now.

The little wizards were also discussing the shocking palace in the sky just now, as well as the Dao Gate that suddenly appeared at this moment.

Is this the power behind Zhang?

Aside from Dumbledore, the rest of the Hogwarts faculty were truly aware of the power behind Zhang for the first time.

With this realization, whether it was Professor McGonagall, Flitwick, or Snape, they suddenly realized that Zhang was really too humble.

In ordinary life, there is no such arrogance at all, and the appearance of being on top of the sky.

Especially the extreme pure-bloods of Slytherin, who are eager to sew their family history into their clothes, and let people see their 'illustrious' family history wherever they go.

In such a comparison, Zhang is even better!

If those extreme pure-bloods have this kind of power, they can't declare that the Ministry of Magic is their own?

That's you! Malfoy in the original book!

Zhang Xiao couldn't hold back any longer, separated the crowd and ran up, first greeted the elders of each teacher and uncle in a proper manner, and then asked in a low voice:

"Mom and Dad, didn't you say that China is very busy? I can't spare manpower, why are they all here? ”

Li Qingshu touched Zhang Xiao's head and smiled gently:

"Well, it's very busy, but the Heavenly Master said that we can't go, we have to support Xiaoxiao, so I hurried over."

"That's right, it's a toss, I'll have to go back after eating, the situation in the country is indeed getting more and more serious, it's really strange, why doesn't there be such a situation in the wizarding world?"

Zhang Chengdao took over the conversation, he had been running around the country in the past year, pressing the gourd and floating a scoop, he was really tired and miserable.

"Anyway, how are you doing?" Zhang Chengdao touched his head, free and easy, and directly put aside the troubles just now.

"It's good, I just miss you."

One sentence made Zhang Chengdao and Li Qingshu a little silent, they sighed softly, and could only pat the child with a smile:

"Soon, you will graduate in 3 years, when you want to go home, go home, come out if you want to, your grandfather said that you don't have to restrain you, you have your way."

"Well, by the way, Dad, what was in the sky just now? Is the Daomen's flying magic weapon? And when you fly down. ”

"Ah, that's actually an illusion, how much effort does it take to really move the Shangqing Palace of our Heavenly Master's Mansion over?

Anyway, it's just a matter of face, and it looks like the scene is very big-" Zhang Chengdao rummaged in his Qiankun bag for a while, and took out a special miniature sword.

The style is simple, it looks like a bronze sword, the blade flashes, and it looks very sharp.

"Here's for you." Zhang Chengdao stuffed the little sword into his son's hand, and said mysteriously: "Guess what, what is this?" ”

Zhang Xiao looked at it for a while, it was something like a toy, less than the size of a palm, and it was quite suitable to be a fruit knife.

"Xiaoxiao, didn't you tell your parents about Edgeworth's flight before? Your grandfather made this for you—

It just so happened that some time ago there was something to deal with on the treasure island, and my father also met a person who said that he was going to do what he wanted to do in the Legend of Sword and Fairy, and he also showed me a lot of information and their design.

I thought it was interesting, so I told your grandfather."

Zhang Chengdao gushed endlessly: "But it's still that problem, the wind is too strong, the flexibility is quite flexible, and the speed is quite fast, but it is really cold to fly, and it can't fly too high."

Zhang Xiao had completely ignored his father's words, he just looked at the little sword in his hand over and over again.

There are only a few words in my head that are tumbling back and forth, Edgeworth! Flight!

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

I don't know if it's a cold or a flu, and I can't help but feel pain

(End of chapter)