Is one person enough?

In the classroom-sized room, the laughter suddenly became more pronounced, and many people even leaned back and fell in laughter.

Of course, they are not to blame for this, except that the young wizards of Hogwarts are refreshed by themselves from time to time.

At most, the remaining schools have occasionally heard that there is such a small wizard who is very powerful, but I don't know how powerful it is.

But what? To be able to stay in this room, which one is not a person in school? Which one is not a genius?

Let them convince a little wizard from another school who has never been masked? Or fourth grade?

No way! I'll talk about it after trying it!

Young people, vigor is the best commentary.

In such a joke, Zhang Xiao felt that it was okay, there was still this bit of qi cultivation kung fu, what was there to be angry about, wasn't it the same when he was a teenager, Lao Tzu was the best in the world!

It's just that this kind of laughter has made a school change.

The five people of the magic institute slowly got up and came to Zhang Xiao under the leadership of Eight Thousand Grass Moon, the laughter slowly stopped, and the six people bent down respectfully:

"I've seen Your Excellency the Little Heavenly Master."

The laughter stopped again, and the schools that laughed the most looked at them in surprise, although they were angry, they were not stupid, on the contrary, they were very smart.

Some people's eyes began to gradually become solemn, with a thoughtful look.

Tut! Zhang Xiao scratched her hair in distress, as the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person, being so deferential will trigger my damn great country bearing, it's hard to start!

As for why they did this, it is understandable how filial Japan is to the American father in the world, and in the transcendent world, the Japanese wizarding world is so filial to the Daomen.

There was a sound of stray footsteps, and the door to the room was opened again.

Dumbledore, Barty Crouch, and the headmasters of the various schools rushed in, and looking at the somewhat discordant atmosphere in the room, Dumbledore said wittily:

"Although I think a fight here will make it quicker to know who is strong, but unfortunately, the rules are not so good, why don't you go back to your seats?"

The little wizards were as good as they were, and immediately obediently sat back in their seats, and Zhang Xiao also found a stool and sat down next to Harry and the others.

Malfoy gave him a 'I'll support you' look, which made Zhang Xiao feel very relieved, he hasn't cultivated in vain in the past few years, and the pony will be comforting!

"Mr. Dumbledore, why is he playing alone? I think it's an insult to us, does that 'daojiao' academy really think that he can beat the five of us alone, as this fourth-grader claims? ”

The Castrobusche student stood up and asked questions mercilessly.

"The format doesn't require five people, but one to five people, can this answer solve your doubts? Mr. Martins? ”

Dumbledore said with a smile, seeing that the captain of Castrobusche still reluctantly sat down, he spread his hands and made a downward posture.

"Alright, shall we proceed?" He smiled and looked at the people in the room, "You're going to mentor our warriors, aren't you?" Barty, is it up to you? ”

Crouch shook his head, a dry smile on his old-fashioned face:

"You'll be able to tell me, Dumbledore."

"No problem" Dumbledore readily agreed, clearing his throat, the gesture that made everyone forget about anything else, and listened attentively, some of them taking out shorthand quill pens and parchment.

Hermione's little ears were pricked up, something she had only seen in the past when she heard Professor McGonagall say it was the focus of the exam.

Not only that, but the eavesdropping portraits were not discussing in whispers, they squeezed into the portraits around Dumbledore, almost squeezing the owner of the frame, and the old man in the gentleman's hat shouted angrily, "Okay, okay, this is my frame!" ”

In the midst of such commotion, Dumbledore's voice rang out:

"First of all, the three projects will be tested from each different dimension, and you will face different problems and challenges. As well as confrontation! ”

Dumbledore said to everyone, and the young wizards moved nervously:

"So we're not going to tell you what it is. Courage to face the unknown is an important quality of a wizard...... Very important ......"

There was a neat inhale from below, and Dumbledore didn't seem to hear anything, but continued:

"The first project will take place on November 24th and will be done in front of the whole world, so please don't be sloppy, boys, and girls, and show the world the best of you and show them how good you are!" (Applause and whistles)

When the room was quiet again, Dumbledore gently continued:

"Warriors are not allowed to ask for or accept any assistance from their teachers in completing their events.

We will provide you with a piece of equipment that will allow all of you to communicate in a timely manner, and unless something unexpected happens, you will have to make a substitution, and no free man from each team will be allowed to play.

The only thing they can do is to give advice and make the right strategy, and the only weapon the warriors have in their hands when they face the first round of challenges is their wands.

They won't know about the second project until the first project is over.

Due to the high demands of the game and the long duration of the competition, the Warriors did not take the school year exams. ”

Dumbledore turned around and asked politely:

"I guess, that's all, right? Do you have anything to add? ”

Crouch shook his head, but Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said simply, "Albus, study!" ”

Dumbledore suddenly added to the young wizards:

"Since you're going to be at Hogwarts for almost a year, all the contestants will be taking lessons with the young Hogwarts wizards according to their curriculum or interests."

He clapped his hands and nodded affirmatively:

"I think, there is absolutely no more now, let's go back and rest early!"

All the houses at Hogwarts were celebrating the birth of the Warriors tonight, and only poor Kitty Hawk celebrated for a long time before he remembered that the Warriors didn't have any members of their own house.

They had to reassure themselves that Granger had most likely missorted the house, just like Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.

Even Slytherin, who has always been cold and glamorous, almost made Zhang Xiao think it was the New Year.

They brought a lot of fireworks, banners, and a lot of snacks brought by the little wizards, and frantically celebrated the 'two warriors' in Slytherin House.

The effect of the scene before the Dao Gate was unexpectedly good, the clouds and the heavenly palace in the sky, and the old heavenly master who walked side by side with Dumbledore and was obviously equal in status all brought a great shock to Slytherin, who admired strength and power.

Or maybe only the Slytherin students noticed the true purpose of the Daomen's appearance, which was to declare force.

If the power behind Zhang is so strong. If the old man who looked as good as Dumbledore was really that powerful

Then the Dark Lord. No. Mystery man. No. Voldemort. No! That half-breed Tom, who only babbles like a madman, is a piece of!

I! I want to be a good person!

Malfoy was keenly aware of the faint change in the pureblood, and in a state of agitation, Ma Tianlong jumped onto the table in the common room and loudly announced that he would definitely get the Goblet of Fire.

Make Slytherin 'Great Again'!

Zhang Xiao sat on the side and watched Malfoy 'go crazy', but felt that the current pony was a hundred times cuter than in the original book!

The Slytherin wizards cheered indulgently, and you rarely saw the always cold little snake show such a wild side.

They sang and raised their butterbeer, and the brilliant fireworks exploded in the underground common room, and the song was wafting through the air.

The little snakes held hands and danced in a Slytherin.

In this noisy atmosphere, Zhang Xiao inexplicably felt a trace of tranquility.

It was peace of mind.

Everything around seemed to be quiet.

With a quiet smile on her face, Zhang Xiao watched them laugh, watched them dance, watched the entire common room gradually lose its color and turn into pure black and white, and then it was like broken glass, leaving only endless darkness.

It seems to be a blink of an eye.

Zhang Xiao has come to the long-lost hall of thinking, this room is still so quiet, in the center of the "No Curse" and "No Word Book" are suspended in the air, far away, one black and one white, exuding its own atmosphere.

The cathode is born and yang, and the anode is born yin, and the black and white breath they emit is connected from end to end, endlessly, and the light and extinguish are uncertain.

Zhang Xiao sat on the recliner under the window, did not read, just lay quietly on the rocking chair, gently swaying, again and again, there was a warm sunshine outside the window that I don't know where it came from.

A boxy bright spot was cast on the floor.

Malfoy who is no longer in the guise of arrogance, Harry who reconciles with his family and has a 'father' again, Ron who is confident and not in poverty, Neville who shines like a diamond, and Hermione who is no longer a jack-of-all-trades.

And Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Pixie, Lupin, Dumbledore.

Looking back on the past few years, I have changed so many people and things, and I have unconsciously completely integrated into this place and the world.

His heart is no longer wandering, this heart is my hometown, and Longhu Mountain is his root.

At this moment, Zhang Xiao felt that he was finally no longer a passerby, a traveler, and he really lived here.

is no longer Li Sui'an from the previous life, but Zhang Xiao.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a little fat in the cabin, with a hearty smile on his face, waving at him.

It's like saying goodbye.

So he smiled too, stretched out his hand and waved:

"Goodbye. Li Sui'an."

'Kara' seemed to be cracking with something invisible, but a trace of realization rose in Zhang Xiao's heart.

Fragmented. It's shackles.

An unprecedented lightness permeated from the depths of his soul, and he closed his eyes and exhaled softly.

So far, there are no shackles in the heart, and there are no barriers in the body. Soul and body are one!

Zhang Xiao opened her eyes, only to find that there was a deathly silence in the common room.

The Slytherins who had been celebrating had stopped celebrating for some time, and were sitting quietly on the sidelines, staring at themselves.

"What's wrong, Draco?"

Zhang Xiao stood up and did a few chest expansion exercises, only to feel comfortable as if he had taken off a thick iron coat.

"You were a few minutes ago - suddenly there was a golden light, like a candle, and the fireplace was not as lit as you were!"

Malfoy said quickly in an exclamatory tone, and then asked curiously, "Zhang, what's going on?" I don't think you're a little different.

It's like - more real! ”

Zhang Xiao stretched her waist, with a bright smile, and said softly:

"Draco, I'm just finally getting it—who I am."

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

(End of chapter)