In a palatial room with a recorvenation, Voldemort leaned back in a soft armchair, and a nearby fireplace burned softly.

The long, narrow, blood-red eyes, like two slits, glowed with strange colors in the light of the firelight.

Directly in front of him, the magic projection was playing the first round of the event.

Voldemort looked at the image nonchalantly, gently stroking Nagini's head.

Until Zhang Xiao stood in front of the fire dragon on the screen, his body rose with a violent golden light.

His gaze finally took on a hint of interest, as if he had seen some prey.

When the thick, electric spell knocked down the dragon, the remaining light lingered in Voldemort's eyes for a long time.

"Bella—" His cold voice echoed low through the room.

"Master—you call me" A few chairs behind him, Bellatrix stood up, hurried to Voldemort's side, and bent over.

Voldemort stroked Nagini, "In the church, he was the one who prevented you from killing the others?" ”

Bellatrix viciously looked at Zhang Xiao on the screen who was picking up the key around the dragon's neck:

"It's him, master, he seems to have a strange spell, and when he's in church, he also glows on his body, and he's fast"

The other Death Eaters, who had remained silent, also recalled the day when a golden light flickered back and forth in the church.

The feeling of powerlessness that could not be aimed and missed, they never thought that as a noble wizard, they would actually be killed by cold weapons.

They didn't dare to make a loud noise, but could only murmur in agreement.

The red light in Voldemort's eyes grew brighter and brighter, he hated geniuses, and the little wizard in front of him was undoubtedly geniuses.

"Master—" Bellatrix said cautiously, "we—shall we kill him?" ”

Kill him? Voldemort only felt that all kinds of emotions were flooding in his head, making it difficult for him to think about it, so he could only endure the irritability in his heart, and his cold voice was much louder:

"What did Umbridge and Barty say?"

Another hooded Death Eater approached and whispered:

"The host, Barty said that the plan went well and that there was nothing to do, and he said that what we are doing now is to hide.

Umbridge—"

He paused:

Umbridge said that many Muggle magnates were so tenacious that they were almost instantly free from the Imperius Curse, and some even pretended to be under the Imperius Curse and tried to control her instead.

However, she had already found a few weak-willed people, and she had gradually figured out how Muggles did things.

Overall it went well. ”

Voldemort felt that all kinds of chaotic emotions were getting worse and worse, and he only felt that the little wizard who was being praised by the narrator on the magic projection was getting more and more dazzling.

He suddenly drew his wand, as if to pierce the little wizard's head in the projection, and a spell similar to the one in the previous projection erupted from the tip of the wand.

The raging air swept everything around it, and the terrifying spell hit the wall where the curtain was hung, and the violent eruption carried a cloud of smoke and dust flying away.

The Death Eaters looked at Voldemort, who was becoming more and more moody like a madman, but did not dare to show anything.

He could only crawl on the ground like a quail and shiver.

After the destruction, Voldemort felt much more comfortable, and he stood up, followed by Nagini with a horrible hiss.

"Let's go, baby"

Voldemort muttered softly, glancing back at the vanishing projection.

Dare to be about as powerful as his usual spells, fourth grade

The sunlight shone through the window and shone on the white blackout curtains, carrying a hazy, fine dust drifting in the air.

It is a sense of the vicissitudes of history, a wordless account of the ups and downs of thousands of years.

Zhang Xiao opened her eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling and the curtains around her.

The tip of the nose lingers with the 'smell of the sun's bedding' and the spicy 'fragrance' of the potion.

Hogwarts Infirmary, its own Promised Land

I- I'm back!

Zhang Xiao glanced at the calendar on the table, and as expected, 2 days had passed.

Except for some physical weakness caused by being too relaxed, other aspects can be said to be good and scary.

It seems that a lot of incredible things can be done with just one thought.

Jumping out of bed and doing a few chest expansion exercises, the bell hanging at the head of the bed had already shaken on its own, but no sound came out.

This magical bell, when it shakes, causes the corresponding bell to ring in Madam Pomfrey's office.

In a few moments, Madam Pomfrey hurried over to the hem of her apron.

She frowned and gave herself a detailed examination, and finally showed a smile:

"Zhang, recovery is very good, Snape's medicine. Although I think he should put more energy into werewolf antidotes and dragon pox and stuff like that.

But his medicine was as effective as ever. ”

Let Snape research the Wolf Poison Potion? It's better to kill him, Zhang Xiao nodded, but suddenly remembered something:

"Madam Pomfrey, is Harry here?"

"Where's the bed next to you—" Madam Pomfrey pouted at the bed next door, and Zhang Xiao suddenly noticed that the beds in the entire school infirmary were covered with curtains that represented someone.

This. Is this full?

Perhaps seeing Zhang Xiao's expression, Madam Pomfrey sighed helplessly:

"All of them are warriors from various schools, and a few of them are badly wounded, and they will have to lie down until at least Christmas."

Her eyebrows were twisted together, and she said in a very confused tone:

"I don't understand, what the hell do these children think, isn't it good to live?

Why did they shout something 'Ula' and rushed towards the fire dragon in a swarm, they seriously injured 4 people, and all of them triggered the automatic protection props.

The poor dragon also had its wings and one claw broken, and several teeth were missing, and it screamed very badly. ”

Zhang Xiao opened her mouth, Maozi, it must be Maozi, and only Maozi can do this kind of thing.

"The others, the students of Vagado, are also very strange, he actually turned into an elephant and wanted to fight the dragon!"

Madam Pomfrey babbled as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances she had accumulated over this time.

At last she was in a much better mood and pointed to the next door:

"Go check it out, his symptoms are similar to yours, he just needs to sleep for a few days."

Zhang Xiao nodded, and first went to visit Harry, the savior who was sleeping on the bed.

Sure enough, as he thought, Harry had fallen into a coma from too much consumption, and Snape's potion could be said to be the perfect solution.

The Water of Life and Death was originally intended to be used as a powerful anesthetic, and the Dark Wizard loved it.

I didn't expect it to be weakened, but it had an exceptionally good calming effect.

Zhang Xiao had already decided to import this excellent potion into China, and this kind of excessive consumption was really not uncommon in Daomen.

After all, as soon as the Empty Ming Realm opened, it was a huge amount of consumption.

Harry didn't have any big problems, and Zhang Xiao was relieved to leave.

He thanked Madam Pomfrey earnestly.

"Wait a minute—" Before leaving, Madam Pomfrey suddenly stopped him.

In Zhang Xiao's puzzled gaze, the queen of the school infirmary, who was always cold-faced, showed a gentle smile:

"Congratulations, you won the first place in the first round, come on!"

Zhang Xiao was stunned, and also showed a smile:

"Thank you, ma'am."

The reaction of the little wizards was beyond his expectations, and Zhang Xiao received a large applause and cheers wherever he went.

It seems that they don't treat Zhang Xiao as an outsider, but still regard him as a member of the school.

His victory was a Hogwarts victory.

In particular, both Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout praised Zhang's performance loudly in class.

Even Professor McGonagall couldn't help but smile when she saw her.

Hogwarts finished in the top two of the competition, and Professor McGonagall was proud of Hogwarts as his home.

As for Professor Snape, this professor is a little different from the way others express their emotions, he just silently gave Zhang Xiao a new batch of life and death water.

Zhang Xiao was greatly moved, and reminded herself once again that she must prepare a Christmas gift for Professor Snape.

The real celebration is in the Slytherin common room.

When Zhang Xiao left the infirmary and arrived at the common room in the evening, she almost thought she had walked into some party.

Inside was a group of excited Slytherin wizards, looking at their fanatical expressions and flushed cheeks.

You can't tell at all that this is a Slytherin who is known for his ambition and calmness.

The self-proclaimed new aristocrats of Slytherins celebrated in their own way.

The large Slytherin common room tables were laid out with white cloth and arranged in a staggered manner.

Delicate pastries are placed on top, and gold-plated multi-tiered trays swirl under the influence of magic.

Pots of pumpkin juice and butterbeer weren't on the table, but in vats on the side, and they somehow got the champagne and made a pyramid out of crystal goblets.

Champagne flows back and forth in these glasses, and it looks full of style.

They set off some laborious fireworks, and many stars and sparks flashed in the air.

Most of these elite wizards have their own strengths, and some have cast magic on their instruments so that they can play the perfect background music for a drinking party.

Those who are good at painting have painted a lot of celebratory paintings, such as the scene of Zhang Xiao holding a golden egg in one hand and sitting lazily on a wooden chair turned into a treasure chest.

Zhang Xiao in the painting strokes her hair from time to time, making an expression of contempt for the world, and her eyes look at everyone with contempt.

Zhang Xiao dared to swear that she would never have such an action.

There is also a picture of Malfoy holding the golden egg in the air with both hands, and behind him are other teammates clasped together against their chests.

Ron Hermione Neville in the painting is about to turn into star-eyed eyes, looking at Malfoy with an adoring expression.

in a word

It's a Slytherin victory!

With a flawless smile, he dealt with the little wizards who came to congratulate him, Zhang Xiao picked up the plate and found what he liked to eat.

I was really hungry after lying in bed for two days.

Malfoy held one hand behind his back, clutching the crystal bottle in his hand, and kept shaking the red wine in the glass.

"La Romanee-Conti, taken from my father, with a little bit of trickery – it tastes good."

The pony looked down and sniffed deeply, and couldn't help but admire:

"Intense and persistent aroma, delicate and mellow, with delicate and powerful tannins, balanced and condensed, velvety texture silky and elegant.

You should try it, I know, China is all about baijiu. ”

Zhang Xiao could see that Ma Gongzi really understood, and he seemed to have told himself that he had to learn to taste wine before.

Zhang Xiao is different, he only likes queer grape juice.

He took a wine glass from the floating plate and sniffed it, but he didn't smell anything but red wine.

"By the way, because you went to the hospital, you missed the following project notice, and the second project will be held in three months."

Zhang Xiao nodded, raised his head and took a sip, smacking his lips, he couldn't get used to drinking.

"Where's the golden egg? Are Golden Eggs a Clue? ”

"It's not—" Malfoy shook his head, puzzled and thoughtful on his face:

"Professor McGonagall only said that the effect of the golden egg will be announced when the time is up, and it will not be opened until then.

We tried in various ways, and sure enough, it couldn't be opened. ”

Well, Zhang Xiao touched her chin, thinking it was a clue or something, maybe she still needed to put it in the water to hear it.

But the purpose has changed, but it's no wonder that the first round has not been the same.

I just didn't expect what kind of game the second level would be.

However, looking at the difficulty of the first level, the difficulty of the second level will only be higher than that of the original book

Zhang Xiao understood, put down the matter of the golden egg, and asked another question that he was more concerned about:

"Have you gone to the Room of Requirement?"

"Responsive House? Why did you go anywhere? ”

Malfoy asked suspiciously, and Zhang Xiao reacted at this time, knowing that Ms. Glove was the only one who was alone.

Several of the young wizards thought that the big guy was secretly teaching them this way, and they all guessed Dumbledore.

Of course I won't go to the Room of Requirement to thank Ms. Glove, uh - Ms. Glove told her not to reveal her identity.

It seems that I can only go on my own, and it just so happens that the magic projection disc of the first round of the competition should also come out.

Show it to the glove lady so she knows she's not having a bad job.

After waiting for a day, Zhang Xiao finally used his status as a warrior to get the rubber plate of the game from Professor McGonagall.

Still in the lavish bedroom, the glove lady was not in the long screening room, but quietly floating above the sofa.

It was as if an elegant lady was sitting there waiting for the arrival of the guests.

The first words of the meeting made Zhang Xiao, who had not had time to speak, look serious.

"On the day of the game, someone came to the Room of Requirement, which was the secret room where things were hidden."

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

Alas, repeated high fever, 40 degrees, the hospital said that the purulent tonsillitis does not go away, the high fever does not go away, it is quite a toss.

(End of chapter)