Chinese students at Hogwarts

For the next month, Zhang Xiao drove as he pleased without a clear destination.

He walked on the beaches of the Jurassic Coast and used confusion spells to buy special cocktails from the bartenders in unknown taverns.

Stroll on the Carrick-a-Rope Bridge and go fishing on Lake Windermere.

We snuck into Buckingham Palace for a nap, and also pitched a tent in Glencoe Gorge to gaze up at the stars.

In Loch Ness, a horse-shaped water monster rides freely in the lake.

I sat in on classes at Cambridge and Oxford (although I didn’t understand them), and cheered for wonderful goals at Old Trafford with my fists in the air.

Follow your nature, follow your heart, practice, and cultivate yourself.

"Crack, crackle" the bonfire was burning brightly, and the sound of tiny wood cracking kept making.

Zhang Xiao sat cross-legged in front of the bonfire, humming a tune and spinning the meat skewers on the grill. Although it was summer, the nights in the valley were still cold.

A one-month trip is neither long nor short, but the scenery seen on the road and the people and things experienced are the best experiences. Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles.

Every little touch makes his life richer.

Even if he didn't practice deliberately, Zhang Xiao could still feel his improvement.

The meat brushed with oil gradually turned brown under the flames, and after being sprinkled with seasonings, it became even more fragrant. Zhang Xiao swallowed and poked it skillfully with chopsticks.

Well, it feels moderate, so it should be almost ready.

Ignoring the heat, I just took a few puffs and bit it eagerly.

Chili pepper, cumin, plus that chewy texture.

Zhang Xiao smacked his lips and tasted it carefully. To say it was delicious would be an understatement. It couldn't compare to a professional barbecue stall anyway.

"Zi~~~~Bo~~~~~"

Humming the background music in the short video, he took out the tent from the Qiankun bag. He did not use magic, but just like in his previous life, he looked at the instructions and knocked out the fixed steel nails a little clumsily.

Tents can be bought casually in outdoor stores. Sometimes a spacious and luxurious magic tent may not necessarily feel better than a small ordinary tent.

Human beings are always like this. When they don't have it, they crazily want to have it, but after they have it, they start to miss the past, which is contradictory and awkward.

Zhang Xiao lay on his back on the air mattress and looked through the transparent skylight of the tent.

The nights here are particularly cool, and you can even see the scene that you often saw when you were lying on the threshing floor when you were a child - the stars in the sky.

In the dazzling starry sky, you can vaguely see the Milky Way lying across the endless night sky.

Zhang Xiao just looked at the stars in the sky quietly, the bright moonlight, and the chirping of insects.

I just feel that the universe is vast and time and space are infinite. What do humans mean?

What about Voldemort? It’s just ants and dust.

After a while, Zhang Xiao fell asleep.

As he breathed, he immediately switched to the Taoist breathing method that had become instinctive over the years.

The hazy golden light loomed under the skin, bloomed little by little, and finally emerged from the body.

Accompanied by his breathing, there was a rhythmic expansion and contraction.

The moonlight fell gently on his body from the sky. Under the pull of the golden light, the moonlight turned into strands of moonlight gauze like substance and draped over his body.

The true scene is born, from yin to yang, the water fills the mysterious wheel, the golden dew shines, the water source is smooth, the radiance shines in the palace, the qi increases and shines, and it flies.

When the first ray of sunlight pierced the darkness and dawn appeared, Zhang Xiao opened his eyes and felt refreshed and indescribably clear.

I performed health-preserving punches as usual until I broke out into a thin layer of sweat.

Zhang Xiao then took out a small box and took out a palm-sized mini cabin.

This cabin is extremely exquisite, even the windows the size of fingernails are made of real glass.

Not to mention other details.

I looked around and found a flat place to put the hut down.

Well - casting a spell without a wand is not powerful enough, so you need the assistance of a wand.

He drew his wand and pointed it at the hut.

【Engorgio】(Expansion spell!)

The mini house expanded and grew at an extremely fast speed, turning into a full-sized house in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Xiao opened the door and walked in.

Inside is a luxurious bath and even a small steam room.

He filled himself with clear water like a spring, heated it up easily, and jumped in eagerly.

Or it can be said that magic is the ultimate self-interest. There is nothing you can't think of, but nothing you can't do.

This portable little room is inspired by the movies and anime I watched in my previous life.

For example, Doraemon’s Travel House and Ant-Man’s Suitcase Building.

I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn’t expect it to work. In addition to this kind of portable bathroom, the Qiankun bag also has a portable bedroom, a portable three-bedroom and one living room, a portable two-story building, and a portable swimming pool.

After enjoying a hot bath, Zhang Xiao put away his things and looked into the distance with squinted eyes.

Next stop, The Burrow!

The box Harry was going to take to school had been packed. It was filled with things for him to go to school and all his most precious treasures - the Invisibility Cloak inherited from his father, birthday gifts from his friends, There are also the gloves given by Dudley.

It is worth mentioning that Dudley and Aunt Petunia also helped me when I was cleaning up.

Sirius didn't seem to know how to face Petunia and Dudley, since he was the one who told Vernon where the church was.

It was also he who finally Apparated the Dursleys with him, and everyone knew it was not Sirius' fault.

But the passage of time has undoubtedly made the unruly young master Black mature a lot. He just can't forgive himself, just as he pretended to be clever and changed the secret keeper of the Loyalty Curse more than ten years ago, which led to the tragic death of his best brother.

Harry felt that life was strange now. He still didn't have much communication with Aunt Petunia and Dudley at home, but life was different.

They were all trying to treat each other as family members, which was a bit awkward, and Vernon's name would be mentioned unconsciously during occasional conversations.

Whenever this happens, the atmosphere immediately cools down and everyone stops talking.

Although Malfoy called and laughed at him, Harry had to admit that Malfoy was indeed taking this matter seriously.

Aunt Petunia got a great position in Little Whinging, with good pay and easy work.

Although Harry didn't say it, Petunia still guessed that it was this nephew who helped, and said "thank you" for the first time during dinner.

Because Aunt Petunia has to go to work, Harry does a lot of the housework on weekdays.

Mowing the lawn and tidying things up, Dudley would help if he came back early.

Harry used to hate these jobs, but now he felt like doing them willingly.

Every day I read books, do housework, exercise in the cabin at the back, and occasionally fight with Dudley.

The days are leisurely and comfortable.

Sirius seemed to have been very busy during the summer vacation, and when he came back occasionally, he only brought some gifts to Harry. Through a few words from his godfather, Harry learned that all members of Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix were busy.

They searched for hidden traces of Death Eaters all over the world, but their progress was not smooth.

During the battle in the church, the Death Eaters who suffered heavy casualties seemed to have disappeared from the world out of thin air.

The more this happened, the more uneasy Dumbledore and the people in the Order of the Phoenix felt. Even if no one urged them, the sense of urgency in their hearts still made them work overtime.

"They'll arrive at five o'clock?"

Aunt Petunia, dressed in professional attire, stood aside and asked suddenly.

Harry was interrupted from his thoughts and subconsciously answered "Yes."

One day ago, driven by curiosity, Mr. Arthur finally couldn't hold himself back and tried to use the phone for the first time.

After causing many ridiculous accidents, he successfully contacted Harry.

And agreed to pick him up at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

Dudley, who was also wearing a pair of trousers, twisted his tie awkwardly:

"Driving over here?"

Although Harry didn't know why Dudley and Aunt Petunia had to dress so formally and wait here.

But looking at them, it seemed like it was an important meeting, so they wisely chose to keep the questions in mind.

"Maybe? Well - at least Mr. Arthur can drive."

Harry suddenly remembered Mr. Arthur's classic car in the second grade, which was full of personality.

Zhang said that their lives were saved by the classic car, but the classic car disappeared after being repaired.

It is said that he went to pursue freedom and lived happily in the Forbidden Forest. Occasionally he would go to Hagrid to clean his whole body.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the fireplace in the living room.

The Dursleys' fireplace was sealed, with a fake electric stove burning coal in front.

At this moment, there was a heavy banging and rubbing sound from behind the fireplace.

The three people immediately focused their attention on the fireplace.

Their questions were soon answered, as the voices of several people came from behind the sealed fireplace.

"Ouch!

No, Fred - go back, go back, it must be a mistake - tell George not to - Ouch! No, George, there’s no room for more people here. Go back and tell Ron—"

"Maybe Harry can hear us, Dad - maybe he can let us out -"

Then, several fists hit the wall panel behind the electric stove hard.

"Harry? Harry, can you hear me?"

Harry suddenly reacted, Floo powder! They came through the fireplace.

He hurried to the fireplace and shouted through the wainscot.

"Mr. Weasley? Can you hear me?"

The sound of fists hitting the wall stopped. Someone on the mantelpiece said, "Hush!"

"Mr. Weasley, this is Harry...the fireplace is sealed. There's no way you can get out of here."

"What?" said Mr. Weasley's voice, "The fireplace is sealed? What about winter?"

"They got an electric stove," Harry explained.

"Really?" Mr. Weasley's voice became excited, "You mean, live? Is there a plug? That's great, I must see it... Let me think about it...

Children, children..." Mr. Weasley's vague voice said: "I'm thinking about what to do... okay... this is the only thing... Harry, stand back. "

Stand back?

Wait a minute - is he going to blow up the fireplace?

"No - wait!" Harry stretched out his hand, just about to say that there were tools over there to take it apart.

But there was a loud "boom" sound, the sealed fireplace exploded, and rubble flew out mixed with debris on the fireplace.

Petunia screamed and fell back in fright. In desperation, Harry instinctively took out his wand:

"Armor protection!"

But the one who was faster than him was Dudley. Dudley quickly picked up the duster placed on the sofa and blocked it in front of Petunia.

It was like a divine help that pushed away the flying debris.

Unfortunately, all of Harry's attention was focused on the Iron Armor Charm. The unfolded transparent barrier blocked most of the debris, but he ignored his cousin's wonderful performance.

Mr. Weasley, Fred, George and Ron were thrown out along with a large pile of rubble.

"It finally came out——"

Mr. Weasley gasped, his glasses askew and his green robes stained with dust as he held out his hand.

"Ah - hello, I'm Arthur, Arthur Weasley, we were - well, we met."

Dudley immediately thought of this man with fiery red hair. In the church, he worked in unison with a fat aunt and knocked down many people.

He pursed his lips, walked forward, followed Vernon's example, held Arthur's hand, and said a little awkwardly:

"Hello, I'm Dudley, Dudley Dursley."

Behind him, Petunia covered her mouth, her eyes instantly turned red, Dudley. Dudley had grown up.

"Oh - yes - sorry, are you Dudley? It's so different from that!" Arthur shook hands with Dudley and said.

He turned to look at the exploding fireplace: "It's all my fault. I'm really sorry. Don't worry. I'll get it done for you in a moment. I'll light a fire and send the children back. Then before I apparate away, I can Help you fix your fireplace.”

Dudley did not dwell on the shattered fireplace, but instead was a little curious:

"Fireplace? Can you travel through the fireplace?"

"Of course!" Arthur was a little surprised, but just as he was crazy about Muggle things, he was also keen on explaining wizard stuff to Dudley.

"Strictly speaking, Muggle fireplaces are not supposed to be connected to the Internet - but I have a very helpful contact in the Floo Management Group who helped me get it done.

If you're interested, you can check it out later when we pass the fireplace. "

Ron rushed up to Harry, hugged him, winked and said:

"Man, cool armor charm! By the way - how are you doing?"

He raised an eyebrow in Dudley and Petunia's direction.

Harry then remembered that he had just used the spell, and then thought that Mr. Arthur was here.

He shrugged and said with a smile: "Anyway, I'm having a good time."

not bad? Ron's mouth opened in surprise. In his memory, every time they came here, they saved Harry from misery, but this time they actually said it was not bad?

They chatted animatedly on the sidelines, and Dudley tried to imitate an adult's behavior, making small talk, and clumsily inviting the Arthur family to sit down for a cup of tea.

Arthur saw Dudley's embarrassment and unaccustomedness, but the wizard did not mean to laugh at him. On the contrary, he responded to Dudley with his greatest enthusiasm.

He also clumsily tried to praise everything about the Dursleys.

Anyway, in this strange atmosphere, Harry suddenly found himself sitting at the table with the Weasley family at some point.

Aunt Petunia was in the kitchen making tea while they chatted about the weather and ate freshly baked cookies and apple pie.

Everyone could see that Dudley was trying hard to continue the topic, but he was really not good at it. Fortunately, Arthur was more willing to ask questions that even children knew.

"Oh? Is that a TV? It's so strange!"

"They're electric, aren't they?" he said knowingly. "Ah, yes, I saw the plugs. I collect plugs."

He said to Dudley again: "There are also batteries, I have collected many, many batteries.

My wife thought I was crazy, but you see, I was right. "

He always exclaimed in surprise at everything he saw, as if it were a unique treasure.

Finally, Ron's crazy look reminded him of something.

"Hello, Harry!" Mr. Weasley said cheerfully, "Has your suitcase been packed?"

"It's upstairs." Harry put down the teacup and smiled at him.

"Let's move it down," Fred volunteered immediately.

He and George winked at Harry and left the living room.

Harry immediately had a bad feeling that Fred and George were up to something, and while the twins were really great, there was no doubting their ability to do mischief.

To everyone's surprise, Dudley also stood up:

"Let me help too!"

"Okay," said Mr. Weasley, glancing back to the living room.

The usually spotless living room was now filled with dust and broken bricks. He also stood up and expressed his apology again:

"Well - I'm sorry for making your house look like this. I just want to clean it up now."

Harry followed the others up the stairs.

Just as he arrived at the bedroom, Harry saw Fred and George having identical evil smiles on their faces at the same time.

Fred seemed to accidentally slip a bag of candy from his pocket.

The sugar inside rolled everywhere - big, round toffee candies, wrapped in colorful icing.

Fred lay on the ground, hurriedly picked up the candy and stuffed it back into his pocket. George shouted exaggeratedly:

"Oh - damn, Fred - this is the high-end candy we bought, known as the best toffee!

Pick it up quickly! "

They lay on the ground picking it up, but they winked at Harry and smiled evilly, and Harry suddenly understood what they were going to do.

This must be enchanted toffee!

If it was in the past, he would have been happy to see Dudley get punished, but it was different now. Just like Dudley said, man, since there is reconciliation, it is true reconciliation.

He hurriedly wanted to go over and stop him, because he had already seen Dudley lying on the ground struggling to reach a few candies under the bed, and the smiles on Fred and George's faces grew bigger and bigger.

"Wait a minute, Fred, George, wait a minute!" Harry called to the two of them in a low voice.

But he heard Fred whisper: "Look, Harry, I promise to surprise you!"

At this moment, Dudley's voice came from behind:

"Hey--"

The three of them turned around together and saw Dudley spreading his hands, with two delicious-looking toffees lying in his palm.

His voice was small, but with great sincerity:

"Your candy!"

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