Chinese students at Hogwarts

The three little ones went back contentedly, and they discussed enthusiastically what they would do with the magic stone if they had it.

"It's the Midas touch! If I had it, I would definitely create a mountain of gold and laugh at Malfoy!" Ron's face was red and his eyes were blurred. He seemed to have seen a mountain of gold behind him. Malfoy was frustrated. Wipe tears in front of him.

"As for me, I want to give him to Professor Dumbledore. Isn't he an important person who maintains the stability of the wizarding world? If he continues to live, the wizarding world will definitely be more prosperous, right?"

Harry thought for a while and felt that there was enough gold in his vault, and he was still young and had not considered death yet. He only thought of this use.

"Idiot, Harry, Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel are good friends. He must have a bunch of elixirs, right?"

Ron pointed out the flaws in his friend's words without mercy.

"That's true." Harry nodded, "but I can't think of any other use besides this."

"Rather than this, I'd rather know how the Philosopher's Stone is made." Hermione interjected: "This must be a very, very, very difficult production process! Oh my god, I'm so interested!"

"What about you? Zhang, what do you want to use the magic stone for?" Ronya thought for a while and asked Zhang Xiao.

I? Zhang Xiao really hasn't thought about this problem. He has no shortage of wealth. In his father's words, people in Taoist circles don't know how to spend their money. Moreover, he has great doubts about the magic stone's ability to turn stone into gold.

Either there is a limit, or the output is impressive. If there is no limit to the production of gold, it is estimated that the wizarding world will have inflation long ago.

As for immortality, he thought of his parents. They looked young, but in fact they were almost sixty. Taoists generally had longer life spans. There were many who wanted to pursue the Tao without heirs. It was normal to have children in their fifties.

Dumbledore is a centenarian. If he doesn't die, it seems that he has the momentum to survive to 200.

And according to my own guess, the elixir made by the magic stone should also have considerable restrictions. First of all, the two of them have no children, although they are very loving.

Secondly, they lived alone for more than 600 years. If there were no restrictions, as a person like Nicoléme, he should not hesitate to share the elixir of life with others. In more than 600 years, he would have witnessed many separations and deaths.

This kind of loneliness and pain is not what most people are willing to endure.

Therefore, only Voldemort, who was sick and in a hurry to seek medical treatment, would be interested in this kind of magic stone that came with a huge price.

Zhang Xiao agrees with a saying that everything in the world is an exchange of equal value, but many times you don’t know what you are exchanging.

He raised his head and looked up at the stars in the sky, as if he wanted to take in the entire galaxy:

"Me? Maybe make a glass cover to cover it, put a note on it and put it as a collection at home."

The three of them all expressed their contempt for Zhang Xiao's wasteful behavior and decided not to discuss this interesting topic with Zhang Xiao.

Zhang Xiao listened to the cheerful laughter and increasingly outrageous usage of the three little ones, and felt that it was wonderful that time could stay at this moment.

It is easy to move from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to move from luxury to frugality. Originally, Zhang Xiao felt that she could still persevere, but after Hagrid made cabbage stew, she could no longer eat potatoes and various barbecued meats.

Zhang Xiao finally decided to launch a long-planned plan to open a small stove in Hogwarts!

Cedric was indeed the pride of Hufflepuff. When he learned that Zhang Xiao wanted to go to the Hogwarts kitchen, he very enthusiastically helped him point out the passage and thoughtfully told him many tips on getting along with elves.

For example, the keywords are "please", "thank you" and "help me". Do not talk to the elf about topics such as "rest", "weekends", and "salary".

They like to talk about their "struggles" and "contributions."

Being busy and being needed is their greatest happiness.

Zhang Xiao said goodbye to Cedric happily and stuffed a figure into his hand - Bulma in a bikini.

He forgot where he had read that Cedric was an otaku who liked figurines, but that didn't matter.

Cedric blushed with joy.

Go down the stairs from the tower until you come to a wooden door at the end.

Passing through the wooden door is a stone staircase. Below it is not a dark and gloomy underground passage like the one leading to Snape's underground classroom.

Instead, Zhang Xiao found himself in a wide stone corridor, brightly lit by torches and decorated with cheerful pictures, mostly of food.

This place is also very unfamiliar to him. Although the game in his previous life is sufficiently restored, there are still many differences.

Moreover, his main gaming energy was spent on learning black magic from 'Professor Sebastian', happily chewing on melons in the wild, and he really didn't spend much time on campus.

However, Zhang Xiao quickly discovered the entrance to the passage because the painting was too conspicuous.

A huge portrait that is 2 meters high, showing a huge silver bowl filled with fruits.

He stretched out his index finger and gently scratched the big green pear. The pear squirmed, giggled, and suddenly turned into a big green doorknob.

Zhang Xiao opened the door and walked into the kitchen. It was a large room with a high ceiling, as big as the auditorium above. There were many gleaming copper pots and basins piled beside the stone walls. At the other end of the room was a Large brick fireplace.

There are four huge long tables in the room, which are exactly the same as the auditorium above. The elves send food to the upper part through these four long enchanted tables.

Before Zhang Xiao could take a few more glances, the sound of bare feet hitting the ground could be heard all around.

A group of elves had already ran over quickly. They stopped 2 meters away in front of Zhang Xiao, bowed deeply, stared at him expectantly with their bright, huge eyes, and shouted enthusiastically:

"Hello, distinguished sir, may I help you? Are you hungry?"

Several elves carried huge silver plates on their heads, on which were placed pumpkin pies, beef pies and some snacks, as well as two beautiful, shiny silver pots, which should be pumpkin juice and milk.

Zhang Xiao carefully considered his words and said slowly:

"Hello, elves, I have something to ask you for help."

The elves suddenly became more excited. They blinked their big eyes and showed joy and happiness on their faces. It seemed that being needed was their greatest reward.

An elf who looked to be the oldest overpowered all the elves with a high-pitched voice, held his hands in front of his chest, and shouted loudly:

"Please tell me, distinguished sir, we are willing to solve your troubles!"

"Okay." Zhang Xiao felt a little uncomfortable. Even in his previous life, he had never enjoyed such warm hospitality when he went to clubs that boasted first-class service.

"I am an international student from China. The food in my hometown is very different from the food here, which makes me very uncomfortable."

Before Zhang Xiao finished speaking, he was interrupted by the high-pitched screams of the elves.

He watched in stunned silence as the elves covered their faces and sobbed loudly. The leading elf beat his chest while crying and screaming:

"Shame! This is a great shame!"

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The house elves at Hogwarts own Hogwarts, and students are equivalent to young masters.