Drink Black Tea Calmly at Hogwarts

Zhang Xu, who was caught off guard and received a slap, had his legs weak and almost fell to his knees on the spot. At this moment, the big hand that had just patted his shoulder suddenly grabbed his shoulder and lifted it up, which prevented Zhang Xu from kneeling down.

"Why are your legs weak?" A deep voice came from behind Zhang Xu, "Young man, you can't do this."

After Zhang Xu stood firm, he turned back with a black line and saw two white-haired old men in Chinese tunic suits standing behind him. One of them is Mr. Zhao, and the other old man who is retracting his hand is not tall, just over 1.6 meters tall, but has a very strong build. From his facial features, it can be seen that he comes from the Mongolian grassland area.

"Master Tiger, I was injured a few days ago, and I'm still not feeling well yet." Zhang Xu said to the short old man with a grimace.

The old man Zhang Xu called "Tiger Lord" was named Sukhbalu, an alchemist from the Mongolian grasslands. Because Sukhbalu's Chinese meaning is "tiger", Zhang Xu calls him "Tiger Lord". As for Mr. Zhao and the older generation, they still call him "Huzi" as they used to call him nearly a hundred years ago.

Sukhbalu glanced at Zhang Xu, then at Furong beside him, and the next second his face immediately changed to an "I understand" expression: "Well, I'll just treat you as injured... Oops... "

Mr. Zhao on the side interrupted Sukhbalu's teasing of Zhang Xu with a standard whip kick. He said: "Don't be immoral all day long, Xiao Zhang is really hurt."

"Okay, okay, you are old and you have the final say." Sukhbalu looked at him as if surrendering.

Zhang Xu looked at the two old naughty boys who were more than 200 years old in total and had no feeling in his heart. Even Furong was not surprised.

"Xiao Zhang, do you want to go back to school for dinner later?" Mr. Zhao asked.

Zhang Xu nodded, took out his crutches and replied, "I'm going back now."

"Why are you going back so early? It would be great to take a leave and stay here with your wife. We won't laugh at you." Sukhbalu said from the side, "Do you have other wives in school?"

Zhang Xu pretended not to hear.

At this time, Mr. Zhao said to Zhang Xu: "You can stay here for dinner tonight, and I will ask for a leave for you."

After Mr. Zhao finished speaking, he pulled out a European-style magic wand.

"The Patronus Charm from Europe is quite good to use as a reminder."

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As the spell of the patron saint fell, a big bird as tall as a person made of silvery white mist appeared in front of Zhang Xu and the others. After Mr. Zhao said a few words to it to help Zhang Xu ask for leave, It jumped up and flew towards Hogwarts.

"Mighty old man!" Zhang Xu exclaimed from the side, "I didn't expect that the guardian ostrich can fly so beautifully. I will study it another day and see if I can turn my panda into a flying panda."

?Red-crowned crane?ヽ( # ?д?)つ—)?o?)

"How do you pronounce these words?!"

(｀⌒′)つ—?tuóniǎo?

A group of people walked into the building of the UK office of "Approaching Science" amidst the noise, and then sat down in the living room. There were a lot of people in the living room today, but it was the free time before dinner, and everyone gathered together in twos and threes to brag and chat.

"Xiao Zhang, who is guarding Dumbledore's tomb?" Sukhbalu asked Zhang Xu solemnly.

"That's him." Zhang Xu nodded, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle Zhao and I just went to visit Dumbledore's grave and met him." Sukhbalu replied.

"Oh?" Zhang Xu glanced at Sukhbalu in surprise, "Master Tiger, how come you are related to Dumbledore?"

"I fell into his hands before." Sukhbalu sighed and replied, "I didn't expect that the moment we met back then would end up being forever. I thought I could get back together."

"Oh!"×2

Zhang Xu had never heard anyone mention this before, so he looked at Sukhbalu with interest, and even Furong entered the gossip listening mode.

"Tsk..." Mr. Zhao on the side said disdainfully, "You deserve it. The little tricks of you three brothers were exposed on the steel plate."

At this time, Zhang Xu changed from the gossip mode to the black line mode. He thought that Sukhbalu and Dumbledore had fought before, but Sukhbalu was defeated.

Sukhbalu has two brothers. The three of them like to tease each other by their names when they are drinking together. If you treat us as friends, we will call each other by name after three bowls of wine. His two brothers were named Sebutenbalzhuer and Orzhe Yitmur Erkebabai. It turned out that day they met Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.

After realizing that things were not fun, Zhang Xu asked the two old men: "You two are always in China, why did you come to the UK this time? Are you here for vacation?"

"How can such a good thing happen?" Mr. Zhao shook his head and said, "We are on a business trip just like a certain durian. We have been so busy running around these past few days. In the afternoon, we took some time to pay homage to Deng Bu. profitable."

After Fleur saw the three of them starting to talk about business, she left the living room and went to help in the kitchen.

Zhang Xu ignored a certain piece of fruit and asked in surprise: "You two national pillars are coming to the UK on a business trip. Are you going to help Lafayette suppress bandits?"

Both of the two people in front of them had met Lafayette, and Sukhbalu even said: "This Lafayette in England is much more powerful than my cousin-in-law. We don't need us to help her suppress bandits."

After Sukhbalu finished speaking, he glanced at the stunned Zhang Xu and said triumphantly: "It seems that I haven't told you, kid, that my ancestor is Qianlong's princess."

Zhang Xugang wanted to admire him, but he suddenly remembered that he had known a more powerful godfather thousands of years ago, so he just said "oh" and got over it.

"What big event is going to happen?" Zhang Xu asked.

"We are here to take the front line and assess the security situation in the UK." Mr. Zhao said, "You should know the rest."

Zhang Xu nodded and understood instantly. The only people who are qualified to send these two old revolutionaries who played the entire game on a business trip are high-ranking officials. So he was very knowledgeable and did not ask for details. The whereabouts of high-level officials were confidential. A water meter he checked in his previous life was someone who showed off on the Internet that the protagonist was going to inspect their unit three minutes before a news broadcast.

"Is there anything you need my cooperation with?" Zhang Xu asked.

"He went to your school for a walk, but I tried my best to stop him." Mr. Zhao said calmly.

The old man could say it as if nothing had happened, but Xiao Zhang couldn't listen as if nothing had happened. As for Hogwarts, Zhang Xu later learned that only the former British Prime Minister had quietly visited once after Dumbledore's funeral, and not even Lafayette.

"I'm afraid that he won't give up and suddenly makes demands to the British side." As the deputy chief of the security section of that place, Sukhbaru obviously knows that person's style better.

"And the British side has something to ask of us, so they might nod. After all, they can't control your school, so they just treat it as a favor." Mr. Zhao spread his hands helplessly.

"At worst, I will lose my face and rely on the old man to give advice." Zhang Xu felt that his head hurt a lot today, and then he discovered a question, "Why does the UK ask us for help?"

"Both of us can no longer hide," Zhao said. "So the top leaders of our two countries need to communicate with each other and discuss some issues. More importantly, the UK must learn some experiences from us."

Zhang Xu has spent a lot of time abroad in the past few years, and his mind has been occupied with things in the UK recently, so he found that his mind was not turned around for a while.

He asked: "It's understandable that Britain can't hide when it's at war, but what's going on at home? Has the food from any restaurant gone to Wangfujing?"

Mr. Zhao glanced helplessly at Zhang Xu and said, "What year is next year?"

"1998." Zhang Xu replied subconsciously. The next second, he reacted immediately. "It seems that I really can't hide it anymore."

At this time, Zhang Xu finally realized the seriousness of the problem. It was now the last few years of the 20th century. Although it was not like almost everyone had a mobile phone that could take pictures twenty-one years later, it was still more exposed than the time before twenty-one years ago. At that time, the number of cameras on people's mobile phones could be said to have doubled continuously. Even if I was lucky enough to escape this time, what about eleven years later? The post-Internet news is almost impossible to erase.

Do you want to tell the alchemists that everyone should continue to hide and pretend that our compatriots who are in the midst of natural disasters have not seen it?

If someone really says this, everyone will lose if that person doesn't sink to the bottom of the Mariana Trench in five minutes.

If the International Federation of Wizards dared to say something like this at this time, their headquarters would not be dismantled after 48 hours and everyone would lose.

Internationally, if people from other countries see that a group of "magicians" who only appear in legends appear in countries at both ends of the Eurasian continent almost at the same time, and these two countries are not small countries that can be ignored, plus this Two countries have been inherited for thousands of years, and the sun never sets on the other. So what will people around the world think?

Surprised, excited or scared?

Not only Zhang Xu, but also Mr. Zhao, the elder and Lafayette were unsure.

Now, this problem is not just a high-level problem, but has become a problem that every alchemist needs to think about. In this great era, there is no longer a place for everyone to live in seclusion. How to face the future is the question that everyone has been thinking about the most recently.

The conversation between the three ended when Sukhbalu waved his hand, and there was a faint sound of something breaking in the air. This was the protective shield that isolated the conversation between the three of them being removed.

With the protective cover removed, the smells of sweet and sour pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, braised pork ribs and Dongpo pork wafted over from the restaurant.

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