Harry Potter's Dharma

The arrival of James also heralded the arrival of the guests. From time to time, the crackling sound of teleportation could be heard from outside the room. Green flames lit up in the fireplace, and wizards walked out from the fireplace one after another.

"The transportation in this world is so convenient …" Zheng Fan muttered.

James, who was standing beside him, thought that Zheng Fan was referring to the wizarding world. He nodded with a smile and said, "You're right. Our Transfiguration Illusion is much more advanced than the Muggles' transportation."

Zheng Fan clicked his tongue. He realized that James was right, and he could not refute him.

But then again, what James said was not entirely true. Humans were able to invent rockets that could fly into space, and submersible vehicles that could dive into the deep sea. These were things that wizards could not do with their physical bodies!

He did not argue with James about this. It was meaningless.

At this time, the Slytherin students had started to gather around Zheng Fan. They still maintained the same habits as they did in school. They liked to center around Zheng Fan, James, Rush, and the others. The authority and charisma of these three people were much stronger than the other leaders at level 807.

Realizing that his corner was about to become the center of the ball, Zheng Fan hurriedly smiled and told James and the others to go play by themselves. If they continued to gather here, there would be no need for the ball.

Everyone understood this, and after saying goodbye to Zheng Fan, they dispersed to different parts of the hall.

As the crowd dispersed, Zheng Fan also noticed that some people were staring at him.

He casually glanced around. These slightly hostile gazes came from people he had never seen before. However, their hostility was not without reason. Zheng Fan could guess the reason why he was being looked at with hostility even if he used his toes to think.

First, he was too eye-catching. As a guest, a child, and an Asian, he had become the center of attention before the ball even started. This would definitely annoy many of the pretentious wizards.

Second, some of the things he had done before had been noticed, such as the battle between the two great families in Scotland.

Third, there were many members of Wesengamer present. When Zheng Fan led a group of Slytherin students to humiliate them during the second half of the semester, they were very unhappy. These idiots wanted to find a way to convict Zheng Fan of a crime and lock him up for a few years.

At the end of the day, they were just small fries that were nothing to worry about.

Just as Zheng Fan was thinking about this, there was a young man who looked like he had just graduated as a wizard. His name was Faur Wayne, and he was the young master of the Wayne family, a famous and wealthy wizard family in Southern England. He had just graduated two years ago. As a member of the Wayne family, every time he appeared at a banquet, everyone would surround him.

What the hell is going on today? Why are they all surrounding an Asian?

If this could be tolerated, what could not be tolerated?

Holding a glass of wine, Wayne walked over to Zheng Fan with his head held high.

He walked up to Zheng Fan and slowly opened his mouth. He was about to say a set of standard provocative words, but just as he took a breath, he was bumped to the side.

"F * ck, who dares …"

Wayne was furious. He was looking for someone who had the guts to bump into him!

"Boss!

Ahahahaha, I knew you would be here! "Billy laughed as he approached Zheng Fan after sending Wayne flying.

Zheng Fan nodded. Just as he was about to praise him for his accurate guess, Billy continued.

"Because you have nowhere to go during the holidays. If you have a place to stay, you won't leave … F * ck!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Zheng Fan had already taken out his magic wand and sent him to the sky.

Young Master Wayne stood at the side and watched Billy rush out of the manor like a cannonball into the sky. He silently swallowed his saliva and retreated.

F * ck, who would be crazy to provoke this fiend?

Billy's father, Mr. Philip, did not care that his son had been sent flying. He enthusiastically greeted Zheng Fan.

"Long time no see, Fan. How have you been?"

Zheng Fan stood up and shook hands with Mr. Philip. "Of course, Mr. Philip. Hogwarts is a great place. Anyone can have a good time here. And Billy is a good lad. He has helped me a lot and made my life easier.

Since Billy wasn't here, Zheng Fan praised him honestly. If Billy was here, Zheng Fan would definitely not praise him, lest he court death again.

Thinking of this, Zheng Fan suddenly realized something. When did Billy, the cold-faced young man, become such a funny young man?

His style had changed drastically.

It must have been influenced by James and the others … Zheng Fan thought silently.

Billy had already returned. Seeing his father and Zheng Fan chatting happily, he could not help but curiously come over. "Dad, Boss, what are you guys talking about?

Why are you so happy? "

"We are talking about how to efficiently deal multiple physical and mental blows to Billy Philip …" Zheng Fan said casually.

At this time, most of the guests had arrived. The host of the manor, Lucius Malfoy, brought his wife, Narcissa Malfoy, to the front of the hall and began to give a speech.

Zheng Fan was not interested in these lengthy speeches. Although these nobles had their own specialties, they were too rigid and made people uncomfortable.

Not long after the ball started, because there were no familiar faces, Zheng Fan left the hall. He planned to go to the room where he had rested for a while and read a book.

But just as he walked up the stairs, he suddenly found a book on the cabinet.

If it was a normal book, Zheng Fan would definitely not have noticed it. But this book … seemed a little fishy.

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Ah … Seems like I can finish my overtime next week.

Well, if the leader doesn't go crazy again.

Look at how sincere I am. After being scolded by you guys for two days, the update speed has increased … How kind.

I won't say that it feels good to be scolded.

Ah, that sentence above …