Huang Ting

On the plane, Hu Xiuwu was always looking for an opportunity to have a private chat with Tianshi, but the plane that had access to everything was not a three- or four-story luxury plane, it was just an ordinary small business plane.

The space inside the plane is so small that there is no place to be alone.

In the end, Hu Xiuwu had no choice but to reluctantly give up the idea of ​​solving this problem on the plane, and could only chat with Zhang Lingyu, who was sitting in the same row as him.

Zhang Lingyu is the same on the outside. He is a humble gentleman. When talking to him, he also maintains a humble attitude. He is not the kind that most people pretend to be. He is kind and friendly from the bottom of his heart. It is very comfortable to be with him, just like

It's bathing in the morning light, which makes you feel warm but not so dazzling.

His temperament is completely different from that of Teacher Zhang Huaiyi.

Hu Xiuwu sighed in his heart, if Zhang Lingyu is like a silly roe deer, he is sincere to everyone, but his sincerity is laughed at as stupid; and Teacher Zhang Huaiyi is like an old fox in the dense forest. Although the fox does not hurt anyone, it still hurts others.

Because of the precious furs he carried, he was hunted by others, and because of this he was too alert and sensitive, and was called cunning and cunning.

Hu Xiuwu had known for a long time that Teacher Zhang Huaiyi was extremely defensive. Even when he helped treat Hu Xiuwu, he would secretly help him while he was sleeping.

Even doing good deeds is so secretive, which shows how cautious Teacher Zhang Huaiyi is, and it is unknown how deeply he has been hurt to be so defensive.

The scene outside the plane is no longer the ever-changing boundless sea of ​​clouds, but the bright lights of human civilization, their final destination is England.

After a few people packed their things, they got off the plane.

Summer has just arrived, and it has just rained in the foggy city. It is like a wiper, washing away the fog that usually flows on the streets and removing the fog that covers your eyes. In this kind of sunny weather, Sin does not dare to do anything.

To come out, everyone can only put on windbreakers and umbrellas and become civilized people.

People from the Ministry of Magic have been waiting at the airport for a long time. Although the leader is wearing a British-style double-breasted suit, his suit style is obviously backward. The Holmburg felt hat on his head is also popular in the last century.

The hat looks out of place compared to the other glamorous and fashionable travelers at the airport.

But he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with his clothes. His expression was so serious that it made people feel a bit mean. Even his short gray hair was neatly stuck to his scalp, and he still had a clean beard.

Bi Youlong seemed to be very familiar with him. After seeing his figure, he quietly introduced his origins to Hu Xiuwu, Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Lingyu, three people who did not belong to anywhere:

"The team leader is Barty Crouch, the Director of the International Magical Exchange and Cooperation Department of the British Ministry of Magic. To put it simply, his position is similar to mine."

"This man has a hard-line style and is ruthless. He is a typical hawk. He once personally imprisoned his own son who became a Death Eater and was similar to our country's omnipotent."

"But because of this incident, he who could have been the Minister of Magic had to be transferred to the position of Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation."

"Be careful when talking to him. This man is very scheming and should not be underestimated."

Before he got too close, Bi Youlong gave one last warning. Zhang Zhiwei naturally didn't need him to give him any warning. It wasn't the first time that his subordinates had followed him out. They knew what to measure. He also knew Hu Xiuwu and understood that he had been alert since he was a child.

He has also experienced a lot of things, and has been taught by that old trickster Liao Zhong for a long time. He has a clear understanding of what can and cannot be said.

He seemed to be saying this to everyone, but in fact he was specifically speaking to Zhang Lingyu, who had never seen anything dangerous in the world.

This child is too naive and loves to get into trouble.

Sure enough, after Bi Youlong finished speaking, Hu Xiuwu had no reaction, and was still a little immature. Zhang Lingyu, who was out of the mountain for the first time, immediately looked nervous and looked at Barty Crouch warily, as if he was watching.

What kind of human trafficker would kidnap a child?

"Relax, don't be so afraid. After all, Mr. Batty is still a friend, not a class enemy. You don't need to be so sensitive. You can just treat him as a member of the top ten in the country."

Hu Xiuwu blocked Zhang Lingyu's overtly hostile gaze, moved his lips slightly, and comforted him with a voice that only Zhang Lingyu could hear, asking him to relax.

I understand, just like the elders of other sects, when meeting someone, they should bow respectfully as if they were worshiping gods, and then stay aside honestly, and let him speak in one ear and out the other.

After Hu Xiuwu translated it, Zhang Lingyu understood it instantly.

Seeing that Hu Xiuwu had eliminated the internal drama in the team, Bi Youlong strode forward with confidence and shook hands with Barty Crouch in a friendly manner.

When dealing with Bi Youlong and others, Barty Crouch was neither flattering nor arrogant. He received them calmly: "Welcome to England, Bi. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Bi Youlong smiled and said: "Yes, I haven't been to Europe for a long time."

"The old gentleman behind you is Zhang Zhiwei, who is as famous as Dumbledore?"

"Yes, the young man next to the Heavenly Master is his apprentice and a candidate for the Goblet of Fire."

Aba Aba,

Listening to the chirping birds in his ears, Zhang Lingyu's face was stiff and he couldn't understand anything. He grew up in Longhu Mountain and only completed nine years of compulsory education. Generally speaking, Zhang Lingyu dropped out of school and never went to school.

High school students at the university.

His English proficiency is the same as that of most students. He is limited to simple reading and writing. He is blind when it comes to listening and speaking.

Zhang Zhiwei stood there dumbly, with an enigmatic smile on his face, but in fact he didn't understand a word he said.

Tianshi was born in the last century, and he had never even stepped into an English class. At this time, he could only keep smiling and pretend to be calm.

It was rare to see Tianshi in his predicament. Although Hu Xiuwu found it very interesting, he did not stay aside to watch the show. He walked behind Tianshi in a low-key manner, letting Tianshi's tall back cover him tightly, and helped Tianshi

The teacher translated the conversation between Bi Youlong and Barty Crouch.

With Hu Xiuwu's translation, Tianshi's posture became truly calm. Being unable to understand others would always cause embarrassment. Although Tianshi is a centenarian, he no longer cares much about this, but it is always difficult to avoid making a fool of himself.

OK.

Barty Crouch took off his hat to pay tribute to the Celestial Master, a powerful stranger who is as powerful as Dumbledore and will be respected wherever he goes.

Just like a strong man with ferocious muscles, standing in front of you will always make people regain their senses and want to reason.

"Please follow me!"

After Barty Crouch discovered that Celestial Master was not proficient in English, he gave up the idea of ​​chatting with Celestial Master in the airport lobby and turned around to guide everyone.

But the direction he was pointing in was not the exit of the airport, but a remote but clean lounge. In this deserted lounge, there was a fireplace that had long been outdated.

Bi Youlong asked in shock: "Is it possible that the Ministry of Magic's floo network has been laid here?"

"That's right," Barty Crouch took out an ounce of Floo powder from his pocket and made a little joke, "The Ministry of Magic is not a stubborn person. He sometimes decides to add a new piece of clothing for himself.

So that you can cover up the wrinkles on your skin."

Then Barty Crouch took out his wand and pointed it at the fireplace:

"The flames are blazing."

A small bonfire suddenly lit up in the fireplace and burned brightly.