Huang Ting

The cold sword energy pierced the air like thunder and lightning.

Facing the powerful Jian Qi, Peeves hurriedly avoided, but his arm was still scratched by Jian Qi.

His right arm was cut off directly, but he was an elf and was not afraid of such physical damage at all. After a while, his arm turned into a hazy smoke, floated back to his body, and was reattached.

But how could Hu Xiuwu's sword Qi only have an ordinary laceration? Peeves felt a biting and cold Qi attached to his right arm, making him feel the pain and cold he had not seen for a long time, and he was still fighting with it.

The energy in his body fights against him, constantly consuming the energy in his body.

Peeves was a little panicked. Although he didn't know what this move was called, he knew that there was a magic that was very similar to this move.

Black magic, Divine Edge Shadowless, can release an invisible sharp blade that can cut metal, but the most important thing is that the wound cut by the sharp blade will be cursed and cannot heal on its own, and can only be lifted with a counter-curse.

"Dark magic! You are a dark wizard! You are a dark wizard!"

Peeves yelled in panic, as if he had just gotten into trouble, and before he was happy, he found a tall person standing behind him, gearing up.

As an accomplished Taoist priest, how could Hu Xiuwu be worse than Peeves in the Tao of Yin and Yang: "Oh, Peeves is crying. How could it be? How could Peeves be crying? Who is Peeves?

You are not afraid, how could you be scared to tears by me?"

"He won't go to Dumbledore to complain, no! No way!"

"Wow!"

Peeves had experienced this kind of humiliation, so he cried out and escaped through the wall.

When the nearby portraits saw that Hu Xiuwu had driven away Peeves, they were all ecstatic, applauding and cheering for him, and some even whistled excitedly.

None of the paintings makes Peeves pitiful, which shows how terrible he is and how much the people in Hogwarts hate him.

After driving away Peeves, Hu Xiuwu did not pursue him. Peeves was an elf of Hogwarts, and Hu Xiuwu was a guest of Hogwarts. There was no need to shout and kill him.

He is like a guest at a friend's house. The naughty kid in the host's house wants to smear mud on your body. It's enough to slap him twice or kick him twice. Is it possible to really kill him?

Hu Xiuwu politely left the stage amid cheers and songs.

On the way, he also saw real ghosts floating in the castle, and a ghost dressed as a monk said hello to him in a friendly manner.

Hu Xiuwu politely returned the gift, but he felt deeply in his heart. If people and ghosts coexisted together, this would definitely be criticized as evil in China, but in Hogwarts, it is a common and commonplace thing.

The difference in concepts between the East and the West is indeed not small.

Wait, where is this?

One second, Hu Xiuwu was still lamenting the difference in Eastern and Western concepts, and the next second, Hu Xiuwu found that he had entered a dead end.

At the end of the front stairs is a thick, cold stone wall.

This is impossible!

Hu Xiuwu was sure that he had definitely not gone wrong. This was the path he had just taken with Professor McGonagall. How could he remember it wrong? Besides, not even his brain or spirit reminded him that he was going the wrong way. This must have nothing to do with his memory.

relation.

However, the final result mocked him, and he still reached a dead end.

Then there are only two possibilities, either he has fallen into some kind of illusion, or there are mechanisms in these stairs.

But when he closed his eyes and looked inside, all twenty-four spirits were awake, without any sign of sluggishness or confusion. The instructions issued by the Yuan Shen also ran smoothly without any sluggishness.

Either he has fallen into an illusion, or there is something wrong with the staircase itself. Is it a formation like the Soul-Suspended Ladder, or is there something different about it?

Hu Xiuwu looked at each staircase carefully. Under his gaze, a section of stairs was moved majestically in front of him from the third floor to the middle of the fourth floor, next to the original staircase, just like

It's a useless wisdom tooth growing next to a normal tooth, which serves no purpose.

This? Is this staircase fishing? Even the stairs have learned to fish!

If these stairs were movable, then the route he just memorized would be completely useless. If he wanted to travel normally on these stairs, he would probably need to live in Hogwarts for a while and become familiar with the way the stairs turned.

Could it be that this is what Dumbledore meant by "taking your time to enjoy the scenery"? If you spend more time walking around on these stairs, you should be able to get out. If you can't get out after walking around for a long time, how will the freshmen go to class?

Dumbledore meant that I should not be in a hurry, walk slowly, and slowly appreciate the charm of Hogwarts.

Forget it, forget it, let's enjoy it next time. I can't walk up the stairs, so I can't find another way.

Changing the direction at random, regardless of which floor it was on, Hu Xiuwu opened the door and went in.

School hasn't started yet, so the corridor is empty and quiet, and the sounds are amplified, making it seem a little deserted. However, Hu Xiuwu just caught a glimpse of a short figure cleaning the corridor, but when he turned his head, he found that figure

Has disappeared.

Recalling that figure, Hu Xiuwu looked a little weird. With his big ears, big eyes, short stature, and gray wrinkled skin, how could he look a bit like a leprechaun in British legend?

The layout of the classroom is very different from that of Eastern classrooms.

The classrooms at Hogwarts are somewhat similar to Chinese cafeterias, with long tables side by side and students sitting across from each other, leaving a wide aisle in the middle for teachers to walk.

It's very Athenian style, where the teacher talks and imparts knowledge surrounded by students.

Fortunately, although the layout and style are different, the classroom still has what Hu Xiuwu wants, a window to the outside world.

Without touching anything in the classroom, Hu Xiuwu went straight to the window.

Opening the window, the warm and humid summer breeze blew slowly, the curtains bulged, the pages of the book turned, and Hu Xiuwu threw out the three corpse needles.

The three corpse needles were like arrows shot from a strong bow, leaving only a black meteor-like afterimage trail in the sky.

Fortunately, Hogwarts is just a school now and is not as heavily guarded as before. There is still a way out for me.

Hu Xiuwu secretly rejoiced, stepped on the window frame and climbed out of the classroom, jumped out, relaxed and let gravity carry him down.

The Three Corpse Needles drew an arc in the air, turned back, and happened to catch Hu Xiuwu.

Perhaps to make up for not listening to Hu Xiuwu just now, Yu Jingzi diligently carried Hu Xiuwu on his back and set off towards the deep and dense forest in the distance.

We were on the same campus, and the Forbidden Forest was not too far away from the castle. It took Hu Xiuwu more than ten minutes to step on the Three Corpse Needles before he saw the edge of the forest and the wooden house that Dumbledore had mentioned.

The old wooden house was very simple, not as luxurious as Hogwarts, but it was built very tall. There was a wall outside the wooden house, and there were several chickens inside.

Hu Xiuwu jumped down from the three-corpse needle and knocked politely on the door of the wooden house.

Before hearing the sound of people, I first heard the barking of dogs.

I heard a dog yelling excitedly inside the wooden house, and then I heard the sound of the dog's paws grinding against the wooden door.

"Ya Ya! Stop shouting. We won't send students here until tomorrow. It can't be Harry and Ron. Who is here?"

The people inside the house scolded the hunting dog, pulled the iron bolt, and opened the door.

A three-meter-tall, burly and muscular giant opened the door, and an English hound as strong as a wild wolf clung to the giant's feet, baring its teeth at Hu Xiuwu.

But when Hu Xiuwu lowered his head and looked at it, it tucked its tail and ran back to the wooden house.

He looks so powerful, but he turns out to be a timid little dog.

"Who are you?"

The giant's loud voice brought Hu Xiuwu's attention back. The giant's hair was messy and spread out, and it was connected with the beard on his face, making it difficult for people to see his appearance clearly.

"I am Hu Xiuwu who is here to participate in the Goblet of Fire."

Hu Xiuwu said hesitantly: "Are you Professor Rubeus Hagrid?"

It's not that Hu Xiuwu judges people by their appearance, it's just that the giant's face really doesn't look like that of a professor. The calluses on his hands and his strong arms make him look more like an experienced and experienced hunter.

Hagrid's temper was surprisingly good. Hearing Hu Xiuwu call him professor, he seemed a little shy. He scratched his lion-like hair and said honestly:

"I am Rubeus Hagrid. You don't need to call me professor. I haven't taken up the post yet. Just call me Hagrid. What do you want to see me for?"

Hu Xiuwu said: "Principal Dumbledore asked me to come. I am friends with Smith Deng. I heard that he was here, so I came to see him."

"Dumbledore asked you to come. You should have told me earlier. Come in quickly."

When Hagrid heard that it was Dumbledore's explanation, he believed Hu Xiuwu's statement without asking for confirmation. Who knew this was Hogwarts?

He warmly welcomed Hu Xiuwu in and invited him to sit down at the tea table.

The cabin was messy, with everything. There was a fireplace under the chimney, a bow and arrows hung on the wall, and a large and thick moleskin coat. There was also a book with tusks and fur on the table?

In addition, Hu Xiuwu also saw blankets and ropes woven from various spiritual hairs. Even the cushion he was sitting on under his butt would be a rare and precious material in the hands of an alchemist.

But in Hagrid's room, it's just a cushion for resting his butt. I really don't know whether Hagrid is rich, heartless, or both.

"Smith is still researching in the Forbidden Forest. I'm afraid he won't come back until dark."

"Speaking of which, I have never been a professor before and have no experience at all. Thanks to Smith's help, I understand how to become a good professor."

While Hagrid was making hot tea for Hu Xiuwu, he casually revealed the whereabouts of Deng Youfu.

Hearing Hagrid speak, Hu Xiuwu reluctantly moved his eyes away from a small pink umbrella behind the door. Worried about being misunderstood by Hagrid, he changed the topic:

"Smith, did you tell me why he stayed here?"

Hagrid was holding a pot of hot tea and homemade desserts:

"I'm not sure. He seems to want to bring the Forbidden Forest back to his hometown."