Let You Be An Exchange Student, Have You Sinicized Magic?

"Albus!" Professor Minerva McGonagall hurried into the headmaster's office.

She froze for a moment when she saw Professor Quirinus Quirrell standing in front of Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, and then stood still at Headmaster Dumbledore's desk.

Seeing Professor Minerva McGonagall rushing in in such a hurry, Professor Dumbledore sighed helplessly.

"Hey, if you don't knock on the door, I'll tear down the door. It's useless anyway."

"Oh……"

Professor Minerva McGonagall turned and knocked on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"All right?" Professor Minerva McGonagall looked at Headmaster Albus Dumbledore.

"Ah... ah!" said Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. He rubbed his aching forehead.

Everyone has come in, what's the point of knocking on the door again?

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore looked at Professor Quirinus Quirrell standing in front of him.

"Quirinas, I will think about what you said, you go back first."

Professor Quirinus Quirrell hesitated a bit, but seeing that Professor Minerva McGonagall seemed to have something to say to Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, he had no choice but to go ahead.

Seeing Professor Quirinus Quirrell leave, Professor Minerva McGonagall spoke to Headmaster Albus Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, you have to talk to Zhang Xuan." Professor Minerva McGonagall said very seriously.

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore asked with a sigh.

"What did the kid do again?"

Dumbledore had already found out that these professors came to him every time because of Zhang Xuan.

Professor Minerva McGonagall, with complicated expressions and a strange tone of voice.

"Recently he formed a mahjong club."

"Those little wizards don't do their homework after class, and they don't practice magic spells any more. They just get together to play mahjong every day."

"Playing mahjong?!" Principal Albus Dumbledore was obviously taken aback.

After a while, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore couldn't help asking.

"Who is this mahjong? Who plays it? How is it now?"

Professor Minerva McGonagall was silent.

"That mahjong is not human!"

"I heard that playing mahjong is a form of entertainment in Longguo. Four people sit at a table, and there are winners and losers."

"Merlin's beard." Headmaster Albus Dumbledore said in a low voice.

Then he looked to Professor Minerva McGonagall.

"Come on, Minerva, let's go and see what this so-called playing mahjong is."

Professor Minerva McGonagall leads Headmaster Dumbledore towards the mahjong room.

Before entering the mahjong room, Principal Albus Dumbledore heard the lively noise inside.

"Ten thousand!"

"Three!"

"Hey, don't move on the bar to bloom!"

One by one, seemingly extremely professional nouns came out from inside.

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore is outside the mahjong room, doubting life.

The ones here are the little wizards of Hogwarts.

Why doesn't everyone look like an elegant wizard, but like a street gangster.

"Wait! Those three people are also from our school?"

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore pointed to the three most conspicuous people in the mahjong room.

The three people's table was full of Galleons.

Although the three people were of different ages and personalities, their expressions were unexpectedly consistent.

All three looked at the little wizards in the chess and card room with bright eyes.

Professor Minerva McGonagall sees the three ghosts Dumbledore is pointing at.

He looked at it and said, "This is what I was going to tell you."

"Albus, don't look at these three people as old and young, but their abilities are not small!"

Professor Minerva McGonagall asked with a somewhat mysterious tone.

"Albus, do you know how Mahjong started in the first place?"

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. He casually touched an egg tart from the chess and card table next to him, and asked in a daze.

"Ah...how did you get up?"

Professor Minerva McGonagall pointed to the three.

"It started with them playing mahjong with Voldemort."

Hearing Professor Minerva McGonagall's words, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore choked on the egg tart in his hand and coughed desperately.

"Cough cough...cough cough...what did you say? Who are they playing mahjong with?!"

"Voldemort!" repeated Professor Minerva McGonagall again.

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore's expression changed.

When did Voldemort come to Hogwarts? Why didn't he receive any news at all? !

Professor Minerva McGonagall looked around and pulled Headmaster Albus Dumbledore aside.

"That's why I asked you to take care of Zhang Xuan just now."

"It's okay for this kid to deal with Voldemort by himself last time, but this time he actually captured Voldemort!"

"Merlin's beard!" Principal Albus Dumbledore broke into a cold sweat from Zhang Xuan's operation.

That's Voldemort!

Even if he is only a soul fragment now, his danger is not small at all.

"This kid is too, what's the point of catching Voldemort..."

Professor Minerva McGonagall pointed again to the three ghosts who were playing mahjong happily.

"The purpose of catching Voldemort is to make a mahjong table for these three."

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