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"Platform nine and three-quarters?" Harry took the letter, and even though he believed Zhou Yi's words, he still confirmed it.

"Yes, a hidden platform, you can't expect wizards and muggles to get on a train and a train at the same platform, can you? Platform nine and three quarters is like the Leaky Cauldron to Diagon Alley. , is hidden, only wizards can pass," Zhou Yi nodded, "I'll take you to the station, don't worry, but I won't go by train, because I need to go to Hogwarts to settle mine first. The office, so I'll move over there."

"That's it." Harry said suddenly.

"One more thing, my suggestion is that in the school, you have to call me Professor Zhou," Zhou Yi said, "It's convenient for you to integrate into the group by pretending not to know me, understand? You need to I started to learn to make my own decisions, I can’t tell you how to do everything, what I tell you is far less profound than what you have experienced yourself.”

"I see." Harry nodded seriously, he knew it was Zhou Yi's kindness.

"Okay, tomorrow, you will be a student of Hogwarts, and I, a professor of Hogwarts." Zhou Yi smiled, "Good night, Harry."

"Good night, Zhou." Harry said, watching Zhou Yi turn off the lights and leave, put on his pajamas and lay back on the boat, relax and fall asleep. Although Harry is still physically strong because of the repair cabin, he is mentally Fatigue can't be repaired.

the next day.

Early in the morning, Harry jumped out of bed, excitedly packed his luggage, wand, Hathaway - a name Harry found in the history of magic book, this is the name of his owl, There are also robes, crucibles... These things were all packed into his suitcase, and the suitcase that Zhou Yi casted the Traceless Stretching Charm could easily put all these things in. To be honest, Harry couldn't wait. I want to learn magic, yes, in the past month, Zhou Yi has not taught him a single magic, one, one, all, no, yes!

Zhou Yi answered him as expected: "How much magic can you release with that little bit of magic in your body? Well, even if you can release a few, how powerful can the magic be? I know a lot of magic, Harry, but it is suitable for You have learned very little, so I think it is better for you to lay a solid foundation."

Zhou Yi would say that this is because he still doesn't know how to recite spells, of course not!

Anyway, the effects are almost the same, Zhou Yi only needs to recite similar spells, and if it really doesn't work, he can directly cast spells without a stick and silently recite spells... pretending to be a master, who wouldn't.

"So all wizards want to exercise like me?" Harry asked. He was used to being known by Zhou Yi about what he wanted in his heart. In fact, this was a lot more convenient, at least some of them were inconvenient to ask. Yes, you don't have to say it yourself, Zhou Yi can also know.

Of course, Harry would never believe it was his facial expression leaking, absolutely not!

Definitely Legilimency! I must teach myself Occlumency in the future! Harry thought to himself.

"No, on the contrary, they don't exercise," Zhou Yi said, "or there is no systematic teaching to exercise. The wizards pay more attention to magic. This direction cannot be said to be wrong, but there must be something missing. For example, they did not consider What should I do when the magic power is lacking or unable to release the magic power... In short, the reason why you have been exercising frantically this month is to give you a stable advantage. By the way, if you plan to learn Occlumency, etc. I'll teach you next school year."

Said, Zhou Yi patted Harry on the shoulder, his eyes and words were meaningful: "I'm looking forward to the day when you beat a grade to the ground."

"I'm not a violent freak!" Harry said quickly.

"Have a sharp weapon, and kill yourself." Zhou Yi just smiled and said something Harry couldn't understand, "Okay, get in the car and go!"

After a while, the two arrived at King's Cross Station in London, and Harry followed Zhou Yi, holding something by himself - in fact, there was only an owl cage with an owl, and a small, suitable for his height. The suitcase of this size, Harry felt that Zhou Yi must have cast other spells on it except the Traceless Stretching Charm, otherwise why is the suitcase so light with so many things in it?

Of course, there may be some other reasons. Harry silently squeezed the biceps of his left hand with his right hand, and tightened it specially. It was no longer as soft as before, but seemed extremely firm and elastic.

From the looks of it, though, Harry was the lanky, medium-tall boy, and the oversized robes provided decent cover.

"It's here, Harry, here between platforms 9 and 10," Zhou Yi brought Harry here, and pointed to the block in front between the big plastic number 9 and the plastic number 10. A wall with nothing, "Just walk straight, don't worry about hitting the wall, and if you're really worried, you can also look at other people first, because except the teacher, all the students go to Hogwarts by this train, So you'll meet a lot of future classmates... so, see you at Hogwarts? I think Headmaster Dumbledore is already waiting for me."

"Okay, bye, Zhou." Harry nodded.

"Maybe saying that will put pressure on you, but I'm still looking forward to your performance," Zhou Yi patted Harry on the shoulder again. This is his habitual action. What Harry didn't know was that it was because of his hair rubbing. It was uncomfortable to get up, so I changed it to pat on the shoulder. Like Batman and Dachao when they were young, Zhou Yike had straight hair.

Then, Zhou Yi teleported back to No. 5, Privet Road, and took some Floo powder, which is a kind of shiny powder, and it is not expensive to sell, two scoops a spoon.

"Although it can be directly sent in, it's too much to remove the company's protective cover on the first day of work," Zhou Yi muttered, picked up a handful of Floo powder, and threw it into the fireplace, "I just didn't use it. It's not bad to do as the locals do... Hogwarts, Headmaster Dumbledore's office!"

Frankly speaking, the use of Floo powder is not very good, although it is relatively good compared to the door key, but Zhou Yi is used to teleportation... In short, the next moment Zhou Yi stepped out of the fireplace , used a spell like "Clean and Refresh" on himself.

"Zhou, are you here?" Dumbledore, who was exercising, put down the dumbbell in his hand and sighed with relief, "As you can see, this is my daily exercise time, and generally few people come to me at this time... very I'm sorry I didn't have time to arrange an office for you. The main thing is that in previous years, there was only one Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, and there were still many vacant office classrooms on the third floor, so I let you choose it by yourself. How does the road network feel?"

"Frankly speaking, it's not very good, I think I'd rather come by train next time, maybe chat with my classmates," Zhou Yi observed Dumbledore's figure, "It's very good, the muscle training is in place... Are you Didn't you use disillusionment magic?"

"Since half a month ago, my wrinkles have been decreasing," Dumbledore lifted the illusion magic, and his face instantly became smooth, with white hair and beard, as well as the strong one without a trace of fat. The figure looks very much like the muscular grandfather of KFC in the Mother's Day promotion, and even more muscular, "I have to do this... Now, to be honest, I have begun to worry."

"The effect of the Philosopher's Stone and my magic have a magical stacking effect, but this effect is not permanent," Zhou Yi nodded. "There is only one Nicole Lemay."

"Yes...that's why I'm worried," Dumbledore sighed. "Nico is an old friend of mine, and I'm worried that if others find out, they will force him, even after he dies."

"It depends on your decision," Zhou Yi shrugged, "I can't offer any advice."

"You're right," Dumbledore nodded, and after casting a clean spell on himself, he put on a robe, and added illusion to make himself the original appearance, "Let's go Take a look at your office...and there are plenty of empty offices on the third floor."

The headmaster's office is located in a separate small tower, while the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office is on the third floor of Hogwarts Castle (somewhat strangely, I don't know why the introduction to the third floor of the castle only has the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office) ), I don’t know if it’s because of the curse or what—

Dumbledore naturally introduced this curse to Zhou Yi, but Zhou Yi didn't take it seriously at all... At least now Zhou Yi didn't notice any curse that wanted to possess him. He guessed that it should be an instant curse, only the best when the opportunity arises, etc.

On the way, Dumbledore and Zhou Yi also met many teachers, such as the dean of Hufflepuff Academy, Pomona Sprout, who was short and had flowing gray hair. There was Filius Flitwick, the teacher of Charms, the head of Ravenclaw House, and it could be seen that he was definitely a very smart wizard.

"It's a coincidence, Minerva, she's the professor of Transfiguration and the head of Gryffindor House," Dumbledore introduced to Professor McGonagall, who was approaching, "she wanted to see you a long time ago. ."

"That's really my honor," Zhou Yiwen smiled and stretched out his hand, "Hello, please take care of me in the future, Professor McGonagall."

"I've heard of you many times from Albus, Professor Zhou, but this is the first time I've met you," Professor McGonagall said, still in emerald green robes, with a tip that turned to one side. Hat, the stereotyped expression on his face was finally loosened at this time, with a hint of a smile, he shook hands with Zhou Yi and said, "Nice to meet you."

"I'm going to pick his office with Mr. Zhou," Dumbledore said. "What are you going to do?"

"The students will arrive in more than an hour, I have to check the safety of each link again," Professor McGonagall said, nodding to Zhou Yi, "If there is no accident, the sorting ceremony will be held in an hour. It will be held later, please be there on time, you two.”

"Okay." ×2,

Professor McGonagall nodded in satisfaction and left.

"I don't know why, after becoming young, I feel that I even feel a little dizzy when facing Professor McGonagall... Maybe this is a change of mentality, ah, Professor Snape, it seems that I am very lucky today, let's take a look We will have all the four headmasters of Hogwarts together."

Zhou Yi looked at the person walking forward, a thin, sallow skin, with a large hooked nose and uneven teeth, wearing a flowing black robe, shoulder-length, and looking a little greasy. The black hair... it was Severus Snape, the head of Slytherin House.

"Hey Headmaster," Snape nodded to Dumbledore, then looked at Zhou Yi, "Who is this?"

"This is Professor Zhou Yi, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts," Dumbledore smiled. "We have two professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year."

"Oh...that's really, tricky, but I think it's hard for the curse to not happen because of such a change," Snape said in a long tone, staring at Zhou Yi, "Especially this one, such a young...you You know the curse, right, Professor Zhou Yi?"

"Well, I don't really care about Voldemort's curse," Zhou Yi smiled, "Thank you for the kindness of Dean Snape."

"Heh..." Snape's expression changed obviously when he heard Zhou Yi say that name, and he glanced at Dumbledore again, as if he understood something, "It seems that I am unfounded, I suddenly remembered that I still After boiling a pot of medicine, I left first."

After all, Snape flicked his robes and left quickly. The fluttering black robes made Zhou Yi inexplicably think of a bat - it seems that the nicknames that those students gave were not empty nests.

"Professor Snape is actually a very good person, but the way he speaks and communicates is a little different from ordinary people," Dumbledore said.

"I understand, I've always been very accurate in seeing people," Zhou Yi nodded. "He's not a bad person, but... he just doesn't know how to communicate with people."

"It would be great if you could think so," Dumbledore pointed to the side. "Let's hurry up, time is running out, I think—if it's really late, Professor McGonagall will be really angry. of."

"I said it late, you are the principal," Zhou Yi laughed, "it reminds me of a joke."

"What's the joke?" Dumbledore was interested.

Zhou Yi told him the joke about playing the game and saying that he was going to take a class - slightly changed it, such as describing the game as a game of magic on paper, and Dumbledore laughed too.

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