The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

After Zhang Chen finished speaking, Dumbledore took the lead in applauding, and the students also burst into applause.

Although rare, Zhang Chen didn't care at all.

Zhang Chen joked humorously, "Of course, my arrival is not a good thing for some students. After all, they will have to add another course in the future."

Zhang Chen's words resonated with the students, and everyone laughed kindly.

"However, I want to tell you some good news, that is, my course is an elective course, which means that the right to decide whether to take the class or not is in your hands." Zhang Chen looked at Dumbledore at this time, " Professor Dumbledore, can I show you what I am going to teach you now?"

Dumbledore made a gesture of invitation, and Zhang Chen nodded slightly.

Afterwards, Zhang Chen's body slowly rose into the air.

There was a burst of exclamation at the scene.

"Look! He's not releasing magic!"

"Oh my god! How is this possible!"

"This instructor can fly!"

Zhang Chen flew into the air and looked at the students below, "Next, I will show you another path in this world besides magic!"

As he spoke, Zhang Chen made sword fingers with his right hand, and a three-inch-long sword gleam was hesitant. Zhang Chen's hand gently slid through the air, leaving a circle of illusory sword radiance on the spot, and then Zhang Chen pinched the sword technique. , the sword light suddenly quickly revolved around Zhang Chen.

"Don't underestimate these swords. They are extremely sharp. Just the ones around me can directly destroy the entire auditorium."

Hearing Zhang Chen's words, he personally felt the pressure on the sword. Even the instructors could not sit still. Professor McGonagall whispered to Professor Dumbledore beside him, "Professor Dumbledore." , who is this Zhang Chen?”

Dumbledore looked at Zhang Chen and smiled slightly, "He, he is a magical Chinese."

"These are called sword lights, and they have many uses. I will explain these in class."

At this time, Zhang Chen's sword light dissipated and fell to the ground, and he continued to explain to the students around him.

"Let me explain in advance that there is no direct connection between the practice of sword light and magic. What you need to look at is qualifications. So if you really want to come to learn, you will also need to take a qualification test after signing up. Starting tomorrow, I will give you a lecture on the second floor. We will be notified of the details later.”

After Zhang Chen finished speaking, he sat directly next to Professor Snape.

With Dumbledore's order, the dinner began, and countless delicacies emerged from the table.

Zhang Chen was more interested in this kind of magic. Because he was sitting on the far right and there was only Professor Snape beside him, Zhang Chen could only ask him, "Hello, I am Zhang Chen. From now on, we will be colleagues in the same college."

Zhang Chen had watched Harry Potter and naturally knew that although Snape looked pale and looked like a bad guy, he was actually a good person, so Zhang Chen didn't mind having more contact with him. Just so, Zhang Chen If Chen remembered correctly, Snape had in-depth research on black magic and potions, which might be helpful to Zhang Chen.

Snape looked at Zhang Chen with scrutiny in his eyes, "I am Snape, Severus Snape, the headmaster of the Slytherin branch and the tutor of Potions."

"Hello, Professor Snape, I would like to take the liberty of asking if the food that Professor Dumbledore just used magic to conjure has been prepared a long time ago or..." Zhang Chen asked after listening to Snape's introduction.

Snape was a little uncomfortable with Zhang Chen's familiarity, and there was a trace of unnaturalness in his originally black and cold eyes, "These are ingredients that have been stored in advance, and they will stay fresh due to magic."

Zhang Chen nodded to express his understanding.

This is similar to Zhang Chen's storage space, except that Zhang Chen's storage space is more convenient and can be seen, and this kind of magic requires the use of magic power.

After the banquet started, Zhang Chen observed all the students while eating. He found that many students would talk about him when they talked, and many of them were more interested in his course, but Slytherin and The two branches of Gryffindor have the most students, or in other words, most of the students in Slytherin are interested, and Gryffindor is only a part.

Zhang Chen was thinking about it when he suddenly felt someone staring at him from behind, and the eyes were obviously not very friendly.

He didn't look back. Even if he didn't look back, Zhang Chen knew who was looking at him. No one else except Chilo would look at people with such dark eyes.

Although Zhang Chen knew that Quirrell was Voldemort's man, and even Zhang Chen knew that Voldemort was behind Quirrell's head, Zhang Chen had no idea of ​​contacting Quirrell.

In Zhang Chen's view, Voldemort was still a character after all, but Quirrell was just a poor guy. In fact, Zhang Chen felt that the most ideal time to meet Voldemort was the time when Voldemort's memory opened the Chamber of Secrets.

It was also the first time that Zhang Chen felt that the task given to him by the system gave him a headache.

Changing the direction of history is a big deal, but a small matter.

Does it only change the direction of history when Voldemort kills Harry?

The dinner was spent in Zhang Chen's thoughts.

After returning to their residence, Harry, Hermione and Ron found Zhang Chen within a short time.

"Morning! Can we come in?" Harry knocked on the door and asked.

"Come in." Zhang Chen sat in front of the table he had just set up today, and gently moved his fingers towards the door, and the door opened automatically.

When Ron saw Zhang Chen sitting not far away, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Cool!"

The three Harrys walked in.

Zhang Chen made a gesture of invitation towards the sofa, "Harry, what do you want to do here?"

Harry sat on the sofa, "The three of us discussed it and wanted to see if we are qualified to practice that..."

Hermione reminded at the side, "Sword Light! A strange name."

Harry smiled at Hermione, "Yes! It's Sword Light!"

Harry had just finished speaking when Hermione added, "And I also want to know the specific use of this Sword Light."

Zhang Chen looked at the three little guys in front of him.

"Okay, in that case, let me see what your qualifications are, stretch out your right hand."

The three of them stretched out their right hands obediently.

"Close your eyes, you may feel a bulging feeling next, this is a normal phenomenon." Zhang Chen said, separating three strands of sword energy and entering the bodies of the three people respectively.

It didn't take long before Zhang Chen opened his eyes, "I have good news for you, all three of you are qualified to practice Sword Light."

The three people opened their eyes, "Really?"

Zhang Chen nodded.

Not knowing whether it was due to the wizard's special physique or other reasons, Zhang Chen discovered that the three people's qualifications were not too bad. As long as they practiced seriously, it would not be difficult to transform spiritual energy into sword light.