The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts Chapter 137

"Well then, go ahead and introduce yourself and your classmates to the elders. We will continue to discuss the specific matters after the meeting is over."

Seeing that he couldn't speak Zhang Qi at all, Zou Shu sighed helplessly, but he still gave this child a high look in his heart.

At the very least, people are persistent and have pursuits. Even though this is actually difficult, at least people do it seriously, right?

"Okay, Grandpa Zou."

Zhang Qi said with a smile.

The group walked into the main hall of the building together.

At this time, a lot of people had gathered in the main hall, all kinds of people, including Taoist priests, monks, and Zhang Qi. I even saw a few middle-aged people in Holy See costumes discussing something together.

"That is the foreign envoy of the Papal State. As long as it does not involve confidential content, they will participate."

Seeing that Zhang Qi seemed a little stunned, Xu Lin explained.

"I don't like these people, and I guess they don't like me either."

Zhang Qi pouted and said.

"The meeting will be divided into several stages later, and they will leave after the first stage, because it is awkward for others to look at them."

Shen Jian shrugged his shoulders and said.

"It's easy to offend people if you say too much, boy, but the words are quite pertinent."

Zou Shu nodded.

"After a while, you will all be sitting at the conference table in the first row, and outsiders can only be the auditorium in the back."

Xu Lin said to the two children.

"okay"……

"It's getting late, it's time to go downstairs, have you figured out what to say today?"

Zhang Han glanced at the grandfather clock placed beside him and asked Mr. Lin.

"Of course, it's just that people are getting old. It's better to let young people speak more about this kind of thing, so that they can get familiar with others."

Mr. Lin threw the whisk on the table, then picked up a sword and carried it behind him.

"Why did you bring a sword this time?"

Zhang Han asked in confusion.

"The whisk was brought when I saw friends, but today we don't have to show any good looks."

Mr. Lin said lightly.

The two walked slowly side by side from the second floor to the corridor, and then pushed open the door of the auditorium.

"You guys have been waiting for a long time."

Mr. Lin walked quickly to the table and sat in the middle.

"Huh? Why did the Huang family and the Mu family attend the meeting with your two little dolls?"

The old man looked at the table below with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Something happened in the northern border of Shenzhou, my father needs to stay in the local town, so I can only come."

"Asan across from the southern border has made some small moves recently. My parents can't get away for the time being, so let me come over and replace it."

Huang Lan and Mu Qianhong answered in unison.

"Well, if there is nothing else, this meeting will start first."

"Well then, I'll report the first thing now."

Xu Lin stood up from her seat and said loudly to everyone:

"In response to the Siberian black dragon invasion incident in the northern border of China, it has been preliminarily identified that it was caused by the lack of discipline by the Magic Institute for its dangerous radicals, but the other party has no regrets for this, and even openly opposed it at the International Conference of Wizards and Wizards. The Shenzhou Xuanshu Association conducts verbal insults."

"Then how did you reply?"

Mr. Lin narrowed his eyes, and a cold light appeared in the gap between his eyelids.

"Tribute is inevitable".

Xu Lin said lightly.

"If there are swords and soldiers in the world, all things will suffer and all living beings will be wiped out. I hope the president thinks twice before acting."

A bald middle-aged man in a monk's robe stood up from his seat and said aloud.

"Those who stand up at this time are generally either stupid or bad."

Zhang Qi said to Shen Jian with a sneer.

"Buddhist, isn't it all that virtue?"

Shen Jian also showed a monkey-like expression.

"Donor Shen, if you speak ill of people behind your back, you will end up in **** after death."

The middle-aged monk said very arrogantly.

"But the premise is that what he said is false, and what you said obviously does not meet this condition."

Zhang Qi said lightly from behind.

"Ah, who is this donor, I don't seem to have seen you here at all."

The middle-aged monk was stunned when he saw Zhang Qi, and then said:

"Which wild species is so uneducated"...

"Snapped"!

The fat on the middle-aged monk's face vibrated like a brick being thrown into a peaceful pond, and the ripples that spread round and round seemed so happy.

Before everyone's eyes, Zhang Qi didn't know when he had rushed in front of the monk. He raised his right hand and pointed it at his face like a scratch.

"Crack"!

Zhang Qi's strength was so great that the monk flew out and fell heavily on a solid wood chair.

The poor chair was crushed into countless pieces of wood on the spot, and many wood thorns pierced directly into the monk's fat, and blood immediately flowed out.

"I'm sorry, when we met again after nearly 5 years~www.mtlnovel.com~ I brought you such a show, Grandpa Lin."

Zhang Qi put down his hands helplessly and said to Lin Zhengying who was at the front.

"you you"……

The middle-aged monk stood up tremblingly from the ground, and pointed at Zhang Qi's nose with his blood-stained fingers.

"bump"!

Before the helpless Mr. Lin could speak, there was another flower in front of everyone's eyes. The middle-aged monk who had been punched on the big-faced plate fell to the ground with a bang, and the solid floor was almost smashed into cracks. .

Zhang Qi slowly retracted his outstretched fist, and then lightly patted the dust on his hands.

"It's disgusting, even the face is full of oil, but I really don't understand, how can such a person who eats fast food and recites Buddhism every day have so much sebum"?

Zhang Qi took out his wand with his left hand in disgust, and placed a "clean up" on his right hand that he had just beaten.

"Insulting and defaming heroes is to be detained."

Xu Lin witnessed everything just now, so she said with a smile on her face.

"Ah, young people really are full of anger, I think it was the same when I was young."

The chief of the corridor sitting below also laughed and said, and the other heads who had a good relationship with him also laughed.

"Young people are really powerful, but sometimes they need to be restrained"...

Old Man Lin shook his head with a wry smile, and said to Zhang Qi, ignoring the fat man who was still mourning on the ground:

"Introduce yourself."

"Hello, my elders, I'm Zhang Qi, the grandson of Teacher Zhang Yan. This time I came back from France to visit relatives. The young people are more active, which made everyone laugh."

Zhang Qi made a watertight bow to the crowd.

Chapter end