A few months later...
"Protego Diabolica".
In the basement of Qirol Manor, Zhang Qi gently waved his wand, as if conducting a beautiful symphony.
Perhaps it was the bad taste of a member of the Grindelwald family. When performing this magic, the movement of waving a wand was very similar to conducting an orchestra.
A faint blue ring of fire rose on the clean, moisture-proof tiled floor, but the flame didn't feel hot and burnt the face at all, on the contrary, there was a feeling of coldness to the bone.
"I knew that the core of this thing was fiery fire, otherwise how could it have such great power"...
Zhang Qi waved his hand lightly, and the flames in the fire circle skyrocketed.
A strip of tentacles condensed from flames flapped and waved in the air, as if trying to entangle something into it and burn it to the ground.
"I feel that after learning how to fire, the power of this magic is much stronger than before."
Zhang Qi squeezed his fist lightly and said thoughtfully.
"Forget it, the school will start again in a few days, why don't you go to Diagon Alley and buy the things you should buy first."
As soon as he said it, Zhang Qi raised his left hand and glanced at his watch. It was exactly 8 in the morning.
"Master, this is the investment statement sent to you by North America. Would you like to take a look?"
While eating breakfast, Lille brought a thick envelope that hadn't been opened, and placed it gently on the dining table.
"Well, thanks for your hard work."
Zhang Qi stuffed the rest of the bread into his mouth, then threw the newspaper in his hand aside, picked up the envelope and opened it.
"I went and made so much money"?
Zhang Qi didn't have the patience to look at so much data, so he turned to the last page and read the summary report.
In the end, when he saw the last number, the freshly squeezed orange juice in Zhang Qi's mouth almost spurted out.
"I have to say, you have a good eye on the land, and the boss is even a little envious of the income from the renovation of those communities."
Lear continued with a smile:
"And the pharmaceutical companies you invested in have already started to make profits. Antibiotics are huge profits!"
"Windfall? The oldest profession in the world is hugely profitable."
Zhang Qi said softly.
"You are right, but we are exchanging our lives for money."
Lear shook his head.
"After two years, I will save more money, and then let my wife and my daughter find a safer country to buy a house."
"Do you know Lear, if someone says this sentence in a movie, he will most likely complete his mission before the ending."
Zhang Qi rolled his eyes and said.
"Haha, you are really humorous."
Lear snorted a little embarrassedly.
"The international Floo network connection will open at 9 o'clock on time, and then you can go directly to the Broken Axe Bar through the fireplace in the manor."
"But then you need to watch the time. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the fireplace will turn off on time. If you don't come back then, you need to wait until tomorrow."
Lille suddenly thought of something before leaving, and hurriedly said to Zhang Qi.
"Okay, I know".
Zhang Qi nodded, then pushed the empty plate forward.
"I'm going to pack up, you go and light the fireplace first."
"Good young master".
Lil Frye bowed to Zhang Qi.
"England's Magic Quarter, Diagon Alley".
Zhang Qi grabbed a handful of shiny silver powder and sprinkled it into the burning fireplace.
A green flame suddenly rose from the fireplace, but the flame was neither hurt nor warm.
The skyrocketing flame finally stabilized slowly, which means that the line has been fully connected and can be entered.
"If anything happens, I will call you."
Zhang Qi stepped into the fireplace, and the green flame instantly engulfed his figure.
"Yes, young master."
"Hannah! Help clear the table!"
In the filthy tavern, the busy old Tom shouted to his granddaughter.
"I know grandpa"!
The girl with golden braids said helplessly, and ran down the stairs quickly.
"By the way, Grandpa, can't we hire another waiter? We're too busy at this time of year!"
Hannah waved her wand, and the dirty cups and plates floated into the air one after another, and then flew towards the back kitchen.
"It's too expensive, and the two of us will be busy at most."
Old Tom was busy putting the fried eggs on the plate and pouring honey whiskey into the glasses.
"And grandpa, shouldn't you brush the fireplace? It's too dirty in here, and several guests were covered in ashes just now"...
"Cough, cough, cough"...
Just as Hannah was complaining, a green flame suddenly burst into the fireplace.
Immediately afterwards, someone coughed.
"Damn, how long has this fireplace not been brushed"?
Zhang Qi swallowed hard and spat out the ashes he accidentally ate in his mouth.
"Ah, classmate, are you all right?"
Hannah glared at her grandfather with some resentment, then hurried over to try to drag Zhang Qi out of the fireplace.
"No need, I'll just come out by myself."
Zhang Qi stepped out of the fireplace and patted the dust on his clothes with his hands~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ah, you are!"
Hannah raised her head at this time and exclaimed in surprise.
"Ah, yes, that's right, it's me. France can't buy those textbooks, so I can only come here once."
Zhang Qi tapped on himself with his wand, and all the dust on the windbreaker disappeared.
"Hannah, was it your classmate who came out just now?"
At this moment, Old Tom ran out after realizing it. After seeing Zhang Qi, he said apologetically:
"Sorry, kid, I was going to clean the fireplace later, but I didn't think so"...
"Ah, it's alright."
Zhang Qi waved his hand and looked around the bar.
"This sanitary condition... If it's in China, at least there should be a crying face on the wall, right?"
Zhang Qi lifted his feet and felt that the dirt on the ground was even sticking to his shoes.
"Well, to make up for it, how about a glass of grass juice?"
Tom scratched his head apologetically, then pulled out a clean glass from the cabinet at the back, and poured a glass of green viscous liquid from a clean wooden bucket next to him.
"Ah, thank you then."
Zhang Qi didn't feel that the drink was disgusting, after all, the aroma of fresh grass was still here.
"It tastes good."
After Zhang Qi finished his drink, he put the cup on the counter, intending to say goodbye to Tom.
But at this moment, Zhang Qi vaguely spotted a familiar figure at the entrance of the stairs.
"Hilbert"!
With the sound of hard-soled shoes hitting the stairs, Harry ran downstairs and gave Zhang Qi a heavy hug.
Chapter end
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