The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts Chapter 473

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"Crash"!

The torrential rain outside the window was pouring, and puddles formed on the roads that were not very permeable.

Although it was early summer, the air was still cold and damp after days of torrential rain.

"Tap Tap"...

Not far away came the sound of boots stepping on a puddle.

Wearing black clothes with serious expressions, the crowd with black umbrellas walked slowly along the path towards this side. A gust of wind blew through, and the diffuse water droplets wet their black clothes and also wet the people in front of the mourning hall. Wreaths and couplets.

The leading group did not hold umbrellas, but let the rain hit them.

"Goodbye, Mr. Lin."

Zhang Qi walked up the steps in the rainstorm and slowly bowed to the old man's portrait.

"Junior Zhang Qi, along with his wife Zhang, send off Mr. Lin respectfully."

The two lightly lit three incense sticks, and then respectfully inserted them into the incense burner.

"Junior Shen Meng, farewell grandpa".

While wiping away her tears, Shen Meng respectfully kowtowed three times to the portrait.

"Junior Shen Jian, bid farewell to Mr. Lin, those who wear armor do not kneel, please forgive me."

Shen Jian, who walked into the mourning hall, bowed gently to the portrait, and then stood beside Zhang Qi gently.

"The old man has not been able to survive this summer after all."

Zhang Qi said softly.

"The old man's life was bright and upright, and he was not even willing to use the rare medicinal materials within the association. Otherwise, the old man could survive for a long time with cancer alone."

Shen Jian shook his head gently.

"Are you going?"

"Yes, the situation over there is getting more and more chaotic. Countless Xiao Xiao's disciples are staring at them. I urgently need to go back to town."

Zhang Qi replied slowly.

"Then all be careful."

"it is good".

Even though it was raining heavily outside, there was still an endless stream of people who came to offer condolences.

Before his death, Mr. Lin was bright and upright, made many friends, and would try his best to help anyone who had difficulties, and he had a real good reputation in the mysterious world.

Many well-respected old people are wiping tears in the front room, and young people are also respectfully saying goodbye to the old man's portrait.

"Mr. Lin has no children and no daughters in his life, and all his apprentices have already passed away, so the old man left the token to you."

Xu Lin opened the curtain and walked in from the outside, holding a box in her hand and handing it to Zhang Qi.

Zhang Qi gently opened the box and took out the turquoise jade plaque inside.

The jade plaque is carved from high-quality jade, its surface is warm and soft, and the light is soft.

It was pouring rain outside, and the damp wind looked icy and biting.

But the moment Zhang Qi touched the jade card, a warm current flowed directly from his fingertips to his whole body, feeling as if he was bathing in the spring sun.

"The Mystic Arts Association has already made the next election, and the next president is about to be elected, but since the old man has left the token to you, when facing you, even the president must obey your orders." .

"This thing is too precious. According to your words, wouldn't the entire mysterious world of Shenzhou be used by me?"

Zhang Qi put the jade card back into the box very carefully, and then locked the box tightly.

"In a way, it does."

Xu Lin paused, and then continued:

"When the old man was dying, he always said that you were a person who knew right and wrong. Even if the power was really in his hands, he would not use it to do evil. He said that it is the most reassuring thing to give you this thing."

"When a person faces power, it is easy to lose his conscience, and I am no exception, but some things have made me sober again."

When Zhang Qi said this, he clenched the girl's hand.

Astoria seemed to also feel the change in Zhang Qi's mood, and clenched her hand gently.

"When I was in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, in the Hogwarts battle 1,000 years ago, I killed countless people with just a single word of the dragon."

"That feeling, I didn't feel comfortable as described in some literary works. After the confusion after the murder, I only felt nausea straight through my heart."

When Zhang Qi said this, his face was still expressionless, but his trembling hands revealed his heart.

"Meanwhile killing can really change a person completely. He can make a sage degenerate into a demon, and a teenager who wants to live a peaceful life into a murderer who will feel uncomfortable without breaking someone's neck with his own hands."

"You did a great job".

Xu Lin said comfortingly from the side.

"When a person is not close to power, he will be extremely eager for this thing; but if someone else's life is really like an ant in your hand, I only feel endless nausea."

"I have rules for killing people now. Anyone who can or may be able to threaten my family and friends must die, but other than that, I will try to tolerate them as much as possible. After all, some people just stink."

When Zhang Qi said this, his expression became calmer.

"The rainstorm is coming, even if you put on a raincoat and take an umbrella, you can't avoid the fate of wet shoes, let alone people like us who can't ignore it"?

"Wow!"

The rainstorm outside became heavier and heavier, and finally it seemed to be pouring, and a layer of water mist was even poured on the ground!

Zhang Qi slowly looked into the depths of the woods, a young man standing in the rain, still wearing that dark blue jacket waved to him, and then slowly disappeared into the heavy rain.

"The night is coming, and no one can stay out of it."

Zhang Qi looked at the direction in which the dragon veins disappeared and muttered to himself.

"What's wrong? Dumbledore"?

As a golden red flame exploded, Grindelwald who was lying on the bed forced himself to sit up and complained:

"Didn't you just come to see me two days ago? Why are you here again today? And what did you bring me to eat today? The food provided by Shenzhou on duty is full of oil and water, so you don't need to bring me that much meat." ...

Grindelwald's voice stopped abruptly.

"Good evening, Mr. Grindelwald."

Zhang Qi was standing in the cell very calmly. A big golden-red bird that was far more beautiful than Fox was standing very proudly on his shoulder, and there was a hint of humanity in his eyes when he looked at Grindelwald. despise.

"It's you? Where did you get this phoenix? There are no more than three phoenixes in existence in this era! Not to mention a pure-bred phoenix!"

Grindelwald opened his mouth in surprise, and the big golden-red bird in front of him was obviously a pure-bred phoenix!

Dumbledore's one is just a subspecies of the phoenix, where did this kid get a arrogant magical animal that could obediently obey him?

"I'm here today to talk to you, Mr. Grindelwald."

Zhang Qi rudely picked a chair and sat down.

"Oh? What can this old man like me help you with"?

Grindelwald let out a low laugh, watching Zhang Qi take out a few boxes of fresh pastries from his bag and put them on the table, he couldn't wait to rub his hands together.

"I want to ask you a question, if I want to fight Dumbledore now, what are my chances of winning"?

Zhang Qi asked the old man very calmly.

"Do you have a fever?"

Grindelwald's face was even more surprised, but it revealed a hint of joy?

"I don't think I have."

Zhang Qi said coldly.

"Under normal circumstances, he can't beat you."

The former Dark Lord smiled and shook his head, then grabbed a piece of peanut butter, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it without image.

"But if you're desperate, I think Dumbledore can definitely kill you if he doesn't care about his life."

"What? Why do you want to be his enemy? I remember you didn't specifically deny my idea"?

Grindelwald's face suddenly showed great interest.

"It's too late, Dumbledore is a real good man, unfortunately he is too slow, and we must act more decisively when the night is approaching."

Zhang Qi stared at the old man opposite, while trying to figure out his thoughts.

"You have come to this path after all."

Unlike the sudden attack he imagined, Grindelwald actually let out a hearty laugh.

"Go on kid, I was skeptical before, but now I firmly believe you can do it."

The old man trembled to the side of the bed, lifted the warm quilt, took out an oil-paper bag from under the mattress, and placed it gently on the table.

"Please give me a knife."

Grindelwald said in a hoarse voice.

"give".

Zhang Qi frowned slightly, pulled out a dagger from his boots and put it on the table.

"I want a knife!"

Grindelwald opened the oiled paper bag, and then gestured with the dagger on his left hand several times, but finally did not make up his mind to slash.

"This knife is what I usually use to cut fruit, and I have never stabbed anyone."

Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders, and the atmosphere in the prison became more active.

"Ok".

Grindelwald sighed, then as if he had made up his mind, he gently swiped his left index finger with the knife.

The sharp blade of the Kaba saber cut through the skin without pain, and blood immediately flowed down from the wound in large drops.

Grindelwald gently picked up the pendant in the oil paper bag, and then dripped his own blood on it.

The white pearl stone on the pendant glowed red the moment the blood was dripped onto it, and then changed to a translucent appearance.

In that clear gem like sea water, it seems that there is blood flowing inside.

"What's this"?

Zhang Qi asked knowingly.

"A small alchemy tool that I made together with Dumbledore."

The wound on Grindelwald's hand quickly healed and flowed out. He picked up the pendant and stuffed it into Zhang Qi's hand without any hesitation.

"Dumbledore has always worn his own pendant. This is the blood alliance we established back then. As long as he wears the pendant, another person cannot hurt him."

"But the pendant is identified by blood, so even if it is out of the body, as long as your blood is dripped, this alchemy item can be used by me"?

Zhang Qi nodded as if suddenly realized.

"It is true that the pendant is identified by blood, but if the pendant leaves the owner, it will not be able to exert its full power."

"If you were my relative, then this pendant could hold him back in your battle with Dumbledore, so that he couldn't do any harm to you. But unfortunately, there is no relationship between you and me. If there is a blood relationship, then this thing will at most distract him and create time and space for you to escape."

"This is the blood alliance, right?"

Zhang Qi frowned slightly, and there was a strange expression on his face.

"Ah, I almost forgot, you do know the name of this thing, but if you want to know how to make it, I can give you some design ideas. This thing is ideal for marriage proposals."

Grindelwald looked at Zhang Qi's strange face and showed a thoughtful expression.

"So that's how it is! Young people are so nice, they can live and die in love."

Grindelwald sighed inwardly.

"...Is there a request for the gem in the middle?"

Zhang Qi was simply too lazy to pay attention to what the old man was thinking about. He picked up the blood alliance and looked at it for a while, and suddenly asked the old man.

"Diamonds are the best, because their texture is clear enough, and crystals are second."

Grindelwald replied subconsciously.

"Well, thank you very much for your selfless dedication, Mr. Grindelwald, and I would recommend continuing to improve your accommodation."

Zhang Qi gently put the blood alliance pendant into his arms, and then stood up.

"I'll leave the pastry here for you, I don't think the guards will mind."

Zhang Qi bowed slowly to the old man, and then continued:

"My mother always said you were a jerk, but I think you still have something to admire~www.mtlnovel.com~ I'm definitely a **** - both emotionally and behaviorally, but still thank you for your pastries, doctor Said my blood sugar was high and even cut down on the bread at every meal."

The old man returned the salute very elegantly, and then looked at the golden red flame of the big bird on Zhang Qi's body with a smile.

"Oh yes, to correct your little mistake".

The golden-red bird gave a loud cry, and a huge red flame vortex exploded in mid-air, wrapping Zhang Qi inside.

"This kind of thing is called Suzaku, not a phoenix."

With Zhang Qi's popular science sound, the golden flame vortex disappeared in the air, but Grindelwald could still feel the warm feeling.

After hearing Suzaku's chirping, he felt as comfortable as if he had just taken a hot bath.

"I have seen many things in you, but many things I can't see right now."

The old man muttered to himself and sat on the table, and golden German began to appear on the old solid wood table.

"The recognition of the four founders".

"Knockturn Alley Fire".

"The Return of the Triwizard Tournament".

"Unknown Battle Outside the Castle".

"Fantastic Animals Unique to China".

Phrases after phrases are joined together by dashes, and finally all point to a name in the middle.

"Zhang Qi, I can't see through your body more and more."

Grindelwald looked out the window lightly. The snow-capped mountains in Austria were full of ice and snow all the year round, but at this moment, there was a thunderous sound outside.

"Thunder has come, who will be killed next?"

A bolt of lightning flashed through the castle windows, and the pale light illuminated the thinking face of the old man.

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