HP Magic Biography

　　 "It's impossible..." Zhao Ling opened his mouth wide, looking at the marks on the trunk that had been roasted by the fire, Zhao Ling's heart seemed to have skipped tens of thousands of Chinese beasts (generally.

　　 What about the power of saying good is different, what about saying good explosion?

　　 Zhao Ling couldn't help but doubt what he had learned in the past.

　　 "How can you activate the spell?"

　　 "Me?" Fanlin looked at the spell in his hand, "Isn't it the way you taught me? What's so strange."

　　 "Uh, that..." Zhao Ling was speechless, and he was right, but Zhao Ling planned to watch this foreign bastard's joke!

　　 "Nothing..." Zhao Ling smiled awkwardly, "I just thought that the first time you came into contact with this thing, you would not succeed so quickly. It seems that you are very talented, boy!"

　　 Zhao Ling stretched out his hand and patted Fanlin on the shoulder, and smiled slightly unnaturally.

　　 Fanlin looked at the little girl who was shorter than him, and felt speechless.

　　 "Okay, return my bag to this lady soon, I promise you won't do it anymore, I can't beat you anyway!"

　　 "Really?" Looking at the smile on the girl's face, Fanlin felt a little weird, but it still made Fanlin very embarrassed to keep holding the girl's things.

　　 "Of course it is true, I promise you with my personality!" Zhao Ling patted his chest, like a big sister.

　　 "Uh, okay!" Fanlin curled his lips, "Here you are!"

　　 took his little bag, Zhao Ling put his hand in again.

　　 For an instant, Fanlin raised the original low-hanging wand again.

　　 "What are you going to do?" Zhao Ling glared. Although she was afraid that Fanlin would give her some weird spell, she still pretended to be justified.

　　 "I should ask, what do you want to do?"

　　 "I just took a fruit to eat." Zhao Ling pulled out his hand, and an apple fell into her hand.

　　 "I thought..." Al put down his wand in embarrassment. It was a failure to be so nervous by a girl younger than him.

　　 "Huh!" Zhao Ling shook his head, nibble on the apple, and hit the rock with his ass.

　　 "Hey, that Fanlin El, right? Where did you come from?"

　　 "Me?" Fanlin pointed to himself, never expecting that the girl would take the initiative to break the silence.

　　 "Of course it is you, is there anyone else here?"

　　 "I, I came from Hogwarts!"

　　 "Hogwarts?" Zhao Ling's eyes lit up, "You mean the best magic school in the West, the one whose principal is Abs Dumbledore?"

　　 "I think, you are right!" Fanlin also found a place in the shade of the trees, and looked towards the distant scenery. I have to admit that the scenery of the back mountain is indeed more beautiful!

　　 "Hey, pay attention, what's so interesting!" Zhao Ling pouted dissatisfiedly.

　　 "Sorry!" Fanlin nodded apologetically, "What do you want to ask?"

　　 "Is that Hogwarts fun? Also, what kind of person is the most powerful white wizard of this century?"

"Uh, how do you say?" Fanlin thought a little bit, "Although Hogwarts is not as big as here, he has his own unique charm in it. This is indescribable, but I can send you some Photos of Hogwarts come."

　　 "Really?" The girl's eyes curled into a crescent, "So what about Principal Dumbledore? I know he has been here, but unfortunately I was not born yet."

"Mr. Dumbledore is a very wise elder, and he is very humorous, although he looks a little weird..." Al thought of Dumbledore's incomprehensible behavior, perhaps the old man’s humor. Right.

　　 "Weird?" Zhao Ling looked at Fanlin suspiciously.

　　 "In fact, this is the case. This is the unified evaluation of Mr. Dumbledore by many Gryffindor College students."

　　 "Okay." Zhao Ling was a little unsatisfied. "I still want to see him in person."

　　 "There will be a chance in the future, you are welcome to visit Hogwarts, you can follow my grandmother..." Fanlin said this, and suddenly remembered that he had not asked the girl's identity.

　　 "Miss Zhao...Ling, right!" Fanlin tried to correct his accent, although it didn't get any better.

　　 "Are you a student of Jiuxian Xuegong? Isn't this time a student's holiday?"

　　 "I...I am not a student of Jiuxian Academy! I just want to enroll this year." Zhao Ling took a bite of the apple, and she was very dissatisfied with her age.

　　 "Then why are you here?"

　　 "I am Zhao Qixian's granddaughter, why did you say I appeared here?" The girl was quite cold when she questioned Fanlin.

　　 "Are you the granddaughter of Master Zhao Qixian? My wand is still the work of Master Zhao Qixian!" Fanlin shook the wand in his hand.

　　 "Really? My grandpa still makes a magic wand?" Zhao Ling was a little eager to try, "Bring me to see."

　　 Fanlin handed the wand over, the girl threw the wand in her hand excitedly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but there was no response.

　　 "I think you can't use this wand. Mr. Ollivander once said that only I can use this wand!"

　　 Hearing this, Zhao Ling was a little disappointed.

　　 "Hmph, I want Grandpa to make my psychic like this too!" The girl pursed her lips, a little wayward.

　　 "Spirit medium?" Fanlin didn't understand. "Do you mean the Chinese magic wand?"

　　 "Hmph, if this lady hadn't had a psychic, how could she not be able to beat you."

　　 "Okay, I'm wrong." Fanlin was helpless for Zhao Ling's stiff mouth!

　　 "Huh!" The girl shook her little bag gently, looking very proud.

　　 At this time, a paper crane flew over from the top of the forest, circled twice in the sky, and fell into the girl's hands.

"Well, I will let you go for the time being today, you will remember to this lady, this lady will come to you again." After speaking, without giving Fanlin a chance to speak, she disappeared in the woods as soon as she turned around. trace.

　　 Although Fanlin still wanted to ask the girl some questions about psychics, when he thought of the girl's unreliability, Fanlin got a headache.

　　 stood up and took a look at the scenery of the back mountain. Although it is beautiful, today I have to go around where I need to go.

　　 Fanlin doesn't want to get lost often in the future.

　　 "It seems that you really need to order a flying broom by mail!" Looking at the long mountain road and stone steps, Fanlin suddenly felt bitter in his heart.

　　……

　　 went all the way, but I don’t know how long it was. But I have to sigh the magic here.

　　 At least on a platform in the back mountain, Fanlin found the habitat of a huge white crane that soared up into the sky when he first arrived.

　　 "I don't know what happened to Nobo."