The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

In the middle of the night, the howling north wind whipped up the snowflakes that had been churned into fine ice grains and kept knocking against the windows that had long been frosted due to the temperature difference between the inside and outside, making rustling sounds.

Fortunately, the heater in the emergency room on duty was very hot, so the captain who was on the night shift today didn't feel cold. It was just the heat that made him feel a little drowsy.

But he can't sleep yet, someone will come to shift in another hour, and the emergency room does have a bed for people to rest, so he, the person who is in charge of the first half of the night, can sleep beautifully here until the first time. The next day dawned.

After all, the heating here is much better than that of the barracks, and there are free supper.

It can be regarded as a benefit for these duty officers.

There were only two things on the spacious but somewhat empty writing desk in front of the captain.

The first is a white telephone.

The second is a red telephone.

The captain has been on duty here for half a year, and the white phone will occasionally ring in the middle of the night to wake him up, who is a little drowsy—usually for small matters that are not particularly urgent, and may occasionally be needed. He made another call to some other departments, but this kind of thing hadn't happened for a long time.

As for the red phone...

The captain didn't know if the phone would ring, but he knew the meaning of the phone ringing.

That means something really happened.

tick tock...

The old-fashioned clock on the wall was ticking, and time seemed to pass quickly in this warm environment, until the captain finally closed his eyes from the warmth and sleepiness, and then from the thought of never sleeping. When I woke up, another hour had passed.

He raised his head and looked at the clock on the wall, it was already exactly 12 midnight.

"It's time for shift in an hour."

the captain muttered to himself.

"Jingle Bell"!

Just when the captain was about to go to the boiling water room outside to make some tea to refresh himself, there was a rapid electric bell from the writing desk behind him.

"Ah! Why is it at this time?"

The captain scratched his hair a little unhappily, then turned back in frustration and walked to the side of the solid wood writing desk, grabbing the receiver of the white telephone on the table.

"Hello, the night duty brigade duty room."

The captain said into the microphone.

But just when he put the microphone to his ear, there was a beeping sound.

"There's no incoming call on this phone? Where did the voice come from now?"

The captain put the microphone of the white phone back on the phone with great confusion, but the urgent ringing of the phone was still ringing in the small space.

At this time, the captain finally understood one thing.

The white phone didn't ring at all.

It was the red phone that was ringing urgently...

-----split line------

Shen Jian's home is located at the far east of the family courtyard in the garrison area. bingo.

"I haven't had time to remove the snow today. I'll do it later. There are two snow-removing shovels in the tool room that can automatically shovel snow. It can be cleaned up in less than ten minutes."

Shen Jian said and led the two of them into his yard.

"Why doesn't your friend use magic to remove snow"?

Astoria asked Zhang Qi strangely.

"The magic of Shenzhou does not pay much attention to daily life. Whether it is kitchen cooking or sanitation and cleaning, their houses are completely done by human hands."

Zhang Qi said to Astoria.

As Shen Jian opened the door and pressed the switch of the light in the hall, several people walked into the living room of the single-family villa.

The decoration here is very simple, almost without any decoration.

There was a solid wood clothes hanger at the gate with a big-brimmed hat hanging on it. It was estimated that Xu Lin was too anxious to go out after receiving the assignment and forgot to take it away.

In the living room is a cloth sofa, a solid wood coffee table and a solid wood TV cabinet. There is a TV that looks relatively new on the TV cabinet, plus a small flower pot with a half-dead cactus.

At first glance, it seems that the watering is a little too much.

"You two will stay in the guest room on the first floor today. There are exactly two rooms, and you can come upstairs to find me if you have anything. The room corresponding to the stairs is my room."

Shen Jian said to Zhang Qi.

"Of course, if you want, I can also turn one of the guest rooms downstairs into a utility room, so that there is only one room left for you"...

"I thank you."

The corners of Zhang Qi's mouth twitched, resisting the desire to raise his hand and tap on his skull.

What kind of weird people are these!

Zhang Qi even suspected that the Shen Jian in front of him was fake, and that Hekmedia used the compound decoction to pretend to be a certain fact between him and Astoria. Can't object to this strange engagement Hekmedia made for him.

"By the way, where's your sister? Logically speaking, she should have gone home from school so late, right?"

Zhang Qi suddenly thought of this, so he asked casually.

"Thank you for your concern for my sister, but she has a practical class tonight. It is estimated that she may have to live on campus and will not be able to come back until tomorrow morning."

Shen Jian stared at Zhang Qi with a suspicious look, as if he was worried about something.

"What's the matter? Miss your sister"?

Zhang Qi looked at Shen Jian's slightly strange expression and asked a little strangely.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little worried about you."

Shen Jian muttered some words of unknown meaning in a low voice.

"What? I didn't hear very clearly just now, so repeat it."

Zhang Qi turned his head to the side, and said very suspiciously.

He really didn't hear what the other side said just now. After all, Shen Jian's voice was indeed too low.

"It's nothing, I'll go to bed first, and I'll get up early tomorrow morning to take you to the outskirts of the city."

Shen Jian said to Zhang Qi.

"Then you'd better go to bed quickly, I don't want someone to accidentally fall asleep while driving and then send me straight away"...

Zhang Qi lowered his head and muttered.

"My dear, it's so sad that you don't trust me so much."

Shen Jian pretended to be in pain and covered his chest, and at the same time began to gasp for breath.

"Stop pretending, can you get up and cook tomorrow morning? If not, I'll come."

Zhang Qi said unceremoniously to Shen Jian.

"Come on, I'm not very good at cooking."

Shen Jian said with a painful expression.

His cooking skills...

It sounds like tears.

I remember one time, the cooking class was short of two people due to the change of seasons due to a cold, so the training instructor, who did not know the seriousness of the incident, sent Shen Jian to the cooking class to fight for two days.

After all, this child usually gets full marks in basic training, and his tactical literacy is good. Besides, he is the child of a big boss, so let him help with cooking, anyway, it won't delay his final grades.

In the end, this incident became the most regrettable thing in this instructor's life.

When Shen Jian was in charge of fighting in the kitchen, an old monitor of the cooking class asked him to bring salt and sprinkle it into today's stew.

Because the soy sauce is a little weak, it is necessary to add a little more salt.

result……

This guy, Shen Jian, entered the kitchen for the first time. In a panic-stricken rush, he succeeded in mistaking the bag and poured a bag of edible sodium carbonate into the pot as sodium chloride.

But that's caustic soda, not salt!

Although sodium carbonate is also a salt in the field of chemistry, it is not a salty salt!

But the old cooks who were busy peeling potatoes at that time didn't notice what the kid did stupid, so this pot of fragrant stew was finally successfully served on the company's table.

After training for a whole day, most of the people were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, so after smelling the aroma of the stew and hearing the instructor's "start the meal", they viciously stretched their chopsticks into the stew. Meat in stainless steel basin.

As a result, when they put the chopsticks with the big chunks of meat into their mouths, they felt a different feeling.

It was an indescribable feeling. They never thought in their life that their taste buds could feel such stimulation.

It was a bitter and astringent taste with a hint of salty and umami.

Any kind of flavor can be tolerated independently, and it may even make people feel very pleasant.

But once these flavors are mixed together, and then mixed with juice, it explodes in your mouth.

Your nervous system will make the best decision.

"vomit"~

Most people felt something was wrong when they took a bite of that piece of meat, but it was too late.

The originally noisy cafeteria suddenly became tidy, and everyone bent down and started to vomit.

However, this uniform situation did not last for too long.

After the neat vomiting was followed by bursts of coughing and scolding, some anxious students had already picked up the stainless steel chopsticks and large spoons on the table, and planned to rush to the back kitchen to beat people.

The scene of that day was very joyful. Shen Jian was running fast in front of him, and he was still wearing a kitchen apron that he didn't take off because he ran for his life in a hurry. At the back were several very annoyed students who were chasing him desperately. With the large horse spoon used for soup in the cafeteria.

After that, the instructor ordered Shen Jian not to approach the cafeteria unless it was meal time, and wrote a 3,000-word review.

This review can be regarded as saving his life, because for the sake of this review, the students who were spoiled for dinner didn't knock his head off with a horse spoon.

As we all know, there are two kinds of people in the army that cannot be messed with.

The first type is the sanitation officer, because a sanitation officer is usually a female soldier, and female soldiers always receive special care from male soldiers.

Besides, if you offend these female doctors...

Then next time you need to have blood drawn for any minor illness, or the year-end blood test, just wait and scream.

Your comrades will really understand what a pig howl is.

The second category of people who cannot be offended is the cook.

As we all know, cooks are cooks in normal times, and chefs when they are in a good mood.

And if they're in a bad mood...

That's the zoo keeper.

More importantly, this is because you offended the old cook alone, and as a result, you can't even eat well at night.

Then you just wait.

What kind of tragic ending awaits you?

I'm not quite sure.

Perhaps you can ask those who were thrown into the toilet by their comrades in sacks at night.

They may give you a good explanation.

The book is back to normal.

After joking with Shen Jian for a while, Zhang Qi finally said good night to him and sent him upstairs.

After all, it's likely that he will drive the car tomorrow morning, so let him have a good rest.

Zhang Qi didn't want to die under the venom of the basilisk's fangs, but instead died in a car accident.

This is not the ending he wanted.

Zhang Qi still wants to stay at home well in the future, rather than dying from a car rollover caused by fatigued driving on the highway.

Maybe raise a girl and teach her swordsmanship, shooting, and martial arts. In the future, if you meet a **** who doesn't have eyes, you can directly kick their lower body.

This is the good daughter of a good father

Zhang Qi thought silently on his face in his heart, and even put a smile on his face.

Bah, bah, what am I thinking now?

Suddenly, Zhang Qi blushed and shook his head.

It's too early for you to think about it now.

He must have been led astray by his unreliable mother recently~www.wuxiaspot.com~ How could a person with a normal outlook like me think such a strange thing?

It must be so!

Zhang Qi thought of it with certainty, so he nodded fiercely.

"What's wrong with you"?

After seeing Zhang Qi's strange performance, Astoria tilted her head in confusion.

"Ah, there's nothing wrong, it's just one thing determined in my heart."

At this time, Zhang Qi's face was covered with a feverish color, but it was at night, and Astoria could not see it clearly.

"The heating in this room should be relatively sufficient. After all, the heating pipes are installed here. You can sleep here at night. Remember to cover more quilts and be careful of catching a cold."

Zhang Qi chose the room closest to the door for Astoria, because the heating water pipe here is from the living room, and the room he chose is where the second radiator is located.

As we all know, the closer the heater is to the heat source, the warmer it is.

It is indeed more suitable for a frail girl like Astoria.

After all, women's thermoreceptors are completely different from men's. They still prefer a warmer environment and have a higher tolerance to temperature.

"Ah, okay."

Astoria nodded slightly, then walked into the room curiously.

Zhang Qi looked at Astoria's back and breathed a sigh of relief, then walked towards his room.

His only wish now is to have a good night's sleep.

In a place as safe as China, nothing will happen in the middle of the night.

Zhang Qi thought silently in his heart.

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