The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"Goooooooo"...

The exquisite copper teapot is placed on the tandoor, and the red-hot charcoal fire below makes the copper pot's spout continuously spew out steam.

The charcoal fire painted the whole room a warm red, which contrasted sharply with the snowy scene outside the window.

Zhang Qi was sitting on the small round stool in front of the coffee table at this time, and his eyes were fascinated by the copper pot.

There was a lot of trouble just now. Although Mr. Lin said that he would stay with him after the meeting, he had to deal with those matters first, so Zhang Qi could only wait here.

The boy who was rolling a rolling pin just now came over to chat with Zhang Qi for a while. His name is Li Fei, and he has been designing magic buildings since his grandfather's generation.

Li Fei accidentally left his magic weapon at home before he came here for the meeting today, so he let the colleague sitting at the next table borrow his magic tool to charge up the number, and his colleague readily agreed.

But you really don't say it, other people's things are easy to use in your hand.

The middle-aged monk's head CT film can see obvious cracks.

But just now, Li Fei asked Zhang Qi to borrow a roll of tape because he was so ruthless that the top of the rolling pin was cracked.

With two more wraps of tape, his colleague named Zhang Xu might not be able to see it.

Hmm, good idea.

Li Fei went home to wrap the rolling pin with tape, but Zhang Qi couldn't leave for the time being. Mr. Lin still needs to ask him for questions.

Astoria has just witnessed all the events at the venue, which may be a little too exciting for a 12-year-old child.

In order to make up for her, Xu Lin, who also felt a little embarrassed, simply asked her ancestors and second ancestors to take Astoria to visit Peiping City.

Before leaving, she gave enough money, but Xu Lin was not at all worried that Astoria and her party would be in danger.

Died of laughing, I don't even look at how many people Bai Niangniang has slaughtered over the years.

The three women, plus one Shen Jian, who was in charge of carrying bags and mules, should be having a good time in the bustling commercial street at this time.

At this time, Zhang Qi was alone in the room, feeling helpless for a while.

"My dear, you all went out to play, and left me here alone."

Zhang Qi muttered to himself resentfully.

"Squeak"~

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open.

"It's been a long wait, what happened just now was really troublesome."

Mr. Lin strode into the office.

"President Lin".

Zhang Qi quickly stood up and bowed deeply to Mr. Lin.

"No, no, no, you bow to me, I'm afraid that Lao Zhang will not be happy below."

Mr. Lin immediately walked over quickly and helped Zhang Qi up.

"Come here, sit down, just treat this place as your home. Your grandfather and I had a good relationship back then, so you don't need to see outsiders."

President Lin turned around and waved the whisk in his hand. The door of the cabinet behind him immediately opened, and a set of exquisite purple sand tea set floated out from inside and gently landed on the table.

The copper teapot that had been boiled also floated up, flew to a very ordinary iron office cabinet not far away, and knocked on the door of the cabinet with the handle.

A ceramic tea pot flew out, and then stopped on the Zisha teapot. The small spoon automatically scooped up some tea leaves and put it into the teapot, and then poured boiling water into the copper pot.

A mellow tea fragrance permeated the room immediately, making people feel very comfortable for a while.

"The authentic Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao was given to me by Xu Lin this year. It is a benefit of their unit, but if she doesn't drink tea, it's all cheaper for me."

Mr. Lin laughed, and when the tea was ready, he poured a cup for Zhang Qi.

Zhang Qi was not polite either, he lightly picked up the tea cup, put it on his lips and took a sip.

A strong orchid aroma filled the mouth, which lasted for a long time and did not dissipate.

"I don't think you can buy this tea outside."

Feeling the rich aroma in his mouth, Zhang Qi praised.

After hearing this, Mr. Lin smiled. After Zhang Qi finished drinking the cup of tea, he changed to a bigger tea bowl and poured him a full bowl.

"Let you guys laugh, this kind of thing actually happens at the annual convention"...

The old man let out a long sigh.

"I have to say, I'm old, and I don't have as much energy as when I was young. This position is on me, but it makes me breathless."

"Your merits and prestige are unparalleled, and those of us juniors believe that you are indeed worthy of the position of president."

After hearing this, Zhang Qi said to Mr. Lin very seriously:

"You have killed countless zombies and evil spirits in your life, and you have guarded the safety of the Quartet with your own strength. This position is well-deserved for you."

"Compared with your grandfather, I'm actually a little ashamed of myself."

After hearing this, Mr. Lin did not refute anything, and continued:

"If you compare martial arts, I'm better than your grandfather, but if you compare it with thinking, there is no one in this world that can match your grandfather."

"Yeah, dressing up as an onmyoji, in the name of affixing a safety talisman, affixed a purple thunder talisman to the devil's supply car, and blew up their oil depot. This is a familiar story in the field of occult arts."

After Zhang Qi heard this, a smile appeared on his mouth.

"But it's still a pity~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Lao Zhang was in a hurry after the Death Eater incident, and he committed an old problem with his body, and he didn't survive in the end"...

When Mr. Lin said this, his tone was a little choked, and he looked up at the ceiling.

Zhang Qi noticed that there seemed to be some tears in his eyes glistening under the sunlight.

"One of the things I regret the most is that I haven't seen my grandfather. I just heard about his heroic deeds from the mouths of my uncles and elders"...

Zhang Qi also sighed.

Regarding his grandfather, Zhang Qi has only heard some of it from relatives, and the rest is the information obtained from the history books of the Xuanshu world.

To a certain extent, his grandfather was considered a meritorious deed. The current Xuanshu Association was founded on his suggestion, so he can be regarded as one of the founders of the Shenzhou Xuanshu Association.

Mr. Lin looked down at Zhang Qi, and saw that he was holding a tea cup with boiling tea soup in his right hand, but he seemed to be indifferent, and nodded knowingly.

"By the way, after talking for so long, I actually wanted to ask you something."

As if remembering something, Mr. Lin patted his thigh.

"Oh, I'm really old, and I forgot the most important things."

"Ah, it's okay, if you have any questions, just ask."

Zhang Qi said quickly.

"Ah, in fact, this problem is not a big deal."

Mr. Lin scratched his head, and asked in the most plain tone a sentence that made Zhang Qi horrified:

"I see that there is a bullet hole in the abdomen and liver of your three souls. You were shot and sacrificed in your last life, right?"

"Which year? 2021?"

Mr. Lin asked with great interest.

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