The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"wipe"!

The flint collided with bright sparks, igniting kerosene.

Small flames ignited. Since the air in the exhibition hall did not flow very much, the flames were very standard, jumping and jumping.

Zhang Qi put the brass lighter close to the skeleton smoking bottle and lit the tobacco inside.

(Minors are not allowed to smoke)

"Children, don't get into the bad habit of smoking in the future."

The old man watched Zhang Qi's operation and reminded him.

"No way, this thing can only be released through the medium of smoke. If possible, I don't want to smoke second-hand smoke."

Zhang Qi said helplessly, then put the hose in his mouth, and took a deep breath.

"Cough, cough, cough"...

Zhang Qi coughed as soon as he inhaled the smoke into his lungs. At this moment, he felt as if someone was throwing chili powder into his lungs.

"Why don't you just forget about it"?

The old man looked at Zhang Qi's embarrassed appearance and asked helplessly.

"No, no, no, wait a minute, it'll be alright."

Zhang Qi, who had just stopped coughing, put the hose in his mouth again, and said in a slightly vague voice:

"I really admire my mother, she didn't react at all when she sucked the cigarette into her lungs"...

"Call"~

This time, Zhang Qi held back his cough, spit out the smoke with the aroma of special tobacco from his mouth, and rushed towards the middle of the exhibition hall.

However, it was also a little strange. The smoke that should have dissipated condensed into a ball in mid-air, and at the same time released a soft white shimmer.

"This is"?

The old man asked curiously, but before he could finish speaking, the cloud of smoke in front of him changed shape.

Huh!

In the originally silent exhibition hall, the roar of the vector engine sounded, and the fighter plane, which was completely condensed from smoke, flew up and down, showing its flexibility and advanced.

"The J-15, code-named Feisha, the first generation of heavy-duty carrier-based fighters in China, will be officially installed after more than 20 years."

"Shipboard, don't tell me"?

There was a hint of disbelief in the old man's tone.

"Shenzhou's first aircraft carrier was officially commissioned in 2012, but this date should be brought forward."

Zhang Qi stopped coughing and put a smile on his face.

"Too, it's amazing, old man, I've opened my eyes today."

The old man exclaimed sincerely, not only praising this magical ability, but also excited about the bright future.

"This is just one of the scenes I saw, and I think the next picture will make you happier."

Zhang Qi also looked at the J-15 made of smoke and said softly.

The smoke in mid-air immediately changed shape again.

J-20

99A main battle tank

Log transporter

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The old man looked at everything in the smoke in a daze, and his eyes gradually became moist.

If he had some doubts about the effect of the Eye of Insight just now, he has now fully believed it.

"We did a good job."

Finally, the cloud of smoke slowly dissipated in mid-air, and calm returned to the exhibition hall.

The old man stared in the direction where the smoke disappeared for a long time, and then said leisurely:

"Suddenly I feel a lot more at ease now."

"You are wrong, Grandpa Liu, if we give up our efforts after learning that the future results are good, then all this will be nothing but a beautiful bubble for us."

Zhang Qi put his hand on the smoking bottle, and the tobacco inside stopped burning.

"When I returned to China this time, I heard that many people are very envious of Western Europe, thinking that the material conditions and welfare there are good, but I don't think so."

Zhang Qi sighed, and then continued:

"That's where the chaebols used to make money. Ordinary people have long been accustomed to this kind of life. They don't feel wrong at all for those big groups who **** blood on themselves, and even willingly give everything for them."

"Yes, yes, people like you who live in an aristocratic society will definitely understand the chaos there."

The old man also nodded in agreement.

"In the mainstream where interests are everything, the so-called paradise is nothing but the slaughterhouse of the big chaebols."

Zhang Qi's tone was full of disgust:

"Astoria, the British noble girl that my mother rescued, her tragic experience has made me deeply understand that the glory of the nobles is just an excuse for their tyranny. But fortunately, she at least With our help, we got out of that bitter sea, and we no longer have to sacrifice ourselves for marriage for the continuation of the family."

"That's why your mother arranged the marriage for you"?

The old man saw that the topic was a little heavy, so he made a joke.

"I said that again, we are only twelve-year-old children, it seems a little too early to talk about this issue."

Zhang Qi sighed helplessly again.

These old friends of my grandfather always seem to be a little too concerned about themselves and Astoria, whether it is in the mundane world or in the occult world...

"By the way, I heard that you always have to change teachers for one of your courses, and it seems that every teacher does not end well. Tell me about it specifically"?

The old man saw that Zhang Qi seemed to be always mentioned about life-long events, and was a little bored, so he changed the subject again.

"It's Defense Against the Dark Arts class~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is equivalent to the combat class of the Mystic Arts Association and the self-defense class of sorcery. It is said that it was cursed by that disgusting thing without a nose, so that every year the teacher will give out some accidents"...

"Oh? It's very interesting, so who is the unlucky person who taught this year?"

The old man became very interested in this topic, and then asked very curiously.

"Remus Lupin, a poor early Hogwarts graduate, but he has some real talents and hard work, and being a teacher can be considered competent."

Zhang Qi replied immediately.

"Good teacher, I hope he won't have an accident this year."

The old man nodded and said.

"Very good? No, no, no, this teacher is a werewolf. My mother has known each other since she was in school. I estimate that this teacher will stop classes for at least two or three days every month"...

Zhang Qi said very helplessly.

"Wolfman? I remember it wasn't contagious"?

The old man was startled when he heard this, and quickly asked:

"The greatest educator in the European magic world would actually do such a thing? Isn't he afraid that his students will be in danger?"

"He generally feels that he can control everything, and this is true in the big direction, but there are always mistakes in small things"...

Zhang Qi recalled Dumbledore's style and shook his head helplessly.

"Take your fiancée to the Shenzhou Academy of Sciences before you leave. If I remember correctly, the Werewolf immune protein injection was developed there two years ago, and one shot can prevent it for a year."

The old man frowned and said slowly:

"Just in case, you'd better get an injection, and I'll open a letter of introduction to you."

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