The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"Thank you for your help. You have saved countless students. After the siege is over, we will do our best to provide you with whatever you need."

After treating all the students' wounds, the four of them were too tired to speak.

Dumbledore and Ravenclaw found a chair to sit down casually, while Helena sat beside Gryffindor helplessly. As for Zhang Qi...

This guy sat there directly against a clean wall, and kept recovering his strength through breathing.

"Hey, Roina, I'm back, I got all the food and vegetables"!

Just as several people were recovering their strength, the door of the infirmary was opened excitedly.

A brown-haired lady walked in in a hurry. She was wearing very ordinary clothes, with no decorations on her brown robe.

"Ah, Volga, welcome back, we are so happy to hear that you have brought food back."

Rowena stood up from the stool and moved her somewhat stiff joints.

"Where's Salazar? Why hasn't he come back?"

"Who said I didn't come back? I just had a hard time climbing the stairs."

A middle-aged man's voice came from the door, and then, a boot with some blood stains stepped into the door.

"Good morning, Rowena, how are the students?"

asked the handsome middle-aged man with a little beard.

"Everything is in good condition. Someone provided us with a formula for treating severe burns. The children are no longer in danger. How is the situation on your side?"

Ms. Ravenclaw asked with great concern.

"A lot of people came from the Papal State this time. My teacher and I managed to wipe out the two leading reconnaissance troops, but there were too many people behind us. We had no chance of winning and were forced to evacuate."

A young man who followed behind Slytherin said that he was wearing standard noble clothes and had a gorgeous long sword around his waist.

"Huh? Why haven't I seen these two people among the wizards who took refuge? Especially this child, who is obviously wearing a Slytherin robe, but I don't know him."

Slytherin looked around for a week at this time, his eyes stayed on Dumbledore for a while, and finally locked on Zhang Qi.

"Ah, Salazar, these two have great backgrounds. Please close the door first. I need time to explain to you."

"Huh? I'm so sleepy, I seem to have had a nightmare"...

At this moment, Gryffindor, who had fallen asleep on the hard board at the base of the wall for a whole night, acted a little confused, then opened his confused eyes and looked at the people around him.

"Why are you all looking at me"?

"Good morning, Godric, you were knocked out by a teenage kid yesterday, and I had to let you sleep here all night. In exchange, I need you to do all the work in the infirmary today." .

Lady Ravenclaw sighed.

"Wait, where's the kid who knocked me out? He and that old man are the bishops of the Papal State! Our position may have been exposed!"

Gryffindor suddenly sat up and shouted very eagerly.

It doesn't matter this shout, Slytherin next to him immediately raised his staff, the crystal at the tip of the staff was flashing red, and it looked very dangerous.

"Calm down, Salazar, Godric didn't hit this kid yesterday, maybe he wanted to take revenge. And by the way, you are in charge of the distance. At this distance, you are likely to be killed by that kid."

Ravenclaw raised his hand to block the light that Slytherin was about to shoot, and then gave Gryffindor a kick.

"Let me ask you, did you listen to Mr. Dumbledore's explanation to you yesterday? You almost killed these seriously injured students!"

"Your bloodline is very strange. There are several blessings and curses mixed in your blood. I need time to distinguish them one by one."

Salazar Slytherin frowned as he looked at the young man in front of him.

"Let me guess, you made those red monkeys named Huang Guo into infernal corpses on the spot, and took advantage of the night to bring those zombies back"?

Zhang Qi asked angrily at this time.

"Ah, Delphi's prophetic bloodline, you must have seen all this through the Eye of Prophecy, right? Also, do you have any opinion on me refining the enemy into an Inferi?"

Slytherin nodded suddenly, and then asked sarcastically.

"This child comes from a thousand years later. According to your temperament, even if we win this war, you will definitely hide the Inferi in a corner of the castle, waiting for the next moment when you can put them into battle."

"It is estimated that this child accidentally stepped on your mechanism after a thousand years and was hunted down by the corpse"...

Ravenclaw made a bold guess.

"It's true. You built a huge building complex in the underground lake of the castle, and hid all the more than 3,000 Infernal corpses in it. Then I accidentally fell into it last year and was almost gnawed into bones."

Zhang Qi snorted coldly.

"Wow, you actually come from a thousand years later, come on, is the Slytherin family still as great as before?"

Slytherin was obviously a little surprised when he heard this, but he suddenly became interested and asked Zhang Qi.

"As for this question, I think Mr. Dumbledore should be more suitable to answer than me."

Zhang Qi almost finished the sentence with gritted teeth.

"Ahem, Mr. Slytherin, I am the headmaster of Hogwarts a thousand years from now. I accidentally touched the mechanism left by Ms. Ravenclaw when I was chatting with this student of mine. been sent here."

Dumbledore coughed lightly to break the embarrassment, then hesitated for a while, and took out a mithril box from his arms.

"Well, your talent is really good, but it seems that you have been in an environment where the concentration of magic power is very low for a long time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although it has not yet reached the limit, there is not much room for improvement."

Slytherin glanced at the old man in front of him in surprise, and then took the box with some doubts.

"What's in it... Ha, Ravenclaw, your crown was actually taken by these two people... Wait, this smell of black magic"!

Slytherin wanted to play a joke with Ravenclaw, but when his fingers were about to touch the crown, he felt a tingling pain.

A black mist rose up around his fingers, Slytherin frowned, and then took out his hand.

The black mist wrapped around his fingers was instantly shaken by the powerful magic power. Slytherin carefully observed the crown, and then his face began to deteriorate.

"Who made such a precious thing a Horcrux"?

After being silent for a while, Slytherin asked with a dark face.

"His name is Tom Riddle, the last of your blood."

Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders and added another sentence.

"Oh, to remind you again, the locket on your chest has not escaped his poisonous hands after a thousand years."

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