The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"Wow, I thought I was going to hear you scream."

Zhang Qi had just closed the door of the room in the corridor when a teasing voice came from downstairs.

"...what potion"?

Zhang Qi walked along the stairs to the first floor, then sat on the sofa and asked speechlessly.

"Ah, I specially asked for the powerful sleeping pills made by you Professor Snape. This kind of potion is usually used by the farm to numb the Ukrainian iron belly. I gave you two three times the amount that can put down the dragon. I didn't expect you to wake up before 9 o'clock."

Hekmedia then glanced at the wall clock next to him with interest, and the hands on it pointed to 8:30.

"How is it? Did you sleep well at night?"

Hekmedia casually picked up a white cat that was rubbing against the leg of her trousers on the ground, held it in her arms and rubbed it twice.

"Fortunately, thanks to the things you two put in the dish, my insomnia has been completely cured."

Zhang Qi glared at his mother, then picked up another orange cat that was passing by, and gently cocked the cat's head.

Well, the hand feel is not as good as in the dream, but this does not prevent the cat from playing.

"Ah, I thought I would hear your shy scream, but I didn't expect you to be calm now, so I can rest assured."

Hekmedia looked at his son and nodded with satisfaction.

"Mom, I want to ask you, how old am I this year"?

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes and asked.

"Thirteen".

"Then how much damage do you think you and your behavior will cause a 13-year-old child"?

Zhang Qi asked with his eyes wide open.

"Ah, I think, if the female classmates are not shy, it would be too pretentious if you were shy."

Hekmedia spread his hands and said.

"Aren't you afraid of an accident inside? For example, the girl misunderstood something after waking up. After a physical blow, you may not be able to hold your grandson for the rest of your life"...

Zhang Qi asked helplessly.

"Actually, I am more worried than the situation you are talking about that I will hug my grandson prematurely."

Hekmedia tried to hold back his smile, but his face was still twitching involuntarily.

"Forget it, I should thank you for leaving a pair of pajamas for the two of us"...

Zhang Qi reluctantly peeled an orange for himself and threw it into his mouth.

"Ah, speaking of it, the matter of Karen and Otto's quarrel in Knockturn Alley has been rumored. If that idiot without a nose is still conscious, there is a high probability that he likes to eat sewer delicacies. Be mad at the rumors."

Hekmedia took a sip of the black tea just brewed and asked with a smile.

"Ah, since our dear Mr. Minister didn't say anything after causing me trouble, I'll have to let him move around a bit."

Zhang Qi balled the peeled orange into a ball, and then used a magic wand to perform a vanishing technique.

"I went to Simon. He is obviously a lot older, but he is still in good health. He can still throw customers who make trouble in his store into the backyard and bury them alive."

Zhang Qi was silent for a moment and then said.

"Then what"?

Hekmedia's expression suddenly became a lot more serious.

"He may have misunderstood me, I was just trying to cause some trouble to dear Minister Fudge, but Grandpa Simon gave me the ring back and told me I could use it anytime."

Gu ≈lt;/span≈gt; Zhang Qi took the ring off the **** of his left hand and put it on the table.

"Keep it for yourself, you know the consequences of using it, but I won't say much more."

Hekmedia sighed, and then poured Zhang Qi a cup of black tea.

"I got some gossip that next year's Hogwarts may have exchange activities with other wizarding schools in the world. Those who travel far have both friends and wolves. When toasting friends, don't forget to carry the gun. in my arms".

"If the situation is really out of your control, then do what should be done. Sometimes only absolute violence can make those prying eyes retreat."

Hekmedia said softly.

"People like us are destined to live in peace, and the sins committed by our predecessors will eventually fall on our heads"...

Zhang Qi also sighed softly, and then drank the black tea.

"Ah, good morning, two, the cats here are really docile."

An old man gasped from behind.

"Good morning, Mr. Necromancer".

Hekmedia took the initiative to say hello with a smile.

"I started to have cats about 400 years ago. Cats are really amazing animals. When you have emotional distress caused by anything, just play with them for a while and you will immediately recover."

The old necromancer hugged a black and white cow cat, and then sat down on a small independent sofa.

"I found that the current Necronomicon seems to like to hate this kind of thing. I have seen three improved models, and one is more disgusting than the other."

Zhang Qi said to the old necromancer.

"The knowledge of the summoning of the undead has long since appeared a fault, and the more disgusting things such as corpse whales and bone dragons have already completely disappeared from history~www.wuxiaspot.com~ So they can only choose to improve some simpler and more useful things".

"Also, as an orthodox necromancer, I also find hatred to be disgusting."

The old man tapped his staff lightly, and then the image of a disgusting fleshy monster slowly appeared in the air.

"It was an abomination of my time, huge, slow-moving, but constantly spewing poison."

" Legilimency ".

Zhang Qi frowned, then tapped his temple with the wand in his hand.

A silvery white thread was pulled out from the temple, and then Zhang Qi moved his wand, and the thread was thrown into the air, and then condensed into a new picture.

"The three I've seen are like this."

Zhang Qi projected into the air what he saw in the meat factory, the Slytherin notes, and what he saw in the sewers yesterday.

"Well, the traces of artificial changes are very large. The person who can do this must be a genius of necromancy, but unfortunately he is actually a betrayal."

"Since you already know that alchemical mercury compounds can cause huge damage to them, then, if you don't dislike it, I can teach you completely."

The Necromancer said very humbly.

"Your attitude is a little too low."

Zhang Qi was a little helpless.

"You are the creator of the Sword of Gryffindor, these formulas are strictly a treasure of your mind, and our research is just based on you."

The old necromancer said respectfully.

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