The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

Chapter 210: Purchases for the new term

a few months later...

"Protego Diabolica".

In the basement of Zirol Manor, Zhang Qi waved his magic wand lightly, as if he was conducting a beautiful symphony.

Maybe it's the bad taste of a member of the Grindelwald family. When casting this magic, the movement of waving the wand is very similar to conducting an orchestra.

A faint blue ring of fire rises on the clean moisture-proof tile floor, but the flame doesn't feel like it's scorching your face at all, instead it feels like a bone-chilling chill.

"I knew that the core of this thing was Fiendfire, otherwise how could it have such a great power"...

Zhang Qi waved his hand lightly, and the flames in the fire circle exploded violently.

Tentacles made of condensed flames flapped and waved wantonly in the air, as if they wanted to drag something into it and burn it up.

"I feel that after learning Fiendfyre, the power of this magic is much stronger than before."

Zhang Qi squeezed his fist lightly and said thoughtfully.

"Forget it, school will start again in a few days, why don't you go to Diagon Alley and buy what you need to buy."

Just as he said, Zhang Qi raised his left hand and glanced at his watch. It was exactly 8 o'clock in the morning.

"Master, this is the investment report sent to you by North America, do you want to take a look?"

While eating breakfast, Lear brought over a thick envelope that hadn't been opened, and gently placed it on the dining table.

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Qi stuffed the remaining bread into his mouth, then threw the newspaper in his hand aside, picked up the envelope and opened it.

"I'll go and earn so much"?

Zhang Qi didn't have the patience to read so much data, so he turned to the last page and read the summary report.

As a result, when Zhang Qi saw the last number, the freshly squeezed orange juice in Zhang Qi's mouth almost squirted out.

"I have to say that you have a good eye for the land, and the boss is even a little envious of the income from the renovation of those few communities."

Lille continued with a smile:

"And the pharmaceutical companies you invested in have already started to make profits. Antibiotics are huge profits!"

"Profits? The oldest profession in the world is profiteering."

Zhang Qi said softly.

"You are right, but we are exchanging our lives for money."

Lear shook his head.

"After two years, I will save more money, and then let my wife and my daughter find a safer country to buy a house."

"You know Lear, if someone says this sentence in a movie, there is a high probability that he will complete his mission before the end."

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes and said.

"Haha, you are really humorous".

Lille gave a slightly embarrassed haha.

"International Floo connection will be opened at 9 o'clock, and you can go directly to the Broken Ax bar through the fireplace in the manor."

"But you need to watch the time. The fireplace will be turned off on time at 4 pm. If you don't come back at that time, you will have to wait until tomorrow."

Before leaving, Lille suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said to Zhang Qi.

"Okay, I know".

Zhang Qi nodded, and then pushed the empty plate forward.

"I'm going to pack up my things, you go and light the fireplace first."

"Good sir".

Lil Frye bowed towards Zhang Qi.

...

"Diagon Alley, the Magical Quarter of England".

Zhang Qi grabbed a handful of shiny silver powder and sprinkled it into the burning fireplace.

A green flame suddenly burst into the fireplace, but the flame didn't hurt anyone, and it didn't have any temperature.

The soaring flame finally stabilized slowly, which means that the line has been completely connected and can be entered.

"If there is anything, I will call you."

Zhang Qi stepped into the fireplace, and the green flame instantly engulfed his figure.

"Yes, master."

...

"Hannah! Help clear the table!"

In the dirty tavern, the busy old Tom shouted to his granddaughter.

"Got it Grandpa!"

The girl with the golden braid said helplessly, and then quickly ran down the stairs.

"Speaking of Grandpa, can't we just hire another waiter? We're so busy this time of year!"

Hannah waved her wand, dirty cups and plates floated into the air one after another, and then flew towards the back kitchen.

"It's too expensive, the two of us are busy at most."

Old Tom was busy putting the fried eggs on the plate and pouring the whiskey and honey into the glass.

"And grandpa, shouldn't you give the fireplace a brush? It's too dirty here, and several guests just rubbed ashes in it"...

"Cough cough cough"...

Just when Hannah complained, a green flame suddenly burst into the fireplace.

Then came someone's coughing.

"Damn, how long has this fireplace been painted"?

Zhang Qi took two mouthfuls of saliva vigorously, spitting out the ashes he had accidentally eaten into his mouth.

"Ah, classmate, are you okay?"

Hannah glared at her grandfather with some complaints, and then hurried over to try to drag Zhang Qi out of the fireplace.

"No need, I'll just come out by myself."

Zhang Qi stepped out of the fireplace, then patted the dust on his clothes with his hands~lightnovelpub.net~ Ah, you are "!

Hannah raised her head at this moment, and let out an exclamation belatedly.

"Ah, yes, that's right, it's me. Those textbooks can't be bought in France, so I can only come here."

Zhang Qi tapped himself with a magic wand, and all the dust on the windbreaker disappeared.

"Hannah, is that your classmate who came out just now?"

Old Tom ran out belatedly at this time, and said very sorry after seeing Zhang Qi:

"Sorry kid, I was going to clean the fireplace later, but I didn't expect it"...

"Ah, it's all right."

Zhang Qi waved his hand, and then looked around the environment of the bar.

"This hygienic condition... If it is in China, at least there should be a crying face on the wall"?

Zhang Qi lifted his feet, feeling that the dirt on the ground was even sticking to his shoes.

"Well, how about a glass of grass juice to make up for it?"

Tom scratched his head apologetically, then pulled out a clean glass from the cabinet at the back, and then poured out a cup of green viscous liquid from a clean wooden barrel next to it.

"Ah, thank you then."

Zhang Qi didn't think that drink was disgusting, after all, the fresh grass fragrance was still here.

"The taste is not bad".

After Zhang Qi finished his drink, he put the cup on the counter, intending to say goodbye to Tom.

But at this moment, Zhang Qi glimpsed a familiar figure at the stairs.

"Hilbert"!

Accompanied by the sound of hard-soled shoes hitting the stairs, Harry ran down the stairs and gave Zhang Qi a big hug.