After wandering for three or four hours, the girls were a little tired, so Astoria proposed to go back to the tent to rest.

　　 Just then, a large group of teenagers who had never seen it before passed by, attracting everyone's attention. Astoria asked curiously: "Who are they?"

　　A few of them are from pure-blood families, and naturally they have heard of the names of the top 11 magic schools in the world. However, this does not mean that each of them can see the origin of foreign students from the outside.

"They are from Boothbarton," Schelling whispered, "It is one of the top 11 schools in the world, not far from us in France. They have Boothbarton's school badge on their robes, and I am in I saw it in the "European Magic Education Evaluation"-two golden and crisscrossed wands, with three stars appearing on each wand."

　　 "Is Busbarton great?" Astoria asked.

"Well, it's quite amazing..." Schelling thought of an interesting thing. "You should all have heard your parents say. A few centuries ago, there was a competition called the Triwizard Tournament, which was run by three magic schools. The school takes turns, once every five years, in history, Hogwarts won the championship 63 times, while Boothbarton won 62 times, which gives a glimpse of their strength."

　　 Looking at the reactions of several girls, it was obvious that they did not know that the Triwizard Tournament was about to be restarted.

　　 Schelling was a little surprised, and then felt relieved that the Greengrass family did not have much desire for power, and their family was not very keen on the deployment of information networks in the Ministry of Magic.

　　 This is not like the Malfoy family. As early as the beginning of the summer vacation, Lucius had already mentioned the Triwizard Tournament to himself and Draco.

　　 However, since Lucius didn't know the details, Draco didn't know that this year's Quidditch would be cancelled. He thought it was just a one-day match like "Merlin's Test".

　　 "Another magic school is Durmstrang on a secret island in Northern Europe. They only admit pure-blood students and have a more indulgent attitude towards black magic..."

　　 "I know this school," Daphne said, "It is said that Grindelwald is a student of that school."

　　 "Yes," Schelling nodded, "but even Durmstrand couldn't stand the dark magic experiment conducted by Grindelwald in the end, so he fired him."

"There is also a school in North America, called Ifamoni, in Graylock Mountain in the western United States. It has a deep connection with Hogwarts and was founded by one of the descendants of Slytherin. Their magic blends with the locals. Witchcraft is very good at herbal medicine and potions, and has an outstanding performance in the'Witcher Inter-School Potions Championship' in which magic schools all over the world participate."

　　 "There is also a magic school in South America and Brazil, called Castro Buscher, and there used to be an exchange program with Hogwarts!"

　　 "Uganda in Africa has the world's most numerous magic school. They are good at wandless spellcasting, as well as polymorphism. You can see them at every Animagus International Symposium."

　　 "The rest, there is one in Japan, one in Russia, and one in..." (Author: There are three remaining, waiting for Rowling to update, the author is too lazy to edit it himself)

　　 This group of teenagers obviously came to the UK with a tour group organized by the school to watch the Quidditch World Cup this year.

　　 Seeing students from a foreign magic school, Xie Lin had an idea, would there be a group from the Mahotokuro Magic Institute in Japan?

　　 Thinking of this, Xie Lin asked the three girls to go back first. He also wanted to try his luck in the Asian camp to see if he could run into his pen pal. So Xie Lin and them temporarily separated.

　　 When I came to the Asian camp, there were not many tents inside. The distance between the tents and the tents was relatively loose and not so dense. This is because the sport of Quidditch is not popular in Asia. Asian wizards prefer flying with flying magic carpets than flying broomsticks.

　　 He first met an unexpected person-the transformation master Zhang He.

　　 Zhang Hao and him have communicated with him in the past semester about transfiguration. Xie Lin has been guided by him and has a deeper understanding of transfiguration, so I am very grateful to him. Schelling had seen a picture of him in "Transfiguration Today", so he recognized him at a glance.

　　 Schelling knew that in Eastern culture, generations and etiquette were very important, so he didn't dare to be rude at all. He stepped forward to salute.

　　 "Hello, Mr. Zhang, I am the Malfoy who communicates with you frequently. Thank you very much for your advice."

Zhang He was a little surprised, but he quickly recognized Xie Lin, "Oh, it's you! Good boy, don't be so polite. Just call me Grandpa Zhang." Zhang He twisted his long hair. Beard, "Sure enough, he is a talent. I really envy that old fellow Dumbledore who can have such a good disciple as you."

　　 "Grandpa Zhang, you passed the award." Xie Lin said modestly, "Xie Lin is just a little lucky, and he has been instructed by many powerful people, such as Grandpa Zhang, you."

　　 "Hehe, I really know how to speak," Zhang Hao smiled.

　　 "Grandpa Zhang, do you like Quidditch too? I came here so far away." Schelling asked. He always thought Quidditch was not very popular in Asia.

　　 "I feel good about Quidditch. I will come here just at the right time," Zhang Hao said, "I mainly come to visit relatives."

　　 "Visiting relatives?" Xie Lin was a little surprised, "Grandpa Zhang, do you have any relatives in the UK?"

"Hehe, speaking of my relatives, you may know them too!" Zhang He fell into a deep groan, and then slowly said: "My brother and I had a conceptual disagreement because of something in the family. In a rage, he ran away from home, and he really didn't come back after this walk." Zhang He's voice showed an imperceptible tremor.

"It wasn't until a long, long time later, after he passed away, that I knew that he had moved to the UK-he refused to let me know before he died. It can be seen how much he hates me and how much he resents me... …" Although Zhang He was expressionless, he still couldn't hide his grief in the depths of his eyes.

　　 "Grandpa Zhang..."

"Let you see the joke, Xie Lin," Zhang He sighed, "I want to say, if time can be repeated, I will definitely change my original decision. There is nothing like real family affection. "

　　 Schelling didn't know why, his heart seemed to be hit hard by a big hammer, and he took a tight tick, and Draco's face flashed through his mind inadvertently.

　　 "No, Draco and I have different ideas, but it's always for the family, impossible...impossible..." Schelling comforted himself forcibly, expelling these annoying distracting thoughts from his mind.

"My brother married a girl in the UK and settled down, and he had his own child, my nephew. Later, my nephew also got married. He has a daughter, maybe you know him! Her name is Zhang Qiu. , Also at Hogwarts, only one year older than you."

what! It's Zhang Qiu!

　　 Xie Lin and Zhang Qiu are not very familiar, but they do know each other. Zhang Qiu and her friends once attended the patron saint mantra exchange meeting he organized. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiu's background is so big!

　　 Zhang Hao’s position in the field of transfiguration in Asia is equivalent to that of Professor McGonagall in Europe, and he is the top expert in the field of transfiguration. Both of them are honorary consultants who have hung their names in the Animagus International Symposium.

　　At this moment, Zhang Qiu walked out of the tent and saw Xie Lin, her eyes lit up. She smiled sweetly and walked over, "Hey Xie Lin, why are you here?"

　　 "I'm idle and fine, wandering around, but I didn't expect to meet Mr. Zhang here." Xie Lin answered honestly.

　　 "Ah! Do you know my uncle?" Zhang Qiu was very surprised. It is true that Schelling's name spread throughout Great Britain, and it must have been heard even in nearby European countries, but it would be too exaggerated to say that it spread to the far east.

　　 "Hehe, Xie Lin and I are pen pals, and we often exchange metamorphosis in letters." Zhang He looked at Zhang Qiu lovingly and said. Zhang He himself has no children, so he treats Zhang Qiu as his own, and it contains some guilt toward his brother.

"Xie Lin, are you alone?!" Qiu hesitated for a while before he said with a flushed face, "Would you like to come in and sit in our tent for a while? I want to ask you how to use the patron saint curse. Is there any trick in it? No matter how hard I try, I can only release mist."

　　 Zhang Qiu is indeed very beautiful, no wonder Harry's kind of slow-reacting guys will be heart-warming. However, there are already many girls around Xie Lin, and he has no intention of making his emotional world more complicated.

　　 He agreed to Qiu's invitation, but it was only because he wanted to repay Zhang Hao for his kindness.

　　 Xie Lin did not stay in the tent for too long. He explained the experience of the patron saint curse again, and then released a happy curse on Qiu.

　　 "Is this... a happy curse?" Qiu felt that his heart was sweet, and scenes of happy memories appeared in his mind, even the corners of his mouth were raised unconsciously.

"Yes~lightnovelpub.net~ This is my improved happiness mantra. It can help the study of the patron saint mantra, and even increase the power of the patron saint mantra. How do you feel now?" Xie Lin asked concerned about it. .

"I feel... the whole person is so relaxed, as if all the worries are gone, and then... so happy, as if I am the luckiest girl in the world..." Qiu closed his eyes, indulging in the emotions at the moment. Whispered.

　　 "Okay, now freeze the picture in your mind at your happiest moment, and then say out loud to protect the gods."

　　 "Hushen guard!" Qiu's wand burst out with a strong light, and suddenly released a swan patron saint!

　　 "It's amazing!" Zhang Hao's eyes flickered, "A new happiness curse was created, which can make people master the patron saint curse in such a short time. Xie Lin, you surprised me!"

　　 Although Zhang Hao is not the master of the study of spells, he still has an appreciation for it.

　　 This child is still so young, like a young dragon hibernating, given time, there will be a day when the Qianlong will come out of the abyss and Long Xiangyu!

　　 He looked at Qiu, Qiu's talent is pretty good, but it's a pity that her beautiful appearance drew too much temptation for her and prevented her from focusing on magic. The Zhang Family's secret transformation technique may be lost, unless... he suddenly thought of a good idea.

"Xie Lin, I will leave for China in a few days. You are very close to Autumn. I hope you can help me take care of her when you are at Hogwarts, and give her some advice on weekdays." With a smile in his heart, he said with a serious face: "Don't worry, you won't waste too much time. In return, my Zhang family has some secret transformation techniques that can be given to you."

　　 Xie Lin partly out of gratitude and partly out of gluttonous Zhang's Transfiguration Art, so he fully agreed.