The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

Shenzhou Shanghai, the No. 1 interface of the International Floo Network.

"Origin London, England, 12 noon."

The meter reader in Shenzhou stood in front of the huge instrument, rubbing the tip of the pen with the paper, writing down a string of numbers.

"Original Paris, France, 12 noon".

"Hello, welcome to Shenzhou Shanghai International Wizarding Passenger Terminal, please show your passport or supporting documents."

Under the combination of traditional and modern style decoration, the staff with signs stood behind the solid wood counter, and the protective barrier formed by magic can be vaguely seen in the air.

The security check here is more advanced than the secular world, and of course it is more rigorous.

The shielding wall actually looks very thin, but it is enough to withstand the firing of the Shenzhou standard alchemy rifle.

"OK".

The visitor walked over with a smile and put the parchment thread with the wax seal on the table.

"Hello, Mr. Dumbledore, welcome to Shenzhou Shanghai."

The staff checked carefully and confirmed that the roll of parchment was a letter of introduction from the British Ministry of Magic, and then returned it.

"I want to ask, if I want to go to Peiping, where should I go?"

Dumbledore, who was wearing a fitted suit, smiled and took the parchment into his arms, then asked.

"Follow the yellow sign ahead and go to transfer platform No. 2, where there will be a fireplace leading to the capital."

The staff member didn't even look up.

"Ok, thanks".

"Mr. Kingsley Shacklebolt, welcome to Shenzhou Shanghai".

This time it was a young man who was wearing a standard Ministry of Magic robe, but there seemed to be a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.

"What's wrong Kingsley"?

Dumbledore asked strangely.

"These clerks are really rude to you, and Beiping, the capital of China, doesn't have a straight line to get there. This is really outrageous."

The young man said when he was a little angry, and then sat on the bench in the waiting room with Dumbledore.

"The population of wizards in Shenzhou is four times that of ours. The daily reception of these clerks may be more than yours for a month. It is normal to not look up."

Dumbledore didn't know when a delicate tea cup appeared in his hand, he took a sip of the black tea in the cup, and then continued:

"As for why they didn't connect the international non-road network port to Peiping, they had to go to Shanghai first and then transfer to the inside line. This actually reflects their wisdom."

"Well, their wisdom"?

The young man obviously didn't quite believe it.

"They don't want to expose their Ministry of Magic to any possible attack, so they set up this seemingly unreasonable way. After all, no one can be better than them when it comes to prudence."

The old man said leisurely.

"Do they actually think of this?"

The young man's face was full of shock.

"There is an old saying in Shenzhou, called the Three Caves of the Crafty Rabbit, which means that rabbits will dig three dens in the ground to avoid the prey of wolves, not to mention wiser people."

The old man said softly.

"Mr. Nicholas Flamel, welcome to Shenzhou Shanghai, do you need a staff member to support you?"

The front desk staff in China looked at the scrawny old man who seemed to be about to fall apart, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"Ah, it doesn't matter, I can walk by myself."

The greatest alchemist in the world said with a smile, and then politely refused the move of the guards on duty next to him to push him a wheelchair.

"One year no see, Albus."

Nicole Lemay said to Dumbledore with a smile.

"It's been a year, Nico."

Dumbledore wanted to give the old man a hug, but looking at the weakening skeleton, the two of them finally shook hands.

"How is that child now?"

Nicole Lemay also sat on the chair in the hall, then his expression changed slightly, and he touched the chair under his buttocks with some novelty.

"It's actually an alchemy product. Although the construction of the magic corridor is too simple, it is really suitable for mass production"...

"Niko, you're starting again."

Dumbledore rubbed his head with a headache. Nicole Lemay was always too obsessed with alchemy. As long as he saw new-level alchemy products, he couldn't walk.

"Ah, sorry, my occupational disease is committed again."

Nicole Lemay smiled and touched the chair two more times.

"It is said that Miss Greenglass is in good condition now. Shenzhou has not only equipped her with a new artificial eye, but also seems to have found some ways to successfully suppress the blood curse in her body."

"This country, every time I come into contact with it, I feel amazing."

Nicole Lemay said with great emotion.

"Yes, yes, their magic is not biased towards everyday life, and the forward swing of the spell is too long, but it can still beat us and not fight back."

Dumbledore seemed to remember some kind of bad past, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"That time in Paris, you almost beat a little girl in her twenties."

Nicole Lemay said coldly.

"In the end, I managed to beat her by tricks. In fact, I regret it now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If I had known, I would have made a tie on purpose at that time."

Dumbledore's face twitched even harder.

"I didn't know much about it before, but since that incident, I have come to know that the intricate kinship in Shenzhou is not something we can understand."

Nicole LeMay nodded in agreement.

"Then do you think that if you were to have a fight with that little girl back then, would you still win?"

Nicole LeMay asked.

"They're not little girls anymore, they're all grown up with Harry."

Dumbledore sighed softly, recalling some sad pasts.

"Countless families were shattered because of Voldemort's stupidity and arrogance"...

Dumbledore exclaimed.

"Then why didn't you just kill him at that time?"

Kingsley asked in confusion.

"Killing is not the way to solve problems, and Voldemort and I are always a little different."

And he couldn't be killed at all.

Dumbledore didn't say it directly in the second half of the sentence.

"But we don't mind solving the problem in this way, Mr. Dumbledore."

A cold female voice came from behind them.

"Also, Mr. Nicole Lemay, practice is the standard for testing truth. If you have some doubts about my strength, you can ask Mr. Dumbledore to compare with me in your spare time."

"Hello, Ms. Xu Lin."

Dumbledore stood up slowly after hearing the voice, and turned his head with a very polite smile.

"Hello, three guests, welcome to Shenzhou."

Xu Lin nodded slightly and said.

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