The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"Dumbledore, you're finally back"...

In the auditorium of Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall raised his head happily after seeing the door being pushed open, but unexpectedly saw that it was Scrimgeour who entered the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall's face suddenly changed.

"Mr. Scrimgeour, are you here for Ms. Umbridge?"

"What? Is Ms. Umbridge here? Since the Assistant Minister is here, you, as the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts, would like to entertain you."

Scrimgeour said meaningfully.

Although he is upright, he doesn't mind using this method to disgust and disgust the old woman who always disgusts herself.

"Oh, of course we will entertain foreign guests".

Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, this time it was his own.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, but the Ministry of Magic is really in a hurry today."

Fudge led a large group of people hurried in from outside.

"Minister Fudge, you can't"...

Professor McGonagall saw that this battle seemed not quite right, so he stepped forward and tried to stop it.

"Let them go Minerva, they're here to hunt down fugitives."

Dumbledore took two steps forward, pulling Professor McGonagall away.

"Dumbledore, the next thing may trouble you".

Fudge said to Dumbledore very excitedly.

"Don't worry, I won't let him run away."

Dumbledore nodded, and the group began to climb the stairs, heading towards Gryffindor's lounge.

"Are we going to beat the grass and startle the snake like this?"

Zhang Qi asked casually.

"I think at this time, Harry should be in a state of just falling asleep, because he will wake up in the middle of the night and swim with his friends at night."

Dumbledore said leisurely.

"Then you understand it really well"...

Zhang Qi was at a loss for words, and at the same time lamented Harry's privacy in his heart.

"It's here, it's here".

Zhang Qi squeezed through the crowd and walked to the portrait of Mrs. Fatty.

"Hello fat lady, please open the door for me."

Zhang Qi said politely to the portrait.

"Slytherin student? You mustn't go in without a command."

The portrait of the fat lady said casually.

"That offends".

Zhang Qi took out a toothpick from his pocket and moved towards the portrait.

"I warn you, kid, don't force me to unlock it again! Where the **** did you know you could unlock the Gryffindor bedroom door this way!"

The fat lady cried out in horror, and opened the door.

"How are you going to open the door"?

Dumbledore asked strangely.

"My mother told me that there is a small hole in the lower right corner of the picture frame. Just find a sharp object and the door will open automatically."

"It's amazing, as the principal, I don't even know about this."

Dumbledore looked surprised.

"If I remember correctly, Harry should live in Room 4, right?"

"That's true, then, gentlemen Aurors, you are ready"...

"Let me take the lead. If you go in, you may scare the suspect. If he runs away, it will be really troublesome."

Zhang Qi said to Fudge and Scrimgeour behind him.

"Okay, Mr. Zirol is responsible for opening the door. After confirming that the suspect is in the house, please send us a signal."

Scrimgeour nodded, admiring the child's thoughtfulness inwardly.

"You all stand in a row against the wall, too close to the door to be easily spotted."

So Dumbledore and Scrimgeour took the lead, and the rest of the Aurors lined up on this side of the corridor, watching Zhang Qi, who was about to knock on the door, vigilantly.

"Harry, are you in the house now? I brought you fresh rose cakes, freshly baked."

Zhang Qi knocked on the door.

"Ah, Hilbert! You are finally back".

There were hurried footsteps inside, the footsteps getting closer, and then someone inside opened the door.

"Harry, is Ron in there too"?

Zhang Qi took out a steaming rose cake from his snack pocket and handed it to Harry.

"Ah, Ron is eating snacks in there, come in first."

Harry hurriedly invited.

"Wow, you guys are so warm and dry here, I'm almost living with rheumatism down there"...

Gryffindor's common room is decorated in golden red tones, and the fireplace is burning hot and far from the ground, so it is naturally warm and dry.

"Actually, I think your dormitory is very luxurious. I told Ron that it was so luxurious that he didn't believe it."

Harry said enviously.

"Hey Ron, here comes Hilbert"!

Harry excitedly walked towards the living room with Zhang Qi.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to put something to eat in Banban's bowl."

In the corner of the living room, Ron put a bowl full of rat food there, then took a giant rat and put it on the ground.

With his extraordinary eyesight, Zhang Qi saw that the mouse's right paw was missing a finger, and it was broken at the root.

"Is this your mouse Ron? It looks very old, maybe five or six years old, right?"

Zhang Qi pretended to ask casually.

"This rat has been in my house for over 10 years. It was picked up by my dad at the Ministry of Magic, and now it's too old to walk."

Ron looked at his pet who was eating with big gulps~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and showed a satisfied smile.

"Can you show me? I really haven't studied mice carefully."

Zhang Qi asked with a smile.

"Of course, but Banban sometimes doesn't like being touched."

Ron hurriedly held the eating mouse in his palm and handed it to Zhang Qi.

"You raised him well, his fur is soft and smooth."

Zhang Qi looked at the fat mouse and nodded.

"You seem to have a grammatical error, Hilbert, you should call the mouse it."

At this moment, Hermione also came out of the girls' dormitory, holding a thick book in her hand, as if she was coming to study.

"But I didn't use the wrong grammar."

Zhang Qi said in an extremely innocent voice, and then quietly stuck the mouse's neck with two fingers.

"Am I right, Mr. Peter"?

Zhang Qi looked at the mouse with a cold smile on his face.

"action"!

Just when there was a trace of humanized doubt on the mouse's face, and then it turned into an unparalleled panic, Zhang Qi increased the strength of his hand, and then shouted towards the door.

Dumbledore and Scrimgeour rushed in immediately after hearing this, followed by the Aurors who were already on standby.

Dumbledore waved his wand first, and the table next to him immediately transformed into a huge wire cage big enough to hold one person, and the gap between the wires was not enough for a mouse to pass through.

Afterwards, Zhang Qi hurriedly threw the screaming rat in his hand into the cage, and then locked the door of the cage.