The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"Mr. Zirol, you can come out now."

After hearing that the movement upstairs disappeared, Filch whispered quietly into the empty, dark auditorium.

"I'm here".

A voice came from behind Filch, and Zhang Qi had come around behind him at some point.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zirol, I rashly attacked you just now without seeing who it was. I'm very sorry for that."

Filch leaned on the delicate oak cane in his right hand and bowed to Zhang Qi.

"Thank you so much for killing that vampire during your trip to Germany, Ehrhorst is one of the things we vampire hunters hate the most, because this demon will always pick on our family and turn them into blood Servant, my wife"...

Having said that, Filch wiped his eyes with his deformed right hand.

"My wife was killed because of this."

"I just happened to meet you when I was patrolling the night, and I smelled the smell of blood on your body, so I took you as a blood clan and launched an attack rashly. I hope you don't take offense."

"I just slipped out of the school to deal with a family affair, but I didn't expect a very important person to betray the Qirol family. That person absconded with the family's special gold reserves, and also made some very hurtful things. For this reason, I had to use some violent means, and the blood on my body may not be wiped clean, which may have caused your misunderstanding.”  …

Zhang Qi scratched his head and continued.

"But Mr. Filch, your swordsmanship is indeed very superb. I almost missed the defense just now. If it takes a few more moves, it is estimated that my head will move"...

As he was talking, Zhang Qi suddenly had a flash of light in his mind, and a slightly strange but practical idea came up.

"Well, Mr. Filch, I wonder if you are interested in making an apprentice?"

While chatting, Zhang Qi suddenly asked.

"Your swordsmanship, shooting skills and understanding of cold weapons are much better than mine, Mr. Zirol, you can't learn anything from me."

After hearing this, Filch raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then answered the question very respectfully.

"You misunderstood, you didn't teach me to learn swordsmanship, it's my, er, a friend, can you teach him to learn swordsmanship?"

Hekmedia asked Zhang Qi to protect the sisters of the Greenglass family, which gave Zhang Qi a headache for two or three weeks.

A 12-year-old, a 13-year-old, two such young girls thrown by his side, living is two burdens.

When the first Quidditch match occurs, the basilisk will appear, and Hogwarts will change from the strongest fortress in the UK to a time bomb that can explode at any time.

Zhang Qi can retreat in front of the basilisk by virtue of his bloodline and weapons and equipment, but what about the two little girls who are powerless?

Besides, Zhang Qi didn't want her roommate to learn some swordsmanship and shooting skills so that she could single out the basilisk.

There is an old saying in Shenzhou, "To catch the thief, catch the king first."

Can't beat the basilisk, can't I beat Ginny who has no power?

Although Hekmedia and Molly Weasley were good friends when they were students, and Qirol and the Weasley family were also related by blood, Zhang Qi naturally couldn't betray the only daughter of the Weasley family. What a dead hand.

But I can get a few Frigga bullets to slap this little girl Ginny, and then handcuffs it.

As long as the mind does not slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties.

"Of course, Mr. Zirol. Tomorrow you can bring your roommate to the office to find me. I will not hide anything you want to learn."

"Thank you, Mr. Filch."

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On the morning of the second day, Zhang Qi slept until 7:30, and then, as usual, dragged his silly roommate out of the bed again.

Today's class schedule is very leisurely. There is only one potions class in the morning. Snape's teaching content in this class is how to make a potion of night vision.

The main ingredients are a **** wart, a carrot, plus a small piece of gold.

This potions class was still with Hufflepuff students, and when the little badgers from less wealthy families threw the gold into the cauldron according to the steps in the textbook, they all showed With a look of regret and pain.

The layout is small.

When the potion was almost finished and was about to come out of the pot, Zhang Qi picked up the piece of gold and threw it into the crucible without looking at it.

Yesterday, the box of gold bars that Zhang Qi took back from the traitor contained 40 gold bars. If calculated according to 62 grams each, it should be 2480 grams.

The current gold price is not very good, it is about $450 an ounce, each gold bar in the box is two ounces, and the total value should be around $36,000.

In the 1990s, $36,000 was not a small sum. In the United States, $5,000 could buy a house with a garage and courtyard.

At this time, the exchange rate of the US dollar to China was about 8.5, while the rice in the 1990s was about 5 cents a pound.

This money can buy about 61,200 catties of rice, enough for a person to live a good life for 167 and a half years.

For Qirol Company, this amount of money is a small amount of money. After all, it is indeed a drop in the bucket compared to the 1 billion dollars spent on the development of fighter jets and intercontinental strategic missiles.

The money should be enough for Zhang Qi to start his own alchemy experiment.

"Ah, I didn't eat in the morning, I'm a little hungry now"...

Alito muttered a little bit resentfully~www.novelmt.com~ Zhang Qi did not get up this morning because he went out to run errands too late yesterday, so naturally he didn't wake him up.

When Zhang Qi finally woke up at 7:30, he realized that the potions class was about to start in less than half an hour, so he hurriedly kicked and kicked his roommate and called up his roommate, and the two hurriedly dressed. He ran to the next classroom without washing his face.

What's more interesting is that the night vision potion has a strong caramel taste after it is boiled. The two people who came to class in the morning without eating soon felt that they couldn't stand it anymore.

Why is a potions class two hours long?

"I'm going to die"...

There was a feeling of weakness in Arito's tone, and then he suddenly fell on the table with a thud, and then his head slammed on the table.

"Mr Greenglass"?

Some frightened Zhang Qi hurriedly pushed his roommate hard, but the other party didn't respond.

"what's going on"?

Snape, who was checking the brewing of the student's potion, finally discovered the sudden situation here, and immediately took three steps into two steps, and strode over.

His face was pale, his forehead was full of sweat...

**** it! Why at this time!

Snape gritted his teeth, he was all too familiar with this symptom.

That's a symptom of the blood curse recurring!

Zhang Qi on the side also had a solemn expression on his face. His right hand was on the pulse of his roommate.

I have an irregular heart rate, plus the symptoms of being pale and sweating profusely...

Obviously it is!

I didn't eat in the morning, and my blood sugar was low...

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