pappabearbooks Chapter 231 Tickle
Chapter 231 Tickle
Perhaps to allow students to re-adapt to the school environment, there were not many classes on the first and second days of school.
After a routine 5-kilometer run in the morning, Zhang Qi walked down the stairs to the underground kitchen and made himself a breakfast.
There is only one section on History of Magic this whole day, and it doesn't matter whether you go or not. Just read the book once before the end of the semester.
Anyway, Zhang Qi didn't worry about test scores at all.
Standing on the lawn in front of the castle, Zhang Qi sat down with his legs crossed, eating breakfast while looking at the dark sky.
Today was originally a sunny day, but the dementors gathered together seemed to be able to affect the weather. The weather for the past two days had been so gloomy that the sun could not be seen.
"Young people still need to be more energetic."
Dumbledore's laughing voice sounded after him, and Zhang Qi didn't react at all, still lowering his head and chewing on his sandwich.
"You also think these things are an eyesore, don't you?"
Dumbledore actually sat down next to Zhang Qi, and then showed a nostalgic expression. He didn't know if the scene in front of him reminded him of that summer in Godric's Hollow many years ago.
"No matter how many dark clouds there are in the sky, no matter whether these dark clouds are deliberately placed there, one day the sun will shine on the ground."
Zhang Qi said softly.
"Today is Miss Greengrass's birthday. I originally wanted to make the weather clearer, but these Ministry of Magic employees are not easy to talk to"...
Dumbledore sighed and said a little guiltily.
"Can I take a leave of absence from the History of Magic class this afternoon? I plan to go to the kitchen to make something for Astoria's birthday. I promise that I will be excellent in History of Magic by the end of the semester."
Zhang Qi said to Dumbledore.
"Professor Binns is on leave for this class. He said that the things in the sky make him feel uncomfortable, so you can go directly in the afternoon."
Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders.
"Can these disgusting things not only affect normal people, but also ghosts?"
Zhang Qi asked very curiously.
"No, but Professor Binns didn't seem to like these things very much when he was alive."
Dumbledore thought for a moment, then answered.
"I see".
Zhang Qi nodded with sudden realization.
"Meow".
While the two were talking, Dumbledore heard a cat meow at his feet.
"Huh? This cat looks so special"...
Dumbledore bent down and rubbed the ugly cat's cheek with his fingers.
This cat is so ugly that its entire face looks like it has been hit with a sledgehammer weighing 80 degrees Celsius, flattening all the features together.
And the color is ginger, which is orange, so this cat looks very strong, not as weak and cute as the little white cat Astoria raised in the castle.
"This seems to be Miss Granger's cat, but to be honest, I have seen many ugly cats in my life, but I have never seen such an ugly cat"...
Zhang Qi bent down and gently stroked the cat's head twice. The cat rubbed it with great enjoyment and purred happily.
"This cat is not afraid of you."
Dumbledore asked in surprise.
"I guess I have the blood of some magical animals, and it must be a very high-ranking existence, because Mr. Nico Flamel once told me that my blood is much purer than those of the fire dragons in color development experiments."
Zhang Qi shook his head helplessly, and then scratched Maomao's chin.
The cat is indeed ugly, but it feels surprisingly good to touch.
"Professor, how do you think Black escaped?"
Zhang Qi asked casually.
"Azkaban can never trap those who are capable. I have long felt that the defense of this prison has been neglected."
Dumbledore sighed, then continued.
"Blake is the liveliest student I have ever seen. He was upright and generous when he was a student. His only flaw was that he always liked to flirt with girls. Why did he embark on this path in the future?"
"I have been blaming myself for so many years. If I could have reversed the wrong direction when they were young, a lot of bloodshed may not have been necessary."
"You personally made the first and second generations of Dark Lords. I don't want to meet the third one in my lifetime."
Zhang Qi said with some emotion.
"No matter how much love you give Voldemort, he will not change his attitude. Products born from love potions will never understand what love is."
"Maybe, but I have already vowed to treat my students well."
Dumbledore sighed, then turned and walked towards the castle gate.
"I have created the Dark Lord twice. This time, I hope that my students can become the hope of the magical world in the future."
Dumbledore thought to himself.
"Kitten, it's time to find your master."
Zhang Qi rubbed the big ginger cat's head for the last time, but his hands got a lot of cat hair.
“It’s true that hair is shed all year round”…
Zhang Qi thought helplessly, then looked down at the palm of his hand, with a surprised expression on his face.
How many black dog hairs are mixed in that ginger cat?
"That guy really couldn't bear the loneliness and ran out again."
Zhang Qi shook his head helplessly, and then walked towards the kitchen of the castle.
"Mr. Zirol, is there anything we can do for you?"
As soon as Zhang Qi walked into the kitchen, a house elf ran up to him and bowed deeply to him.
"I need to find a stove to cook for myself... You seem a bit unfamiliar, are you new here?"
Zhang Qi felt that he had never seen the elf in front of him.
"Mr. Chirol, my name is Dobby. I am a house elf who was abandoned by his owner. Principal Dumbledore hired me to work here"...
There was a hint of sob in the little elf's tone.
"Do your best, the kitchen at Hogwarts is the most elf-friendly place."
Zhang Qi comforted him.
It seems that the world line still has a strong inertia, and what is supposed to come will always come.
When Zhang Qi was in China, he unexpectedly discovered that this girl Astoria can eat spicy food.
Even if she forgot to pick out the chili tendons when she was cooking, Astoria could eat it without changing her expression.
He picked up the Chinese kitchen knife that he had stored in the kitchen, slapped the head of the big black fish that he had just fished out from the black lake, then slashed the tail to bleed it, scraped off the scales and removed the internal organs, and finally sliced out the beautiful fish. Butterfly-shaped fish fillet…
"It's such a cold day, it's good to eat something spicy to get rid of the cold."
Zhang Qi murmured to himself, then poured the cooking oil in the pot over the peppercorns and dried chili peppers in the basin.
This little fragrance comes up after scratching it (confusion)