Chapter 319 Shouting and Whispering

There are wizards from various countries in the permanent base of the XZ International Federation of Wizards, but there were no Chinese wizards before the 1980s, and even today they are rarely encountered, as if they are rarer than snowmen.

Pomona was lucky enough to come across one.

This wizard named Wang Wei is said to have the same name as a famous poet. Wang Wei and Li Bai were from the same period, and Pomona extremely doubted whether that was his real name.

According to the habit of the British, his name should be King Wei, just saying his name is the same as the "Hello" that the Chinese use to greet.

He doesn't talk much, he gets up before dawn every day, and after he gets up, he doesn't do anything, just stands in the snow outside the camp and "stands up". Pomona is very curious about him, so she also "stands up" with him, During this time neither of them spoke.

Pomona used a wand, and he used a wooden sword, which was different from Gryffindor's sword. It looked very light, like a willow leaf, and he held the wooden sword in the snow with both hands. Li is motionless and looks like a tree, one with nature.

He prefers to call himself a Taoist priest than a wizard, and he pursues something called "the way of heaven", which is so complicated that it is difficult to understand.

After she persistently tried to get in touch, Wang Wei began to talk to her. His English is not very good, because his own language seems to him to be older and more beautiful.

He limitedly expressed that he had heard of Azkaban, that terrifying isolated island in the North Sea, like Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou, has hidden magic. What Europeans call "Muggles" and Chinese people call "ordinary people" can't be found at all. No, it's just that Azkaban is a prison, while Penglai is a fairyland. He prefers to compare these three fairy islands to Hogwarts, the difference is that Hogwarts is located on the highlands of Scotland.

Knowing that she was a teacher of herbal medicine, he talked to her about some magical oriental herbs, one of which was called Huaimengcao.

There was an emperor named Liu Che, and the Chinese respectfully called him Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. Ancient Chinese emperors were polygamous. In the early days of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, he took his cousin, the daughter of Princess Guantao, Chen Ajiao as his wife. The two grew up together and had a deep relationship. Since Gillian was unable to give birth to an heir to the throne, she was eventually replaced by a woman named Wei Zifu.

Wei Zifu is a maid, her status is far inferior to Chen Ajiao, but because she gave birth to an heir for the emperor, she became a queen. Her younger brother Wei Qing was a well-known general who had built a large territory for the Han Empire, but in his later years, he fell into the scourge of the crown prince's witchcraft, and finally committed suicide. He didn't even have the chance to be buried with him after his death.

In the end, it was Mrs. Li who accompanied Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to sleep underground, a woman with a peerless beauty who was said to be able to captivate the country with a smile.

But her fate was not good, and she died in front of the emperor. After Mrs. Li died, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty missed Mrs. Li day and night. An official named Dongfang Shuo dedicated a grass to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. It is said that he put it in his bed when he slept at night. Chest, you can dream of the person you miss at night. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did so, and he dreamed of her. Later, this grass was called Huaimeng grass.

Its shape is like a calamus and its color is red. It shrinks into the ground during the day and only comes out at night. Besides dreaming about the dead, it can also be used for divination.

It is very rare in the world of "ordinary people", but it is everywhere in the fairy mountains. Penglai and Hogwarts also live in many ghosts. Since ancient times, many people have been looking for the elixir of life. There are many shipwrecks in the sea near the fairy mountain. Those people's obsession prevents them from going to the next stage of the journey calmly. Some of these ghosts became the resident ghosts of Xianshan, and sometimes appeared to help humans. He gave her a seed and sent her a poem written by Wang Wei, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.

Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches will come out in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick.

The seeds of Huaimengcao are red. Chinese people like to use red beans to express love and longing, unlike Europeans who use blooming flowers. She hopes that she has not misunderstood.

Wang Wei was thin, his skin was tanned black by the sun, his voice was deep, and his eyes and hair were as dark as Severus's.

He has a very mysterious and introverted temperament, in short it is very oriental. Pomona once showed him her patron saint, and he said that he liked the bird swan very much, because it is a bird of loyalty to love just like the swan goose worshiped by Chinese wizards. She really wanted to know what kind of girl could make him loyal, but unfortunately he left after not staying in the camp for long. There is a poem about red beans written in Chinese. The square characters are written with a soft brush, but they are very square and powerful, which is completely different from the characters written with a quill pen that are full of arcs.

The East she understands is not silk and spices, but serenity and clarity, just like the tea that the Chinese drink, cautious, like stepping on a glacier in winter, and at the same time quiet, smelling the fragrance of leaves in the tranquility.

Although she was in a world of ice and snow at that time, she smelled the tea made by Wang Wei, but it felt like spring, everything began to recover, everything was thriving, and the sun shone from the gaps between the leaves, like pieces of gold. The Taoist priest with a wide "robe" stands by the melting stream, with a gentle and polite smile on his mouth.

It was said in the magazine that marriage is to give up the whole forest for a tree. Pomona looked at her husband with a hooked nose, who was really unattractive, with the same indifferent attitude. Wang Wei was much more gentle and lovely. But he was sneering at people, who would have believed that the serious Potions professor and Peeves suddenly had similarities.

"You're a lucky man, Severus." Pomona woke him up by pinching his nose to keep him from breathing, and at least some of his last "dying words" were believed, unlike Pippi Ghosts can only be believed if the soul leaves the body and everyone has witnessed it with their own eyes.

"Damn!" The sleeping fire dragon was awakened by her, but he didn't breathe fire, but frowned unhappily.

"Is it comfortable to sleep on the ground?" She asked coldly, "Get up soon."

His distracted eyes began to focus.

"Did you cast a curse on me?" He sat up from the floor between the brooms in confusion, his clothes were very neat, his coat buttons were buttoned to his throat, he looked meticulous, and he didn't look like he was in a carnival just now.

"No." She wasn't telling him the truth because she had cast a sleeping spell on him.

Veela is good at spiritual magic, even a dragon can make it fall asleep, let alone a defenseless human wizard.

"We owe an explanation to Fleur and Bill, and we'll go to them tomorrow morning."

"So where are we going back tonight?" He looked at her wearily.

"If you don't want to die young, learn moderation, or you'll be like those men who dance with Veela and end up exhausted."

"I can't think of anything clever, I just want to ask what are we doing tonight?"

"Sleep!" she said through gritted teeth. "Save some energy and think about how to solve that time-turner."

"Pull me up." He held out his hand to her, and Pomona complied without hesitation.

"Actually, we can send Longbottom and Hannah to XZ." He stood up, cleaned himself up with his wand, and soon he was the dignified Headmaster.

"He's not like you, he has to hide from enemies." Pomona took his arm and said, "Be sure to take Draco to Black's house tomorrow."

"You really believe that Longbottom is the savior?"

"Of course." Pomona said with a sweet smile. She remembers clearly that in the first year of freshmen, Gryffindor, who was far behind Slytherin, was given extra points by the old headmaster because of guarding the Sorcerer's Stone. In the end, it turned the situation around because of what Neville added at the end: "There are many types of courage. You need superhuman courage to deal with your enemies. It also takes courage to stand your ground in front of your friends. My little savior is just as brave."

"If you favor him so much, your students will be jealous." The old bat looked at her and shook his head. "He's a Gryffindor, not from your academy."

"That's why I have to match him and Hannah. As long as they get married, he's half Hufflepuff."

"What about me?" The old bat smiled expectantly and said, "I'm also a good person, right?"

Pomona looked at the old Slytherin basilisk with disgust.

Unless she's insane, the villain is considered a good person.