Hogwarts Sword Fairy

Qin Zimo snickered, now that Voldemort has lost Peter, he wonders if he can survive until the Goblet of Fire.But these things don't matter to her. She doesn't care about life and death. If she doesn't accept it, just do it.Anyway, it’s not like I haven’t killed the noseless one before, so I’ll have to grill him again.

She said happily: "Call Grandpa."

After finishing his work, Dumbledore came over again. Zimo asked: "Replace the house elves with the mice." Dumbledore was speechless, but, okay, this can be done.

Zimo said again: "I'll give you some very useful information. Let's exchange for 7 elves."

Dumbledore said: "Well, it depends on how important your information is."

Zimo replied: "Save up enough seven dragon balls to summon the dragon, ah, bah, collect all the seven soul weapons, and summon the mysterious man, ah, bah, collect all the seven soul weapons, and kill the mysterious man. Yes, yes, this time."

Dumbledore said speechlessly: "So a Horcrux is equal to a house elf?"

Zimo replied calmly: "Including subsequent destruction of the Horcrux."

Dumbledore thought about it and said, "How about five house elves in total?"

Zimo replied: "Black-hearted bad grandfather, but okay, the holy weapons of the four major colleges are trophies and necklaces. But Gryffindor's sword is not a Horcrux. The sword plus the venom of the Basilisk can destroy the soul." The weapon man said that other methods are ineffective. The remaining one is Harry Potter, because the mysterious man used the killing curse to kill Lily Evans, and Harry became a Horcrux."

"There is also the Basilisk King of Tom's family, his name is Nagini, probably, and the ring on his hand, called Gaunt's ring, the ring of the old Snakehead. Last but not least, Tom Riddle's Diary, at Lucius Malfoy's house. Yeah, yeah, kill them all, and still have half a soul. He was the Dark Arts Prevention teacher in our school year. Complete eight kills, and you can lie down if there are no accidents. "

"Tip: The three-character name of the mysterious man is cursed. Please don't say it casually. There should be nothing left. Do you want to consider taking them away?" Zimo tilted his head and thought for a moment. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he nodded and looked at the grandpa expectantly.

Dumbledore wrote down what he needed to find, nodded and said, "Okay, in exchange for five house elves."

Zimo thought about it for now. She thought about it and muttered: "Well, we have to find a way to abduct little Dobby!"

Dumbledore leaned forward and began to make calculations. Zimo looked at the old man who was making up his mind and warned seriously: "Count more than six, bad old man, you can't be corrupt anymore." A group of Weasleys snickered!

After four peaceful years, Zimo was able to run around all over the place, and the house elf at home had taken good care of the whole family.Zimo happily ran to rob an exhibition hall, and then went to China to sell food. After all, he wanted to come here to learn cooking, and tuition was still needed.

But after opening the door, she was a little confused, what the hell is nobody doing?She closed the door first, sat up cross-legged, and scratched her head. If no one was around, where would she go to sell the stolen goods?The point is, there's no one in this kind of place, right?Taking a deep breath, she asked in a sweet voice, "Is there anyone alive? Is there anyone?"

Seeing that there was still no one around, she suddenly became frustrated, touched her chin, and studied where to find someone.So when he heard the commotion, what Brother Bing saw when he came in was a little red-haired baby thinking about life.

Brother Bing asked: "Little sister, what do you need?"

Zimo looked at the people coming in and said, "Oh, I'm here to make a deal with No. [-]. The question is, who is he?"

Brother Bing replied: "The chief is currently receiving guests. Do you want to wait a moment?"

Zimo nodded and said: "Sure, then there is always tea, local specialties and delicacies to entertain guests, right? Also, if you have time, call the experts over and they will be needed later. Well, you are like a tomb robber." Brother Bing Speechless, but I completely understand what this child is talking about.

Zimo thought about it and asked, "By the way, are there any monks in the East? I am a little wizard from the West."

Brother Bing thought about it and said, "Yes." Zimo nodded and continued to ponder.Brother Bing quickly got coffee and cake for the little guest.

Zimo asked speechlessly: "Brother, Jiaohuan Bean Juice is better than this. You can eat this every day!" Brother Bing's mouth twitched, but this little wish was still very satisfied.After a while, Brother Bing became evil-minded and poured Jiaohuan Bean juice on the ground.

If you are not an old Beijinger, you really can't get used to eating these things. However, what makes him more embarrassed is that the little guy is very happy to eat. Zimo calmly explained to Brother Bing: "Well, I was from the East in my previous life, so I ate Get used to these things.”

After a long time, Zimo finally saw an uncle who appeared in front of her out of curiosity. Zimo looked at the newcomer with confusion and asked: "Is this what you say has the final say?"

The uncle nodded, and Zimo said calmly: "I'm here to sell stolen goods. The things I ask you to do are not too difficult. If I give you a discount, do you believe I can take away everything you have?"

The uncle said happily: "Tell me what you want?"

Zimo took out all the things on his body and said, "Let's talk first. I don't know if it's true or false of the museum, but it's not all fake, right? I want you to give me a pass. Should it be called this? I want to bring it with me. With the five house elves in our family, I come to you to learn cooking skills. I was an Easterner in my previous life, and eating Western cooking skills is too disturbing and uncomfortable."

Zimo added: "Well, I don't need many cutting-edge chefs, but I still have to ensure that the basic home-cooked dishes made by my little elf have the right taste even if they are big waves. It would be a surprise if I could teach you something about the Manchu-Han banquet. I can. It doesn’t matter if you can’t do it, what’s important is that if you can say it, they will do it. Well, house elves, creatures similar to nannies.”

"Furthermore, during the elf learning process, I thought, well, after I confirm the number of people in the family who can come out to play, I will travel to your side. My adults will have small wands, and we have already reported them. For the rest, you can give me some money, tens or tens of billions, in cash, um, do you have any gold galleons here? You can also accept pounds!"

The uncle quickly confirmed the authenticity of the treasure, and then asked: "These are your requirements?"

Zimo thought about it and said: "Oh, yes, we need a professional tour guide, preferably one who can understand Muggles. You are considered Muggles; monks and wizards can understand and explain clearly. After all, there are It's a small issue at that time, which side takes priority in swearing, and it's easy to start a fight. People are here for vacation, travel, and fun. If it ends up triggering a war, it's a bit of a trap. Do you understand what I'm saying?"