Hogwarts: I have the Kamui Sharingan

Chapter 127 French Praise

Draco's unconscious look made him want to explode today.

But Ms. Maxim, who was interrupted several times by Zhang Xun, only felt that there was a stone in her throat, and she could not spit it out or swallow it.

"Mr. Zhang, I didn't expect students with bad etiquette to exist in every magic academy!"

Zhang Xun suppressed his laughter, looked at Ms. Maxim calmly and said:

"Madam, when the teenagers are being lively and naughty, please don't use an adult's perspective to criticize them too harshly.

You may not know that Professor Dumbledore not only doesn't get angry because of the naughty students, but he also plays tricks on everyone from time to time. "

Hearing Zhang Xun's words, not only the little wizards from Hogwarts raised their heads proudly.

Even the little wizards from Beauxbatons looked envious.

Do not believe rumors, do not pass rumors!

Mr. Zhang, please tell the Chinese people not to lie to the French!

The Beauxbatons little wizards who have been under Madam Maxime's high-pressure education policy for a long time,

Stop joking or playing pranks on ladies.

Even when they saw the tall figure of the lady from afar, everyone felt that their hearts were skipping several beats!

Ms. Maxim never expected that Zhang Xun not only did not give up because of her concession, but also had the attitude of climbing up the ladder.

As expected of a Slytherin from Hogwarts, he is no stranger to such shamelessness!

Maxim has lived for more than 40 years and has been in charge of Beauxbatons for more than ten years. Unexpectedly, he would be educated by a first-year wizard today!

And she can’t flip the table!Ms. Maxim once again had a stiff smile on her face and nodded stiffly.

Endure, I endure!

For lovely money, for charming treasures!

If this kid is really not the child of that couple, the worst possible outcome is to cooperate with him and let Alice brew the magic potion to cheat the blood test.

"Oh, ma'am, I don't mean to accuse you."

Zhang Xun stood up apologetically, as if he had just realized that his behavior just now was a bit rude.

"I just said what I just said because I represent Hogwarts.

But personally, you have always been an elder that I admire. "

Zhang Xun's eyes showed the long-lost percentage eyes.

Three parts apology, three parts sincerity, and three parts admiration.

At the end, there is still one point left for "If you don't give up, I would like to be your adoptive father..."

Cough cough, went to the wrong set.

Cough, cough, cough, in an unknown dark basement, Zhang Tianzheng, who had escaped from death, coughed one after another.

He grabbed the blank scroll beside him and begged:

"Father, please send a few more living people for the child...

I'll be back on my feet right away!

I promise this is the last time! "

A figure slowly appeared on the blank scroll.

This figure was none other than Zhang Yangrong, who had white hair and beard. He let out a long sigh.

"Tianzheng, what you do is harmful to Tianhe, and you will not die well!

As long as you are willing, you can still specialize in painting fairy..."

"shut up!"

Zhang Tianzheng, who looked like a fierce ghost, roared angrily. He was no longer human at all.

In the dark basement, a blood-red skeleton with only its upper body roared at the old man in the painting.

Zhang Xun's unrivaled sword locked the space, and no matter how he used the Blood Demon Fairy's spells, he could not escape.

If the fairy in the painting was not proficient in the art of space and Zhang Yangrong rescued him in time, he might not have been able to save half of his body!

Zhang Tianzheng, who had been deprived of the foundation of immortality by Zhang Xun, is in urgent need of a large amount of spiritual blood from monks, otherwise he may not be able to maintain his half-blood demon immortal body.

How could Zhang Tianzheng, who had already sacrificed so much to become an immortal, just let go.

He cursed viciously:

“Zhang Xun, I’m going to skin you and cramp you!

Die badly! "

Zhang Xun, who was far away in Beauxbatons, France, felt a little cold on his neck.

Seeing Ms. Maxim's "murderous aura" gradually softening, he changed the subject.

"Before I came here, I heard that your school's potions studies are as good as my own at Hogwarts. I have long admired your school's potions skills.

I imagine that the Potions Professor who comes to your school must be a real Potions Master.

It just so happens that I also have a lot of experience in potions, and I would like to ask you to introduce me to them. "

Zhang Xun's words just tickled Ms. Maxim's itch. Hogwarts was famous in Europe for its Transfiguration, Potions, and Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.

Although the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts has become a shortcoming in recent years due to Voldemort, he is still the undisputed leader in Europe in terms of transfiguration and potions.

Durmstrang is proficient in alchemy and Defense Against the Dark Arts classes (or dueling classes are more appropriate). Beauxbatons, as one of the three prestigious schools sandwiched between Hogwarts and Durmstrang, It appears to be limited, neither up nor down.

Zhang Xun praised Beauxbatons' potential in potions, which made Ms. Maxim feel that she had regained her face.

If nothing else, it can be said that Alice Hardy's potion knowledge has no equal in France!

Ms. Maxim was also aware of the fact that Alice and the Potions Professor at Hogwarts had some exchanges about Potions.

The lady chuckled and said, "Oh, didn't you expect Beauxbatons' potions to be so famous now?"

"Beauxbatons has always been a member of the three largest magic academies in Europe, so he naturally has merit."

Zhang Xun's modest manner made Ms. Maxim laugh heartily, and she happily turned her head to look at the little witches of Beauxbatons, looking for the beautiful figure with silver-white hair.

"Fleur, as Professor Hardy's favorite student, it's up to you to invite her over."

Fleur, who was among the little witches of Beauxbatons, smiled slightly, causing all the boys who focused on her to lose their focus for a moment. Only Zhang Xun was immune to the temptation from the Veela bloodline with his strong mental power.

Zhang Xun found that all the little wizards except himself looked like pigs. He coughed lightly, and it was like a thunder in everyone's ears, interrupting their fascination with Furong's bloodline.

Many young wizards in Beauxbatons had become accustomed to Fleur's amazing charm, but they were still fascinated by her.

Ron patted Harry, who was still in a daze beside him, and murmured to himself:

"Brother, I seem to be in love."

Even if one puts aside Veela's bloodline charm ability, Fleur's appearance is impeccable, as exquisite as a peerless beauty that only appears in paintings.

If it were placed in ancient times, Zhang Xun felt that many people would be willing to be King You of Zhou who played beacon fire with the princes for the sake of this French "favorite".

Zhang Xun looked at Furong with a clear and appreciative gaze, as if he was looking at a work of art, which surprised Furong, who was used to the scorching eyes of outsiders who wanted to eat her alive.

He is truly an extraordinary boy, but do you want to see the professor's potion skills?

I'm afraid you will only embarrass yourself by then.

Furong blinked at Zhang Xun, her eyebrows opening and closing with a natural charm, the perfect combination of purity and charm in her body, making the other little witches lament the injustice of God.

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