The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 266 A small error in time transmission

Time passed quickly, and the four founders quickly finished handling the affairs in the castle, and then began to nervously defend against the next wave of attacks from the church.

But about a month later, a piece of news came from a distance that several people couldn't believe.

A mutiny broke out in the Vatican. Otto Apocalis, uncle of the current Pope Marcel Apocalis, led an army into the imperial city, sent his nephew to the gallows, and declared his successor as the next pope.

It seems that this uncle seems to have some deep hatred for his nephew.

The Holy See is currently short of manpower and is no longer able to fight the wizards to the death, so the two sides decisively chose to negotiate a peace.

The war ended like this, after countless people sacrificed their lives for that twisted belief.

After studying with these founders for a few days, Ms. Ravenclaw had completely understood how to use the time turner.

It was finally time to go back.

"Thank you very much for your help. You have saved countless lives."

When the two stood on the teleportation platform, Slytherin handed over a book.

"This is what I have learned all my life. Judging from Mr. Dumbledore's spellcasting status, dark magic seems to have been completely lost in your time, so I want to give this book to this child."

"Ah, thank you, Mr. Slytherin."

Zhang Qi touched the book made of human skin unnaturally, but the expression on his face was still as natural as usual.

"Give me the book when you go back. You can only study that kind of stuff when you become an adult."

Dumbledore poked Zhang Qi from behind.

"Actually, there is no knowledge that should be banned in the world. Some knowledge just shouldn't be used."

Slytherin gave a rare laugh.

"Life is always difficult, but as long as you get through it, you'll be fine."

Ms. Ravenclaw also said from the side.

"Goodbye, boy, if I can live to be 1000 years later, I will definitely have a drink with you"!

Gryffindor waved his hand very generously.

"I buried two boxes of wine for you on the hillside over there. To make it easier to identify them, I planted a whomping willow seedling on them. You will find them easily in the future."

Hufflepuff waved goodbye in kind.

"So you two, I have successfully anchored your time and space, but I still want to remind you that this spell is not particularly stable. You are likely to stop in the middle of time and space for a period of time before you can reach the correct destination. ".

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can go back normally."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Then goodbye, I hope you can make this school the greatest wizarding school in Europe"!

Zhang Qi waved to the four founders, and with a burst of bright light rising from the magic circle, the two figures slowly disappeared.

"How about Rowena, did they two reach their destination safely"?

Gryffindor asked with a disappointed look on his face.

"Sorry, there seems to be a little accident. Only one person returned to Hogwarts 1000 years in the future, and the other person seemed to be about 50 years in advance."...

"Arrived at Hogwarts 50 years early? He should be able to be sent back in the end, right?"

Gryffindor asked anxiously.

"I will definitely be able to return to my true destination in the end, but"...

Ravenclaw looked at the magic circle in front of him and frowned.

"But there seems to be a big deviation in the location. The deviation value has almost reached five, which means that a person may have been teleported half a world away"...

"I can only wish them good luck"...

Slytherin shrugged his shoulders.

…………

"Ah, my head hurts so much."

With a flash of white light, Dumbledore opened his eyes and returned to the Room of Requirement in Hogwarts.

There were piles of debris around him, and they looked exactly the same as when he left. He should have returned to the correct time and space.

"Ah, what a magical journey, isn't it?"

ValleyDumbledore sighed strangely, but no one spoke behind him.

"Mr. Zirol"?

Dumbledore looked back strangely.

There was no one behind him.

"Damn, something unexpected happened."

Dumbledore stamped his foot anxiously, but he was still powerless to do anything about the current situation.

………………

"Where am I?"

There was a hard touch under his feet. Zhang Qi shook his head and found that he seemed to be in an alley.

"What is this place"?

When you look up, the buildings next to you are all traditional Western-style buildings, with large white roofs and granite walls, just like some of the old towns in London.

But why is the smell here so familiar?

Zhang Qi put his hand into his pocket with some confusion and held the Type 54 pistol that still had bullets.

"Young master, do you want to charter a car?"

The moment Zhang Qi walked out of the alley, a squatting middle-aged man next to him immediately stood up and asked in Shanghainese with a face full of expectations.

Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment, and instinctively shook his hand to express rejection.

"Hey, sir, do you live here? If you want to charter a car in the future, you can come to me at any time and give me some business."

The middle-aged man scratched his head in disappointment, and then bent towards Zhang Qi.

"What do you call me?"

Zhang Qi felt that this place seemed a little weird. He took out a box of unopened cigarettes from his pocket, opened it and handed one to the middle-aged man.

"Hey! None of Harmon's cigarettes are as good as this one"!

The middle-aged man took the cigarette with gleaming eyes, then put it in his mouth and lit it.

"Country people don't have many names. Just call me Huzi."

"Ah, please ask, where is this place?"

Zhang Qi asked pretending to be casual.

"Ah, this is Suzhou River. Sir, is this your first time back here?"

The middle-aged man asked, nodding and bowing.

"It's not the first time, but I haven't been here before."

Zhang Qi was trembling inside, but remained calm on the surface.

"Isn't business doing well recently?"

There was a subtle explosion in the distance. After hearing the sound, the corners of Zhang Qi's eyes twitched obviously.

That's the sound of artillery fire!

"Yeah, those short winter melons have no idea why they're so angry. They've been shooting off firecrackers lately."

Huzi sighed, then pointed to a huge, dirty building across the river.

"Sir, are you not a local? Are you new here?"

"My mother is French and she met my father in China. I have lived in France for a long time."

Zhang Qi nodded and said some provocative words using real information.

"No wonder, have you seen the building over there? That's the Sihang Warehouse. Those short winter melons have been trying to knock it down, but the warehouse wall is hard enough and they can't chew it down."

The middle-aged man smiled mockingly, and then continued:

"I picked up a religious man yesterday and he told me that this side of the river is heaven and the other side of the river is hell!"