Pantheon plane lottery system

Chapter 218 Plan
Despite Harry's guidance, Zhang Chen ran too far before, and only saw the Black Forest in the middle of the night.

It took half the night to return to Hogwarts.

Originally, Zhang Chen thought that it was late at night and he should take Harry back to the dormitory, but as soon as Zhang Chen entered Hogwarts, he saw a group of people rushing out.

Zhang Chen had sharp eyes, and saw Hermione and Jia Lei in it.

After Zhang Chen was surrounded by a large group of people, Zhang Chen said jokingly, "I just brought Harry back, so you won't have such a big fight?"

Because the sky was relatively dark, and the magic released by a group of people was only surrounded by a white light, so everyone couldn't see it very clearly. After Zhang Chen spoke, Hermione and Jia Lei found out that it was Zhang Chen.

"morning!"

"Morning Instructor!"

Hermione and Jia Lei walked up to Zhang Chen in surprise, "Teacher, how is Harry?"

Zhang Chen shrugged his shoulders at this time, and Harry was wearing a black robe, showing a head from Zhang Chen's back.

"Hermione, Jia Lei." Harry forced a smile.

Hermione looked puzzled at Harry's reluctant expression, "Chen, what's wrong with Harry? Is he sick?"

Looking at Harry's tired look behind him, Zhang Chen couldn't help touching his nose in embarrassment, "Well, it might be airsick."

Hermione looked at Zhang Chen suspiciously.

Harry is a Quidditch player, flying around in the sky every day, so how could he get airsick? !

Harry said slowly at this time, "Hermione, I'm fine, just...vomit!" Harry retched suddenly while speaking, Zhang Chen hastily put him down.

It would be embarrassing if this kid vomited on his body.

After Zhang Chen put Harry on the ground, Harry's legs went limp, and he fell to the side. Jia Lei caught Harry quickly.

"Are you okay?"

Harry forced a smile, and at the same time looked at Zhang Chen with a hint of complexity.

In fact, the reason why Harry didn't blame Harry at all was that Zhang Chen deviated too far in the direction, so Zhang Chen's speed along the way had soared to the extreme.

Zhang Chen naturally didn't care about the wind pressure. After all, his body had been strengthened, but the wind pressure of such intensity had already tortured Harry beyond recognition.

Zhang Chen didn't care about Harry. After seeing someone taking care of Harry, Zhang Chen went directly to one of the tutors in the college, "Which one is in the college, Professor Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall?"

"They're not here, they're all chasing Voldemort." The mentor was still wary of Zhang Chen.

"Chen, your suspicion has not been ruled out, so I can't let you enter the academy, I hope you can understand."

Zhang Chen nodded, "How about this, is Hagrid there? I'll spend the night at Hagrid's place tonight, is that okay?"

In fact, according to the instructor's idea, Zhang Chen's personal freedom should be restricted first, but Zhang Chen's strength is obvious to all, and he can run after Voldemort. Nodding his head, he agreed to Zhang Chen's suggestion. After all, these people probably weren't enough for Zhang Chen's teeth.

Soon, everyone went back to rest. Zhang Chen asked his mentor to signal Dumbledore and the others, and then he came to Hagrid's cabin.

The light in Hagrid's hut was still on at this time, and Zhang Chen guessed that Hagrid was still awake, so he knocked decisively on the door.

Inside, Hagrid was sitting on a chair with a sad face.

Zhang Chen was brought here by him. From the first time he met Zhang Chen to the last when Zhang Chen came to the academy to teach, he and Zhang Chen got along for such a long time. In fact, he had already begun to like Zhang Chen's character.

No matter when Zhang Chen feels very reliable, with such a friend by his side, no matter who he is, he will be very satisfied.

Thinking of this, Hagrid sighed again.

But now that Zhang Chen and Voldemort have been forcibly linked together, Hagrid has no evidence to help Zhang Chen get rid of the suspicion.

"I don't know where Zhang Chen is now..."

Just as Hagrid was thinking about Zhang Chen, there was a knock on the door.

"Who!"

Hagrid stood up, looking warily at the door of the cabin.

It's the middle of the night, who has nothing to knock on the door of his house? !

"Hagrid is me, you haven't rested yet, have you? Just right, I need to stay with you tonight."

Zhang Chen's voice came from outside the door.

Hagrid opened the door immediately after hearing Zhang Chen's voice, and it was indeed Zhang Chen outside the door.

"When did you come back! How's Voldemort? Where's Harry?"

Before Zhang Chen could speak, Hagrid asked a lot of questions.

"I just came back. Harry is fine and has already returned to the academy. As for Voldemort..." Zhang Chen took out a golden ball from his arms.

"It's here!"

Hagrid looked at the golden orb, "This is?"

Zhang Chen threw the golden ball to Hagrid, "Oh, it's Voldemort inside."

Hagrid, who had just caught the ball, heard Voldemort inside and almost dropped the ball to the ground.

"What! You caught him?!"

Zhang Chen walked into the room and sat on the chair directly.

"correct."

Hagrid looked excited, "This is a big deal! You have captured Voldemort, who is frightened by the entire wizarding world! Chen! You are about to prosper!"

Zhang Chen saw that there was still a large glass in front of him, and there was still half a glass of wheat wine in the glass, so he took a sip, "What should I say? Isn't it just a Voldemort?"

Hagrid shook his head, "Do you know how terrifying Voldemort was more than ten years ago. At that time, the entire wizarding world almost belonged to Voldemort. He not only wrote many books about black magic, but also gathered a large number of Heaps of servants have accumulated huge wealth in the entire magic world."

Zhang Chen naturally didn't care about wealth, but when Zhang Chen heard that Voldemort had written many books about black magic, Zhang Chen suddenly became interested.

"You said, there are many black magic books written by him?"

Hagrid was slightly taken aback after Zhang Chen's question, "Shouldn't you be paying attention to the treasures accumulated by Voldemort?!"

Zhang Chen snorted, what's the use of treasure alone?Magic books are priceless treasures!If Voldemort really wrote a lot of books on black magic, then the Treasure Pavilion will usher in a new round of expansion, plus those priceless treasures with huge magical powers in Voldemort's collection, maybe this time it will be a bumper harvest!
Thinking of this, Zhang Chen looked at the ball in Hagrid's hand with a half-smile.

Voldemort, Voldemort, you are so useful.

At this time, Voldemort also felt a chill in the sphere, "It's strange, how can I feel cold without a body? Could it be that my strength has been consumed a lot recently and I'm weak again?"

Voldemort looked at the gray fog that had faded a lot and nodded, "Sure enough."

(End of this chapter)