The demon monk in the second dimension

Many old demons thought they had found true love, true affection, and a disciple they could entrust with their lives, only to be reduced to ashes and their souls scattered, with everything inherited by the other party.

This is a lesson learned through blood and tears from countless predecessors!

Back at Longhu Mountain, Xia Zhi introduced Xia Die to everyone.

Xia Zhi had previously mentioned Xia Die's situation, which angered many Longhu Mountain disciples about the actions of the Medicine Immortal Society and saddened them for Xia Die's fate.

The Old Master also agreed to take Xia Die in.

In such a large place as Longhu Mountain, there's no need to worry about such a poor child having a meal.

Zhang Chulan, a clever little boy, ran up to Xia Die with a handful of candy.

"Here, this candy was brought back from abroad by my martial uncle, it's really sweet!"

Not to be outdone, Zhang Lingyu put a chicken leg on Xia Die's plate during dinner that night.

Zhang Chulan followed and picked up a piece of braised pork.

The two went back and forth, and finally, looking at her rice bowl piled high, Xia Die looked at Xia Zhi for help with a blank expression, which made everyone laugh.

The next day, Xia Zhi began to formally teach Xia Die.

Because of the Gu core within her body, Xia Die naturally wouldn't follow the ordinary cultivation path like others.

Xia Zhi chose the "Gu Ren Jing" for Xia Die.

There was once a Nascent Soul cultivator who also used the same method of using people as poison.

Unfortunately, he was too arrogant and offended Xia Zhi, so he was completely doomed.

This "Gu Ren Jing" is a spoil of war.

Although the highest level one can reach is the Golden Core stage, and one would need to find a new method afterward, it is enough for Xia Die.

The "Gu Man Scripture" is a technique specifically created for Gu poison, capable of absorbing Gu poison from the body and transforming it into magical power, making it perfect for Xia Die.

A few days later, Xia Zhi received a letter from Hogwarts, which indicated the start date of the semester and the books he needed to buy for the semester.

Make arrangements for Xia Die, instructing her to listen to the Old Celestial Master and not to forget to cultivate every day.

Five days before the start of the school term, Xia Zhi set off for Hogwarts.

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This time, Xia Zhi didn't use the flying broom, but instead used Apparition repeatedly to make short jumps.

He rested several times along the way, and after a whole day, at the cost of almost exhausting all his magical power, he finally arrived at the Breaking Cauldron Bar.

"As expected. Using Apparition continuously over short distances consumes significantly less energy than teleporting across thousands of kilometers!"

At the Leaky Cauldron, Summer Solstice met Harry Potter.

He looked surprised.

"Harry? Are you shopping in Diagon Alley? We can go together!"

Harry scratched his face, embarrassed to admit that he had blown his aunt's hair out during the summer holidays, and mumbled something.

"A lot has happened. In fact, I live here now."

Then Xia Zhi noticed a large head peeking out from behind Harry.

This is a skinny house-elf with long ears like bat wings and a long nose similar to Pinocchio's.

He's just average-looking.

he wondered.

"This is?"

Harry introduced the summer solstice.

"This is Dobby, my house-elf."

Xia Zhi raised an eyebrow.

It seems that our savior has done quite a lot in places he doesn't know about.

Inside the bar, Xia Zhi greeted Tom.

"Mr. Tom, it's been a long time. Get me a room."

"It's Mr. Xia, it's been a long time."

Tom handed a key to Xia Zhi and smiled.

"Room number eight, which you like, is not occupied yet."

"Thank you."

Nodding to Old Tom, Xia Zhi put her luggage in the room, ate dinner, and had a good night's sleep.

The next day, he was about to go to buy books with Harry when he saw Ron and Hermione in the pub.

After not seeing each other for a summer, both of their skin had turned a wheat color from sun exposure.

It's understandable that Ron went to Egypt, but how come Hermione got so tanned after going to France?

Besides the two of them, the Weasleys were also there.

Ron smiled at Xia Zhi.

"We came here specifically to see Harry, but we didn't expect you to arrive today too, Xia! What a coincidence!"

So, the group of people went to Diagon Alley to buy things together in a lively atmosphere.

On the way, Hermione handed a badge to Summer Solstice.

Xia Zhi looked at the badge and was speechless.

"SPEW? Vomiting?"

"No, it's the House-Elf Welfare Promotion Association!"

Hermione, with a serious expression, explained to Xia Zhi how miserable house-elves are, and then said very excitedly at the end.

"I learned about this from Dobby. This is blatant exploitation and abuse of house-elves! I'm going to start a house-elf welfare promotion association to get wizards to improve the welfare of house-elves! At the very least, they should be paid!"

"Of course I support you, Hermione."

Summer Solstice took the badge and pinned it to her chest. The little witch immediately took out two more badges and handed them to Ron and Harry, saying proudly.

"Look, Xia Zhi has already accepted it!"

Ron was speechless.

"Please! You're Xia's girlfriend, of course he'll support you."

Hermione blushed but did not refute.

"Never mind, we're all friends."

Harry shook his head, took the badge, and pinned it to his chest as well.

Ron had no choice but to follow.

As a result, the Weasley brothers also got into trouble and decided to join the House-Elf Welfare Promotion Association, which Hermione had just established last week.

George and Fred were just having fun; they didn't really want to do anything for the house-elves.

Judging from Hermione's demeanor, she's planning to vigorously develop this organization at Hogwarts.

It's good to give the little witch something to do.

After she fails, she will naturally understand the hardships of being a person in society, and Xia Zhi can take the opportunity to comfort her. It's a win-win situation!

This is not something that can be easily accomplished by a few students.

Chapter 314 New Book, New Professor

In reality, most wizarding households don't have house-elves; only pure-blooded and wealthy wizards do.

House-elves were originally a branch of fairies. But hundreds of years ago, fairies rebelled against humans, attempting to usurp the position of wizards.

After a great battle, the fairies were defeated, leaving behind many prisoners.

The warriors used cruel black magic to enslave these prisoners, then distributed them to wizards who had contributed to the war according to their merits or by purchasing them with money. In the end, they became the house-elves we know today.

When the fairies launched their rebellion, the main force fighting them was primarily composed of pure-blood wizards, and the greatest achievements were made by a few pure-blood wizard families, such as the Black family and the Malfoy family.

Of course, there's also Hogwarts.

Many half-blood wizards' ancestors were just Muggles, so of course no house-elves inherited their lineage.

Not all fairies participated in the rebellion; some chose to help humans.

They are now in charge of managing Gringotts.

Hermione's desire to provide more benefits to house-elves is tantamount to fighting against the most stubborn and oldest forces in the wizarding world.

This force included Voldemort's Death Eaters, but its scope was much broader.

Faced with these non-violent, uncooperative pure-blood families, there was nothing a little witch like her could do. At most, she could only influence Hogwarts and get the school to symbolically give the house-elves a few silver siege wages.

Anyway, their numbers aren't actually that many.

The first stop for the large group of people was Flourish and Blotts to buy this year's textbooks.

When the owner and staff of Flourish and Blotts saw so many people arrive together, they were almost in despair.

The bookstore owner asked them, trembling.

"How many of you are in third grade?"

Harry held up four fingers.

Four. Is something wrong, sir?

The bookstore owner stumbled and almost fainted.

"nothing."

He took a deep breath, and under the admiring gaze of the shop assistant, he put on a thick leather glove on his left hand and picked up a battered wooden stick covered in bite marks with his right hand, and walked into the shop armed.

If this were China, it should be accompanied by the line, "The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, the hero departs, never to return."

His alarmed expression amused everyone.

It's unclear whether it was George or Fred who joked.

"Is he going hunting? This is the first time I've ever heard that our textbooks were hunted!"

Everyone looked into the shop and saw the owner come to a cage filled with many thick books and carefully and quickly open the cage.

In that instant, it was like throwing a piece of meat into a group of crocodiles!

These thick-covered books opened themselves up automatically, and where everyone thought there was a metal cover on the side of the pages, they actually separated into two rows of sharp and huge metal teeth!

These teeth opened and closed wildly, as if they wanted to crush everything in front of them!

Bang! Bang!

These heavy books opened their metal teeth and bit down hard on the iron cage, constantly making a noisy metallic clanging sound.

The shop owner gritted his teeth and, with trembling hands, reached his gloved hand into the cage.

Immediately, several books rushed over and eagerly bit into the glove.

The leather glove sank deep into it.

If it were the arm, the consequences wouldn't be any less severe than being bitten by a shark.

"I thought the invisible books were devastating enough, and I still can't figure out where I put them. But I never imagined there would be books that would drive me even more to despair!"

The shop owner, filled with grief and anger, waved his arms and repeatedly slammed them against the edge of the iron cage.

boom!boom!

The monster books biting his hand were slammed against the iron cage, and one by one they couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

When only one book remained, the shopkeeper quickly pulled out his left hand and then used the wooden stick in his right hand to vigorously pound the monster book that was biting his hand, gritting his teeth and cursing as he hit it.

"You damned, annoying, troublesome monster books, shut up!"

After a series of blows, the monster book seemed to be on its last legs and could no longer be chewed.