The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 325 North American Star

The moment the slap hit the opponent's face, the venue fell into a deathly silence.

"Well, kid, maybe you need to be a little more polite next time you open your mouth to speak, otherwise the girl will be angry."

The corner of Father Anderson's mouth raised slightly, and he said gloatingly to the dull boy.

"My teeth"!

The boy who had been slapped let out a scream belatedly, then squatted on the ground, covering his cheeks, and began to howl.

"Father Anderson, what are you doing"?

The bishop in charge of leading the team walked over unsteadily and blinked vaguely at a few people.

"I'm sorry, Lord Bishop, this kid's mouth was not very clean and made the girl angry, so he got a slap on the face. I think this is atonement for his bad mouth, and we should celebrate it."

Anderson said very calmly.

"Congratulations, child. You were originally going to hell to endure the torture of having your tongue pulled out, but since someone has slapped you, it proves that you have redeemed your sins. You should be happy about this."

Anderson squatted down with a smile and said to the boy who kept spitting out blood and saliva.

"Remember, kid, no matter how powerful the professor behind you is, this is the Vatican, the territory of the Holy See."

Anderson said softly in a volume that only he and the child could hear.

"If there's nothing else, just stand up."

Zhang Qi looked at the boy and said lightly.

He has never had a great impression of these people, especially after witnessing such bullying methods.

"This is not over yet."

The boy stood up from the ground and covered his mouth. He spoke in a very indignant and unclear voice, and then turned around and walked towards his companions.

"Oh, then you should wait until the swelling on your face subsides before you come to us. It has turned purple now."

Zhang Qi smiled and waved to the people opposite.

"You have a bad temper, kid."

Father Anderson began to look again at the young man next to him who was walking around like a salty fish, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, he suddenly began to feel that he should pay attention to the other party.

"Damn, a man who is so rude to a girl should be slapped."

Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders.

"The one in front is the Vatican Cathedral, which is the center of the church and the seat of the Pope."

The priest looked Zhang Qi up and down for a while, and then introduced to everyone:

"The Vatican is both a secular country and a magical government, and it is a magical country with a long history."

"Where we are now is St. Peter's Square. There will be a statue of a believer on top of every pillar around it. In the middle of the square is a fountain and an obelisk. Next to it are shops selling souvenirs and postcards. If If you are interested, you can go and see for yourself."

"No need for now, Anderson, we are mainly here to visit here today. We can buy souvenirs before we leave."

Dumbledore waved his hand and said.

"Of course, and you also have the opportunity to enter the underground library to browse. This is what Mr. Pope agreed to."

Father Anderson bowed.

Gu Yu"By the way, is Father Marcel here now? I haven't seen him for a long time."

Dumbledore sighed.

"Father Marcel has passed away. If you have any ceremonial needs, you can come to me."

Anderson also sighed.

"I'm old now. I heard that my apprentice from back then has been working in your school. How is he doing now?"

"Abraham's fingers are still not very flexible, but he has always done a good job, and he does secretly protect the students."

Dumbledore nodded.

"Your students have the smell of vampires. Both of them have it. I just suspected that they are now blood slaves, but it seems that they are not too afraid of direct sunlight."

Father Anderson frowned.

"Maybe. The two of them often go to some chaotic areas for training. It is normal for them to encounter some local dark creatures. With their strength, ordinary vampires cannot get close at all."

Dumbledore smiled bitterly in his mind.

"Haha, these two can smash the stone pier in the school to the ground. No matter how strong the vampire is, can it be compared to the alchemy puppet made from the armor of the God's Punishment Knight Favaro?"

"But the smell was too strong, and it brought back some not-so-good memories for me. I wish I had thought more about it."

Father Anderson didn't say anything more, and then raised his hand and pointed to the students on the other side of the square who had been observing here.

"Those are the students from Ifamoni in North America. They were noisy upstairs every day and gave me a headache. I simply moved to the basement. To be honest, the screams of the ghouls imprisoned in the basement were louder than The noise they made was much more pleasant."

Father Anderson was rubbing his temples as he spoke, as if he really wanted to teach these ignorant boys a lesson.

"Oh? Do they have any more powerful students? Tell me quickly."

Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully, then rubbed his hands and asked.

"You want to get some information for your school, right?"

Father Anderson pushed up his single-sided glasses and asked a little doubtfully.

"Ah, isn't this normal?"

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Okay, they have offended me anyway, so I don't need to show any mercy."

Father Anderson took off his monocle and wiped it with the corner of his robe.

"They have several powerful students, but the most powerful one is probably the girl known as the Star of North America."

"North American Star"?

Astoria, who was a little tired of this place for some reason, came over and asked curiously.

"The girl's name is Anna Galanna. She comes from a Muggle family. I heard that she has learned fighting and shooting with her father since she was a child. In last year's hunting competition, this child was knocked down with her own homemade bow and arrows and poison. A poisonous leopard won the championship."

"I know there is indeed a hunting competition at Ilfamoni School, but shouldn't students use wands to fight? In that dangerous magical forest, not using magic means you will die quickly."

Dumbledore asked very surprised.

"I also think this little girl is very powerful. In this era, almost no wizards pay attention to physical exercise. Even the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic only practice long-distance running instead of practicing close combat."