System experience officer

Alande was responsible for the follow-up. Anyway, Han Zifeng didn't hurt anyone, and those who died were basically things that could be bought and sold. So, the worst thing is to pay for two bottles of magic potion. Anyway, there is nothing the Ministry of Magic can do about this kind of thing. Even the dragon that was dissected before was only replaced with a few re-cultivated potions. Of course, it was the antidote to the legendary dragon plague syphilis potion.

Anyway, Zifeng couldn't understand what the three of them were cooking all day long. Anyway, it was her trophies, all of which were turned into bottles of potions. Of course, the three of them would also exchange those trophies into gold galleons. , sent into her small treasury.

Zifeng is very satisfied with this, really satisfied, and has made a lot of gold. She spent money lavishly and bought a lot of house elves, as well as various oriental recipes, which she ordered the elves to arrange. As for farming and other work, the elves are naturally responsible for it.

Zifeng still maintains a playful attitude and even robbed a wave of museums, but the Oriental here, well, it is really an Oriental concept. Except for some different Chinese food in Chinatown, there are only specious recipes left.

What makes Zifeng even more speechless is that the concept of the East here is basically a combination of the culture of the island country and Bangzi, and it is not a Chinese civilization at all. This makes Zifeng very unhappy, more like tearing down the world.

Faced with a child who was getting crazier as he played, the fortune-telling system still gave him a task. The first was to kill Voldemort, and then to demolish the world.

Zifeng asked calmly: "Wait a minute, how many units are the seven soul weapons now?"

The system replied: "After October 81, 10, killing Voldemort will count as clearing the level. If Lily's family is not dead, then there will be 20 units. Clear them all. Then, you can do whatever you want with this space. It's all yours. question."

Zifeng asked again: "What will happen if this space is left alone?"

The system calmly replied: "Just leave it alone. Anyway, the three worlds will be dealt with by themselves. In the worst case, they will merge and have a fight. If the people from that world win, the people from which world will count." Zifeng nodded. Click, okay, okay, that's it.

Since the big duel was before little Harry was born, during this period, just take care of your cheap brother, and that's it. If he doesn't obey, he will be whipped a few more times. He is not required to become a Gryffindor, but at least he cannot become a Death Eater.

Severus looked at his sister's malicious eyes and asked speechlessly: "Oh, my dear sister, do you dare to tell your poor brother what you are thinking?"

Zifeng said confidently: "I don't ask you to join Gryffindor, but at least you can't join me as a Death Eater, otherwise I will break your legs, forget about your hands, um, this is more threatening. sex."

Severus covered his face. Sure enough, his sister didn't mean anything good. Zifeng said to Arad: "By the way, I'll give you three a topic, dragon plague syphilis medicine, I want the one that is effective in one shot, and then 28 Holy Family, each family will give a free bottle, anyway, wait until the younger brother graduates , the 28 sacred tribes will all be infected with dragon disease syphilis, and they will not survive for more than a week, come on."

Silver asked doubtfully: "Wait, wait, this is unscientific, the onset of Dragon Plague Syphilis is a very long process."

Zifeng said calmly: "My stupid brother, you are potion masters. Prince does not need to do anything other than making potions and ensuring that the potions are effective. As for whether they will be cured again, will they?" If you don't get it and die, that's not something we should consider. What you need to consider is that if we treat it, it will be cured. No matter how they die in the future, it is not our business, right? "

Xifu and others are all smart people, and they can easily understand the central idea that Zifeng wants to express. Alande asked: "Prophet?"

Zifeng replied: "Absolutely. Anyway, my little brother is about to graduate, and the Holy 28 clan will continue to die. As for whether it can be saved, it will definitely die, and it will not survive. After all, it is a black hand without a nose. This kind of thing is not a disease. It's about poisoning. As a drug seller, we can't bear the poisoning. I just thought, disgusting and disgusting, the poisoner."

Alande: "Oh no, this news is very bad."

Zifeng replied calmly: "So I asked you, an old man who is about to die, to kill that guy after he graduates. After all, killing the poisoner requires a certain amount of planning. Who calls you Xiaoqiang?"

Xifu asked Zifeng: "So, my dear sister, what result do you want to get?"

Zifeng replied calmly: "I hope? Before I disappear, you can continue to live. Even without me, your bad brother, well, you won't be a bachelor for the rest of your life, let alone 40." As he spoke, he looked at his younger brother with a look of disgust on his face, and then thought about it and said, "Well, well, live like an old bat. Humph."

Xifu was speechless. Will he live such a miserable life? Just listen to the miserable sister complaining: "I don't want to be an unknown tragic hero. No, you can chase her if you like it. Watching a stupid boy pick up his girlfriend, you deliberately assisted and took your only girl away." Isn't it unhealthy for a friend to cry in anger, run away, and regret his life?"

The other two princes looked at Sif with a playful expression, and Alande asked: "So, what about us?"

Zifeng replied calmly: "If I hadn't beaten Tobia away, Sif should be a bachelor now. He will be a bachelor until his death. He lives his whole life like a greasy old bat and doesn't wash his hair. , I don’t change my clothes and keep my face dark all day long.”

Everyone covered their faces and Xiver twitched the corner of his mouth. Did he have such a low evaluation? However, he knew it well and would not let himself live like this. He asked curiously: "Girlfriend?"

Zifeng replied calmly: "Lily Evans, lives in Spider End Lane, the street next to it."

Snape looked at the sky speechlessly and asked: "Oh, no, sister, have you forgotten that we know her, but we haven't been back for a long time. I guess the sisters must be worried, right?"

Zifeng patted her head, she still really didn't remember. She successfully received a look from Sifu, but thinking about it, she also missed the sisters very much. Well, she should go back and take a look when she has time.

Zifeng said calmly: "Speaking of which, you have to think about it carefully. If you really fall in love with her, you will probably have to change yourself. The gap between you is like Gryffindor and Slytherin. They are two completely parallel lines." From the look of the conversation, when you enter Slytherin, haha, you will look more like a guy from two worlds."