Reborn Harry Potter

..Chapter 134 What a master!

They talk in English.

A man pointed to the Chinese people on the street and said, "Are they good at kung fu? Just like Bruce Lee." As he spoke, he took out a nunchuck out of nowhere and started beating indiscriminately, babbling.

The people next to him immediately moved away from him to avoid injury.

Someone hesitated and said: "This? It should be impossible, but I think they all know kung fu, but they should not be as good as Bruce Lee."

Another person said: "I watched on TV, a Chinese person kept kneading a ball of dough and pulled it dozens of times. It was so thin and so long, it was estimated to be tens of meters long." He gestured exaggeratedly with his hands. .

Then I looked curiously at the Chinese people who came and went, wondering if they could do the same.

This is a group of children misled by Chinese cultural propaganda videos.

"Hello, are you going to Potala? Someone called them from behind, a beautiful young man.

"Yes." Someone replied.

"Are you traveling alone?" A girl asked in surprise, and looked behind him to see if there were any parents.

Harry nodded obediently: "I read it from the book, and I'm curious about the Potala Palace, so I came here to play during the summer vacation."

"Are you older this year?" A bearded man asked dissatisfiedly, feeling that his parents were going too far. Although the children were educated abroad to be independent, it was not appropriate for such a young child to travel alone in other countries.

Harry said without changing his expression, "I'm 15 this year."

Said a certain boy about to celebrate his 12th birthday.

No one doubts this sentence. First of all, the height problem is in line, and he looks far more mature than an 11-year-old bear kid. The important thing is that they never thought that an 11-year-old foreign boy would travel abroad.

"I am of mixed race and grew up in China." Harry said.

They looked at Harry in surprise.

"Really? Then do you speak Chinese?"

"It's as easy as I speak English."

So a bunch of questions came to Harry.

They originally came here longing for Chinese culture, and what they saw and heard along the way made them have strange questions. Now that they have a China hand that they can communicate with, they are so polite.

Harry was sweating profusely from their questions, it was all kinds of strange things, obviously it was just a normal daily life for Chinese people.

So Harry temporarily became their teacher, popularizing "postures" for them.

Finally, Harry said with a smile on his face: "Also, you must remember some common sense, every Chinese can kung fu, every Chinese can stretch noodles into tens of meters, every dancing goddess has to change You need clothes to fight, and don't wonder why the enemy doesn't attack them for 1 minute when they change clothes, because they are invincible during that time."

Although they didn't understand what the Dancing Goddess was, they thought it was amazing.

Seeing that someone looked puzzled and seemed to be asking carefully, Harry quickly changed the subject: "I just heard that you are also going to the Potala Palace, can I go with you?"

After walking this distance, they all admired Harry for knowing everything, so they all agreed. Besides, they are all crooked Chinese, and it feels too kind to meet in a foreign country.

"Jessica, what do you think?" A man who was not as handsome as Harry asked a girl, he didn't really want to listen to Jessica, it was just a way of flattering her.

Harry had already noticed the girl named Jessica.

very beautiful.

She has big golden waves, and the sun is shining directly at this time, and her golden hair is so dazzling that it blinds the eyes.

The hair was also the first thing Harry saw, and her pretty face after that.

Harry had to admit that in all his years in England, he had rarely seen such pure blonde hair without a single blemish.

Not to mention Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but there is really a person whose hair shines brighter than Jessica's, and that is Draco Malfoy, but his hair is no longer blond, but platinum, which tends to be silver of light.

When everyone was scrambling to ask questions just now, she just listened quietly from the sidelines.

Every small group has a central point, and this small group is Jessica, and many boys behave in front of her intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course Jessica wouldn't disagree.

So when the group of them arrived at an agreed place, they got on the bus they had contacted earlier.

The bus, which was completely different from the trams in the UK, was bumpy and creaky. Harry didn't know how long he hadn't sat on it.

The journey took several hours, and along the way they asked Harry to tell them about his life in China.

So from the fairy tales of famous Chinese mountains, to roadside Mala Tang snacks. 5000 years of celebrity history, anecdotes and strange events, dynasties changed, the emperor conquered the world, Qin Shihuang ran away with his sister-in-law, Jing Ke and Gao Jianli had to talk about One Thousand and One Nights, Weilong Latiao, Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf... Harry never knew he could talk like that.

The things that every ordinary Chinese know, were uttered by Harry in an epic book.

What he said was full of hype, and the group of British teenagers listened with gusto, their eyes sparkling.

It turns out that China is so interesting.

They have become obsessed with what Harry calls China.

During the conversation along the way, the intimacy increased a lot, and even the quiet Jessica talked to Harry.

A few bad friends who had a good time with the blonde girl teased her that she seemed to have a crush on Harry, Jessica was slightly embarrassed.

Harry prayed silently: "Don't fall in love with brother, brother still has two that haven't been taken care of well."

Thanks to Jessica for not knowing what Harry thinks.

Then, Harry quietly "stayed away" from Jessica, not talking to her anymore.

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Happy times are always short-lived.

The car was slow, but it arrived.

And the crooked nuts in the cart all expressed their reluctance, and the story Harry told was so interesting.

They invite Harry to play with them, but Harry refuses.

I still have work to do.

They bid farewell to Harry.The true feelings are revealed, and the people you meet on the road are always memorable.

Jessica finally hugged Harry, and she asked quietly: "Why did you lie to them?"

Harry blurted out, "How do you know I'm under 12!"

In Harry's view, of course, only lying about one's age was a lie.

Jessica was stunned, then looked at Harry who was one point higher than her, and said with difficulty: "You're not under twelve?!"

Harry smiled shyly but politely.

Jessica blushed: "Hmph, so you are the little brother."

She suddenly kissed Harry lightly on the cheek: "Goodbye, little brother, big liar."

Immediately, he turned back in embarrassment and returned to the team, his red ears reflected his bright blond hair.

Originally came to ask why Harry wanted to lie to them that Chinese people know kung fu and forgot.

Harry was surprised by the behavior of the blond girl, why did no girl treat me like this when I was in primary school in England.

He waved to them and left.

"Wow, Jessica, you are so active." The girl with big breasts said half surprised and half exaggerated.

The blond girl said as if explaining and telling them the truth: "Don't think about it, he told me just now that he is actually only 12 years old, just a child."

Sure enough, they were all surprised.

The intermittent sound entered Harry's ears faintly.

Harry had already walked to the back of the magnificent Potala Palace.

Why do you have to go to the back? Don’t you know that all the tall people on TV will live in the back mountain, the backyard, etc. As for why, it should be the common hobby of the tall people.

The Potala Palace is really magnificent. Standing in a huge square, there are Buddhist believers who come to offer incense and worship Buddha. The red and white buildings that you see when you look up are just a large piece of Potala that you have seen from the photos in the past. palace.

Passing through buildings with unique styles, a monk came over.

He made a salute: "Benefactor, my family's master uncle is here to invite you."

Harry took a look, oops, my God, there can't be really tall people.

Harry asked him who his master uncle was, and the monk just shook his head.

After walking for 10 minutes, they came to a quiet Zen courtyard behind the main hall.

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Luobei: I'm really a big star who got banned. It's really a celebration, and I don't have to endure the break and water anymore.