Vol 12 Chapter 143: Dumbledore? ? ?

The next day...
Mu Lin got up out of bed in a daze, because he always felt that someone was calling himself, knocking on his door, and the constant'boom~boom~boom~', which made his good spring dreams disappear. . He wanted to see, it was the who mixed his dreams. If it's not a good thing, you must fight all his shit.
"Who!" The door opened was accompanied by Mu Linna's irritable and depraved sound from getting up. Uh, "What are you doing!?"
"Mu Lin, come, we haven't had a good meal together for a long time, how about, have a breakfast with me and Jinzhong!?" At the door, Zhang Zhiwei pushed Tian Jinzhong, and the two of them were just like that. At the door of Lin De.
"You two old boys, why don't you come to knock on my door early in the morning! Are you peeping!?" After being awakened, Mu Lin looked at the door and looked at the two brothers of his own. He got angry for a while. , Looked at them both with no anger.
"I'm going...You kid don't have to wear clothes to sleep?!" Zhang Zhiwei's face was black, looking at Mu Lin with bare buttocks.
"Tsk, the is really white!" Tian Jinzhong joked while sitting in the wheelchair.
The two of them don't have that kind of thing at all. The elderly should be stable, but they have the same time as a three-year-old child.
"Well, young man, the young man is more irritable, you two know..." Mu Lin laughed and shrugged, picked up the bed and began to put on his clothes. He didn't expect these two old boys to come by himself today. , But he didn't believe that it was just for a lunch to find these two goods in a good mood.
"It's you, it's still so slippery!" Tian Jinzhong laughed and scolded. He was still sitting in his wheelchair, but here, ah, there are others, but he is already used to a wheelchair so that he can use it as a chair, but he still uses his hands. Eat by yourself. For decades, I have no hands or feet. Although Mu Lin has been cured by chanting in the past few days, after all, I have not had any hands or feet to live for decades, so I am not used to it for a while. "Okay, come and eat!" As they said, the two of them took out the breakfast that had been prepared long ago and placed them on the table.
After getting dressed, Mu Lin had to come and sit down, but when looking at the hot meals on the table, Mu Lin's mouth twitched from time to time when he smelled it, and he gave these two people a straight look: "I said you This is too much preparation..."
"How to say?" Zhang Zhiwei said vaguely while chewing on the old fritters.
"You old boy, I can't take the medicine better, but it's something I'm particularly familiar with!" Mu Lin looked at the two people who were a little bit veiled and laughed awkwardly: "'God's fall', Even if it’s a god, you have to pour it! It will be able to completely seal that person’s qi in a certain period of time..." Sit down and grab Zhang Zhiwei and eat the fried dough sticks on the side: "I said, you two are prepared enough. It's enough, but I know that I used to use this set often before, so I can't change it!"
Oh, when Mu Lin was still in Longhu Mountain, sometimes his master Chunyang disliked him for eating too much. He was a rice bucket, uh, rice bowl, so he just let him eat it for the last time, so Mu Lin started to spoil him. The Mongolian sweat medicine was put in the tea directly before the meal, and almost the entire Dragon Tiger Mountain was overwhelmed. Then he ate a special meal by himself. By the way, his master Chunyang was also drugged down by him, for him After waking up and beating himself violently, he specially used this kind of "fairy pour" to make him temporarily lose his skill. Uh, although I was beaten up later.
Seeing where the two people were awkwardly lowering their heads and gnawing on the old fried dough sticks, Mu Lin reluctantly said, "Well, I didn't say that I want this position as a celestial master. I have become comfortable with it for so many years. I'm not interested in that. But..." Mu Lin squinted awkwardly at where Zhang Zhiwei was eating: "I said, is it necessary? The 65th generation celestial master came to give me medicine personally, and the target was his own junior brother. !"
"Ahem, what? I'm afraid you won't agree, you can only do this first!" Zhang Zhiwei smiled.
"What anxious, this is only the semi-finals, and besides me, there are also Feng Baobao and the Feng family boy." Mu Lin curled his lips when he heard this. He is not uncommon in this position of celestial master, and his hurts when he sits on it. , You still have to deal with such a large group of people, this is not something to do by yourself.
"Hahaha, Heavenly Master Zhang, it seems that this little brother is quite interesting!" At this moment, a somewhat weird voice came from outside the door, and two elderly men in one black and one white robe walked in. Find a place to sit down and look at Mu Lin with interest.
"I'm going, Dumbledore?!!!" Mu Lin looked at the person in surprise, these two made him feel, yeah, I wouldn't just slept and ran into the magical world again, ( Harry Potter World).
"Oh? Does this little brother know us the old dean?!" The white-robed old man also looked at Mu Lin with a little surprise: "I didn't expect that the little brother actually knew our old dean. It was really surprising. "
"Emm, there really is!" Mu Lin is also strange, how can there be such things as magicians in the world under one person, I said the system, why is there still Dumbledore in this world?
"Ding! The world is at the extremes of the world under one person, and the magical world is in the West. This world is not related at all. What happens in the world of'Harry Potter' will not affect this side, so please rest assured, the host!"
Well, that's the case, then I can rest assured...what a fart! ! ! Now people from the Western Academy of Magic are standing in front of me, how can I be relieved!
"Oh! I forgot to introduce them. These two are from Isaac Byrne, the dean of the Feramel College of Ying Country, and...er..." The heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei looked at the black robe in embarrassment. Winner, because I haven't seen him before, so I don't even know the name of the person, and it was a bit embarrassing for a while.
"Victor, the instructor of the college, is also my proudest student!" Seeing Zhang Zhiwei's embarrassment, the white-robed Isaac reminded him in time.
"Oh yes, they are foreigners from the West..." Zhang Zhiwei added as a supplement...Well, it's so embarrassing.
"I'm sorry, please don't use the word foreigner to address us, this word is not very accurate for us..." The black-robed Victor said a little arrogantly.
For a while, the air in the room was embarrassing because of his words... ,,.