Hogwarts was already in chaos. Many wizards had arrived with their families or the Muggles they had rescued.
To prevent confusion, Professor Flitwick and the others had posted the names of British cities on the door of every classroom.
People went into the classroom corresponding to where they came from.
These shaken wizards and Muggles grew much calmer once they were together with people from the same city.
The rooms were comfortably arranged. At least everyone received a cushion and a blanket, while Hogwarts' house-elves and the House-elf Housekeeping Company bustled about.
Fortunately, they only needed to provide plain bread and water, so the workload was still manageable.
The Muggles were already fascinated by what they saw. The bread on the platters in the middle of the rooms seemed inexhaustible. Whenever more than half was taken, fresh bread immediately appeared.
Overhead, thousands of candles floated gently up and down, casting light every bit as bright as electric lamps.
As Zhang Xiao passed these rooms, he could hear people wrapped in blankets, cradling hot water and whispering:
"Were you dragged here by some lunatic wizard too?"
"What? There were actually kind wizards who brought you here?"
"My aunt in London called me. She said an angel told them a new great flood was coming and that we should find the new ark."
"That bread is incredible. No matter how much you take, it never runs out..."
Seeing their expressions, filled with wonder but also fear and uncertainty, Zhang Xiao felt his tightly strung nerves ease a little. At least... they had saved some people.
Hogwarts Castle had lost its usual bustle. The corridors, normally full of young witches and wizards making mischief, were quiet. Occasionally, prefects hurried past.
They looked surprised to see Zhang Xiao. Some offered a quick greeting; others