Wentworth pointed his wand at the chessboard, and the next second, the black pieces on the board turned into white pieces.

Then, Wentworth turned to Tian Jinzhong and said:

"Master Dao, look, isn't this a win?"

Seeing this scene, Tian Jinzhong couldn't help but look surprised.

Zhang Zhiwei said calmly, "This is called Transfiguration, right? Well, I remember that Dumbledore's family seemed to be very good at Transfiguration. I should say that he is worthy of being his student."

After hearing Zhang Zhiwei's words, Wentworth finally confirmed that Zhang Zhiwei really had a close relationship with his principal.

Zhang Zhiwei was looking at the chessboard and chess pieces in front of him with great interest. After observing for a while, he slowly raised his hand and placed it on the chessboard.

The next second, a golden light appeared like a wave, instantly sweeping across the chessboard in front of him. The entire chessboard and the chess pieces on it were covered with a layer of golden light.

When the golden light faded, the chess piece in front of him returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Wentworth's surprised expression, Zhang Zhiwei said calmly: "Since you choose to use special means, then I can do it too. These are just some small tricks!"

Seeing this, Tian Jinzhong laughed and turned to look at Wentworth, as if he wanted to see how Wentworth planned to proceed.

Wentworth looked at the chessboard in front of him, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head slowly.

Seeing this, Tian Jinzhong waved his hand indifferently, pointed at Zhang Zhiwei, and said:

"It's okay, it's okay. This old guy has lived to such an old age, and his advantage is his rich experience. You are still young..."

However, before Tian Jinzhong could finish his words of comfort, he was interrupted by Wentworth, who shook his head and said, "Master Dao, it looks like we can only have a draw!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Tian Jinzhong was stunned, and then said with a look of surprise: "Draw? Are you sure?!"

Wentworth nodded confidently and responded:

"Sure!"

Then, without waiting for Tian Jinzhong to react, Wentworth raised the wand in his hand again, and with a spell, the chess pieces on the chessboard in front of him exploded one after another.

Wentworth slowly put away his wand under the surprised gazes of Tian Jinzhong and Zhao Huanjin, and said:

"Look, this is a draw!"

Seeing this, while Tian Jinzhong was still dumbfounded, Zhang Zhiwei burst into laughter, and said while laughing: "Force is indeed the simplest and fastest way to break the situation! It is very much like your grandfather's style!"

Then, Zhang Zhiwei said to Zhao Huanjin who was standing beside him: "Go, take this donor to the temple and wait for me. I will be there soon!"

Looking at Wentworth following Zhao Huanjin's back, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes were somewhat deep, and Tian Jinzhong asked: "Brother, what do you think?!"

Zhang Zhiwei was silent for a moment, then slowly answered:

"Why do dragons need the wind to rise?"

As Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, Tian Jinzhong said with a look of resentment on his face: "That's not what I'm talking about. This chess piece is mine! It's mine!"

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned when he heard what Tian Jinzhong said, then he smiled awkwardly and said, "They are customers after all, and you asked them to pay for it. How dare you ask them to compensate you? If the people below see this, it will be a disgrace to our Tianshi Mansion!"

Seeing Tian Jinzhong's unfriendly look, Zhang Zhiwei laughed and said:

"Okay, no problem. I'll compensate you with another set of chess pieces!"

Hearing Zhang Zhiwei's words, Tian Jinzhong said quietly, "Brother, this chess piece of mine is made using the authentic ancient method. Can you afford to pay for it?"

Hearing Tian Jinzhong's words, Zhang Zhiwei was stunned, then he put away the smile on his face and said expressionlessly: "Junior brother? What did you ask just now?"

"Brother, can you afford the compensation?"

"Not this one, but the one before it!"

"Should you give me an explanation?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei slowly stood up and said calmly: "Junior brother, you and I have been brothers for so many years, when have you ever seen me, Zhang Zhiwei? Do you need to explain to others?"

After saying that, Zhang Zhiwei waved his Taoist robe, stood up and left.

While Tian Jinzhong was still in a daze, Zhang Zhiwei flashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After a while, an angry roar was heard in the forest: "Zhang Zhiwei, you shameless man!"

At this time, Wentworth had just sat down in the temple. A little Taoist boy brought him a cup of tea. Wentworth raised the cup and was about to taste it when suddenly a gust of wind blew past in front of Wentworth, which made Wentworth stunned.

At this moment, Zhao Huanjin, who was sitting opposite Wentworth, suddenly said, "Master, why are you running so fast? Where's Uncle Tian?"

Just when Wentworth was still curious about who Zhao Huanjin was talking to, he heard Zhang Zhiwei's voice coming from his superior:

"We have to hurry up. Your Uncle Tian might get mad. Fourth Brother, go, fetch your Uncle Tian back! Oh, and take him back to his room to rest! Wentworth and I have something to discuss!"

"If you dare to bring your Uncle Tian here, you won't get a new Taoist robe this year! Moreover, all the Taoist robes in the entire Longhu Mountain are yours!"

Watching Zhao Huanjin get up and leave, Wentworth stared blankly at Zhang Zhiwei at the top, his heart filled with horror!

When did he come? How did he come? Even if he was teleporting, he couldn't be silent! Perhaps he noticed Wentworth's gaze. After watching Zhao Huanjin leave, Zhang Zhiwei let out a long sigh, turned around, and said to Wentworth:

"Wentworth Grindelwald?"

Seeing this, Wentworth quickly stood up and saluted, saying:

"Wentworth Grindelwald of the Witch Party, meets the old master!"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded and motioned Wentworth to sit down. Zhang Zhiwei then said, "Speaking of which, your headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, and I can be said to be old friends!"

"I rarely see Dumbledore care so much about someone. In just a few days, he has already sent two letters!"

"In the first letter, he told me that one of his students had come to China and asked me to help take care of him."

"The second letter asked me to tell you something - stay in China and wait for news from him!"

(End of this chapter)