The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

Newt laughed as he walked into his makeshift office, not looking at the expressions of the two little badgers behind him.

Sun Zhu scratched her head and followed him in. The layout was as simple as expected. She took a quick look and saw a small bookshelf with only half of the books on it. Next to it was a desk with a lot of materials on it. On the other side of the room was a double sofa and a small coffee table, on which was a box that looked familiar.

"I haven't finished cleaning here yet, but there happen to be three seats." Newt pulled open the chair next to the desk and pointed to the double sofa. "Don't be polite, sit down and have a rest. If I had known you would come, I should have gotten some delicious food from the principal to treat you."

"Maybe I should tell you in advance..." Sun Zhu was a little embarrassed. He glanced at the box on the coffee table and sat on the edge of the sofa to look at it curiously.

Cedric sat down beside her and apologized, "Professor Scamander, I hope my unauthorized visit did not disturb you..."

Newt parted his curls slightly from his eyes, revealing a pair of equally brown eyes.

"Cedric, can I call you that?"

"of course."

"To be fair, you can call me Newt."

"Ah?" Cedric stared at Newt in a daze, while Sun Zhu beside him chuckled.

"I haven't started teaching you yet, don't be so polite when talking to me." Newt casually stacked a few pieces of paper on the table, looked at Sun Zhu who was staring at the box, and smiled helplessly: "Look, she is not at all polite to me, she has been thinking about it."

"Ah?" Sun Zhu raised his head and looked at Newt, uncertainly: "This box..."

"Yes, I have a lot of other things, and some magical animals, all in here." Newt smiled happily, not looking like a centenarian at all, "But I can't show you now."

"Oh..." Sun Zhu folded his hands in front of him like a good student, "Then we'll sit down and leave. We have to go eat later, and we have to practice Quidditch after the seniors finish class. The classmates are still waiting for us."

"It seems like campus life is quite rich." Newt waved his hand. "Young people need to experience more."

"Ahem, but you don't look much older than us, right?" Sun Zhu said, "I know that people who like to interact with small animals look younger, both in appearance and mentality."

"That's right." Newt nodded. "Have you heard of Lord Stoddard Withers? He is one of my colleagues. He is several dozen years older than me."

Cedric raised his hand. "I saw his name on a Chocolate Frog card. He seems to have invented a sport that combines Quidditch and Pegasus..."

"Haha, yes, that's one of the reasons why he's on the Chocolate Frog card. But that's not important. I know you still have to ride on brooms when you play Quidditch. No one rides Pegasus like him, and those guys are not easy to control." Newt shook his head. "Of course, I think what's more important is that this form of sport is equivalent to completely excluding non-pure-blood wizards."

"Well, Newt, are you trying to tell me that you are still young and capable of doing this?" Sun Zhu rolled up her hair. "After all, Hogwarts already has a headmaster who is over 110 years old. Nothing is impossible."

"You are still young indeed." Newt sighed, "A principal who is over 110 years old feels old to you. You know, the last principal, Armando Dippet, took over when he was over 300 years old and served for more than 20 years."

Sun Zhu opened his mouth in surprise, glanced at Cedric who didn't seem surprised at all, and couldn't help but gently bumped him with his arm.

"Well... Professor Binns mentioned it in History of Magic class, but you must have fallen asleep in that class." He seemed to be trying hard to hold back his laughter.

Sun Zhu pouted: "Well, working diligently for 300 years at the age of over 20... It's not easy to be the headmaster of Hogwarts."

"My father told me that there is a Ms. Marchbank in the Ministry of Magic. She has been working in the Wizarding Examinations Authority since she was very young. It has been almost 100 years since then..."

Sun Zhu widened his eyes and looked at Newt, suddenly feeling that he was simply a young man in his prime.

A centenarian is nothing in front of these tough guys.

"Haha, look at how surprised you are." Newt shook his head. "Then if I told you that there are wizards who have lived for more than 600 years, would you be even more unconvinced?"

Sun Zhu blinked slightly. What a coincidence! She might not know other things, but this... the owner of the Philosopher's Stone, the Flamel couple, is a famous person.

Nicolas Flamel, one of the most powerful alchemists, made the elixir of life by using the alchemical product the Philosopher's Stone. He lived for more than 600 years, making him the longest-lived person in the wizarding world.

She sighed slightly: "Well, it seems that I was overthinking when I was worried that the principal would exploit you. But you know, my biggest thought now is..."

Newt pretended to listen attentively, and Cedric also tilted his head slightly. She said slowly with a look of disdain and indifference, "Now I know that the mysterious man is really weak. It is said that he did evil things in the past in order to pursue immortality. But look, other people don't even have to do this to live longer and more exciting than him. And he was defeated by a one-year-old baby. It's just like a joke."

Newt held his forehead.

Not bad, very crazy and domineering.

He is definitely not an ordinary student.

Cedric agreed, "There's nothing wrong with pursuing immortality, but he should have started with alchemy like Mr. Flamel did. He didn't start a war between wizards, killed so many innocent people, and ultimately didn't get the result he wanted."

“You reap what you sow.”

"He really deserves it. Although the You-Know-Who has disappeared, the damage caused by those Death Eaters still remains."

"The mysterious man was only in his fifties when he died. He was such a failure."

"I hope there won't be another person like him in the future."

Newt looked at the two people who were singing the same tune and was very surprised: "Are all Hufflepuffs like this now? What are they teaching in Hogwarts recently?"

Sun Zhu turned to look at him and said seriously, "Fortunately, the mysterious man is dead. If he were not dead... If I were him, I would definitely go and grab the Philosopher's Stone. Then, Mr. Flamel would be in danger."

Newt also looked at her and nodded slowly.