The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

"What's the password today?"

"Butterbeer." Dumbledore smiled and said, "You can't drink it yet, but when you come of age, I still recommend that you go to the Hog's Head Inn to try it."

Wine? No, no.

Sun Zhu refused in his heart but followed him into the principal's office and looked around at the furnishings inside.

It seemed no different from the last time. Sun Zhu sat down on the sofa very familiarly, while Cedric stood in front of the shelf, looking at the dozing Fox.

"Yes, very good, just like this, don't be too restrained." Dumbledore nodded with a smile, while Sun Zhu said with a sad face: "I am really too tired. Did the movable staircase stare at me and bully me today?"

I finally climbed to the sixth floor, then was sent to the third floor. When I was almost at the eighth floor, I appeared on the fifth floor again. This feeling was so exciting.

But someone who climbed a few more flights of stairs with her remained calm and even poured her a glass of water.

People with long legs find it easier to climb stairs than her! Sun Zhu took a sip of warm honey water, feeling a little sad and angry.

"That's the design masterpiece of Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw. It's actually very interesting, right?"

Sun Zhu glanced at the principal who had floated over at some point, suppressed the sugar in his throat, and said in a muffled voice: "Principal Dumbledore, you said you would tell us who destroyed the herbs."

She was like a donkey hung with a carrot, and the principal used this bait to lift her up to the eighth floor. However, the principal was still leisurely and not in a hurry at all.

"You already have the answer in your mind, don't you?"

"Then I also want to confirm my guess."

Cedric lowered his head slightly, looking at the girl who was holding a cup and staring at the principal with burning eyes. His heart seemed to be brushed by the end of a feather pen and it shrank.

For a moment, he seemed to be temporarily deaf for a few seconds and was in a trance.

"Okay, but I'm not sure if I'm still proficient in the Flying Spell..." Sun Zhu muttered and took out his wand.

Dumbledore smiled and looked at Cedric: "You can come too."

"What?" He looked at the principal in a daze: "Sorry, I was distracted just now."

"It's just... using the flying spell to summon my diaries. The ones you've seen are the ones that look very retro." Sun Zhu explained: "There are six of them. They are actually the principal's things. But I put them all in the dormitory."

Cedric waved his wand as well, and a moment later, six books that looked identical in appearance lay on the floor in front of him.

"It seems that Zhu has made quite a harvest." Dumbledore seemed to be in a good mood.

"Well, Professor Sprout said that this might be a test given by you. If you pass it, you will get extra points." Sun Zhu pinched his thumb, index finger and middle finger together, trying to hint to the principal.

Although he probably didn't understand the meaning of the gesture, Dumbledore read her eyes.

"Miss Sun and Mr. Diggory performed an excellent Summoning Charm for the Headmaster, adding 10 points to Hufflepuff each."

Sun Zhu held up five fingers to Cedric and shouted, "It's 50! This year's College Cup must be ours!"

Cedric nodded, and then they all looked at Dumbledore eagerly.

Dumbledore's hand holding the wand trembled slightly, and for the first time he worried that his own student would pluck his hair out.

"Well, let's get back to the topic. Zhu, do you know which one is the most important one among them?"

Sun Zhu reached out and flipped through it casually, pulling out the sixth book that showed the most obvious signs of use.

But now there is no handwriting on it - after dealing with the fragments in the mirror, she completely forgot about Lao Liu and was too lazy to even write "1" to renew the spark every day.

"I made a total of seven copies. In addition to the six here, there is another one. Do you know where it is?" Dumbledore asked slowly, flipping through the blank sixth copy in his hand.

"I don't know where it is?" Sun Zhu looked curious. "Maybe it has met with an accident. After all, you scattered them everywhere... you scattered them at will. What if one of them fell into the toilet? Who knows."

"I have added special protective magic to these seven books, plus some other small creative ideas. For example, as you have discovered, the page numbers will be randomly shuffled, the contents will be reversed... Of course, the most special one is this one. It is actually the incarnation of an evil object--" Dumbledore didn't care about her nonsense. He just pointed to the sixth book and took off his glasses.

Sun Zhu stared at Dumbledore's actions and said nothing.

The evil items, of course, refer to the Horcruxes. The clones and so on... since they are all fakes, why mention it alone?

"I separated the evil item into several parts: its body, its evil power, its evil memory, and its original memory. The second and third parts are the most in need of destruction. The first part, the empty shell of the diary, I left with Severus. He has a high level of attainment in the dark arts and can study the remaining empty shell to maximize its effect."

Sun Zhu frantically suppressed his facial expression, trying to make himself look ignorant, naive and clueless.

In fact, she really didn't understand what the principal meant.

"What do you mean, evil memory and...original memory?" Cedric asked in confusion.

Very good, she doesn't have to ask any questions.

"Yes, Principal, are you telling us some fable?"

"Original memory is his own memory, from birth to school, all the memories of this person from the beginning to the end. And evil memory is naturally the memory after he stopped being a human."

"Not being a human being..." Sun Zhu murmured.

When he decided to split his soul and took action to kill innocent classmates in order to make Horcruxes, he was naturally no longer considered a "human".

"Unfortunately, this is not an easy task. In the end, I only separated a part of his original memory and put it in this diary." Dumbledore shook his head and sighed, "But this is of no help in eliminating evil. So I continued to repeat the experiment and find some fun for myself at the same time."

"And then seven experimental diaries were produced?" Sun Zhu's face was innocent and untainted by knowledge. "Then where are the remaining two parts... the most critical ones you mentioned?"

"In the mirror that Zhu accidentally broke." Dumbledore smiled.

Although she already knew the answer, she only felt relieved after hearing Dumbledore's confirmation.

"Oh... have I gotten into big trouble? It's like I accidentally opened Pandora's box or something?" she said with a frightened look on her face.

"Yes, Bamboo, you are really careless on this point." Dumbledore shook his head and sighed, "And Hufflepuff will get another 50 points because of your carelessness."