The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

Sun Zhengxing arrived at the Blake house on a rainy morning.

Summer rain often falls quickly and suddenly. When you go out, the sky is still clear, but in the blink of an eye you are soaked.

The British don't have the habit of carrying umbrellas when going out, and Sun Zhengxing has been assimilated to the point of often forgetting about it. Fortunately, his wand is still there, and a small-scale rain-proof spell can protect him from getting soaked, but his hair and clothes are inevitably wet.

So when Sun Zhu saw his father whom he hadn't seen for more than a month, he found that he looked a little embarrassed.

While using a drying spell to dehumidify himself, Sun Zhengxing thought to himself that it was a pity that his handsome image was completely ruined. He regretted not checking the weather forecast before going out - if the Muggle weather forecast was accurate.

"It's a self-torture trick. It's definitely a self-torture trick. He wants to use this trick to fool people." Sun Zhu said to Tongzi in his heart, "It's intentional, for sure."

"So, host, are you soft-hearted?"

"That must not be the case."

Sun Zhu glanced at him, cleared his throat and said, "Busy man, your coming here really brings glory to this humble place."

Something seems wrong?

Who cares? Sirius had already hidden away.

"Azhu." Sun Zhengxing smiled helplessly, "The Ministry of Magic gave me half a month's leave, I will take you home. Yuanbao misses you too, he misses you so much that he can't eat and has lost weight."

Holidays? Is the Ministry of Magic so kind? Isn't it because there are not enough wizards and they exploit employees every day? Although it can be considered an official job and the salary is considerable, the intensity and danger of the work between different departments are completely incomparable, and the various systems are not completely transparent, which can be said to be quite unfair.

And that guy Sun Yuanbao, she went back to see her when her dad was not at home, but this fat... lazy cat didn't even look at her, let alone think about her.

"Is it paid?" Sun Zhu asked, but he asked a question that Sun Zhengxing did not expect.

What kind of holiday is it if it doesn’t come with pay?

"This... I haven't noticed it." He looked a little distressed. "But my salary has increased. Come home with Dad, and I'll buy you something delicious and fun."

Sirius and Harry, who were eavesdropping in the dark, both covered their mouths, trying not to laugh out loud.

"Who wants these?" Sun Zhu frowned and paced, "Forget it, let's go back. School is about to start, and it's not convenient to stay here all the time."

Sun Zhengxing smiled happily: "Okay, Dad will go say hello to Sirius. I also brought some gifts for Mr. Potter."

The two people in the dark quickly straightened their clothes and went somewhere else.

Sun Zhu packed his limited luggage, but saw a small figure flash by on the first floor.

After thinking for two seconds, she followed with her bag on her back.

A moment later, Kreacher was seen kneeling in front of Madam Walburga's portrait, with his hands clasped together and tears streaming down his face, saying, "Oh, my respected great mistress, the stupid half-bloods brought back by the abominable eldest master are finally leaving the noble Black family. It's a pity that there is still that despicable Harry Potter... Kreacher, Kreacher has no way to drive them away. Master, please forgive the useless and aging Kreacher... No, no... Kreacher is not worthy of forgiveness. Kreacher is guilty, and Kreacher should defend the honor of the noble Black family to the death..."

Sun Zhu rubbed her nose, waved to Kreacher, who was facing her back, and said, "Kreacher, Mr. Kreacher~"

The old elf kneeling on the ground jumped three feet high, stared at her in horror, then immediately turned around and started kowtowed to the portrait.

"Kreacher is guilty. Kreacher can't do anything...dirty, disrespectful..."

"How do you think Regulus would react if he saw you like this?"

Kreacher's crying stopped instantly, but turned into more violent insults a moment later: "No! Master Regulus' name is not worthy of being mentioned by a lowly half-blood. You..."

"Wake up." Sun Zhu clapped his hands gently. "I know that a few words won't wake you up, but I still want to tell you that your young master may not be happy to see you like this. He hopes that you can live well as yourself - otherwise, you would have died under the mysterious man's trick long ago."

Kreacher ignored what she said and just kept screaming with tears in his eyes.

Sun Zhu had no choice but to shake his head and leave quickly.

"You see, I don't have that much power. I can only do a little bit for many things, and the other party may not need it." Sun Zhu said to Tongzi: "But, I believe that someone will be able to change these in the future. Maybe Hermione can use her power to do something different for the elves."

In fact, she did talk to the elves in the Hogwarts kitchen, asking for compensation, going to other places she wanted to go, or having a vacation. However, when all the elves heard her words, they would show a trembling and terrified look, with their big eyes full of helplessness, making her feel as if she had committed a crime.

Yes, these normal things are unimaginable to the elves. Just mentioning them makes them scared, and they think they will be fired if they do something wrong - even though there is no salary or vacation, they still feel that this is a job and they cannot lose this job, otherwise there will be no meaning in living.

Perhaps, it is not just a Hermione that is needed. More importantly for the elves, they need a Dobby.

An "alternative" elf who realizes that he deserves a job with pay and time to rest - even if it's just a little bit.

Sun Zhu walked slowly to the second floor, wanting to say goodbye to Sirius and Harry. As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw Harry running towards him with a reluctant look on his face.

"Zhu, are you leaving?"

"Yeah, why do you look so sad? It's less than half a month before school starts. We will see each other again soon." Sun Zhu smiled and patted him on the shoulder. Harry, who was two years younger than her, was not much shorter than her.

"Keep working hard, there will be a lot for you to do in the future."

Whether it is to destroy Voldemort, or something else. Whether it is a so-called great thing, or something insignificant in the eyes of others. The boy who lived has been changing the fate of many "people" intentionally or unintentionally.

Harry nodded blankly with his mouth half open, and then said with difficulty: "You mean, Hogwarts will be dangerous?"

"For most other people, no." Sun Zhu said tactfully: "But don't worry too much..."

You are not the only one who is unlucky.

But Harry's innocent green eyes made her say again against her will: "You still have many friends who will always be with you...to overcome...to face all kinds of tests."