The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

"Yes, this land has a living legend like Mr. Flamel. And in China, there is also the legend of Peng Zu. In fact, there are always surprising similarities in the history and culture of various continents."

"Dad, do you think that what China has is just a legend?"

She seldom heard her father speak Chinese, and she had memorized the passage from "Xiao Yao You" seriously in her previous life, but she had never had such a deep experience of it as she did now.

Yes, she once thought that these were just myths and legends, the cultural crystallization of the ancients' romantic and rich imagination... But now, she suspected that these sages might just be recorders of history?

After all, although she had never seen Peng Zu, she had seen the Golden Scale Dragon, whose lifespan was comparable to that of the ancient Dachun.

Perhaps the world she was in now did not belong to the same time and space as her previous life. Since she had been lucky enough to witness the myth with her own eyes and use magic with her own hands, she should believe that more miracles would happen in the future.

"You asked the same question as Mr. Scamander. Your Hufflepuff way of thinking is indeed very romantic." Sun Zhengxing laughed.

"But, Dad, haven't you seen the golden dragon imprisoned in the Ministry of Magic?"

"But it disappeared. I often wonder if it was just an illusion. After all, all the images left at that time are no longer traceable." Sun Zhengxing said, "But Mr. Scamander was very interested in the dragon. He also told me that I have the same power as the immortal dragon. Maybe I will have a lot of common topics with Mr. Flamel."

"...Why is Newt suddenly so knowledgeable about Eastern power?" Sun Zhu muttered, "But Dad, you don't have the power of Jian...Mr. Long."

"...I didn't think much about it at the time. After all, Mr. Scamander is an expert in this field, so it's normal for him to have some unique insights. However, now I feel that he was not talking about me, but you."

"Then he... is truly a god." Sun Zhu said in a daze: "If that's the case, why didn't he just ask me directly?"

"With such a special ability, it is inevitable that you will be coveted by people with ulterior motives even in peacetime, let alone in such a special period as now. Didn't you say that the You-Know-Who will make a comeback and the Death Eaters are still eyeing you covetously... If you are exposed, wouldn't you be in danger? So, he indirectly reminded me like this."

"So that's how it is!" Sun Zhu suddenly realized, "It seems that Newt really knows that Mr. Long was taken away by me."

"What Uncle Long?" Sun Zhengxing was a little surprised. "I think Mr. Scamander's reminder makes sense. Your mother's situation really shouldn't be exposed to the wizards. And I don't really understand some of her... Ah, Ah Zhu... Is this... a spell you just learned?"

Sun Zhu, who called out Uncle Long, said in confusion: "Ah... Dad, what did you say? Don't you already know..."

The father and daughter stared at each other for a while, and Uncle Long, who was only as long as a human arm, turned in the air, staring with his yellow bean eyes, very impatient: "What? What's the matter? You called me out but didn't say anything. Do you have nothing to do?"

"It, it... it is alive? It can even talk?" Sun Zhengxing raised his hand tremblingly, but did not dare to point at Uncle Long. Instead, he looked at Sun Zhu, who was covering his ears with his hands, with disbelief on his face.

"Don't move, and don't yell. Come on, isn't it normal for ordinary people to be frightened when they see you... Oh no, they are impressed by your domineering attitude. Hey, that's my dad, be patient and don't yell at him." Sun Zhu felt a little regretful, "I should have said it in advance. I was distracted by Newt's matter and almost forgot that you have a bad temper."

"Who are you talking about? You want me to tolerate another mortal besides you? Ridiculous! Why should I be good-tempered? I won't!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, then you go back first. I originally wanted to let my father see the Dragon God, after all, he has never had the chance to see your majesty, what a pity..."

"..." Grandpa Long turned around again and flew in front of the stunned Sun Zhengxing, "What a pity! It's not like I don't want to see my people. Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"Dragon, dragon, dragon god?" The eloquent and excellent employee of the Ministry of Magic turned into a stutterer in seconds.

"Yes, it's me. Of course, since you have a heart of respect and you are the biological father of this little bamboo shoot, I will allow you to call me by my name, Sun Jianguo."

Sun Zhengxing's head buzzed when he heard this. After a while, he turned to look at his daughter who was covering her face with guilt: "Azhu, am I hallucinating... There is a... a dragon, and he said his name is Jianguo?"

"Ah, uh, this, I can explain..."

"I really can't work at such a high intensity, Ah Zhu, you are right." He said to himself, "I... I will go make dinner first and go to bed early after dinner."

"Damn mortal, how dare you ignore me!"

"Dragon God, Lord Dragon God, please go back first. I beg you." Sun Zhu hurriedly took back the beads from the runaway Comrade Jianguo, and took a few steps to catch up with his father.

"Oh, maybe I'm just too old? This hallucination is so real and weird."

"Dad, it's not an illusion. That's the dragon you saw in the Ministry of Magic. He is my friend now." Sun Zhu looked at him worriedly and said, "I should have known not to tell you... I thought you had already guessed it."

At least Newt must have guessed it, but he never told her clearly in all the letters they exchanged. She used to be lucky, but now she understands that he pretended to be ignorant in order to protect her.

Yes, if she, a skinny underage wizard, revealed that she had powerful powers from other sources and was noticed by the dark wizards, it would be like a child carrying gold walking in a busy city.

"But now I understand it completely. I was a little hesitant about Newt, but I was just judging him by my own standards!" Sun Zhu felt ashamed. This happened to her more than once. She knew exactly what kind of person he was, but she was still timid. She didn't have the magnanimity and calmness that someone who did great things should have.

"Just now, what just now was..." Sun Zhengxing finally came back to his senses. He looked down at his daughter, carefully examined her from head to toe, and rubbed his eyes.

"Azhu, you are more than dad thought..." He tried to organize his words.

"Unbelievable?"

"Cool," he corrected. "Will that dragon hurt you?"

"No, absolutely not. That's a dragon."

"That's good, it's really..." Sun Zhengxing closed his eyes and opened them again, "This is also your secret, right? Dad will forget it now."

"No need, Dad. I actually have many secrets, but I'm afraid you won't be able to accept them, so I won't tell you yet. Of course, I'm sure there will be no danger, so don't worry."

Sun Zhengxing looked at her deeply, took a deep breath and said, "So, I am never wrong. There is really no one in this world who is worthy of my daughter."