The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

Sun Zhu, who was absorbed in watching the show, did not notice Neville's actions at first. When she was still lamenting that Smith was not miserable enough, she suddenly realized that someone was approaching.

When she turned her head, Neville's round face and curly hair were already at her side. She was so scared that she moved half a step, but saw Neville also moved.

"...How did he find me?" Sun Zhu was surprised. "The one Newt gave me is a top-grade invisibility cloak. Even if it's not as good as the Deathly Hallows, it won't be discovered by the new wizard!"

This kind of thing couldn't be hidden from Dumbledore and the professors, but it could easily be used to fool Muggles, Filch and lower grade students. Unexpectedly, one mistake led to another!

"Host, please look carefully..." Tongzi said helplessly: "It's not the problem of the invisibility cloak."

At this time, Neville kept his head down, looking at a long, soft vanilla vine hanging from the wall lamp. It seemed to be clinging to something, but the end disappeared without a trace.

He stared at the vine for a while and found that it actually moved along the sofa. There was no one around except him - their attention was still on Zacharias Smith. Senior Michelle asked Senior Pike to get the spare white water. Smith's face was blue and red, as if he had knocked over a paint tray.

But Neville was so focused on the little secret he had discovered that he didn't pay attention to the excitement over there.

Sun Zhu looked at the vanilla vine that had wrapped around his wrist without him knowing when, and felt like crying but had no tears.

I didn't expect that my whereabouts would be exposed by it!

Any further movement at this point would only be more conspicuous, because Neville seemed to be born sensitive to herbs. He could actually notice such a small difference and stare at it eagerly.

"I admit it..." Sun Zhu quietly opened the invisibility cloak a little, successfully scaring Neville, who was squatting beside the sofa, to sit down on the ground.

"Shh..." She quickly raised her index finger to her lips, signaled to the people not far away with her eyes, wrapped her invisible cloak tightly again, and continued to sit on the sofa.

She pulled the vanilla vine off her wrist and it quickly bounced back to its original place.

Neville subconsciously covered his mouth to prevent himself from shouting. He looked at this strange person who suddenly appeared, and for some reason he was not afraid. Instead, he followed her instructions and sat down in a corner of the sofa without making a sound.

There were two people on the couch now, but one of them was sitting cross-legged, trying to figure out how to explain his behavior.

No one could see her expression, but Neville inexplicably trusted this person with suspicious behavior and brought her the paper and pen from the bookshelf.

His movements were covert and did not attract anyone's attention, as if he had done similar things many times and was very skilled at it.

Sun Zhu wrapped himself in the invisibility cloak and thought about what excuse he should make up to make himself appear less sneaky.

Damn, it looks like my luck is bad this semester. I got off to a bad start. I have to be more careful next time!

She wrote a few lines on the paper angrily.

If it was anyone else, it would be fine, just be suspicious, but she couldn't make a bad first impression on Neville, otherwise how could she observe and guide him.

She handed over the written note, a little depressed.

If she hadn't exposed herself just now, Neville might have touched the vine. If he suddenly discovered her and was scared to make a sound, she would be completely exposed.

Fortunately, I made a prompt decision...but I don't know if he believes the reason I made up on the spur of the moment?

"Don't get me wrong, I'm a third year Hufflepuff. I just fell asleep here and didn't notice you guys coming. I didn't want to scare you, so I put on my invisibility cloak and stayed here."

Neville frowned as he looked at the words on the note, his expression a little... complicated.

Sun Zhu carefully studied his expression, but the more he looked, the more unsure he became.

She seemed to have a talent for [Lies], which gave her extra trust bonus when deceiving people, so it shouldn't be a problem.

But Nawei didn't look like he believed it.

That's right. Under normal circumstances, how could she not have her roommate calling her when she fell asleep? And since she woke up later, why didn't she take the opportunity to leave quickly and stay here?

In fact, I just wanted to sneak a peek at them!

Sun Zhu thought about the loophole in his words and wondered how to patch it.

But Neville handed the note back and nodded at her.

"Do you believe it?" Sun Zhu was a little uncertain.

"It seems so. At least he won't expose you here." Tongzi judged.

"What a kind little angel." Sun Zhu felt relieved.

Neville picked up another piece of paper, wrote a few words on it, and handed it to her.

The clumsy lines and careful attention to detail in each letter gave Sun Zhu a fright.

"I recognize your handwriting." It read: "More than a month ago, you gave me a cake."

Merlin.

Sun Zhu covered his mouth to prevent himself from shouting.

She remembered that she had not written the note with her left hand - that would have been exactly the same handwriting as the letter to Dumbledore, so she had not thought of disguising herself.

There was really nothing to disguise. I brought Fina with me at the time and didn't ask her to keep it a secret. So even if it was discovered later, what difference would it make?

But even if it is to be exposed, it can't be now.

How was she going to explain to Neville that it was all a coincidence?

He said that he was an ordinary third-grade student who sneaked around in the dark, sent cakes anonymously, and seemed to know a lot about their family's situation?

The only person who could believe this is a troll.

"You must have made a mistake. This is the first time I've seen you. Maybe my handwriting is similar to many people's, just like I have a common face."

She quickly denied it and handed over another note.

"I won't make a mistake. My grandma taught me how to recognize these. Your z and g are very distinctive. So far, you are the only one I've seen write like that."

z……

In my previous life, when I was doing math problems, I wrote xyz countless times. In order to distinguish z from 2, I usually added a stroke in the middle. I still haven’t changed it now…

How could even this be exposed! From now on, if anyone calls Neville a fool, she will be the first one to speak out and object!

"It's okay, I won't betray you." Neville continued writing: "I can pretend that I didn't see you today. I know you mean no harm."

"Thank you... I... this is all just a coincidence..."

Sun Zhu was struggling to death.

Although Neville did not become wary of her, she still felt a wave of sadness come over her.

It turns out that I was too careless!

"Can you tell me your name please? My name is Neville Longbottom."

Sun Zhu looked at the note, paused for a moment, and then wrote stroke by stroke: "Choo Sun^_^"