The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

This person... is too direct in his words! Sun Zhu poked his head out from behind Cedric, looked at the man's tattered and old robe, hesitated for a moment, and said, "As long as you can produce the effect I want, the money can be discussed."

The weird man named Mustard Onion Roll glanced at her, then turned back and continued to look at Cedric eagerly: "Does what she said work for you?"

Cedric nodded subconsciously, and then realized that something seemed to be wrong.

"Hey, sir, I'm the one who wants to customize the things." Sun Zhu frowned and corrected him.

The man looked at her for a few seconds and then looked away.

"Who of you two will pay?"

"Of course I pay for my stuff!" Sun Zhu's manners gradually disappeared. "And you didn't even ask me what I was going to make? What if you can't make it?"

The man stared at her and said, "When he knocked on the door just now, didn't he say that it was someone from Diggory's family who wanted to order something? Both of you have the last name Diggory?"

"Of course not!" Sun Zhu simply stopped looking at him, lest he roll his eyes. "You...if you really need money, can you be more polite? Actually, I don't really need this thing, if you..."

"Okay, of course. Whoever pays is my God." The man readily agreed. "Ms. Rich lady, what do you want to order?"

"You finally remembered to ask this question, right?" Sun Zhu sighed deeply and began to doubt whether he was not in a clear mind to come here.

If it hadn't been Aunt Fiona's recommendation and Cedric hadn't been accompanying her, she wouldn't have come in just by seeing the handwritten sign at the door.

Feeling depressed, she took out a blueprint from her pocket and handed it to the man as a last resort. Anyway, her idea was just a matter of luck.

"Can you make an identical and proportional ornament out of gold according to the pattern on this blueprint? If you can make it more refined, you can also make a gold bead with this pattern engraved on it." Sun Zhu gestured with his hands, "The total length should be about this long, about the same length as my magic wand."

The man held the drawing and clicked his tongue non-stop. He didn't say yes or no, but just looked at the drawing with amusement.

Sun Zhu's forehead veins jumped a few times, and he couldn't help but said, "You got the pattern upside down."

She copied the Chinese picture book she found in the bookstore and asked Winnie, who could draw, for help, and only then could she barely depict one-tenth of Uncle Long's domineering figure on paper.

She thought that if it could be made of gold, it would be even more majestic.

At least it's enough for the unhappy old man Long to look at it a few more times...

"We don't have this thing here." He folded up the drawings and stuffed them into his pocket. "I'll take it. How much is the fee?"

"...Can you really do it?" Sun Zhu looked at him doubtfully. "Just name your price, but you know, I'm just a student..."

"I know you're a student. If you weren't a student, you wouldn't dare come to me. Adults always calculate this and suspect that..." He turned his eyes to Cedric again, "Since your last name is not Diggory, I can't give you this acquaintance discount, so the price..."

"Can you please give me a straight answer?" Sun Zhu was a little impatient. "Also, have you ever produced any works? Let me see your level, otherwise how can I be completely assured? This shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult." He clapped his hands and pointed toward a drawn curtain.

Sun Zhu and Cedric looked over together, but the curtain didn't move at all, and the man clapped his hands again.

"Forget it, why don't we go." Sun Zhu waved his hand, "I knew things wouldn't go that smoothly, let's think of another way."

Fortunately, she used the copy spell to copy several copies of the drawings, and the one she just gave out was just a backup.

"Are you making this to give to Professor Scamander?" Cedric obviously noticed the pattern on it. "It looks like a very powerful magical animal. Is it a new species?"

"That's the ancient Chinese dragon, or rather, the Chinese dragon imagined by ordinary people." The man said lazily, "Hey, if you really want to leave, please don't, or I won't be able to afford food. Wizard currency is too hard to earn."

"You're not a wizard? Is that a dud?" Sun Zhu turned back and looked at him, "How do you know this is a Chinese dragon?"

"I guess so. I've read a lot of books." The man walked to the curtain and pulled it, revealing a huge display cabinet behind it.

"You want to open this curtain manually? Then why did you keep clapping your hands?"

"My hands are covered in dust. Do you think everyone can control everything with magic by clapping their hands like you wizards?" The man rolled his eyes and pointed at the things on the table. "You want to see the works? The unsold ones are all here. By the way, we also sell finished handmade products. If you like them, you can take them away. Two pieces are 95% off, and three pieces are 18% off."

Sun Zhu half opened his mouth, feeling an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

"Who...are you?"

"Want to know?" He chuckled, "I won't tell you."

"You just told me that I am your God. Is this how you talk to God?" Sun Zhu no longer had any awe for someone who might be a big shot. "You basically didn't answer any of the questions I asked you. If you run your business like this, you'll starve to death."

"I was just saying it casually. I don't remember where I learned it from. You take it seriously, don't you wizards all believe in Merlin? Besides, you are just a little girl. How can you be a God?"

"Haven't you heard that God is a girl?" Sun Zhu was too lazy to argue with him. "Your stuff looks good, so let's try it. I'm too lazy to ask how you made it, I just want to ask how much you offer, and if I can afford it, we'll do the deal."

Cedric stood in front of his large bookshelf and began to read.

The bookshelf had four layers, and the top two rows were filled with many books, scattered and messy, of all kinds. Some were very old and looked like pirated copies, some were simply handwritten copies, and some didn't even have a cover, only a few yellowed pages.

The languages ​​are also very rich, including English, Latin, ancient Chinese... In short, they are all difficult to recognize.

It can be seen that their owners are not people who cherish books.

The two lower layers are wider than the two layers for books, and contain many of the "handmade products" that person mentioned.

There is the metal-style "Hogwarts Castle" made of copper and iron, the "Azkaban" that looks like it is made of clay, and the "Gringotts" that shines with cheap gold all over.

But it seems that there are quite a few differences from the actual appearance.

“Hey, if you don’t want to buy it, don’t look at it.” the man shouted.

"What's wrong with letting him take a look? You're just missing a part." Sun Zhu said disdainfully.

"You..." Cedric turned around, looked at the angry Sun Zhu, then looked at the sloppy shop owner, and asked, "Are you an alchemist?"