The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

Sun Zhu looked at the small purse that looked new with mixed feelings, and Cedric's face turned red again.

Not sure if it was because she touched me or for some other reason.

She opened the drawstring of her purse and saw that the originally light yellow talisman paper inside had indeed been shattered into powder.

...It's been almost three years, and it's still very useful. The system's products are indeed top-notch.

Sun Zhu sighed, looked at the pitiful-looking person, and said helplessly: "This one is broken, I'll give you a better one another day."

"Is it broken?" He stared at the purse, looking reluctant to part with it. "I attached a magic mark on it. If I forget to bring it with me, it will always appear in a conspicuous place for me to see."

"There is such magic..." Sun Zhu stuffed the purse back into his hand, "Although its mission has been completed, you can take it as a souvenir."

"You mean, I didn't get hurt just now because of it?"

"That's right." Sun Zhu nodded affirmatively, "Fortunately he didn't use the Unforgivable Curse... Said, from now on, it doesn't matter what else you do, but you must learn to dodge. I was scared to death just now."

What kind of physique does this guy have? Why are there always weird men casting curses on him?

"Escape?"

"Yes, next time someone who looks dangerous points his wand at you, run away! No matter who's around you!"

"Ahem, is it right to do this..." He looked extremely hesitant.

This behavior is really... embarrassing, but it is difficult for him to refuse Zhu.

"I thought, if I become stronger, maybe..."

"This is not your problem." Sun Zhu shook his head. "It's not because you are not strong enough. It's just that when bad luck comes, it doesn't give people a chance to defend themselves."

She stood up and took a closer look at the wand. She couldn't tell what material it was made of, but she knew that without the talisman, the curse it cast would seriously injure him, or even cause the nightmare to unfold in front of her eyes.

"Ced, I want to ask you a question." She held the wand, her eyes blank, not knowing what she was thinking.

"what?"

"If there is something very important and precious, it doesn't belong to me at all." She tilted her head, as if she didn't know how to describe it, and blinked gently, "But its owner doesn't want it anymore, because there are evil people who want to use it to do evil, so they want to destroy it to prevent the evil people's plan from succeeding."

Cedric listened to her quietly, her brows furrowed deeply, as if she felt embarrassed to ask the following question: "But it is very useful to me and can help me a lot. I have a way to prevent it from being taken away by the evil people, but... should I fight for it from its owner?"

"If you really need it, then go for it." Cedric nodded affirmatively. "If your goal is not contrary to the wishes of its owner, why not try it?"

"But I can't prove that I have enough ability to ensure that the treasure will not be taken away by evil people. The most important thing is, how can I get it? I have no friendship with its owner..."

If she got the Philosopher's Stone and directly handed it over to the system in exchange for the reward she needed, she would certainly be able to ensure that Voldemort could not get it. But why would Nicolas Flamel give her a bargain? What could she exchange with him? Even more, how could she prove that she was not in the same group with Voldemort? After all, she was much more natural when she was a "bad guy" than when she was herself.

"This is really a difficult matter." Sun Zhu walked towards a certain direction with weak steps.

Cedric followed her worriedly: "Zhu, if you encounter a difficult decision, go and ask Headmaster Dumbledore for advice. Don't bury it in your heart, maybe things are not as complicated as you think."

"You're right. I was going to look for him too." She glanced in the direction of the Hog's Head Pub. "Ced, let's go look for him now. I know he's in the principal's office."

Tongzi had just provided her with a lot of basic information about those Death Eaters, including their names, bloodlines, family members, etc., so she was able to scare off those unsure guys so smoothly. But if they reacted immediately, she didn't have the confidence to scare them away again.

For them right now, Hogwarts is indeed the safest place because Dumbledore is there.

Wasn’t it the same with Lucius, who only dared to send people when they were out of school?

She put the wand left by Dobbins and the knife disguised as a wand into her backpack, and took Cedric to the Hog's Head Inn.

It looked untidy and a little dangerous, but it contained a secret passage leading to the Room of Requirement at Hogwarts.

It was most convenient to go back from there. If she went back, her classmates would not be likely to be accidentally injured by the Death Eaters who came after her again.

As she stepped into the bar, she heard overwhelming noise, smelled the pungent smell of low-quality tobacco leaves, and couldn't help coughing violently.

Cedric supported her shoulders and patted her back, while a familiar voice like thunder sounded behind them: "Oh, the little girl from Hufflepuff! Little Harry and the Weasleys' good friend! It's you!"

Hagrid approached in a cloud of smoke, a glass of Firewhiskey in his hand.

"And you, the Hufflepuff Seeker. Haha, little Harry will be your rival in the future!" Hagrid laughed, not noticing that both of them looked unhappy. "Would you like something to drink? Let me think about what you can drink..."

"No, thank you, Hagrid. I want to ask you for a favor." Sun Zhu said hurriedly: "Excuse me, are you familiar with the owner here?"

"The owner? You mean the tall, skinny old man with gray hair and beard and a bad temper? I know him, but I don't like dealing with him." Hagrid's words, which were a little drunk, sounded very casual. "The bartender here is an interesting guy. His memory is really great... Well, that's strange. There aren't usually so many people here, hahaha..."

"Hagrid, could you please help us find the owner? We're in some trouble and need his help."

"Ah? What's the trouble? Tell me and I'll help you! Mr. Scamander specifically asked me to take good care of you little guys. You are Harry's friend, so I will definitely... cough cough cough, damn, the smoke here is really choking."

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid he's the only one who can do it right now..." Sun Zhu said with difficulty: "Anyway, thank you for your help."

"All right, little ones," Hagrid said, finishing off his glass of whiskey. "I'll go look for you guys."