The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

Draco had his back to them, looking like he was about to leave, but he bumped into Pansy who was coming towards him, knocking the cup out of her hand.

Sun Zhu and Qiu both stood there without moving. They saw Draco bending down to pick up the broken glass on the ground, but was quickly stopped by Pansy.

Qiu moved closer to Sun Zhu, her delicate eyebrows slightly frowned. She was not sure if what she had just said to Sun Zhu was heard by others. Although it was not an important matter, if the other party was a Slytherin, and a Slytherin Quidditch player...

Although she had no tendency to discriminate against any school, and didn't care whether the other person was of pure-blood or mixed-blood, but because of the attitudes of the seniors in the team she had seen in the past few months, she couldn't help but feel a little bit bothered by Draco, who was also a Slytherin player - not to mention that this person's reputation was not very good.

Qiu hesitated again and again and decided to use ignoring to ease the discomfort, but Sun Zhu beside her greeted him enthusiastically: "Malfoy, Parkinson, long time no see."

Draco, who was about to leave, stopped in his tracks, frowned and looked back at Sun Zhu. Pansy was confused and a little disgusted. She hesitated for a moment and just nodded her chin slightly at them.

Qiu was also a little surprised, and whispered after they left: "Zhu, are you on good terms with them?"

"It's obviously not good, otherwise why would they look so awkward?" Sun Zhu smiled and shrugged, pushing Qiu's messy hair behind her ears, "But we Hufflepuffs are polite."

Qiu chuckled, then bent down slightly, pounded his knees, and said softly: "Senior Sister Eva told me that she plans to quit the college team next year. Then I will be the one to play."

"Then we can have a good exchange." Sun Zhu looked very happy. "This is a good thing for many people."

"But I'm not ready yet. Captain Audrey will graduate next year, and by then the team..."

"Don't be so stressed. Although every college is chasing victory every year, there is only one winner after all. Losing the game doesn't mean you have accomplished nothing. Just do your best."

Sun Zhu pulled her scarf closer, drank a sip of the buckwheat tea that was no longer so hot, and looked at Qiu's beautiful and young face, and couldn't help but sigh.

She knew very well that according to the original book, this year's champion would be Gryffindor. After six games in the autumn semester, Hufflepuff ranked first, but was only less than 100 points ahead of Gryffindor, and could make up the gap in any game.

Knowing the outcome, she still had to train hard. Was it necessary? Of course, her existence was to change things. Even if it was just a trivial Quidditch cup, she would try her best to fight for it.

Although this is a "story" with Harry as the protagonist, the others should not just fill in the role of tools to achieve a certain honor for him; their efforts are certainly meaningful.

When Qiu was taken back by Catherine and Marietta who came out to look for her, Sun Zhu was still standing in the only corridor used for sightseeing on the train.

Draco, who was obviously avoiding her just now, and Qiu, who was both excited and nervous about the future, reminded her of something that happened during the Christmas holiday.

Tongzi said that the basilisk was domineering in the Malfoy family. Not only did it strictly monitor Lucius's schedule and prevent him from interacting with other Death Eaters, it also required him to prepare a lot of food for itself, preferably fresh and alive.

Lucius had thought about resisting or telling others about it, but was frightened by the basilisk. Sun Zhu didn't let it hurt anyone, so theoretically it would be difficult to subdue a veteran Death Eater like Lucius who wouldn't cry until he saw the coffin, but she knew a lot of things. She only needed to let the basilisk throw the note she prepared in front of him, which was enough to make the Malfoy family head who was the best at judging the situation and caring about his family keep his tail between his legs.

"I know that you gave the diary that Voldemort left for you to someone else, and that Dumbledore destroyed it. That thing was extremely important to Voldemort, but because of your poor judgment, he suffered a loss. When he comes back, you will not end well."

When this note printed in a Muggle stationery store floated in front of Lucius, he was frightened to death. His first reaction was that Snape had betrayed him, and this terrible monster, said to be the "Salazar Courier", must also be Snape's trick.

But the basilisk threw out a few more notes, which contained many secrets that even he didn't know.

"Snape's betrayal made Voldemort decide to kill on Halloween 81, and thus suffered the biggest failure in his life. You, like Snape, are the targets that Voldemort needs to take revenge on. However, if you are willing to submit to me, I will protect you."

Snape informed... Didn't the Ministry of Magic say that the one who really betrayed the Potters was the Gryffindor named Peter Pettigrew? Lucius didn't have time to think about this question. He realized that there was indeed a pair of eyes behind the monster in front of him that knew everything, and these eyes were staring at him.

The monster itself was indeed an extremely terrifying and dangerous existence. Even if there was no one behind the scenes controlling its behavior, just staying in his basement like this was enough to make him tremble with fear.

He tried many of the recorded methods of killing the basilisk, but all failed, and the monster reminded him that Salazar's messenger could not be harmed by such a trick.

Lucius trembled and asked the basilisk: "What exactly does Lord Salazar need me to do?"

"Wait and see." The basilisk threw out another small note. "After becoming my follower, you will naturally no longer be able to work for Voldemort. You will also have to recruit more men for me."

"Then what do you need so many men for?"

"Of course, it is to finish what Salazar failed to do. Voldemort's power is too weak, and I don't want this half-blood to participate in my plan. But because he speaks Parseltongue, I am willing to give him a chance to talk to me." Under the strange gaze of the stationery store owner, Sun Zhu insisted on printing out responses one by one with the printer, and then transmitted them to the basilisk through the Sumeru Pearl to show them to Lucius.

After Lucius didn't know what else to ask, the stationery store owner asked, "Excuse me, are you writing a novel?"

Sun Zhu nodded: "Yes, I am about to write a magnificent masterpiece that will cause a sensation in the whole of Britain, influence millions of people around the world, and be translated into dozens of languages. You are honored to be my first reader."

The stationery store owner was speechless, but a golden light flashed before his eyes. In a blink of an eye, he completely forgot about the crazy girl.

There was only one pound left on the table. Sun Zhu stuffed the money from Uncle Long into his pocket and walked towards home.