The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

Sun Zhu felt that this was the most dramatic Halloween she had ever had since she entered Hogwarts.

I had a dinner party yesterday, but I still had to attend classes today. After all, Halloween isn't a holiday, so I have to worry about other things now.

…Forget it, she rubbed her head. After all, they were already in Hogwarts. It would be better to hope that the noseless Voldemort would become bald, or that Snape would start to love Scarhead, than to hope that Halloween would be peaceful.

At this moment, she was squatting in a corridor holding an invisibility charm, watching someone who had drunk the polyjuice potion screaming "Ah! Help!", then falling to the ground with a "bang", turning into a stone sculpture, motionless.

Then, a dull and eerie "hissing" sound was heard from the wall, accompanied by the friction sound of a slowly moving giant, and a group of people holding lanterns soon arrived.

"This is the third one this month..." A Ravenclaw prefect looked down at the student lying on the ground, "Fortunately, he was only petrified..."

"Hurry up and send him to the school infirmary!" Senior Michelle's voice came, "He's Finch-Fletchley from our college. Oh my god, he's a Muggle wizard."

"Another Hufflepuff..." The Slytherin prefect said, "Robinson, you should emphasize to them that they should not leave the common room after dark. There are a lot of Hufflepuffs in your house, right? It's not for anything else, it's just for safety reasons."

…Although what he said was correct, why did his tone sound so annoying? Sun Zhu, who was squatting nearby and eavesdropping, couldn't help but wonder if all Slytherins liked to talk like this.

"The second-year Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs have an astronomy class today. No matter what, they can't skip class." Percy explained, "I don't think we can blame the students who came out for class this time."

"That's because the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff prefects didn't fulfill their duty of warning." The Slytherin prefect sneered, "If you ask me, with something like this happening in school, why are we still having astronomy classes? It's not a very important class anyway."

"Knowledge is not divided into superior and inferior. Why should we look down on astronomy..." The Ravenclaw prefect was a little dissatisfied. "But I agree that this incident was indeed the prefect's negligence."

"I will apologize to the dean for my mistake later." Michelle pulled the unconscious Justin up, put one of his arms on her shoulders and walked towards the infirmary. "I will also ask Pike about the situation. He clearly promised me that he would not leave any Hufflepuff alone tonight... Strange, why is he so serious?"

Because the one who fainted now was not a second-year student, but a disguised Auror.

Sun Zhu looked at the senior student who was struggling and shed tears of sympathy for her.

Thank you for your hard work, you who have suffered so much.

"Let me help you." The Ravenclaw prefect held up his other arm and soon made the same comment, "Your badger really needs to lose weight."

Percy frowned and looked at Filch at the end of the corridor: "Sir, another accident has happened. Did you notice anything unusual around here just now?"

Filch waved his hands impatiently. "What a trouble! Damn, another bunch of stupid students taking self-righteous risks."

"So your cat is also a stupid and self-righteous trouble." The Slytherin prefect sneered, "You should be thankful that another student has been attacked by the thing in the Chamber of Secrets like Mrs. Norris, otherwise the school would not have spent so much energy to prepare an antidote for a cat."

How could that be? Sun Zhu couldn't help but object in his heart. Even if only one cat suffered this, Professor Sprout would prepare a mandrake antidote for her.

Filch's facial features were twisted together as if ignited by anger. He seemed to want to curse in a low voice, but was stopped by Percy: "The most important thing to do now is to check the corridors to prevent lone students from being attacked by monsters. Avery, I think it's best for us not to separate, otherwise..."

"What are you afraid of--" The Slytherin prefect waved his hand disdainfully, "We are all pure bloods, so we are very safe. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to do this hard work, right?"

"Nothing is absolute. I think there are many strange things about this matter." Percy pushed his glasses and shook his head. "Anyway, we should be careful."

Fran Avery made a short, mocking noise through his nose. "Well, if my mother's last name wasn't Prewett, I really wouldn't bother to say anything to you Weasleys. You're really a family of freaks."

Sun Zhu was stunned. In a trance, he remembered that Aunt Molly was from the Prewett family, but after marrying Uncle Arthur, her original surname gradually became unknown.

"What did you say?" Percy raised his voice a little angrily, "Isn't it more unbearable to be so arrogant and rude like you?"

"Haha, we just caught your two brothers who were out for a night adventure on the stairs in front a few days ago. Have you forgotten?"

"...at least my sister wouldn't do such a thing, and Ron is also very well behaved." Percy's fair face turned red with anger. "If you extend the behavior of a few individuals to all my family members, then can I say that you, Avery - or even the entire Slytherin, are very..."

"Okay, do you want to continue quarreling? I really shouldn't have let Gryffindor and Slytherin patrol together at night." A helpless voice interrupted them. "But if you keep quarreling like this, Mr. Filch will find a reason to deduct points from both of your houses. Oh, shouldn't I have reminded you?"

Sun Zhu looked in the direction of the voice and saw a girl with long brown curly hair walking slowly towards them. This girl seemed to be... Percy's current girlfriend.

"Penelope, why did you come out?" Percy looked at her in surprise, "But you...but you are a Muggle-born. This is too dangerous!"

"I'm the head of Ravenclaw. Is it not good to keep hiding like this?" She chuckled. "And I think this matter is really weird."

"You think so too, right?" Percy glanced at Fran who kept silent. "For example, the students who were sent to St. Mungo's after being petrified, and Madam Pomfrey who didn't look anxious at all. Normally, she would loudly accuse them of not taking care of themselves even if they got a scratch while playing Quidditch, but this time she was surprisingly calm."

"Isn't the headmaster the strangest one?" Fran picked his ear. "Even in such a situation, there is no strict curfew and evening classes... I think the Ministry of Magic should be involved in this matter. Also, they insist on saying that it was the Chamber of Secrets left by Salazar. I think someone wants to throw dirty water on us Slytherins again. Haha, how boring."

"The headmaster has his own plans, and knowledge is..." Percy began to speak unhappily, but was interrupted by Fran.

"Yes, yes, knowledge is not noble or humble. But is the life of a student less important than this so-called knowledge? Between purebloods and Mumblebloods, who is more important? It seems that this basilisk only attacks Mumblebloods and half-bloods. Does this mean that..."

He glanced at Penelope Clearwater, who was pursing her lips and not speaking, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "...My family donates so much money to the Ministry of Magic every year. When encountering things like this, they should take action to solve them. Isn't it their dereliction of duty to ask us students to worry about these things?"

"If you're scared, just go back." Percy said sarcastically, "The monster in the Chamber of Secrets is indeed scary. I understand your fear."

Penelope sighed: "Let's not argue about this for now. Fortunately, no students really died because of this."

Yes, after all, everything is under the control of the headmaster. Even if it is to petrify students, it is still a dangerous and painful thing. Therefore, of course, a few trusted Aurors have to be specially dispatched to "do the job".

The salary from the Ministry of Magic is not earned for nothing.

Sun Zhu stood up, looked at the three prefects leaving, then reached out and knocked on the wall and said, "I asked Dobby to lead Harry to the west corridor on the fifth floor. There is a picture of a house-elf working there. Don't get lost this time!"

The basilisk hiding in the wall soon responded with a hissing sound: "Master, your job is too difficult. Not only do I have to learn how to act and cooperate with humans, but I also have to learn how to recognize the way... Moreover, I can't see the portrait in the corridor you mentioned!"

"Oh, right..." Sun Zhu touched his nose, "You have to go, I didn't give you food for nothing. Anyway, be careful and don't really hurt anyone in the school, understand?"

"I'll try my best, master." The basilisk left sadly.

Sun Zhu rubbed his legs which were numb from squatting and walked slowly towards the dormitory.

In fact, it made no difference whether she watched it or not, but when the plan was actually implemented, she was still a little worried.

At this moment, mobilizing at least five former members of the Order of the Phoenix and a thousand-year-old basilisk to make such a big fuss in Hogwarts is just to awaken the fragment of Voldemort hidden deep in Harry's soul.

The fragment gave him the ability of Parseltongue, so Tongzi analyzed that when Harry was extremely frightened, the hidden basilisk would stimulate that special power.

But no matter what the reason was, it was indeed too cruel for a second-year student like him. Unfortunately, even Dumbledore couldn't come up with a more reliable solution.

Maybe he just felt that Harry really deserved this test.

On the second day, at the first Quidditch game of the semester, Sun Zhu indeed saw Harry with a dazed expression.

"Damn it! Can anyone tell me why something goes wrong every semester?" Hermione, who had been in a cold war with him for a while, couldn't help but asked anxiously, "Why are you always so unlucky?"

"Harry, I understand now. The monster in the rumored Chamber of Secrets is the Malfoy elf! No wonder it only attacks Muggles and half-bloods. This explains everything!" Ron deduced.