The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

"...The voice followed me like a shadow. It seemed that wherever I went, there would be that kind of ear-piercing, ugly and terrifying sound. I heard its fragmented words that sounded like bewitching and curses. It said, 'Go and open the secret room.' I really couldn't imagine what this thing was. What's more terrifying is that it seems that only I can hear these things..."

Sun Zhu quickly finished reading the few pages of messy letter in her hand. She pursed her lips, then closed it and looked at Dumbledore who was sitting opposite her and chewing a lemon snowman.

"Harry, is he asking Sirius for help?" She sighed, "How did this letter end up in your hands now?"

Dumbledore adjusted his beard and pointed at the letter. "Sirius came to me with it not long ago and asked me what my plans were. Asking him not to respond to Harry was really a test."

"Well, so you didn't tell him what our plan was?" Sun Zhu rubbed his wrist and shook his head. "If that were the case, he would definitely not be able to turn a blind eye to Harry's plight... Even I would be a little shaken after hearing what Dobby and I described about Harry's experience, let alone him."

"I indeed did not tell him. After all, if we want to hide something from Harry, we must not let two of you know the truth first." Dumbledore smiled, and it was obvious that he had a good grasp of the situation. "Even if Sirius did not understand what I asked him to do, he would do it seriously if it involved Harry and the Death Eaters."

Two of them, besides Sirius, the other one is of course, Hagrid.

Sun Zhu folded his arms and nodded: "I believe your arrangement must be the most appropriate, but even if you don't tell him the reason, he may not be able to guess it. For example, the Aurors who were transferred to Hogwarts to cooperate with the acting, most of them are also members of the Order of the Phoenix, and they know Sirius..."

"Haha, I understand your concerns. Of course, this plan is not foolproof, but it doesn't hurt even if there are some omissions. By the way, this is a belated birthday gift that I gave to you, Silisto. He is actually busy with something recently. Maybe you’ve heard about it too.”

Sun Zhu looked in the direction of the principal's wand with great surprise. A box that looked quite heavy but beautifully packaged flew from his tall bookcase to the small table in front of her.

Dumbledore's voice was still full of patience: "Open it and take a look. In fact, I'm also very curious. It is said to be some of his new research and attempts."

Sun Zhu reached out and opened the box, and the things inside made her eyes widen.

It is a yellow and black skateboard.

Unlike the surfing skateboards that are popular among Muggles and the parkour skateboards used in competitive competitions, this skateboard is made into a flat version of a broomstick.

The broom handle is designed to look like a rocket launcher moving at high speed, with a groove at the tail and the two wheels at the bottom seem to be made of special materials. There is also an instruction manual in the box.

To be honest, she had never used this kind of thing, although it was very common... but it was only used by Muggles. It was hard to imagine that Sirius, a pure-blood wizard, would give her such a birthday gift.

"Headmaster, did you not tell him that the plan to torture Harry was largely my idea?"

Dumbledore looked away from the skateboard with curiosity, then shook his head: "Of course, the fewer people who know the details, the better. Why do you ask?"

"Sirius said in this instruction manual that he acquired a Muggle company and replaced some of the senior employees in the R&D and design departments with wizards he knew. This is their latest product that can help wizards blend into the Muggle world perfectly and harmoniously. I am honored to be one of the first testers of this product."

The slot at the tail is actually very useful. It can be injected with special magic fuel, allowing it to take off steadily on the ground, oh no, glide, and its effect is like a ground version of a flying broom.

When standing on it, you don’t even have to think about how to maintain balance or how to accelerate and turn. The flying skateboard can be used as easily as the wizard’s arms once it is in harmony with his mind. It is truly a great creation.

...I just don't know if there are any pitfalls.

"I feel relieved when you say that," she said with a smile.

Sirius probably didn't want to take revenge on her, and according to him, Uncle Arthur also provided the idea. After all, he had a good understanding of Muggle things. It was said that he also consulted his father. A father wouldn't betray his daughter, right?

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, then said kindly: "I hope you can use this gift properly. Although I know I don't need to give you too many instructions, I don't want to have to add a rule prohibiting the use of skateboards to the school rules in the near future."

"Well, as long as Sirius doesn't give it to the Weasleys in the future." Sun Zhu waved his hand, looking very reliable. "You just said that he is busy with this recently, right? Combining Muggle products with magic, there will definitely be other things in the future besides skateboards."

"He doesn't need to worry about these. You know, Sirius only needs to be responsible for the funds." Dumbledore picked up a pine nut and fed it to Fawkes who was flying over. "It's his friend Mr. Lupin who signed up to join the Ministry of Magic's team to 'search for Mr. Nicolas Flamel's treasure'. Sirius is making some arrangements for him."

Sun Zhu closed the lid of the box, a little unresponsive: "The one about the Finance... the Financial Secretary? Mr. Lupin actually took the initiative to participate? Although it's a bit unexpected, he does seem to be a very suitable candidate. But what can Sirius prepare for him? As far as I know, it has always been Mr. Lupin who has been worrying about him."

"Prepare enough Wolfsbane potion." Dumbledore said bluntly.

Sun Zhu was silent for a moment, then said awkwardly, "Is it really okay to tell a fourth-grade student like me this kind of secret?"

"Is there really anything that can be called a secret in front of Bamboo?" Dumbledore laughed. He touched Fawkes' head. "In fact, this is what I suggested. If Remus can successfully complete this task, then I think he is qualified to be your next Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

Sun Zhu nodded vigorously: "You are finally willing to find a reliable teacher for us! I really wonder if it is because of the curse of this position, so you are always looking for unreliable people so that they can learn a lesson. Ah, I didn't mean to curse Sirius."

"I can see that you are very dissatisfied with Mr. Lockhart." Dumbledore looked even happier. "Is it because he instigated those goblins and elves to send you so many love letters?"

"...That's not the case! In fact, many of the things he did were..." Sun Zhu tried to explain, but found that the principal just wanted to watch the fun, so he simply dragged the box and said, "Do you have anything else to do? If not, I have to go back to Quidditch training!"

Dumbledore waved his hand gently: "Go and enjoy your campus life. Leave the rest to us old guys to worry about."

Sun Zhu bent down slightly and nodded at him again.

When I walked out of the principal's office, the first thing I saw was, as expected, someone's back.

Hearing the noise, he immediately turned around, looked at her expression, and asked carefully: "Did the conversation with the principal go well?"

"I still have a lot of questions, but he said not to worry about them."

"How are the students who were petrified by the... ahem, basilisk now?"

"They are staying at St. Mungo's. They told others that they were sent there for treatment due to petrification. But in fact..." Sun Zhu glanced at the guy who seemed to be concerned about this issue but was not listening carefully, raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell them that because they were targeted by the basilisk, the principal had to separate them from their classmates this semester to protect them. He will go over to give them private lessons when he is free."

"Well, that's great. What's that in your hand?"

Sun Zhu pursed his lips and said nothing, just walking down the stairs slowly.

Cedric sighed softly. "I can swear to Merlin that I really opened it because I thought it was a Christmas card..."

"What does this have to do with me?"

"I don't understand why someone would use such a childish method. Even if I open it, it doesn't mean that I won't agree with anyone else, as the letter says..."

"Whether you agree or not is none of my business. Oh, by the way, you didn't forget that Christmas is still a week away."

"I got the date wrong. I was only concerned about Professor Lockhart's elves." His voice sounded a little aggrieved, "Although many of those elves were looking for you."

"…Why don't we talk about Quidditch?"

He reluctantly reached out and gently pulled the sleeve of the person in front of him and said, "I can talk to anyone about Quidditch, but I only want to talk to you about this."