The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

The tea room at Malfoy Manor used for entertaining guests was very lavish and luxurious. There were quite a few people gathered here at the moment, but she didn't know many of them. Tongzi was even more confused and began to fill in some information. His diligence made Sun Zhu ashamed.

"Why are you collecting information about these people? They are all background figures that you will never see again after meeting them once... ahem, anyway, there shouldn't be any key characters in the text."

Almost all the wizards who were invited were from pure-blood families, and most of them were not very close to Muggles. The people sent by the Ministry of Magic did not stand so directly in front of them, but it was enough to make several old pure-blood family leaders dissatisfied.

Dobby said that he had just heard a lot of people saying bad things about his former master, such as being a fence-sitter or a pure-blood traitor. Some people also accused Lucius of being a lackey of the Ministry of Magic, saying that they trusted him so much, but he tricked them into coming here, and then they were "protected" by the damn Ministry of Magic like a prisoner.

Lucius had no words to grievance, he thought himself to be the one who could best judge the situation, he never took sides easily and rarely took the wrong side. Who could have thought that he would be targeted by a monster that came from nowhere.

Although the terrifying basilisk could not speak, the people behind it seemed to know everything. They forced him to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore on the surface, but in fact they wanted to watch Voldemort and Dumbledore both suffer losses, so as to provide enough chaos for Salazar's return.

So, did the founder of Slytherin ever leave this beautiful world? If he was planning to come back now, why did he make himself look like an evil god who wanted to be resurrected, weird and cowardly? It made the Slytherins look like villains, which really made the head of the Malfoy family, who was proud of his bloodline and identity, very unhappy and puzzled.

That’s right, although some of his behaviors were disgraceful in the eyes of many wizards, he never thought that what he did was wrong, let alone that it was an evil thing - it was just a different standpoint. If he was the protagonist of the story, then all those who opposed him were the real "villains."

But his experiences during this period made him waver for the first time. After all, what kind of protagonist would be so cowardly as to be threatened by a monster that was not even a beast, and could not even protect the safety of his family, the peace of his home, and even a small house-elf!

The monster didn't even need to do anything, it was enough to make him feel the trembling from the depths of his soul. It was the fear of a creature that considered itself inferior to a higher species. He was the best at detecting danger and was sure that this snake monster that called itself "Salazar's Messenger" could easily kill him.

This feeling of being dominated was unfamiliar to him, and even made him fearful.

But it seemed to be restrained by some force. And the one who could control the behavior of the basilisk was actually a weak Hufflepuff student!

At first, he thought she was just a stupid and ridiculous grain of sand who didn't know how to live or die, and thought she was the protagonist. He was even a little angry when his son complained to him. The successor of the Malfoy family, whom he had carefully trained, was actually troubled by such an unimportant role.

He decided to tell his son personally what the consequences would be for offending the Malfoy family - her father was just an ordinary employee of the Ministry of Magic, he had nothing to worry about, and he even sent a few idiots over without much effort, hoping to teach her a lesson and let her know how wrong her provocative behavior was.

That's when things started to get out of control. But Lucius felt that he was just defeated by luck.

Just because she is a Parseltongue! Even if she is of low descent, ordinary background, and unremarkable ability, even if she has a weak, harmless, and deceptively Asian face, she can still control the basilisk and make it hit wherever it points. Why?

And that Harry Potter was said to be such a freak as well. And that unspeakable person who used him like a dog more than ten years ago also spoke the damn Parseltongue!

The Malfoy family, could it be that they are under some Parseltongue curse?

He impatiently reprimanded the head of a pure-blood family that was about to decline and had been chattering like a fly in his ear for a long time, and sneered: "Since you question Malfoy's judgment, there is no need for you to step into the gate of this manor. But even if I ask you to get out now, I have to see if those rubbish in the Ministry of Magic will let you go."

"You! Malfoy, you are responsible -"

"Malfoy is not responsible for anyone who disobeys him." He waved his hand, and two servants stepped forward to drag the man away, while his cold eyes were cast towards the lobby of the "auction room", where it was lively and even the atmosphere was harmonious.

Narcissa, his most trusted and cared-for wife, was fulfilling her duties as hostess and chatting with the "guests" who had arrived in their best attire.

He looked at a lady who was dressed modestly but had a solemn face and a faint and perfunctory smile. She was the current head of the Bulstrode family, Wilhelmina Bulstrode.

He knew that she had reached some kind of agreement with the top officials of the Ministry of Magic, which was now under the control of Dumbledore. It was no wonder that a woman had no outstanding offspring, only a niece who was raised by her. The future of the Bulstrode family was still unknown, and now it was about to be destroyed by a weak woman who was not capable of such a big responsibility. Of course, she had to sell out the interests of the family in order to get a chance to breathe.

Unfortunately, his male heir was not strong enough. Lucius thought of Alexander Bulstrode, who had regarded him as Dumbledore's dog. He was arrogant and impatient, and was willing to be driven for a little profit. He even rejected the olive branch he offered, and was unwilling to unite with his cousin to compete for the position of head of the family!

Lucius clenched the wine glass in his hand, pressed his lips into a straight line, and looked back and forth among the people in the lobby who were waiting for the auction to begin.

"Hey, sir, why are you standing here alone? What are you looking at?" A polite, gentle, even sweet voice came from behind him, but for no reason it made him feel a sharp pain in the back of his neck as if he had been electrocuted.

He turned around quickly and locked his eyes on the girl standing quietly not far away. Her black hair was half tied up and draped softly around her shoulders and neck. Except for the fact that she was obviously an Asian girl, she looked no different from any ordinary female student at Hogwarts.

"Don't be nervous, sir. I'm here just to thank you." Sun Zhu said softly. She was only as tall as Lucius's neck, but she stood a few steps away and looked at him straight in the eye. "Thank you for following my instructions and cooperating with the Ministry of Magic to hold such a wonderful Christmas celebration here."