The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

At the Hogwarts Quidditch training ground in early January, the sky was clear. Although the temperature had not yet warmed up, many students wearing thick uniforms were still practicing.

Sun Zhu was doing stretching exercises while listening to the little witch express her doubts.

"They don't like to talk to me, but I don't mind that." The little witch adjusted her hat. "I just need a few friends. Mom said that I don't need to be understood by everyone, and I think so too. It's just that recently a few Gryffindors always come to talk to me...but I can see that they don't understand me."

"Who is it?" Sun Zhu was a little surprised. "But if it's Gryffindor, it's not surprising."

Luna nodded: "I recognize them, Ginny's brother, the legendary savior, and their 'Miss Know-It-All'."

"Huh?" Sun Zhu simply threw the Quaffle in his hand to Karina, "Ron, Harry, and Hermione? Why are they looking for you?"

“They seemed very interested in my dad’s work.”

"Uh, The Quibbler?" Sun Zhu found that he couldn't understand the train of thought of the three of them at all. "Did they ask any related questions?"

"They asked me whether the reporters of The Quibbler were all honest and never made up stories. They also asked about the author of a certain article - Dad's magazine often publishes anonymous articles." Luna shook her head, her carrot earrings swaying, "Unfortunately, I couldn't answer any of their questions. I'm not interested in these."

"Are they disappointed with the Daily Prophet and want to find other ways to redress their grievances? Have they encountered any injustice recently?" Sun Zhu rubbed his eyes, unable to figure out the twists and turns, so he simply asked, "Does their behavior cause you any trouble?"

"No." Luna shook her head vigorously. "They are very interesting people. Even if we can't understand each other, we can still be friends."

"Of course, when friends get along, tolerance is more important than understanding." Sun Zhu decided to ask Hermione when he had time. Now he just patted Luna on the shoulder and said, "Don't stand here. It's cold here. If you still want to watch us train, go to the audience seats."

"You don't look like you're wearing much."

"It will be hot once we start exercising, and we have many measures to keep warm." Sun Zhu looked up at the sky and suddenly frowned.

Isn’t that golden thing not far away, Mr. Long who ran to Newt’s place and hasn’t come back for a long time?

Luna also noticed the cool-looking gold color and exclaimed, "Wow, this thing is really weird!"

It was not clear whether Comrade Jianguo could understand this compliment, but just in case, Sun Zhu had to say hello to his friends and return to the rest area first.

Fortunately, due to the strong wind, no one was riding a broom today, otherwise, just with Uncle Long's swagger along the way, I don't know how many people would have been scared to fall off their brooms.

Luna stared at the golden UFO approaching them with her silver-gray eyes. Sun Zhu waved at it unhappily, "Come here. How many people do you want to see? I don't have time to explain your origins to everyone who sees you."

Ever since she gave Uncle Long, a golden dragon made of alchemy, he no longer cared about what others thought. He flew around the school casually and even flew in front of several professors.

It was not until more than a month ago that Neo Brand, who taught alchemy to sixth and seventh graders, came to ask her in person. He was very curious about the unusual mystery of Uncle Long.

"I can be sure that I saw traces of alchemy on that golden camel-headed, deer-horned, snake-like body, fish-scaled, tiger-mouthed, eagle-clawed, cow-eared, lion-nosed, goldfish-tailed beast, but it is so flexible, as if it has a soul..."

"Wait, sorry, professor." Sun Zhu's eyes widened. "You said golden, what?"

"Camel head, deer antlers, snake body, fish scales, tiger mouth, eagle claws, cow ears, lion nose, goldfish tail and beast." Professor Brand repeated it fluently.

Sun Zhuban counted on his fingers and found that he was not wrong, but he still felt it was strange: "Where did you hear this name?"

"Professor Scamander told me. To be honest, I went to ask him first, and he told me that this is the name he gave it after the hippogriff. Although it's a bit long, it's very rigorous, and it makes it more precious and unique. However, Professor Scamander also said that he knows very little about this magical species, because you are the real owner of this alchemical product, but the alchemical product cannot fully reflect its wonders. Of course, I don't know much about magical animals, but I just hope Miss Sun can tell me, this golden camel antler..."

"Please wait a moment, Professor Brand!" Sun Zhu immediately interrupted his chanting, "It's actually not that troublesome. Although Professor Scamander's naming is very accurate, I would rather you call it the Chinese Dragon."

"It is indeed much simpler." Brand pondered for a moment, "I know a little about fire dragons. Does this mean it is actually a new species of fire dragon living in China? Is it a close relative of the Chinese Fireball Dragon?"

Sun Zhu sighed deeply. She knew that Brand was curious about the golden dragon, not the ancient and mysterious Chinese dragon. But out of respect and because scholars have a certain thirst for knowledge, he was patient enough to listen to this talented fourth-grade student continue to introduce the so-called Chinese dragon.

Yes, even if the professor didn't want to know, she had to explain it clearly. The arrogant old man Long definitely didn't want to be compared with those fire dragons. He had disliked these "distant relatives" of his in the West more than once, saying that they all looked too sorry.

"The Chinese dragon just happens to be similar in name to the fire dragon, but there is actually no big relationship between them. The biggest difference is that they are very sacred and noble beings to Chinese Muggles. They are holier than unicorns, rarer than phoenixes, and more powerful than any animal of level xxxxx recognized by the Ministry of Magic... Of course, not many Chinese Muggles have seen them now, but they are still regarded as beliefs, revered and expected..."

Brand nodded as if he understood, until Sun Zhu said, "So this alchemical product is actually made by combining the ancestral Chinese Yanjia technique left to me by my mother, so it looks different from ordinary alchemical products. Yes, advanced Chinese Yanjia technique can even make creatures produce... souls."

Professor Brand was very excited: "Well, can you tell me how to do it..."

Sun Zhu continued to lie without blinking, "Sorry, this is a secret technique passed down from my ancestors. I can't do it without my mother's permission... Actually, I can't understand the mystery of it either, because this is something my mother left for me, and I haven't seen her for a long time."

She lowered her head, looking a little disappointed. This made Brand, who originally wanted to borrow the golden dragon for research, unable to speak at all. He could only leave after constantly praising China as a mysterious and powerful place with a sense of unfulfilled desire.

Thinking of this, Sun Zhu grabbed Jin Zilong, who was possessed by a trace of Master Long's divine consciousness, and said viciously: "Every time I fool a classmate or professor who doesn't know the truth, I have to knock my merit wooden fish. I am a Hufflepuff and have been forced into such a situation by you. Tell me, why do you come to me with such fanfare today? What are you doing!"

Seeing Sun Zhu suddenly switch to Chinese and look ferocious, Luna became even more excited. However, after the strange thing also said something, Sun Zhu immediately turned around and said goodbye to her apologetically, then ran away in one direction.

That should be Professor Scamander's office, Luna thought. But what did that weird thing just say?

Although they didn't speak the same language, she felt that judging from the tone, it must be a very dirty curse.