The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

Although it is a treasure from thousands of years ago, the gold cup still shows charming color. It has a simple and elegant shape and is engraved with beautiful and smooth patterns. Even if it is not the heirloom of Ms. Helga, it is still a work of art worth collecting.

However, what magical power did Ms. Helga give it when she used it as the symbol of the school? Sun Zhu watched Sirius carefully drip Professor Slughorn's research results into the cup while guessing the founder's intention.

The sword is sharp, symbolizing courage; the crown is noble, matching supreme wisdom; the locket is mysterious, and can only be opened by a Parseltongue speaker, representing the importance of bloodline.

But what does this golden cup, which seems to be only used as tableware, symbolize?

"Look, it's working." Sirius's low voice came, with a hint of excitement.

A wisp of black-gray smoke curled out of the cup with two handles, as if it was not a treasure but a lit incense burner.

Sirius pulled her back a few steps, watching the changes in the golden cup without blinking. At the same time, he took off his tie clip and threw it lightly. The metal tie clip seemed to be summoned by something, followed the smoke, and then fell straight into the golden cup.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Sun Zhu was confused.

"Something that can detect the strength of black magic. I don't know the exact principle, and I'm not sure if it's useful, but it won't hurt to try."

"...You'd better not mess things up."

"Don't be nervous, just keep watching." He flicked the other tube of liquid in his hand, and under Sun Zhu's intense gaze, it dripped directly into the unopened pendant box next to him.

"呲-"

Unlike the silent dissolution of the golden cup, the locket made a harsh, wailing sound.

A puff of black smoke came out, and Sun Zhu almost suspected that the pendant box had been burned by some highly corrosive substance, and subconsciously covered his mouth and nose.

"This one is indeed more powerful." Sirius muttered to himself: "At least today we can be sure that this one can't be used."

"...Actually, none of them can be used!" Sun Zhu reminded, "The main ingredient is basilisk venom, which is highly corrosive to all human souls. It can dissolve any venom, whether it's Voldemort's or not. And even if it has no effect on the soul, Harry is a mortal, how can he resist the venom?"

Sirius grinned, "Who told you they were all poison?"

He held the tube that dripped into the golden cup in front of his eyes. There were still one or two drops of liquid left in it. Seeing Sun Zhu's slightly nervous expression, he flicked the tube wall with his fingers, turned his hand, and pretended to pour it into his mouth.

There was no time to react, Sun Zhu almost cursed, but he saw him shaking his big white teeth and taking off a ruby ​​cufflink. The remaining liquid was dripped on the surface of the gem, and it quickly seeped into it, which made Sun Zhu's teeth ache.

This guy is dressed up like a gentleman today, but why is he doing nothing? She was almost scared out of her wits just now, and was ready to call Tongzi for off-field assistance, but who knew that he would trick her again.

"I don't care whether he lives or dies, He He."

Tongzi felt that his host's mind was now filled with only this sentence, and he didn't even pay attention to the current condition of the two Horcruxes.

"Host, the soul fragment on the locket has disappeared. Your main storyline progress has increased by 10%, now at 25%. You also have 500 more experience points, and there are 4280 available."

"Oh oh." Sun Zhu was not as happy as she thought, probably because she had already regarded it as a sure thing.

But she still looked at the golden cup that was still emitting wisps of smoke, and the locket that looked burnt, and then looked at Sirius who was putting the cufflinks into a sealed bag.

"What did you just mean? Why are the two so different?"

"The locket is inherently more evil, so of course it will be more painful." He got two stools from somewhere, "Sit down. I need to keep track of how long it will take for it to be completely over. This is Professor Slughorn's request."

He pointed at the golden cup, but Sun Zhu leaned over to take a look and found that the thing that had fallen into the cup had turned into the shape of a button and was motionless.

"Are these two things also your new achievements?"

"Semi-finished product." He waved his hand. "I know you have a lot of questions now, but it's not that I don't want to explain it to you, but... I don't quite understand it either."

After all, when I was in school, I was always thinking of ways to steal and do bad things. I learned some spells and transfiguration, otherwise I wouldn't be able to become an Animagus, and I just muddled through potions.

As a Gryffindor, why should I listen carefully to the class of the Slytherin headmaster?

Facing Sun Zhu's slightly contemptuous gaze, he scratched his hair, as if trying hard to recall something, and then slapped his forehead and said loudly: "Ah, but I remember that the professor seemed to have mentioned that he separated several main components of snake venom, extracted them separately and did some experiments. In the end, it was determined that only two components were effective, one slightly toxic and one highly toxic... That's about it."

Sun Zhu nodded and glanced at his cufflinks: "What is that?"

"Something that can be used to replicate small amounts of samples, maintain activity, and isolate toxicity... This is not an invention. It is one of Mr. Flamel's gifts. It's just that he disguised the useful gem as a cufflink decoration so that it doesn't look too conspicuous."

"...Really? Why do I feel like you and the word 'swagger' go hand in hand?"

She then asked Tongzi, "How long will it take for our golden cup to heal?"

"It's estimated to take another half an hour, host. I suggest you leave here now. I'm worried that there may be snake venom left in the black smoke. Although most of it has been eliminated by the soul fragments, just in case..."

Sun Zhu looked at Sirius, who was sitting with his legs crossed and checking the time with a pocket watch, and said speechlessly, "Stretch out your hand."

He was stunned for a moment, holding the pocket watch tightly in one hand and slightly opening the other hand. After Sun Zhu stuffed a black, round pill into his hand, he retreated to the door of the basement and stared at Kreacher who was guarding there.

"What, what is this..." His expression looked very silly.

"Duyao, didn't you want to commit suicide just now? I'll help you." Sun Zhu said unhappily.

"Oh——" He stared at it for a while, as if thinking about whether he should give it to someone to study, maybe he could squeeze some value out of it.

"Hey, this is something my family has handed down from generation to generation. Don't try to take advantage of it. The secret recipe is not passed on to others. If you don't want to eat it, return it to me."

"It seems it's not poison." There was a hint of regret in his tone, "Does it have a name?"

...What's the problem? It's just a detoxification pill produced by Tongzi, why does it need a name?

Sun Zhu crossed his arms and said casually: "You can call it Maltesers."