The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

Sun Zhu twirled his poplar wood wand in his hand as he sat against the head of the bed, his eyes fixed on his sandalwood bookshelf and the flowers on the desk next to it.

The tender yellow sunflowers are as bright, fiery and full of vitality as Hufflepuff.

The layout of her room is simple, with lots of rattan woodwork and soft pillows, cushions, rugs and dolls.

The doll is a bit old. My dad picked it from the cupboard of a Muggle store. It is a three-headed little man with a round head and big eyes. He used to think that no girl could resist such a cute thing, but later he changed to giving her various shapes and styles of jeweled jewelry. The pillow is printed with warm and fresh flowers and various furry animals, the carpet is soft caramel and pumpkin colors, and the cushion is an embroidered badger that she customized in the Muggle Chinatown near her home.

In short, anyone who sees her room will feel that she was a person who grew up in love.

So why did a defensive spell that required the mobilization of happy emotions cause her to reach a bottleneck?

She closed her eyes and tried to recall the image of her mother that she had seen in the Mirror of Erised.

She had delicate features, sharp eyebrows and eyes, and a fierce temperament, but when she curled her lips, a shallow dimple appeared. Her father's appearance was softer, and she didn't know which of them she looked more like, but in terms of appearance alone, she didn't embarrass them.

When she was young, she was a bit dark, at least compared to her father. But now, after practicing Quidditch for a few years, her skin has become whiter.

Now her height has exceeded 1.6 meters, but standing next to the tall people around her, she still looks a little short. It doesn't matter, she is only 15 years old. If she drinks more milk, it will not be a dream to exceed 1.7 meters.

Fortunately, because she had been training hard, she was not weak. Her hands also had some calluses from holding wands, quills, and even various experimental equipment and maintenance tools for many years.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like he is lacking in magic power.

"What exactly is the problem? More haste, less speed?" She held the wand and chanted the spell that she had known so well.

"Calling God to Protect——"

A ball of silver light gathered and stopped on her windowsill. She looked at it quietly, constantly imagining the beautiful scenes in the future.

She would see her mother, who was still full of energy, and scare her by speaking fluent Chinese. Then she would plead for her father, even if she told a little lie, such as: He has required me to speak Chinese at home for many years, and always told me that this is my real home.

This will surely move her mother to tears, and she will hug her tightly, and then...

"Pfft, what the hell is going on? My mom is such a cool person, she wouldn't lose control of her emotions just because of a few words. I guess she should be looking at me with a face full of question marks, asking: Who are you? Actually, at first glance, the only similarities between her and me are our eyebrows and mouths. So, does she know what I look like?"

After trying hard to overturn the nonsense in her mind, she propped up her chin and placed the wand on the small cabinet beside the bed. There was a photo of her and her father, which was taken more than two years ago in a country that no longer exists.

She lives in history and also creates "history".

"Host, look..." Tongzi suddenly said, "By the window, there is, there is..."

Sun Zhu looked over and asked in confusion: "Ah? What's that? A ghost? Dementors? It's so late, you'd better not scare me."

"Didn't you see that there was a transparent object moving? That was..."

"Is it really a ghost?" She picked up the small bedside table lamp and shone it over there, only to see a hazy warm yellow shadow moving.

...It was illuminated yellow by the light from the desk lamp, and seemed to be a bird?

"Merlin, what kind of bird is that?"

"I'll search the database for you. Wait a moment." Tongzi's voice was trembling. "But it's really beautiful."

"It's beautiful, not just beautiful, it really looks like an elf." She tiptoed out of bed and approached there quietly, fearing that she would accidentally disturb that existence.

When she was two steps away from it, she could finally see it more clearly.

The wings were long and pointed, the beak was slightly wide and slightly bent downward, the tail was protruding, and it looked slightly darker in color. It was about twenty centimeters long. She really couldn't tell what kind of bird it was, because the patronus did not have the original color of the animal. No matter how bright the feathers of a bird were, it would only look like a line drawing.

"It should be a bird of the genus Oriole, host." The best aid Tongzi was still very capable and quickly determined, "I'm not sure what species it is, but most of them are yellow and black, with bright yellow bodies and black tail feathers. Yours is no exception."

"Oriole? Is it the bird that sings beautifully?" Sun Zhu began to recite a poem, "Two orioles sing in the green willows..."

"You could say it's the yellow warbler, or the oriole, which is the most representative species of oriole."

Sun Zhu stretched out her hand and tried to summon the bird. She remembered that her father's patronus was very close to her, and her own bird couldn't be worse than instant noodles.

The oriole did not disappoint her expectations. It spread its wings lightly, flew from the windowsill to her shoulder, and then circled around her.

She curled her lips and suddenly thought, "Good bird, help me go downstairs to my father's room and give him a message?"

The oriole tilted its head and a clear and bright chirp escaped from its little mouth.

Sun Zhu was stunned. He was not sure whether the patronus could communicate with the wizard once it was summoned, but he was still eager to try and said, "Just say good night to him for me."

The bird flapped its wings, but did not fly away from the window. Instead, it turned into a streak of light like a shooting star and suddenly disappeared on the spot.

Sun Zhu leaned back on the bed, as if he had just realized something: "I succeeded?"

"Yes, your Patronus has taken shape. It is an oriole."

"Today, what day is it?"

"November 4."

"Oh, I have to remember this day." She closed her eyes and then said belatedly, "It was an ordinary oriole, right?"

"Although it is ordinary, as your patron saint, I am willing to use the most glorious words in the world to describe it. You know, there are many poems praising this bird, such as 'Several early orioles compete for warm trees'..."

Sun Zhu interrupted with a smile: "I don't mean to dislike it at all, I just think that it suits me very well. It's ordinary, but it can't be ignored. I'm sure that even if a yellow warbler stands next to Fox, no one can force themselves to ignore it... Such a bright color, such a joyful voice, as a bird, it is really outstanding, right?"

Tongzi didn't have time to answer her because a surprised shout suddenly came from downstairs.

"Azhu, I knew you were the best! You were able to successfully communicate with the guardian spirit and let it send a message on your first summon!" He said, "There is no one in this world who is worthy of my daughter."