HP Hogwarts Chinese exchange students

After Wuyou left the Puddifu Tea House and walked a few steps along the street, he heard a noisy sound coming from behind him.

She turned her head and saw two wizards cursing and talking about something, as if complaining that they were bumped into for no reason. Wuyou couldn't help but frowned and looked in that direction suspiciously.

Sure enough, she found a row of footprints that appeared out of nowhere on the ground. It must be Harry's footprints, but these footprints looked very messy and rushed.

There was a group of wizards gathering in front of the footprints, blocking most of the road, but Harry rushed towards them at an extremely fast speed, head-on, and crashed straight into the group of wizards.

The wizards were caught off guard and were knocked to the ground in an instant, but Harry continued to rush forward with no intention of stopping.

His behavior shocked the wizards around him. They stood up in amazement and looked around in confusion to see what was happening.

Hermione apologized to the wizards while chasing the footprints, and Wuyou followed immediately. It was most likely that Harry heard Fudge and the others say that Sirius was his godfather and a friend of James and Lily.

Wuyou caught up with Hermione and Ron. Ron glanced at Wuyou and said in surprise: "Mavis?! Why are you following us?!"

Wuyou said as he ran: "Don't worry about this for now, just follow Harry!"

Ron was even more surprised: "Huh?! You actually?! I mean how did you know it was Harry?!"

Hermione turned around and patted him on the shoulder and said, "That's enough, Ron, focus on the point!"

Ron still argued doubtfully: "Isn't that the point I'm talking about?"

Hermione closed her eyes speechlessly and stopped talking, pulling Wuyou forward.

The three of them chased until they reached an open space and stopped. They watched the row of footprints disappear in front of a large rock, and they realized that Harry must be sitting on the rock.

Wuyou walked up first, and Hermione followed her when she saw her coming forward, but kept a certain distance from her. After all, Harry should be in a very bad mood right now. If they surrounded him like this, who knows if he would become even more irritated.

So she signaled Ron to approach slowly. Mavis was already in front of them, so the two of them should not go over directly. They had to give Harry some space to calm down.

Wuyou slowly walked towards the big rock. As the distance between them shortened, the sound of Harry's crying became clearer and clearer. Wuyou slowly reached out his hand and carefully took off the invisibility cloak that Harry was wearing.

When the Invisibility Cloak was taken off, Harry's small figure immediately appeared in front of him. He curled up tightly, hugged his knees with both hands, tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes, his eyes were full of sadness and helplessness.

Wuyou raised her hand and gently wiped his tears, saying softly: "Cry if you are sad, you will feel better after crying."

Harry stared into Wuyou's eyes and suddenly recalled the day they first met.

At that time, it was also snowing all over the sky, and my heart was filled with endless grievances and pain, just like today.

She always seemed to appear in his saddest and most helpless moments. That familiar voice and scent made him feel extremely warm.

Whenever Mavis came near, his inner uneasiness would slowly dissipate.

Harry buried his cheek deeply into Wuyou's shoulder without any hesitation.

This action was natural and without hesitation, as if it was the truest expression of his innermost heart.

Wuyou sat quietly beside him, feeling Harry's body trembling, feeling the tears sliding into her collar. She patted his back gently, hoping that this would make him feel better.

Snowflakes fluttered and landed on Wuyou's eyelashes, on Harry's back, and on their hair.

Alas, even plants and trees know sorrow, and their best years end in the end.

He was clearly just an ordinary child and could have had a happy family, but unfortunately, things did not go as he wished. He became an orphan at the age of one and a domestic servant at the age of three. He had no elders to care for him or love him.

Only when you don’t have enough clothes to wear will you realize that you have grown up, and only when holidays come will you find that there is still no one around you.

He is obviously just an ordinary boy who likes to be noisy, naughty, cheat on homework and be lazy, but others give him the title of "savior", forcing him to take unnecessary responsibilities, forcing a child who can't even save himself to save millions of people in the magical world.

As time passed, Harry's crying became quieter and quieter, and gradually subsided. Wuyou sighed, patted his back gently, and asked softly, "Are you feeling better?"

Harry stopped crying, but still sobbed. He wiped his tears with the back of his hand and replied in a muffled voice: "Well..."

Wuyou continued to pat his back and whispered, "Can you tell me now what has happened to you?" Her voice was gentle and caring, making Harry feel a little warm and comforted.

Harry was silent for a moment, withdrew from her arms, and whispered: "Sirius Sirius, he is my parents' friend and my godfather...but he...he actually killed them! I really hope he comes to me soon, I must kill him!" His voice was full of grievance and anger.

Wuyou held his hand and comforted him: "Harry, I know you are angry, but I don't think this is reasonable. Do you still remember Myrtle?"

Harry looked at Wuyou in confusion and nodded. Wuyou continued, "Myrtle once told me that Sirius and James are very good friends. They have a good relationship with each other. Although they often play pranks on their classmates, they have always been very protective of each other. I think Sirius is unlikely to do such a thing. Maybe there is something wrong."

Harry obviously didn't believe it. He said firmly, "Impossible, I heard the conversation between Fudge and Professor McGonagall. He was the one who betrayed my parents! He let Voldemort find us! He was the one who killed my parents! It was all him..."

Harry's eyes misted again. Wuyou hugged him gently, stroked his back, and comforted him in a soft but firm voice: "Harry, no matter what the truth is, we will find it out. Please always stay sober and don't be swayed by emotions, okay? Things will be resolved slowly. Don't worry, I'll always be by your side..."

Harry's heart gradually calmed down, and the mist in his eyes gradually condensed into a crystal clear teardrop, which slowly slid down and dripped onto Wuyou's clothes.

That tear seemed to carry endless sadness and helplessness, but as the tears fell, Harry's eyes gradually became clear and firm.