HP Hogwarts Chinese exchange students

Wuyou brought the cake back to the sofa in the lounge. Pansy asked curiously and gossipingly, "Did he give you a gift?"

Wuyou shook his head in amusement and said, "Of course not, why would you give me a gift for no reason?"

Pansy pointed at the gift box on the table with a look of disbelief and said, "My eyesight isn't so bad that I can't see this, right? Although the packaging isn't very delicate, and there's not even lace or a bow, you can still tell it's a gift box, right?!"

Wuyou smiled and opened the gift box and said, "This is the mousse cake he made because we just didn't have dinner."

Pansy looked at the exquisite matcha cake on the table in surprise and said, "Did he make this?! It looks better than the ones sold in Puddifoot's Tea House!"

Wuyou also laughed and said, "He said this was his first time making it. I only saw his mother making it at home before. I knew that cooking requires talent. Cedric is amazing!"

Pansy clicked her tongue twice and said, "I've said before that seniors are the best, and now it seems to be true!"

Wuyou sneered and said, "Are you sure? I think it depends on the person himself, such as Senior Flint?"

Pansy immediately pursed her lips and said, "Oh, that's enough! I agree with you. Don't call him senior next time. It's so weird!"

Wuyou and Derian laughed out loud because of her amusement, and Terrence also chuckled a few times.

"Junior sister, why are you so happy? Is there some good news?" Mo Changqing's voice rang out.

Wuyou turned around and just saw him and Theodore coming in from the gate. He sighed in his heart at the same time. Even though they both came back from the library, it seemed that it was really late.

The expression on Theodore's face was as indifferent as usual, which formed a great contrast with the smiling Mo Changqing.

Wuyou smiled and responded, "Yes, how can it not be a good thing to be able to eat matcha mousse cake at school?"

Mo Zhangqing asked with a smile: "Mousse cake? When we came back, we met Cedric on the stairs who was on his way back to the Hufflepuff common room. I guess he gave you the cake?"

Wuyou snapped his fingers and responded, "Brother, you are indeed very smart! How about I reward you two and let you try it together?"

Mo Zhangqing walked to an empty sofa in front of the table and sat down and said, "Forget about rewarding me, but why did you reward Theodore for not even guessing it?"

Wuyou stuck out her tongue at him and said, "Because I want to give it to you." Then she smiled and looked at Theodore and said, "Come and sit here, Theodore!"

Theodore smiled gently, nodded, and sat next to Mo Changqing.

Wuyou used his spiritual power to cut the cake a few times, and the cake was neatly cut into eight pieces.

Pansy pointed to the cake knife she had taken out and asked, "Why not use this?"

Wuyousheng handed her a piece of cake and said, "It looks more beautiful when cut with magic, doesn't it?"

Pansy nodded and took the cake, "Okay, that's true. Maybe I should learn from this so that I won't cut the cake so ugly next time I go on a date at Puddifoot's Tea House."

Derian laughed, looked at Pansy lovingly and said, "I should be the one to learn, you just wait for me to serve you!"

Wuyou helplessly teased the two of them for showing their affection all the time, and then smiled as he shared the cake with the other people.

"How about trying it? I think the mousse cake is really delicious, especially the matcha flavor, which is simply irreplaceable!"

After Wuyou finished speaking, she picked up her portion and took a small bite. The melting feeling in her mouth and the sweet and delicate taste of the cake made her couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

After taking a bite, Pansy said, "It tastes really good. Is this really his first time making it?"

Mo Zhangqing laughed as he ate and said, "Maybe I've done it before, but no one knows, right?"

Wuyou put down the cake in his hand and interrupted, "No, Seide doesn't lie. If he says there is no, then there is definitely no."

"Really? That's such a touching level of trust. Perhaps I should praise your inseparable friendship?" Draco exclaimed sarcastically.

Wuyou was stunned for a moment, then said in a good-tempered manner: "Draco, you're here? This is for you, let's try it together, I think the taste..."

Draco looked at the cake in her hand and felt the blood throbbing like crazy in his temple. He interrupted her loudly and asked, "What difference does it make whether I come or not? Miss Changsun should not need me by her side, right?!"

After saying that, he walked towards the boys' dormitory without looking back. His stiff and cold attitude just now made Wuyou almost breathless.

After all, no matter how much you like or favor someone, if they lose their temper with you for no reason, anyone would be sad. Even rabbits bite when they are angry. What's more, Wuyou is not a naturally kind-hearted person, or a stupid girl who only knows how to accept everything.

Pansy seemed to have forgotten her ladylike manners. She stood up angrily and threw the cake in her hand at him, shouting at Draco, "Draco! What do you mean? What the hell are you doing today?"

Draco dodged to the side, glanced at the cake on the ground with disgust, and continued walking towards the boys' dormitory.

Terence frowned. Although he was happy when he knew that Draco and Wuyou were having a quarrel, he also felt angry when he saw Draco's attitude.

Theodore and Mo Changqing looked at Wuyou and said a few words of comfort. Terence, Pansy and Derian also turned their attention back to Wuyou.

Faced with the comfort of his friends, Wuyou just nodded silently and continued to eat the cake.

She felt that the cake was not as sweet this time, and there was a sour taste in her mouth, probably because of the tears that kept falling.

Astoria stood in the dark of the corridor. She had been standing here since Wuyou left. Now as she walked towards her dormitory, she said faintly, "What my sister said may not be true. Malfoy is indeed rare for Greengrass, but maybe not so good for a girl."

Wuyou ate two pieces of cake in silence with tears in her eyes. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, put on a smiling face, pretended nothing had happened, said good night to her friends, and walked towards the dormitory.

Pansy followed immediately. After their figures disappeared, Derian pursed his lips and said, "Although I don't know why they quarreled, I think it seems to be serious this time."

Terence's eyes darkened and he said, "If he hurts Mavis's heart because of this, I don't think it might be a bad thing."

Theodore didn't want to refute because he felt the same way. If Draco didn't cherish her, someone else would.

Mo Changqing ate the cake without saying a word. He was not sure whether this was the result he wanted. Was Mavis's happiness more important, or was it more important for Mavis to be by his side?

After returning to the dormitory, Pansy said indignantly: "Mavis, Draco has gone too far this time, you are not allowed to bow your head again!"

Wuyou was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "I'm tired. I don't want to coax him this time..."

Pansy's expression looked better when she heard her agree. She unhappily accused Draco of being too excessive in losing his temper, while gently wiping away Wuyou's tears.

Pansy had fallen asleep for a long time at night, but Wuyou still couldn't sleep. She listened to the sound of the lake flowing outside the window, her mind full of memories of Draco.

I fell in love with Draco for the first time when I was 12 years old. I felt happy even when we looked at each other across the screen. My heart would beat faster even when I just heard his name. I secretly saved money to buy his peripherals.

So how happy she was when she knew she could see him when she came to the UK four years ago, she couldn't sleep all night at that time.

Because of her love for him since she was young, she always saw Draco through a filter, so much so that she had never concealed her unconditional preference for Draco for so long.

Now that the facts were before her, she realized that her belief that Draco would become kind and gentle was just wishful thinking.

How could a Malfoy become such a person? He was raised in a pure-blood family tradition and was arrogant. How could he change so easily just because of my appearance?

She couldn't help but laugh at herself, thinking that she was too naive and childish. This idea was simply a fantasy!

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Thank you all the beautiful witch ladies for the gifts!

I wish the beautiful, rich and young ladies like “Wadasi has no name”, “Weizhanhua”, “Rosy Lumen Xinan”, “Harry’s Fugitive Glasses”, “Stinky Fish Who Loves Longjing Xiangqingtuan”, “Lavish Wutong”, “Nanchen Guyou”, “Crazy Man Who Loves Going Crazy”, “Pig Guardian”, “Muxi Who Likes Xiaolong”, “Xingcai Rumeng”, “owozzz”, “What’s Wrong with My Meilika”, “Qingyue Muyan”, and “Rueya Qingxuan” to have a life as bright as spring flowers and as bright as autumn moon!