HP Hogwarts Chinese exchange students

"It's finally the weekend, and there are so many fourth-year classes. It's rare that you have time today, so why don't you go to Hogsmeade with us? The library is open every day, right?"

As Pansy spoke, she opened Wuyou's closet to help her pick out clothes. It seemed that she knew it was just a notification.

Wuyou crawled out of the bed, hummed weakly, and after struggling for several times, he got up to wash and put on makeup.

While putting on makeup, Pansy urged Wuyou, "Mavis, cheer up. You fell asleep even when you were combing your hair. I told you not to stay up late reading novels but you didn't listen. The dark circles under your eyes are so big that they're scary."

Wuyou was shaking his legs in an attempt to wake himself up, while vaguely combing his hair.

When Pansy turned around happily after finishing her makeup and asked her if she looked good, she had already fallen asleep leaning on the chair, with the comb even hanging in her hair.

Pansy's mouth twitched, and she could only come over to help her with her makeup. Wuyou's terrible dark circles under her eyes required her to use two radiant spells before they disappeared.

After getting dressed, Pansy nodded with satisfaction. Looking at Wuyou who was sleeping soundly, she shook her head and called out, "Wake up Mavis, put on your shoes, we should go."

Wuyou nodded dazedly, put on his shoes, and followed Pansy out of the dormitory in a lifeless manner.

Draco saw Wuyou walking unsteadily and couldn't help asking, "Mavis? What's wrong with you?"

Mo Zhangqing clicked his tongue twice, shook his head and said, "Looking at her face, which looks like she's been drained of her vitality, I know that she must have stayed up late again last night. Maybe she just went to bed two hours ago."

Wuyou waved his hand helplessly and responded: "It's rare that the weekend doesn't feel like a weekend if you don't stay up all night. And I went to bed two and a half hours ago!"

Mo Changqing sighed: "I knew it."

Then he walked up to Wuyou, turned his back to her and said, "Come on up, Night Owl. I'll carry you."

Wuyou giggled, held his shoulders and jumped up. Mo Zhangqing skillfully circled her legs and held her steadily on his back.

Pansy shook her head, patted Mo Changqing's arm and said, "Just let her go. I'm afraid she will never change this bad habit!"

Mo Changqing chuckled twice and responded: "Even if I don't carry her on my back, she can't change it. It's a habit she developed when she was in China. She can't change it now, and she won't be able to change it in the future. Let her do whatever she wants."

Anyway, I can carry her for the rest of my life.

Pansy nodded in satisfaction: "It's good to have a senior brother. There are always so many excuses for her."

Blaise raised his eyebrows and smiled: "If you call me brother, I can carry you on my back!"

Pansy clicked her tongue and shook her head: "You wish!"

Although Pansy refused, Blaise still walked to Pansy with a smile. Pansy looked at him proudly and couldn't help but smile.

Draco stood beside the sofa and pouted, muttering quietly: "I can carry Mavis too!"

Although Theodore didn't say anything, he looked at Mo Changqing's hand holding Wuyou's leg several times.

The six of them walked together towards the large square at the entrance of Hogwarts. Wuyou leaned on Mo Changqing's shoulder and fell asleep.

Because her consciousness was completely empty, Wuyou looked limp. People who didn't know her would probably suspect that she was sick or something.

After all, they scared Hermione halfway. Hermione ran to Mo Changqing anxiously, looked at him in surprise and asked: "Ma... Mavis, what happened? Is she sick? Why does she look so bad?!"

Mo Changqing shook his head lightly without saying anything. Pansy waved to Hermione to signal her to come over. Hermione walked up to Pansy in confusion, and Pansy told her, "Mavis stayed up until almost dawn at the latest, and she just fell asleep now."

Hermione twitched her lips in surprise, then smiled helplessly and responded: "That's exactly what she would do. And thank you for telling me, Pa... Can I call you Pansy?"

Pansy hesitated for a moment and then nodded and said, "Okay, maybe I can call you Hermione?"

Hermione smiled and nodded in response, "Of course! I'll see Pansy later then. I have to go find some other friends."

Pansy raised a smile and waved goodbye proudly.

Blaise raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I didn't expect you would actually exchange Christian names with her?"

Pansy turned her head and said, "Don't worry about me. She is Mavis' friend, so I will accept it. Besides, she is really smart. It won't be a bad thing to make friends with a capable person!"

Blaise chuckled and nodded in agreement, "Of course, of course, Miss Pansy is really very smart!"

The laughter and chatter of the few people did not reach Wuyou's ears. After all, she was sleeping soundly under her hood and could not hear any noise outside at all.

After getting on the carriage, Mo Changqing skillfully put Wuyou down and sat sideways on his seat. He put his arm around Wuyou's shoulder and brought her into his arms.

Draco was stunned by his skilled performance. He would not be able to do it if it were him. How familiar were they? Was this what childhood sweethearts meant?

When they arrived at Hogsmeade, Wuyou and Mo Changqing were still sleeping, and he still looked like he was going to carry her on his back until she wakes up.

Pansy sighed and said, "Blaise, it was a mistake for me to ask her to come to Hogsmeade this morning!"

Draco also sighed helplessly: "Pansy, next time you go out to play, don't let her stay up late. I agree with your idea of ​​knocking her out."

Theodore got off the carriage and turned to Mo Changqing and said, "Maybe I can take her to the private room of the Three Broomsticks to sleep first. You can go there after you have had enough shopping. There will be a concert in the afternoon anyway."

Mo Zhangqing smiled and before he could say anything to refuse, Draco said anxiously: "No! I don't agree! Uh... I mean I can go there with her."

"Bang!!!" A loud noise similar to an explosion interrupted what the three were about to say.

Wuyou also sat up in shock from his dying illness, and shouted in Chinese in fear: "What happened? What happened?! Which senior brother or sister from Lingxiao Peak has exploded again?!"

Mo Changqing sneered and responded, "Only your clever childhood friend like me has an alchemy furnace in Lingxiao Peak, and it never explodes without you around."

Pansy coughed twice and said, "Speak English."

Wuyou took off his jacket and returned it to Mo Zhangqing, then smiled at Pansy and said, "Okay, okay, I get it."

After saying that, she looked around, trying to find out what the explosion was.

Mo Zhangqing held her shoulders and turned her to the other side and said, "It's Seamus from Gryffindor."

Not far away, Ximo didn't know what had exploded, and Luo Yunchi was hiding on the eaves of a small bungalow with a defensive look on his face.

Wuyou laughed, patted the wrinkles on his clothes, jumped off the carriage and ran to Ximo.

"Hey! The Explosive Genius..." As she spoke, her eyes swept towards the people on the roof with a smile, "And... Spider-Man? Hahaha!"

Luo Yunchi jumped off the eaves, walked to Wuyou and whispered, "Night Owl, are you awake?"

After saying that, he put his elbow on her shoulder and waved to the people here: "Hi! Hello! Do you want to go to the joke shop? I heard they have a new thing, it's quite interesting!"

Wuyou yawned and shook his head: "I won't go. I'll go to the private room of the Three Broomsticks Bar to wait for you and catch up on some sleep."

Mo Changqing also shook his head and said, "You guys go, I won't go."

After the others shook their heads, Luo Yunchi nodded casually and left with Ximo.

After they left, Pansy pouted and said to Wuyou, "Do you really want to catch up on some sleep? But the clothing store and the candy store have released limited edition new products, so you're not going?"

Wuyou thought for a moment and pointed at Bryce and said, "Bryce is going, you two can go together!"

Pansy looked at Blaise in disbelief: "Will you go?"

Brace didn't refuse. He raised the back half of his right eyebrow and smiled, "I can go with you."

There seemed to be a flash of ambiguous emotion in those smiling peach blossom eyes. Pansy was stunned for a moment but still suppressed the guess in her heart.

Bryce and she were childhood sweethearts. When they first met, her heart was moved by his eyes, but his frivolous and gentlemanly appearance made her realize that Bryce was a playboy.

—————Zabini Manor in 1986.

Mrs. Zabini's second husband died, and many pure-blood families were invited to mourn. It was also here that Pansy met Blaise for the first time.

There is a glass sunroom in the back garden of Zabini Manor, and it was from there that the beautiful piano sound seemed to come.

As a child, Pansy was very active, and her curiosity drove her to leave the banquet hall where the guests were.

She followed the sound and saw a boy playing the piano. She couldn't tell what the boy's mood was. He seemed sad but also seemed to not care.

The boy's profile was very handsome, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He was surrounded by a circle of fresh hollyhocks and primroses. The sunlight shone through the colored glass in the middle of the sunroom, giving him a false sense of joy.

Little Pansy stood at the door and looked at the sunroom with a puzzled frown, because after she glanced around the greenhouse, she found that there were only two kinds of flowers here.

My mother once said that by looking at a family's garden, one can often get a rough idea of ​​the owner's preferences, inner thoughts, and personality.

Especially the sunroom for growing flowers, because the greenhouse is a relatively private place, and the flowers inside are definitely planted according to the owner's preferences. But now she can't figure out the meaning of the greenhouse in Zabini's house?

Because there are only two kinds of flowers in the greenhouse, and they don’t seem to form any coherent message when put together. The flower language of hollyhock is "woman's ambition", and the flower language of primrose is "no other love except you".

Maybe Mrs. Zabini is just an exception and simply likes these two kinds of flowers? I don't understand, being a lady is so tiring. I don't want to learn the art of flower arrangement!

It's so troublesome. Isn't it enough to just look good and like it? Why do we have to consider whether its flower language is appropriate or noble?

Just as Pansy was staring at the flowers beside her in a daze, the sudden stop of the piano music brought her back to her senses immediately.

She subconsciously looked at the boy in front of the piano. The boy looked at her and asked, "Are you a guest attending my father's funeral? Why are you here?"

Out of politeness and guilt, Pansy smiled and said to Blaise: "Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you. I was just attracted by your piano playing. It sounds great!"

Brace looked at the flower she had been staring at, hesitated slightly, and the next moment a gentle smile appeared on her face.

He picked some primroses, tied them into a bouquet with a ribbon and walked towards Pansy.

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss. I'm Blaise Zabini. I guess you seem to be more interested in these flowers, so this bouquet is for you."

Pansy stared at the boy's gentle peach blossom eyes for a moment, then responded, "Thank you, I'm Pansy Parkinson."

Pansy looked at the bouquet in her hand and thought it was a romantic acquaintance, but she didn't expect to regain her senses in the next second.

"I am honored that this bouquet of flowers can let me know your name. Then I will take you to the banquet hall, Miss Pansy."

Judging from the frivolous words and the skilled tone, it was obvious that he must have said this to others often, and it seemed that his purpose was just to get himself back to the banquet hall as soon as possible.

Six-year-old Pansy had her first crush, but the next second, the object of her crush poured a bucket of cold water on her.

Pansy broke away from the distant memories and said in her heart: His true heart may never be given to any girl, and she must not fall into these bottomless eyes.

After knowing him for so many years, I know very well that Blaise is a Slytherin who likes to stay out of things and control everything. He never seems to take the sincerity of girls seriously.

The unlucky girl can only look at his figure all her life, while the lucky girl may stand by his side for a short time like the previous Carlo.

But this is not the love I expect. What I want is a heart that is bold, unrestrained, passionate and sincere.

Just like Derian before, but unfortunately Derian is a coward, he doesn't have the courage to face the future with himself...

Blaise chuckled and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something different about me today? How could I keep you in a trance for so long?"

Pansy came to her senses and rolled her eyes at him: "Haven't you always been like this? How could it be different?"

Without waiting for Bryce to continue speaking, she looked at Wuyou and said, "See you later, Mavis." Then she walked towards the clothing store.

Blaise sighed and said, "Miss got angry again? Goodbye everyone."

After saying that, he caught up with Pansy in a few steps.

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