HP Hogwarts Chinese exchange students

Time flies and more than half a year has passed without me noticing. When I first came here, it was the season when peach blossoms were in full bloom, and now the first snow of winter has arrived.

This long-lasting carefree life is truly carefree. I write letters with friends every day, practice sword-fighting casually, and enjoy the scenery in the yard. It feels like I'm just eating and waiting to die.

Perhaps due to the absence of her second brother's surprise battles, the days had become too peaceful and she was confused as to what year it was.

It was another day of staying up late reading novels until the early morning. She lay on the bed looking at the lush green gauze curtains, not wanting to sleep at all.

Why not take advantage of the fact that my eldest brother is not at home these two days and go see how the savior with red lips and white teeth is doing now? If nothing unexpected happens, he should be under the stairs of the Dursleys' house.

Thinking of this, Wuyou sighed and got up from the bed.

Taking advantage of the night, she flew on her sword to a secluded place not far from Privet Drive. It was still early, and Harry should still be making breakfast at his uncle's house, so she did not go directly to him. Instead, she went to a nearby store to have breakfast, and then went shopping in a small supermarket.

Around eleven o'clock, she saw Harry sitting alone on the swing in the community garden of Privet Drive.

He was really just like what Hagrid said when he first met him in the book, long-term malnutrition made him look a year or two younger than his actual age.

The old and loose clothes were not thick enough, so he wore several pieces, and although he was still young, he already wore glasses.

Wuyou sat down on another swing next to him.

Harry didn't react and continued to stare at the ground.

Wuyou took out the blue transparent dolphin bubble gun she bought from the supermarket from her bag and started filling it with bubble water. She was obsessed with all bubble-blowing toys.

Press the trigger and countless bubbles blow out of the dolphin's mouth, sparkling in the sunlight.

She smiled as she looked at the bubbles flying all over the sky, and the bubble gun kept blowing out bubbles.

These days, Uncle Vernon's dear sister came and targeted Harry in every way, making Harry's already difficult life even more difficult.

After breakfast today, Harry came out after washing the dishes because he couldn't stand it anymore. He would rather freeze here than listen to them ostracizing him and insulting their parents over and over again.

He was originally in a sad daze, but was attracted by the bubbles that kept appearing in his sight. When he looked up, he saw the sky full of sparkling bubbles.

Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw a girl playing with a bubble gun. She had a rare oriental face, with delicate eyebrows, fair skin and pink lips.

She was wearing a lotus pink short dress, a white scarf, a white windbreaker that just reached above her knees, and a pair of clean white boots.

You can tell at first glance that he is a rich kid who was spoiled by his family.

She looked at the bubbles in the sky with a smile as beautiful as a flower, and Harry felt that her smile gave people a very warm feeling.

Suddenly the girl turned around, looked him in the eye and smiled at him: "Hello? Do you want to give it a try?"

Harry looked at the bubble gun toy she handed him. It was something he didn't have, only Dudley had it. He only had the small dark room in the stairwell and housework.

In his world, no one had ever smiled at him so sincerely and tenderly. He paused for a moment and asked softly, "Can I?"

The girl smiled and put the bubble gun in his hand: "Of course, give it a try!"

For the first time in a long time, Harry had something that made him truly happy.

He carefully raised the bubble gun, pressed the trigger, and countless bubbles gushed out, surrounding them.

Wuyou stood up and spun around in the bubble: "It's so beautiful!"

Harry nodded and smiled as well: "Yeah, it looks good."

They played for the whole afternoon and built two snowmen. Although Wuyou's snowman was a little ugly, the two of them never stopped laughing. It was not until they were about to go home to cook dinner that Harry remembered to ask her why she was here.

Harry: "Mavis, are you new here? I don't think I've seen you before."

Wuyou laughed: "No, I don't live nearby. I just came to the UK not long ago. I came here today because I took the wrong bus. I wanted to ask for directions in the park and then take the bus. Who knew I had so much fun playing with you that I forgot about the important things!"

Harry listened to her words, his eyes gradually becoming dim. He had been looking forward to playing together again, but now it seemed impossible.

And if you think about it carefully, you can tell from their clothes that they are not on the same level, and they may never meet again.

But he was more worried about how she would get back, so he told her in detail the nearest bus route to the station.

Wuyou smiled and opened his arms: "Thank you, maybe we can have a hug of adventure and friendship?"

Harry was stunned for a moment and moved closer to her, wanting to hug her, but was afraid of dirtying her clothes.

Hug? That hasn't happened in his world yet.

Wuyou hugged him gently and patted his back. Harry's chin rested on her shoulder. The hug was warm and fragrant.

Wuyou let him go, looked into his eyes and smiled, then stuffed the bubble gun and the remaining bubble liquid into his hands: "This is a gift for you, my Qiyu friend!"

Harry opened his mouth and widened his eyes: "Thank you."

Wuyou smiled and waved: "You're welcome, goodbye."

Harry smiled and waved, "Goodbye."

After a while, her figure disappeared around the corner in the distance.

Harry sighed and went home. He was worried about what to do with his bubble guns. He hid them in his baggy clothes but was still afraid of being discovered.

He nervously pushed the door open, only to see the four of them watching TV in the living room, talking and laughing loudly.

Not paying him any attention, he sighed in relief and returned to his room under the stairs, hiding the bubble gun under his pillow.

After a while, Aunt Petunia's voice came: "Harry! Come out and help with cooking! It's almost dinner time!"

Harry was in a good mood, so he patted his clothes and went out.

Even though they started to criticize him again, he was still happy in his heart because he met her.