HP Hogwarts Chinese exchange students

Early the next morning, the Malfoy family's owl flew to Nott's Manor. It pecked the glass window with its beak. Wuyou put down the comb in his hand, walked to the window and took Draco's letter.

It can be seen that Draco replied almost immediately after receiving her letter, even the wax seal was a little crooked.

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Dear Mavis

Theodore's birthday has passed, when will you come to play with me? I don't want to see the word of rejection this time, and I have asked Dobby to turn the empty room next to my room into a new guest room for you.

And by the way, what does Theodore think of the birthday present I gave him? I picked it carefully! "

Draco

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It would be fine if we didn't mention this, but Wuyou would die of laughter when he heard about it. As expected of Malfoy, the bookmark he gave was made of gold. This bookmark made Theodore's eyes flash every time he opened the book, and the style was really incompatible with him. His speechlessness was written on his face.

Looking at Draco's letter, Wuyou seemed to see the arrogant platinum dragon, so Wuyou decided to tease this cute guy. She quickly picked up a pen and wrote him a letter back.

The letter was full of praise for the gift he chose, and also said how much Theo liked the gift. Finally, he told him that today was Christmas and he would go home at noon, and promised to visit Malfoy Manor with gifts early the next morning. After writing, Wuyou sent the letter to Draco.

After a while, Theodore knocked on the door, "Mavis?"

Wuyou responded to the door: "Please come in."

Theodore gently opened the door to the room and said, "Mavis, we can go to breakfast."

Wuyou nodded and followed him to the restaurant to enjoy breakfast with a smile. In fact, Lotte's cooking skills were quite good. Although it was still not as delicious as Chinese food, at least it tasted good and was not the kind of meal that made people stretch their legs and stare.

After breakfast, Wuyou was about to leave, but Theodore invited her to visit the study, the study of Nott Manor. Thinking of how Theodore read books every day, Wuyou also became interested. She wanted to see if there were so many books in Nott Manor that they could be piled up into a "golden house".

Sure enough, when Wuyou entered the study, she even wondered if her jaw had dropped to the ground. Why were the books like dominoes? ! Is this a library? ! How can this be a study at home? ? !

Seeing Wuyou's surprise, Theodore smiled and took her to a bookshelf: "These are my favorite books, and I think they are the most useful books. You can take a look and see if there is anything you are interested in. I can lend it to you."

Wuyou looked at all these various books, magic, potions, spells, all about learning, and tilted her head. Wait! Why is there advanced mathematics?! The word mathematics made her eyebrows jump. She didn't expect that there would be chemistry behind it?!

Theodore looked at her surprised expression and explained, "Although pure-blood families hate Muggles, some of their books still contain a lot of information. For example, physical chemistry combined with magic is our alchemy. Their books describe chemistry and physics in great detail."

Wuyou really didn't expect that he was actually interested in alchemy. It seemed that what he did by himself to make the semi-finished time converter was true, and he really wanted to travel through time and space to find his mother.

Wuyou nodded dully and said, "I know nothing about this. Physics, chemistry, and mathematics, I am most afraid of these. They are too difficult, with many formulas and complicated algorithms. I hate them the most. I would not be able to learn them even if I am given three lifetimes."

Theodore looked at the books and said, "These books are indeed very theoretical. Perhaps you can pick out the ones you like? I'll get you some snacks."

Wuyou became happy when he heard about snacks. He immediately smiled and nodded and said, "Yeah! Compared to these, I think the spell book is more attractive to me!"

Theodore pointed to the bookshelf in the distance and said, "I haven't read many of the books over there, but I remember there are a lot of spell books over there. You can go and pick some."

Wuyou nodded and ran over. Theodore also turned around and walked to a nearby place to summon the house-elf, asking it to bring the snacks to the coffee table in the study.

Wuyou was carefully selecting spell books, but he found a book that didn't fit in. Its cover looked very casual, with just a few random patterns on it.

Wuyou took it out and flipped through two pages at random before he could no longer walk. This, this, this! These are all gossips about many famous people! What about Dumbledore and Grindelwald, what about Bella Black and Lestrange...

Is this all gossip? ?! Wuyou stood in front of the bookshelf and started reading. The book did mention that Dumbledore and Grindelwald were in love, but it didn't mention the blood alliance.

Perhaps most people would think that it was a fabricated history, but doesn't Wuyou, a CP leader, understand it? Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth were shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

So much so that she didn't even notice that Theodore, who was not far away, had turned around and faced her. Theodore looked at her smile and frowned slightly.

He had long noticed that Wuyou often showed some unique expressions, sometimes like great worry, sometimes like arrogance of being in control of everything, and sometimes with deep sorrow, and the things that triggered these emotions seemed to have nothing in common.

She seemed to be hiding a lot of unknown thoughts, but he couldn't figure out the reason, so he became curious about Wuyou's thoughts. Later, when he got along with Wuyou in school, these emotions of hers appeared more and more, which made him want to understand her inner world more and more. He wanted to know what she knew.

Wuyou read the story in the book and couldn't help but sigh softly: "A perfect match turned out to be a fate without destiny."

She thought it was just something she said casually, but she didn't expect Theodore to notice it and even ask her what a perfect match meant.

Wuyou originally wanted to explain, but was afraid that Theodore would not be able to accept the contents of the book, and he was still a child, so he couldn't be left with any psychological trauma.

So Wuyou said something nonsense: "It means that two people have something in common and are destined to be together, haha."

As expected, Theodore came over, looked at the book in her hand and asked, "What is this book about? I haven't read it yet."

Wuyou pretended to put the book back in its place casually and said, "It's nothing special. It just introduces the deeds of some wizards, such as Dumbledore or Nicolas Flamel."

Theodore looked at the book and said, "Are you talking about their perfect match?"

Wuyou almost choked to death when he said this. Young man! Don't say that. If Grindelwald knew about this, he would probably say to us, do you think Dumbledore will mourn for you? !

Wuyou took out a book of spells from the bookshelf and said, "Ah, yes, they are both very successful people, so they are destined to be together." It was so difficult to say this that Wuyou wanted to punch his own mouth.

Theodore didn't bother about this. He took a book and took Wuyou to the sofa.

The two of them were reading a book on the sofa. Wuyou was attracted by the spells in the book. They had been immersed in the book for several hours. Wuyou wanted to try all the spells in the book, but he had to give up because he didn't have a magic wand yet.

"I like these spells so much. I really want to try them now." Wuyou said while looking at the book.

Theodore looked up and said with a smile, "You can buy a trial wand that a little wizard uses to practice magic in advance.

Wuyou nodded in sudden realization, flipping through the pages excitedly, his eyes sparkling with excitement, and said, "Theodore, you're right, I should buy a trial wand, I must try these spells!

"I have one in my room. I can give it to you to try." Theodore closed the book and stood up from the sofa.

"Wait, Theodore, although I also want to try, time flies so fast. I have to go back today..." After saying that, Wuyou closed the book reluctantly, but then she showed an expectant expression, looked at Theodore, and asked cautiously: "Can I come to play with you again next time? When there are no festivals?" There was a hint of desire in her eyes, as if she hoped to get his affirmative answer.

Theodore smiled and said, "Okay, I'm always at home." There seemed to be a hint of tenderness and kindness in his voice, no longer the cold formula of human-computer dialogue.

Wuyou stood up happily and said, "Thank you, Theodore. I will come to play with you next time. Of course, you are also welcome to come to my house. You can come anytime if you want."

Theodore smiled as he walked her to the fireplace in the living room, saying, "Okay, I'm always in the study. Just come to the study to find me next time."

Wuyou walked into the fireplace, nodded with a smile on her face, waved at him and replied, "Okay, Theodore, goodbye!" As the green flame in the fireplace disappeared, Wuyou returned home.

After coming out of the fireplace, Wuyou walked in the corridor of the front yard, thinking to himself that it was indeed like this. Even if it was a spell that could attack the enemy, as long as the user's purpose was different, it could also become a spell to help others.

Even when it comes to illusions used to control an enemy, the effect can feel warm and comforting.

Illusion is a very cruel method. It can touch the softest part of people's hearts. When the enemy falls into the illusion, the caster will rely on their love or fear to make up a dream for them. Warmth and happiness, pain or fear are all controlled by the caster.

Illusions that are not used for killing can be a very useful spiritual healing force that can bring people hope and courage. She deeply understands that magic itself is neither good nor evil. The key lies in the user's intention and motivation.

If magic is used to protect yourself, help others, or pursue justice, then it will play a positive role; if it is used to harm others or satisfy selfish desires, then it is evil.

Maybe the same could be said for black magic, or the Unforgivable Curses? She would find out what the answer was through her actions.