The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

"Host, you were impulsive just now."

"Maybe, but I don't regret my actions at all."

"Why did you choose to conflict with your teacher in class?"

"Because of his stupidity, of course."

"You suspect that the recent rise in pure-blood worship among students in the school is due to him, right?"

"I originally thought so, but not now." Sun Zhu sneered in his heart.

"Why? In my opinion, he is very suspicious. He seems even more fanatical than Lucius Malfoy."

"Xiao Tongzi, have you ever seen anyone who is capable of great things deal with others by complaining? We are just a few sophomores, but we managed to piss him off to the principal. Doesn't this prove that he is really incompetent? How can such a person incite students to become enemies? He is just a pawn at best."

"What you said makes sense, but he is now a professor at Hogwarts. Even if he is a chess piece, he is an extremely useful chess piece."

"Why on earth would Dumbledore choose such a fool as a professor? I can't tell who is more ridiculous, him or Lockhart."

"Zhu, what was the reason for your quarrel with that guy just now?" Fina suddenly stopped Sun Zhu who was concentrating on climbing the stairs, "This is not like your usual style."

"Ah, didn't you hear him? He called Hufflepuffs rude... lowly..." Sun Zhu sighed, "I'm sure that even if I don't argue with him, sooner or later other badgers will be unable to hold back."

"I understand, so..."

"Besides, has he always bullied you like this in the past?" Sun Zhu couldn't help but ask, "It must be tiring to live in the same family with such a stupid and stubborn person, right?"

"I don't feel anything anymore." Fina smiled and glanced behind her, "Are you really so angry because of me?"

"I don't deny it." Sun Zhu shook his head at her. "It's a pity that it had the opposite effect. Otherwise, you wouldn't have to go with me to see the principal."

"That's nothing. I don't want to see his face. But do you really think Headmaster Dumbledore will punish us?"

"Of course not, and he will treat us to candy."

"Ah?" Fina showed a rare hint of surprise on her face.

"Of course it's to treat us to candy. Otherwise, why would anyone be so eager to go with us to see the principal? Don't you think so, Mr. Diggory?" Sun Zhu turned his head seriously and looked at Cedric who was following them silently.

Cedric touched his nose guiltily: "I... ahem, Zhu, I just did the same thing as you."

"Well, I hope Professor Sprout won't blame me for leading her most well-behaved student astray." Sun Zhu turned his head and said nothing more. Fina gave Cedric a gloating expression, and Cedric secretly gestured to her.

"Ahem, this is my first time meeting the principal in private. Zhu, have you ever met him alone before?" Fina spoke stiffly, changing the subject.

"No, I've only seen the headmaster at various dinners, just like everyone else."

After all, she is not Harry. Dumbledore is usually very busy and does not have much time to pay attention to every student in Hogwarts unless she makes some big noise.

"Well, we're here at the principal's office. It seems like we need a pass to open the door?" Cedric said.

"The phoenix that led the way just now has disappeared. How are we going to get in?" Fina looked around, and the griffin statue guarding the gate did not move at all.

"There's a piece of paper on the ground." Cedric bent down, picked it up and read the words on it, "Today's password is: Blow bubble gum."

The door opened, and the three people looked at each other and walked in together.

Fox was combing his hair on the bookshelf. Sun Zhu saw him chirping softly and subconsciously moved closer.

"Albus made me eat snotty-flavored beans again. I won't deliver his mail again."

"It's so stupid."

Sun Zhu's eyes widened.

The first voice was Fox, which was not surprising, but the second one...

"Jianguo, do you understand what Fox said?" She glanced at Fina and Cedric. Fortunately, they were also looking around curiously and didn't notice her.

"Is there anything strange about this? This red-feathered bird has a name?" Grandpa Long replied lazily, "I just woke up and heard you arguing with someone. The people here are so boring, and the birds are the same."

"Zhu, look." Fina suddenly called her.

Sun Zhu blocked out the voice of Uncle Long and decided to ignore his complaints. Following Fina's voice, he saw that the fat-bellied teapot that had been quietly on the table had flown into the air, and the three cups were arranged in order. The mouth of the teapot tilted automatically, and the cups were all filled to eight-tenths.

"Principal Dumbledore is not here." Cedric's voice was somewhat puzzled. "How did he know that three people came?"

"The tea in the cup smells so good." Fina leaned in and sniffed it curiously: "What kind of tea is this?"

"It seems to be, osmanthus tea..." Sun Zhu looked at Cedric. If he remembered correctly, he said a few days ago that Aunt Fiona was studying osmanthus cooking.

"I passed all the recipes to the elf as my mother instructed. In addition, I also learned how to obtain some ingredients, but I don't know anything else." He also carefully picked up a cup and looked at the tiny osmanthus flowers floating in the tea.

"Would you like to try it, kids?" A smiling voice came from behind. Sun Zhu turned around immediately and saw Dumbledore in a lavender robe looking at them with a smile.

His long white beard was tied up with a light-colored ribbon, and fell softly on his chest. He also wore the common half-moon glasses on his collar pocket. Sun Zhu also noticed that Dumbledore's right sleeve was rolled up, and he looked casual and relaxed, not like the head of a school, but more like a grandfather chatting with a younger generation.

Cedric and Fina held their cups tightly and greeted him nervously. Dumbledore smiled and nodded, then turned his gaze to Sun Zhu and said, "Miss Sun, try my new tea. It is said to be a very popular scented tea in China. It is very fragrant and Fawkes likes it very much."

Sun Zhu met his gaze, picked up the last cup of tea on the table and took a sip.

"Cough..." Sun Zhu, who originally wanted to give a decent smile to the principal, was suddenly choked by the spicy taste in his mouth and tears came to his eyes. He bent over due to coughing.

She seemed to hear Fox chirping happily.

Cedric handed the cup in his hand to Fina and stepped forward to pat Sun Zhu on the back.

After a long pause, she straightened up awkwardly and looked at Dumbledore with tearful eyes: "Principal, I know I was wrong, so next time can you please not put pepper in osmanthus tea? It's too dark..."

"Oh, what did you do wrong?" Dumbledore shook his head. He used some kind of magic to replace the "Osmanthus Tea" in Sun Zhu's hand with a cup of honey water. "I should be the one to say sorry. It seems that the new tea I prepared is not to your liking. I am still not proficient in this Muggle skill."

Fina looked at the two cups of tea in her hands and was in a dilemma.

"Miss Bulstrode, don't worry so much. I put sugar cubes and lemon juice in the two cups in your hands respectively." Dumbledore said with a smile.

The corners of Sun Zhu's mouth twitched uncontrollably. Cedric turned his face slightly, his shoulders shaking slightly as he tried to hold back his laughter.

"I'll take note of your opinion. It seems that Chinese people don't add chili powder to this kind of tea, right?"

"The Chinese people did this a long time ago, but now... it should be gone. Perhaps you can try adding some honey or cheese, or of course you can add nothing at all." Sun Zhu was a little depressed. Dumbledore's serious look made her unable to guess.

If I remember correctly, they were called to the principal's office because they talked back to the teacher in class.

If the punishment is to drink this cup of strange-tasting osmanthus tea, then she will accept it.

"It's really interesting." He put his glasses on his nose, looked at Cedric and Fina who were staring at him blankly, waved his hand, and the three coasters on the table fell to the ground and deformed, turning into three cushioned seats in the blink of an eye.

"I think you wouldn't mind chatting with an old man like me." He gestured for them to sit down, and he slowly walked towards his desk which was piled with many books.

"Principal Dumbledore, we were in class just now..." Cedric tried hard to organize his words, wanting to be the first to admit his mistake.

"Oh, I know what happened. It's just some misunderstandings. You don't have to be nervous." Dumbledore laughed. "I asked you to come here so that Alexander can go back to class. Otherwise, he might sit here and drink up all my pepper tea."

Sun Zhu drank some honey water to calm down. Fina sighed and said, "I'm afraid he won't be willing to let us continue his class."

"Oh, don't worry, Miss Bulstrode. After today, you can still carry out your Defense Against the Dark Arts class as usual." Dumbledore looked at her gently: "And, I promise you, what happened today will not happen again."

"But Principal, I don't understand..." Sun Zhu hesitated, "Why should we let..."

"It is true that he is not tolerant enough towards some students." Dumbledore said apologetically, "I have hurt everyone's feelings. It is my inconsiderateness as the headmaster. However, he can teach you some knowledge and facilitate some things. He is the best choice at the moment."

Sun Zhu noticed that when Dumbledore said these words, his eyes were always on a certain spot on the table.

In fact, Dumbledore didn't need to explain so much to these ordinary students. Alexander was such an extreme person, and there were probably quite a few students who couldn't stand him.

Today is the second day of school. In the future there may be a second or third group of students coming to the principal's office for tea. Does Dumbledore have to explain everything to each of them?

As if he had seen through Sun Zhu's thoughts, Dumbledore repeated, "The same thing will not happen again in the future. After all, I don't have that much tea to entertain my students."

"Although I don't quite understand..." Cedric said, "But I trust your judgment."

"As long as he doesn't cause trouble again, there's nothing I can't accept." Fina nodded.

"Principal, I have another question for you." Sun Zhu looked at Dumbledore with burning eyes.

"Please say."

"Professor Bulstrode deducted 50 points from us. I want to say that this is completely unreasonable, right?"

Cedric and Fina nodded along.

"Miss Sun." Dumbledore shook his head. "As a hired teacher at Hogwarts, Professor Bulstrode has the power to deduct or add points to students. Generally speaking, he doesn't need many reasons. His own preference is enough."

Sun Zhu lowered his head. Dumbledore's answer was too direct.

Although she always felt that the bonus points given by the Hogwarts houses were a joke most of the time. Even though there were a few serious and rigorous teachers, there was generally only one principle for adding or deducting points: it depended on the teacher's mood.

"However," he continued, "I happen to be the appointed headmaster of Hogwarts, so..."

Three pairs of eyes looked at him at the same time, with eager anticipation. He nodded slowly and said, "Miss Sun corrected the wrong way to drink flower tea for the headmaster. Hufflepuff gets 50 points for her erudition."