The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

"What are we having for dinner tonight?"

Sun Zhu opened the blank notebook, pondered for a long time, and finally wrote the first sentence on the paper.

The writing did not disappear, and there was no response.

"Sure enough, this one is a fake. Is it the one I saw on Dumbledore's desk?"

She swept her chin with a feather pen and thought, "How could a real Horcrux just fall from the sky like that? Besides, Dumbledore and the others already knew the importance of the diary, so they would never allow it to circulate in Hogwarts. So, it was Peeves who stole the diary and threw it everywhere when Dumbledore wasn't paying attention? Will this alert the enemy and affect their plan?"

"Is it possible that your question is too stupid and the devil doesn't want to answer you at all?" At this time, Grandpa Long had come out of the bead and turned into a small one, lying on her desk. He glanced at the words on the diary with his soybean-sized eyes and said disdainfully, "Can you ask some nutritious questions?"

"Can you understand what I wrote?" Sun Zhu poked the little old man Long with his pen, "But I can't be too obvious. What would a normal person write on a notebook? Of course, it would record some daily life."

"Is eating your daily routine?" Uncle Long dodged Sun Zhu's pen.

"What else? Food is the most important thing for people."

"Heh." Long Fei looked at the diary and said, "There's something strange about this."

"What's weird? Do you feel any evil power?" Sun Zhu took a closer look. "I can't see anything. Well, if this is really the Horcrux..."

"No, it feels different from the crown." Uncle Long coiled himself up into a circle, "But don't you smell a scent?"

"I don't know. I have a cold and can't smell anything." Sun Zhu supported his chin and sighed.

"Host, the real diary has not left Malfoy Manor yet. As for why this fake appeared here... maybe Dumbledore has other plans."

"Should I return it?" She waved her wand and erased the words. "What if Peeves really stole it..."

The signature of Tom Marvolo Riddle on the title page was very eye-catching. She believed that as long as she gave it to any professor in the school, it would be enough to attract their attention.

"You can adapt to the situation." The system said: "Also, according to my analysis, this notebook was once thrown into the kitchen sewer, but it is intact now. It may be that some kind of protective magic has been cast on it."

"... Where did you mean? The sewer?" Sun Zhu got angry instantly, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

"It doesn't matter, you can't smell it anyway."

"..."

After Sun Zhu read the words "clean up" on the notebook many times, he took a piece of parchment to wrap it up, and then stuffed it into the pocket of his robe with confidence.

She still had to attend Quidditch training on the weekend, so she decided to ignore this strange imitation for the time being and hand it over to Professor McGonagall when it was time for Transfiguration.

Uncle Long jumped up and down, shouting that he wanted to burn the notebook, but she stopped him.

He returned to the beads unhappily and continued to watch Harry's daily routine of killing time.

"Worry, too much worry. There are so many things to worry about before Harry even starts school... the diary, Quidditch, and the pressure." She stretched and walked slowly to the common room.

"If you ask me, you should practice sword-riding. Don't you think you're stupid flying on that weird wooden stick?"

"Sword-controlling technique? Where's the sword? Can you teach me how to control it?" Sun Zhu sighed. There were indeed flying instruments and secret manuals in the system store, but they were too expensive. What's more, she didn't have the true energy to practice controlling the instruments.

It is a waste of natural resources that can be seen but not touched.

"Host, you should have gotten used to this by now." The system sensed her resentment, "At least the elixir and talisman can still be used."

"Yeah, people shouldn't be too greedy." She pushed open the door of the lounge and saw her friends gathered together playing Gobstones.

"Zhu, if you're feeling uncomfortable, why don't you lie down for a while?" Fina quickly noticed her arrival.

Sun Zhu waved his hand and said, "I feel much better now. By the way, why are you alone? Where are Karina and the others?"

"Going to Quidditch training again. They said you need to rest this week, so they didn't call you." Tonks crossed her legs and held a book in her hand. "I don't know where Cecilia gets so much energy. She's a prefect and a seeker, and she got 10 Os and an E in OWLs... She also said she wants to apply for a job at the Ministry of Magic after graduation."

"Senior Cecilia is really amazing, a role model for us!" Sun Zhu sat down next to Tonks, "Senior, what are you looking at?"

"The content of the NEWTs exam..." She sighed, "I don't have as high ambitions as Cecilia, but I plan to apply for an Auror position, so I must at least get the NEWTs certificates for Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Sun Zhu noticed that she had quite a few books on hand, all related to the subject.

But, can you really read a book in the Badger Court lounge?

"Can I see it?"

"Look at whatever you want." Tonks waved her hand nonchalantly.

"Can you understand it?" Fina fiddled with the wizard chess. "I feel dizzy when I see those."

"You are only in your second year. It's normal that you don't understand. It's amazing that you can understand." Tonks yawned. "This year is my last year at Hogwarts. Time flies."

Sun Zhu picked up a Muggle Studies textbook, flipped through it, and read on with great interest.

"It actually teaches how to imitate Muggles in matching clothes... but it seems like their taste isn't much better than my dad's."

"Hmph... I don't know which old fogey wrote it, but at least it's much more interesting than the ancient runes textbook." Tonks agreed.

Sun Zhu nodded and looked at other textbooks. Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by something.

"Senior...you, where did you get this notebook?" She pulled a notebook out of Tonks's book in shock. "There's nothing written in it, and..."

"I don't know. I was reading in the library this morning, and when I came back I found an extra notebook. It might have been lost by a classmate." She shook her head, "But there's nothing written in it, so I don't think it's important."

"It says here that the owner's name is Tom Marvolo Riddle..." Sun Zhu felt a little scalp-tingling, because the book in her hand was exactly the same as the one she had just put in her pocket, and there was no difference visible to the naked eye.

"Yes, but I don't know him... Wait, that sounds familiar, where have I heard of him before?" Tonks seemed to be trying to recall something, "Maybe the professor mentioned him in class? Or..."

"Hehe, it's just a very common name. It's normal to feel familiar with it." Sun Zhu said: "There are so many people named Tom, and I happen to know one of them. Maybe it's his..."

"Oh, you know him? That's great. Can you help me pay him back? I really don't have time to look for him right now." Tonks pointed to the book at hand. "If you don't pay attention in class, it will be more troublesome when the exam comes."

"Haha, of course, I'll take this notebook." Sun Zhu exhaled lightly and looked at Fina, "It's getting late, do you want to go have dinner together?"

"Sure." Fina glanced at Tonks, "Do you want me to bring you food?"

"Yes, thank you, dear Fina." Tonks winked at her. "You know what I like to eat, right?"

Fina smiled and shrugged, then pulled Sun Zhu, who was still daydreaming, out of the lounge.

"Host, things are getting complicated."

"Interesting, it's getting more and more interesting." Uncle Long sounded very excited, and the beads on his wrist began to flash again.

"Zhu, what are you thinking about?" Fina waved her hand in front of her eyes.

"Nothing, I was just wondering, what to eat tonight?"

"Eat whatever you want. Don't forget, Hufflepuffs have ordering privileges."

"That's right." Sun Zhu hugged Fina's arm, "Now that things have come to this, let's eat first."