The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

Snape glanced at the Hufflepuff in front of him, who was mumbling to herself with a wandering look in her eyes, and stared gloomily at the chopped fang geranium in her hand.

Beside her, Diggory quickly dropped thinly cut strips of geranium leaves into the cauldron and calmly tried to bring her back to her senses.

Unfortunately, he had already noticed all of this.

"Miss Sun, if you can let go of that poor geranium in your hand, I think your professor might be willing to..." He slowly said, "Deduct less..."

Sun Zhu looked up blankly, looking at Snape who looked unhappy in front of him, and asked in confusion: "Hey, Professor Snape, why are you here?"

Then she turned her head around and rubbed her eyes in confusion: "Wasn't I on the Quidditch field just now? How did I end up here?"

Snape pursed his lips and said a few words from between his teeth: "I think you are seriously ill."

"Sorry, professor. Because of the high intensity of training recently, we do often feel a little trance..." Cedric said hastily, "It's definitely not intentional to disrupt your class."

"Hufflepuff loses five points because of Miss Sun's recklessness." Snape turned around and walked away quickly with his hands behind his back, as if he didn't want to look at them any more.

Sun Zhu was completely distracted by the reminder of the deduction. She covered her face with sorrow and said, "Well, I'm really not in good shape. We're going to play against Ravenclaw this Saturday, and it feels bad."

"It's okay. Everyone is a little nervous recently. This is normal." Cedric looked at the geranium leaves that she had cut into sauce. "You are quite good at cutting things."

"I was just thinking about this. I tested my accuracy when throwing the Quaffle during training these days. The accuracy is highest when the distance between the basket and the ball is 2.1 to 4.8 meters (data source: Tongzi). This is related to the throwing angle, strength, and wind speed and direction of the day. This Saturday seems to be a windy day... When we usually train near the Black Lake, we have to endure a greater degree of cold and consume more physical strength to cope with the cold wind blowing from the lake from time to time."

Cedric nodded as he listened to her, still keeping an eye on the cauldron. As a Seeker, he didn't need the same abilities as a Chaser.

In addition to being careful about Bludgers and attacks from opposing players, Seekers need to have keen observation and superb flying skills to find and catch the Golden Snitch first, and avoid the opponent's Beaters' attacks.

The most important thing for a Chaser is to get the Quaffle into the basket. Some Chasers will ignore the attacks of Bludgers in order to get the ball into the basket. This requires training in flight stability and... the ability to withstand blows.

Sun Zhu thought she still needed to improve her ability to take a beating, so she worked hard to practice her ability to dodge. Although Tongzi sometimes couldn't help but remind her of the direction of the Bludger's attack, when it was flying at high speed, even if the eyes saw it, it was difficult for the body to react in time.

So I got hit a few times these days, mostly on my back, and my knees were hit by a broom a few times. Fortunately, Tongzi provides painkillers with no side effects, which are very effective and reasonably priced.

So she was not afraid of pain anymore, at least during Hufflepuff match week, she had to temporarily forget this natural fear of pain.

Tongzi's principle is to follow her orders in most cases. But if it judges that Sun Zhu is seriously injured or even in danger of life, it will definitely give a warning.

So when it saw those Bludgers flying towards her head, it shouted, "Host, lower your body and fly, there are hidden weapons behind you!"

So the Bludger that would have hit her head hit her back with a bang.

Sun Zhu felt bitter, but she couldn't say anything. She had repeatedly stressed that she would not let Tongzi help her cheat in the competition. Tongzi would do nothing except prevent her from being sent to see Merlin during the competition.

Although it does sometimes nag:

"Oh, what a pity. Cedric was less than three meters away from the Golden Snitch! However, it is indeed not easy for ordinary humans to notice the blind spot at that time."

"Host, if you had moved half a meter further, you would have been able to successfully throw the ball in! Well, you've already done a great job!"

"Belloq Field should have flown slower. His prediction was correct, but the wind from the opposite direction slowed down the Quaffle, causing him to try to intercept the ball before it reached the basket. He was just 0.21 meters away. Tsk tsk."

"James Wright's strength is pretty good, but unfortunately he's a little nervous. Maybe he's too soft-hearted? He doesn't dare to hit the opponent's arm with the ball, but even if he hits it, it won't have much impact."

Sun Zhu said: "I can see that you like Quidditch very much, Tongzi."

The system said: "I just like analyzing data, and my occupational disease has come on. I'm very sorry if I disturbed you, host."

"Nothing, just go on. But please stop sighing. When I'm playing, even if you can't help but nag, you have to use a 'Hufflepuff' tone."

"I understand, host."

Sometimes, Uncle Long would run onto her broom and coil around it while she was flying.

Sun Zhu's light wheel was already coated with the latest color-changing invisible paint, which reflected brightly when flying in the sun. In this way, even if Uncle Long shrunk himself into a tiny size and didn't want to be invisible, he wouldn't be discovered by those who were concentrating on the game.

But Uncle Long was not as patient as Tongzi. He would often get bored after watching for a while. When he was in a bad mood, he would throw the flying balls at other people.

But not only the Bludgers that flew over to attack her would be hit away by Grandpa Long, sometimes the Quaffles that she had finally caught would also be hit away by Grandpa Long...

Uncle Long, unlike the easy-going Tongzi, felt that it was a great honor for the balls to take care of them. So he didn't care at all about Sun Zhu and him glaring at each other, and continued to happily participate in Quidditch.

He was intrigued by the Golden Snitch, which was the same color as his own; it was the only ball he couldn't hit.

Sun Zhu once saw him flying after the Golden Snitch and even tried to "talk" to it - Uncle Long insisted that the winged Golden Snitch that could fly by itself was a "ball spirit".

Sun Zhu could only shout at him in Chinese: "Hide, hide!"

After that, Sun Zhu begged him for a long time before he reluctantly agreed that he would be invisible next time.

Unfortunately, Uncle Long's invisibility was ineffective against Sun Zhu, so whenever he came out to chase the ball, she was forced to watch Uncle Long like a big light bulb, marking the position of the Golden Snitch in real time on the court.

Fortunately, Uncle Long didn't do this kind of thing very often, so Sun Zhu didn't try to stop him.

After all, it was really unfair for Long to stay here, and she was unwilling to stop him from doing something he was happy to do.

"The potion seems to be ready." Cedric gently stirred the sticky soup in the crucible. "The color looks almost done... Zhu, your hit rate is actually very high. Moreover, in normal training, we have more experience in dealing with bad weather than Ravenclaw. Even if Saturday is your first official match, I believe it will be a good start."

"Yeah, not nervous, not nervous... I mean not nervous!" She put away the weights on the table and patted her chest gently.

Snape's cold gaze turned over again at this time. Sun Zhu immediately sat up straight and gave him an innocent smile.

He turned his head calmly and knocked on the table of a Gryffindor boy.

Sun Zhu always felt that he was missing something in his hand at the moment, such as a piece of chalk that could be used to hit people.

Cedric thought thoughtfully: "Sure enough, we will be much safer if we take Potions class with Gryffindor."

"To be honest, I felt a little uneasy when I looked into his eyes just now." Sun Zhu held up his face and watched Cedric carefully pouring the prepared potion into the potion bottle.

She pointed to her eyes and said, "Sometimes, I really want to dye this thing green."

Cedric stared at her blankly, seemingly unable to react: "Green? Will Professor Snape be more tolerant because of this? Because green is the representative color of Slytherin?"

Sun Zhu suppressed his laughter and shook his head: "That's not what I meant... Forget it, it might even have the opposite effect."

Cedric continued to blink in confusion.

"Well, just pretend you didn't hear anything just now, understand?"

"not understand."

"Hey? You..."

"Didn't we just say that it would be safe to do potion experiments with Gryffindors?"

"...Yeah, it's a pity that I still caused Hufflepuff to be deducted five points today."

"That's okay." Cedric smiled and said, "Then let's win this year's Quidditch Cup and add all the points back together."