There was still an hour before curfew, and you could hear a pin drop in the Badger Court dormitory.

The fireplace was burning quietly. A few books were scattered on the small wooden bookshelf painted in yellow and black. Most of them were second-year textbooks at Hogwarts.

Occasionally, she would see a few large books, all of which were borrowed from the library by Sun Zhu, and were books related to the laws and history of the magic world. When she had nothing to do, she would use the props she got from Tongzi to read at a glance.

However, she hasn't done this activity for a long time because she was busy with Quidditch training and competitions this semester and couldn't spare any extra time to read these obscure and boring books.

The Niffler and Bowtruckle bookmarks Newt gave were hanging on the spines of two of the books respectively. Sun Zhu was not surprised by this and only fixed his eyes on a certain dragon lying there installing the bookmarks.

"How long are you going to stay like this? Are you feeling guilty?" Sun Zhu casually took out Tang Laoliu from the bottom shelf of the bookshelf, opened it, and wrote "1" on it with a feather pen.

The answer appeared again in the diary: "This is the seventh time you have written this number. What kind of magical ritual is this?"

Sun Zhu glanced at the handwriting that looked sloppy and untidy, and realized that Tang Laoliu had been driven crazy by her these days.

A diary that has Tom Riddle's personality and some vague childhood memories, but does not have Voldemort's power and cunning, is nothing to be afraid of.

She closed the journal again and put it back on the shelf.

In fact, there is no intention behind this "1". She just wants to rekindle the spark with him, but she is too busy every day to know what to say, so she can only rely on this method to insist on "continuous check-in".

This was the task given to her by Xiao Tongzi. Although she didn't understand it, she still insisted on punching in for more than a month, but her attitude had become more and more perfunctory.

Please, she really has no desire to pry into the past of the big villain who hurt so many people. She has a lot of things to do.

such as……

Sun Zhu stood up again and rummaged through her bookshelf, finding a bunch of colorful things.

"A signed poster of the members of the Takshiel Tornado Team for Qiu, a special cleaning agent for Luna, a soft cat pillow for Karina, a recording music box for Fina, a Muggle notebook for Senior Sister Cecilia, and a simple Chinese recipe book for senior sister Anna (English translation)..."

"Hello, I say..." A voice suddenly came from somewhere on the bookshelf.

"There are also Senior Tonks, Daisy and the other three, Ginny, Aunt Molly, Aunt Fiona... let me think about it. Oh, giving Christmas presents is really a brain-consuming process. Why don't the men just give any gifts..."

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

Sun Zhu didn't even raise his head, and continued to concentrate on organizing the gifts in his hands, carefully wrapping them with different wrapping papers.

Uncle Long jumped from the bookshelf to the cookbook beside her, staring at her with his yellow eyes and angrily said, "How dare you, little human, ignore me!"

Sun Zhu grabbed him, stuffed him into an exquisite box, and wrapped it in yellow wrapping paper, saying, "Hey? Got it, I'll give you to Newt!"

"Bold!!"

"Host, you... please calm down."

Sun Zhu folded his arms and leaned back in his chair, looking sideways at Uncle Long.

Uncle Long, who had been holding his head high, suddenly turned his gaze and flew up high again: "I forgive your rudeness."

"I said you are just feeling guilty, right?"

"Why should I feel guilty?" Long was very dissatisfied. "Everything went smoothly today, all thanks to me!"

"Thanks to you for running around the field chasing the Golden Snitch like a Tom Cat catching Jerry Mouse, you almost blinded my eyes. I asked you to stay with Ced just in case, but you ended up with the Snitch in his hands and you took it away again!"

"I was testing him. Besides, he didn't encounter any problems. If anything happens, I will take action." Long said nonchalantly, "You are the only one who can see me, and you can't catch the ball spirit. I didn't break any rules."

"Ah." Sun Zhu suddenly sighed, "It's really not your fault. It's my fault."

The leader, who had seemed to be so righteous, suddenly felt a little guilty.

"I shouldn't have asked you to take care of anyone during the game. You really have no reason to listen to me." Sun Zhu continued to wrap the gift box at hand. "It is really a luxury to ask Jianguo to always guarantee reliability."

"...It didn't cause any serious consequences." Long whispered, "Except for making that guy fly a few more laps, he still got caught in the end. Humph, he's just too weak, otherwise I wouldn't want to train him."

"Ah, yes, yes, anyway, I won't let you do this kind of thing again next time." She continued to tick off the list of gifts, and put a "?" after his name every time she prepared one.

The custom-made suit for her dad would take another two days to be ready, so she also ordered one for Yuanbao, and of course all the money she spent was the pocket money her dad gave her.

She didn't have to worry about food and accommodation at Hogwarts, and her annual expenses were just on these gifts.

"Did I do something wrong? I saw that you valued that kid very much, so I gave him some extra attention! Have you ever been reasonable with other mortals?" There was obvious dissatisfaction in Uncle Long's voice. Sun Zhu couldn't help but look at him again and found that his eyes were full of "ungratefulness".

"You know, because of your extra favor, Hufflepuff lost at least a 30-point lead. It's better for us to win quickly against Slytherin. After all, the longer it drags on, the more energy we'll have to consume. They're too tough to deal with." Sun Zhu sighed. "Originally, when Ced approached the Snitch for the first time, we were leading by 50 points. If we could have successfully finished it then, we would have had a 200-point advantage. But you actually ran away with the ball, and you ran away three times! Don't ask me how I saw it. You were so conspicuous, it was hard not to see you."

"If I don't run, he may not be able to catch me."

"Even if you can't catch it, you can't tease him like this every time, right? We're in a competition!" Sun Zhu was a little speechless, "The golden snitch is driven by its own magic and flies randomly, but you came to add one." feet, making it fly more chaotically."

Poor Seid, after the game, was still confused and said to her: "I don't know if it's an illusion, the Golden Snitch seems to be hiding from me."

Uncle Long curled himself up into a circle, looking weak, pitiful and helpless.

"As for the consequences...if Professor Flitwick hadn't noticed the other additional magical fluctuations, the result of our match would have been cancelled! What does that mean? It means we have to play another match with Slytherin! But after this match, Captain Field and Senior Anna were both injured."

"But if you give the order, I have to go back obediently, but you didn't let me go back."

"I promised you before that I would never treat you as a pet to be tamed. So, I won't give you any orders, and I will only ask you for help if I have something to do. You can refuse. But this time I was inconsiderate and didn't realize that you are still not adapted to everything around you."

"It's not that serious." Long suddenly said loudly, "At worst, I won't do it next time. It's not like I can't do it. Humph, a competition, huh? You humans really know how to find things to do. But I think that kid just lacks exercise."

"...Why are you two targeting Seide?" Sun Zhu looked at the time. There was only half an hour left before curfew. Fina and Kalina would probably be back from the lounge soon.

Today we beat Slytherin by 170 points, a big victory. Christmas is approaching, so we asked the elves to throw a celebration party. Sun Zhu said that the competition was too tiring, so he came back early to deal with the gifts, but ended up arguing with Uncle Long for a long time.

"I don't care what others think. I just think this kid has talent and shouldn't waste it. Since he has superior abilities, he should shoulder greater responsibilities and practice hard!" Uncle Long's dragon beard fluttered, looking a little excited. "Didn't you say there are still some big demons that haven't been eliminated? I think, instead of relying on that chosen son whose hair hasn't grown fully, it's better to rely on others who look more reliable."

Sun Zhu was stunned: "You mean, Sai De is very talented?"

"It's about the same as you. I can see that you have good luck."

"Can you see anything else? Like... Yang Shou or something?"

"This is a secret, I can see it, can I just say it casually?" Long rolled his eyes, "Besides, my cultivation has been greatly reduced now, how can I have such a great ability. Anyway, I look pretty good in the past few years."

"Oh... But I still hope that he can live an ordinary and peaceful life. Although given his personality, he will definitely not ignore the wizarding world if it is in trouble, but I..."

"It's worthless!"

"Hey, do you know what his original ending was? Fighting against the Great Devil? He was the first person killed by the returning Great Devil!"

Long Ye was stunned: "This shouldn't be the case..."

"So, rather than being a hero, I hope he will live his life well. Do you understand?"

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