The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

"She?" There was a hint of surprise in the boy's green eyes. "How...how do you know that it was a woman?"

Sun Zhu remained calm on the outside, but several words of his native language, which he hadn't used for a long time, came out of his mind.

Great!

The pronunciations of male and female personal pronouns in English are different, unlike in Chinese, where the pronunciation is TA regardless of gender or even species.

She widened her eyes slightly and tilted her head towards him in confusion: "Did I guess wrong? That person is actually a man? Sorry, I subconsciously thought that the other person would be a woman."

Harry nodded dumbly: "It's a woman. I thought you knew... No, how could you know? This is the first time I met you."

He had only told two people about his encounter with the kind old lady. One was his godfather Sirius Black, and the other was...

Harry was slightly absent-minded as he recalled the old man in purple robes, a long beard and oddly shaped glasses.

In fact, it can't be said that he told the old man - Sirius said he could call him Headmaster Dumbledore. Headmaster Dumbledore came and went mysteriously, and only appeared suddenly on his way home from school one time.

Fortunately, by then he had successfully recognized the big black dog... and the godfather as his relatives, and the godfather had also told him that there was such a great and powerful old wizard who cared about him and helped him.

Otherwise, based on the fact that Headmaster Dumbledore's clothing was obviously different from that of ordinary people (referring to ordinary Muggles), Harry might have mistaken him for an... old lunatic.

Recalling the scene of that day, Harry shook his head. The other party only asked him three questions:

Are you happy now?

What else do you need help with?

Has that “kind wizard passing by” ever come to see you again?

Just like before, Harry answered the other person's question unconsciously. Maybe it was easier for the elderly to gain the trust of children, especially those with a gentle and friendly tone.

"Thank you. I'm fine now. No one bullies me anymore. At least, it's much better than before. I have my own room. Although it's not very big, I like it very much."

The old man nodded slightly, looking at the little boy in front of him excitedly showing the shoes on his feet: "As for the wizard grandmother you mentioned, I have never seen her again. But I believe this pair of shoes was given to me by her."

Dumbledore glanced at the shoes on Harry's feet. He naturally knew where they came from.

The wizard he sent to guard Privet Drive had told him that an owl had brought the gift to little Harry, but the owl disappeared after completing its mission, just as it suddenly appeared in front of everyone, coming and going without a trace, and even the wizard failed to capture it.

Dumbledore knew that this was because she didn't want to be exposed in front of everyone. As she wrote in the letter to him, she just wanted to "take care of other people's business".

But no matter what the reason is, since the other party took the lead in expressing goodwill and has enough ability to hide his whereabouts from the eyes of the wizards, he should give enough respect.

"There are some simple but very practical spells on it. This gift is very suitable for you, Harry." Dumbledore smiled and said, "In this case, you must also help her keep the secret and not reveal her news to others."

Harry nodded subconsciously, but found that the person in front of him was the girl who was looking at him curiously, not the kind old man.

It seems that I have been lost in thought again.

The girl looked to be about his age, with dark eyes unlike his.

It made her look quiet and... mysterious, and Harry didn't know how to describe the feeling. He just felt that she seemed very special, different from other Muggle girls he had met before.

Yes, of course, that's because she is a wizard.

What Harry didn't know was that the girl who looked quiet and mysterious in his eyes had a turbulent heart.

After receiving Sun Zhu's subconscious greetings in his native language, Tongzi immediately gave some advice: "Host, although you used your talent [Lies and Misleading Sounds] to successfully confuse Harry, this is still a hidden danger. If you want to ensure that you will not arouse Harry's suspicion in the future and reveal your identity in front of him, you can exchange a bottle of amnesia water from the store to make him forget what you just said."

"How do you know that I just tricked Harry instead of convincing him? It's just a gender issue, it's not that serious."

"Host, Harry is not an ordinary person after all, and you will have to deal with him many times in the future."

"But..." Sun Zhu hesitated, "It's still a bit too much to do this. And I firmly believe that when you encounter this kind of situation, the more you do, the more mistakes you make."

"You seem to still be worried about the side effects of the potions produced in the store." The system said: "If you have such concerns, you can also ask a dragon to come. Looking into its eyes can also achieve the same effect."

Sun Zhu continued to shake his head: "Actually, this is not the main reason."

It would not be cost-effective to ask Tongzi or Uncle Long to help eliminate the hidden danger of her letting the cat out of the bag in front of Harry.

She needed points to redeem it from the store, and she was reluctant to do so. She could only look at the amethyst necklace but not touch it.

As for Uncle Long, asking him to cast a spell would consume his mana. In this magical world with thin spiritual energy, the only two ways for Uncle Long to recover his strength were to lie down and recuperate, or to stay in the bead and slowly absorb the spiritual energy of the artifact for his own use.

Either way, it's slow, so there's no need to waste time on such a small thing.

And even if Harry found out that the old lady was her, he wouldn't be able to kill her.

But asking her to waste her limited remaining resources would be like cutting off her own flesh.

It hurts!

"Host, you..." After understanding her thoughts, Tongzi sighed: "After so many years, you are still so frugal."

"You just said you were from Huo..." Harry suddenly said, "From there..."

"Hogwarts, I'm a student there." Sun Zhu came back to his senses and said, "You will also be a student there in the future, little brother."

"Really? There must be a lot of people like me out there."

"Of course, they are all young wizards of the same age as you." Sun Zhu took a sip of water from the cup. "Professor Black has already told you this."

"Yes, but before this, I had never met other Hogwarts students. I originally thought that I would not be able to go to school in the future. However, there is such a good school willing to accept me."

Harry lowered his head, and Sun Zhu subconsciously looked into his eyes. She thought she would see a hint of frustration there, but she saw the boy's eyes sparkling with excitement.

"I heard that Hogwarts students have some very interesting extracurricular activities, such as a ball game, although I haven't seen it yet. But... an elder who is very important to me gave me this. Sirius said that this is... a ball, a very important ball..."

Harry's speech was somewhat incoherent, and he seemed to be describing the events to Sun Zhu while recalling the past.

She looked at what Harry was holding and was slightly stunned.

It was a four-leaf clover-shaped pendant with a golden snitch hanging on it.

She had picked it out for Harry more than a year ago in the Quidditch boutique in Diagon Alley as his ninth birthday present.