The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

When Dumbledore visited the Black mansion, Sun Zhu was replying to Fina's letter.

What’s going on today? There are so many people sending her letters.

While chewing lemon snowball, she was worried about Sun Yuanbao in her heart.

Yes, Fina wrote to her not because she missed her, but because Yuanbao, the greedy cat, ate something he shouldn’t have, and Fina was apologizing to her.

In the letter, Fina said that she had not taken good care of Yuanbao, so she let it drink a sip of the latest formula potion developed by her aunt. Although it was just a semi-finished potion with licorice, parasol mushroom juice and fig fruit extract, Fina was still scared and quickly sent it to St. Mungo's.

St. Mungo's!

She had just told Harry yesterday that it would be best not to have the chance to learn about it, but today, thanks to Yuanbao, she had to go there.

He hurriedly wrote a reply letter asking Fina not to blame herself and told her that he would be there soon, and Dumbledore arrived.

Silently, he used his teleportation to move in a speed countless times faster than the owl that brought her reply. If Xiao Tongzi hadn't sensed it in time, she probably wouldn't have known he had appeared in front of her.

Magic and such are really useful.

Sun Zhu couldn't help but sigh.

She must learn it when she reaches sixth grade!

Although you can learn to reveal your followers in the third grade, there is a difference between being carried by someone and flying by yourself!

I don't know if the feeling of migration is much different from flying.

She glanced out the window where snow seemed to be falling again, wrapped in a thick fluffy coat, carrying her Niffler bag, holding the panda head in one hand, holding her wand and Fina's letter in the other, and went downstairs listlessly.

As expected, Dumbledore was sitting in the middle of the reception room on the first floor. Sirius was leaning idly on the sofa with one of his long legs half-raised, and was whispering something to Harry.

Dad and Lupin were sitting on the other side of Dumbledore, both looking at Harry. When they saw her coming down, they turned their eyes to her.

Sun Zhu tried hard to force a polite smile and greeted Dumbledore calmly.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, his half-moon glasses reflecting the light of the wall lamp. He looked relaxed and easy-going, like an ordinary, kind elder.

Sun Zhu didn't read it any more, but took Fina's letter to his father. His father took it with some doubts, and after getting her confirmation, he lowered his head and glanced at it for a few times, and his expression changed.

"St. Mungo's...how far is it from here?" he subconsciously asked Lupin beside him.

Sirius and Harry, who had been talking, also looked at them. Dumbledore put down the cup in his hand and said, "Mr. Sun, is there anything I can help you with?"

"It's my cat-nipple. She accidentally ingested a potion and was sent to St. Mungo's. I may have to leave in advance and take Ah Zhu with me to see her." Sun Zhengxing looked apologetic. Although he was answering Dumbledore, he was looking at Sirius.

Sirius raised an eyebrow in confusion, "Ingestion? I know this little guy fairly well. He's very picky about food. How could he possibly eat himself into the hospital?"

Lupin also nodded and said, "Yuanbao is a smart catkin. Although he is a half-blood, he has a keen intuition about certain things, especially food, which surpasses that of pure-blooded catkins. He should not take the initiative to eat something that he should not eat."

"I can only judge the specific situation after I see her." Sun Zhu made a bitter face and shook his head. "The situation should not be serious. The treatment level of St. Mungo's is still very reliable."

Sirius reached out and touched his hair, glanced at Dumbledore, and then collapsed on the sofa: "Well, then you guys go and have a look... Unexpectedly, a lot of things happened today. Oh, by the way, how are you going to get there? Do you want me to lend you my flying motorcycle?"

Sun Zhengxing waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'm not very good at using this kind of transportation. I can take Ah Zhu to take the Muggle subway. If I remember correctly, it's hidden in the Muggle community in London."

Sun Zhu lowered his head and sighed: "If I could Apparate, I could be there in the blink of an eye."

Dumbledore laughed and said, "It's okay, Bamboo. Even if you can't do it, I can get you to St. Mungo's right away."

Everyone in the room turned their eyes to him, including Harry, who understood almost nothing.

"Could it be that St. Mungo's is now connected to the Floo Network again?" Sun Zhengxing murmured, "Many years ago, Death Eaters invaded St. Mungo's through the Floo Network. In order to ensure the safety of St. Mungo's, the Ministry of Magic asked the Floo Network Administration to disconnect the connection between St. Mungo's fireplace and the Floo Network. But I haven't heard my colleagues in the Department of Magical Transportation mention this matter."

"Oh, of course not through the Floo Network." Dumbledore shook his head, took out a candy box from the pocket of his robe and handed it to Sun Zhu.

Sun Zhu took it with a confused look on his face and shook it subconsciously, only to find that it was just a solid cube that looked like a candy box.

Sun Zhengxing leaned over to take a look and seemed to understand a little: "Principal Dumbledore, is this a portkey?"

Sun Zhu looked at his father, then at Dumbledore. The old man adjusted his long beard, squinted his eyes and nodded, "That's right, Mr. Sun. I have a private agreement with the headmaster of St. Mungo's. He gave me this in case of emergency. You can use it to get to the first floor of St. Mungo's. This method is only slightly slower than Apparition, and even faster than the Floo Network."

"Is it convenient to do this?" Sun Zhengxing hesitated: "After all, this is our private matter, and you..."

"Of course." Dumbledore nodded. "I carry it with me to help my students."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhu couldn't help but look up at Dumbledore for a moment.

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries is the largest and even the only comprehensive treatment hospital in the entire wizarding world.

Dumbledore definitely didn't carry the St. Mungo's portal key with him for himself. After all, if he was slightly injured, he could Disapparate himself. If he was seriously injured... maybe it would be useless to go anywhere.

The portkey is naturally suitable for underage students like her who have not learned Apparition. If a student at Hogwarts is unfortunately seriously injured, the portkey in the headmaster's hand can buy him more precious time to recover.

But... is Dumbledore's sense of crisis so strong? Has he foreseen that Hogwarts students may need to go to St. Mungo's in the future?

After all, Madam Pomfrey in the school infirmary was equally skilled in medicine, and needing to go to St. Mungo's meant that the injury was serious.

Sun Zhu was still thinking about something in her mind, but she felt Harry approaching her and pulling her backpack.

Seeing that she noticed him, Harry lowered his voice nervously and said, "Just before you came, the headmaster... asked me about the mirror last night. I only told them what I saw and didn't mention you. But I think... he might have seen that I was hiding something."

Sun Zhu looked at him in surprise, but he nodded at her and said in a normal voice: "Nice to meet you, I hope your cat is okay."