The Chinese girl from Hufflepuff is both timid and brave

Sun Zhu reached out and picked up the teacup, then took a sip carefully. It was a little hot, but it did calm her down a lot.

Dumbledore smoothed his beard and studied her through his spectacles.

She silently took out the wand from her bag and handed it over.

Dumbledore put down the hot tea in his hand, picked it up and looked at it for a moment, then said, "It's an oak wand."

Sun Zhu cleared his throat and said, "About forty minutes ago, the owner of this wand used it to cast an evil spell, although it did not successfully hit..."

She glanced at Cedric who was sitting upright and continued, "There were two other people with him. From what I can judge, they were all Death Eaters. They said they were sent by a pure-blood noble to teach me a lesson."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and pointed his wand, and the oak wand began to replay the previous spell.

Sun Zhu looked at it intently for a few seconds, then asked uncertainly, "Broken into pieces?"

Dumbledore nodded. "It is a blessing that it did not hurt you."

Sun Zhu hugged the pillow on the back of the chair in his arms, staring blankly at a red cherry on the cake that was used as decoration, without saying a word.

Dumbledore stood up, walked up to the two of them and looked them over carefully, then stroked his beard and said, "You both look a little pale. Although you are not injured, you have been disturbed and controlled by mental spells. I will tell Madam Pomfrey to prepare some potions for you."

"Thank you, but this is not the most important thing at the moment." Sun Zhu whispered, "Don't you want to ask what I did to cause all this trouble?"

"I only know that you have been trying to fight against some injustices, and doing these things always involves sacrifices. For example, they will put you in danger, or make you lose something you care about." Dumbledore picked up a piece of toast and spread jam on it carefully. "So, the most important thing is, are you all right now?"

Sun Zhu half opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer, and Cedric nodded affirmatively: "I'm fine, Principal. It's just that Zhu needs your support and advice."

"That's what I came here to do," Dumbledore said gently. "What can I offer you?"

Seeing Dumbledore looking at her gently and putting toast with jam in front of her, Sun Zhu plucked up the courage and said, "Because of some of my previous nosy or self-righteous actions, I got into some trouble. Although I don't regret doing this and I have ways to protect myself, I no longer want to continue to follow their plan - it is not good for the safety of the people around me, and it makes me always in fear. I want to overturn their chessboard directly, but I need your help..."

Sun Zhu saw that Dumbledore's eyes gradually became deep, as if he saw through everything, but still retained a trace of tolerance and kindness.

"Yes, although it is rude to say this, I still have to tell you that I need the Philosopher's Stone of Mr. Nicolas Flamel. It will be very helpful for my next plan. I can swear to Merlin that I will never use it for evil, nor will I let the Dark Lord get it, and I will join the ranks against him wholeheartedly-just like the members of the Order of the Phoenix."

She said it all in one breath, using up almost all her strength, and she didn't even dare to look up and look at Dumbledore.

It was indeed difficult for her to shamelessly ask for other people's things. But if she didn't have enough capital to protect herself and others, how could she fight against the devil who killed so many people?

If we simply step back and put all our trust in Harry, then things can certainly be resolved, but unfortunately it won't be a happy ending.

But what she wants is perfection.

So she decided to take another step forward. She never wanted something like this to happen again.

When she really faced the black magic, she realized how terrible this power was, and she was too weak as she was only in the third grade.

Then be a little greedy and a little rude.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Bamboo, you are not yet fourteen years old. This is such a dangerous thing, I don't want to..."

"Principal, this has nothing to do with age, and I'm not even that old." She was a little anxious. "Whether you believe it or not, please don't regard me as an ordinary third grader. Of course, my strength is still very weak, not better than any other third grader, but to say, whether I know the danger... I think I know it better than anyone else, and I'm more suitable to do this than anyone else."

Dumbledore looked at the somewhat excited girl and listened to her every word: "Because I am a timid and greedy person. Unlike those fearless and courageous people in Gryffindor, I not only want to defeat evil, but also want myself and those around me to be well. If you let them go, maybe they won't come back - they may not really care whether they can come back or not, just like you."

Dumbledore took off his glasses and placed them next to his pocket watch. Sun Zhu stood up and followed him, staring at the old-looking portrait on it and said, "Since I have already said a lot of things that I shouldn't have said, I might as well offend you a little more. I implore you not to punish yourself with your past mistakes. How can some of them even be considered your mistakes?"

The tragedy of the Dumbledore family began long ago when Ariana was harmed by several Muggle boys because she accidentally exposed her magical talent and became an Obscurial. Her father Percival Dumbledore went to Azkaban to avenge his daughter. Her mother Kendra Dumbledore raised three children alone, but died in an uncontrolled magical riot of her daughter.

As the eldest son, Albus took on the responsibility of taking care of his sister, but that summer he met Gellert, who was the best at agitating people and made him unable to refuse. He even ignored his sick sister, and his second brother Aberforth also had a dispute because he was dissatisfied with his attitude. In the melee between the three, it was unknown whose spell accidentally injured Ariana, causing her death - Albus did not dare to recall the details. But he believed that no matter who caused the consequences, all the mistakes were caused by himself.

This was Dumbledore's biggest knot, and he buried his feelings from then on. He had two photos that he had never shown to anyone, one of which contained feelings that were no longer expressed and destined to remain silent forever, and the other was a memory that he could never let go of and would always be sad and regretful about.

Although he could not see the smiling faces of his mother and sister on the pocket watch all the time, they were always in his heart and provided him with some comfort.

His sister's portrait was carefully guarded by his second brother at the Hog's Head Inn, who would only come to talk to him occasionally. His muggle-born mother stayed at his home in Godric's Hollow most of the time, although he rarely went there except on holidays.

Dumbledore pulled his thoughts back from his memories, gently stroked the statue, and looked at Sun Zhu who was standing beside him.

The girl, who was only in the third grade, was not very tall, but her expression was filled with melancholy that was not in line with her age.

He said, "You are very similar to someone, but you are also completely different. So, of course I believe that you have the ability to accomplish what you want to do, but you won't be like him and me, trapping yourself in a cocoon."