HP Star Shining

Thinking of this, Su Xingchen closed the book with a snap and put away the paper and pen on the table. She never does things that make people feel cold towards her, so as to let others know that she also has a temper.

"Xingchen, where are you going?" Ron stared at her movements blankly.

Su Xingchen smiled at Ron and said, "I'm going to find Hermione."

Ron didn't turn around to look at Harry until her back disappeared at the door of the common room. "I'm a little bit unconvinced by what you just said," Ron said. "What did you do to provoke Xingchen? She's not as irritable as Hermione."

Harry looked away, "No."

He knew Hermione meant well, but he couldn't help but be angry with her.

The best flying broom in the world was in his hands for only a few hours, and because Hermione broke it, he didn't know if he would ever see it again in his life.

He was certain that there was nothing wrong with the Firebolt at the moment, but only God knew what it would become after being tested with various anti-hexes.

As for Xingchen, it was just a name, and he didn't think it was a big deal.

She had never been very interested in Quidditch, and perhaps she couldn't understand how eager she was to get a Firebolt.

Not that I'm angry, but I'm still extremely disappointed.

After Christmas, students returned to school one after another, and the empty Gryffindor common room gradually became crowded, noisy and crowded.

The relationship between the four of them remained lukewarm during the last few days of the holiday.

Hermione also felt something was wrong.

Thanks to the psychological trauma left by his night visit to the library with Harry in his first year, Su Xingchen is a person who will never step into the library if he can avoid it.

Otherwise, Hermione would not have gone to the library alone without calling her after the conflict with Harry and Ron.

But Su Xingchen stayed in the library for several days in a row, which is unscientific.

But Hermione thought she was arguing with Harry about her.

To this, Su Xingchen replied: No! There was absolutely no quarrel, and it had nothing to do with her.

They didn't even have a quarrel, at most they just had a disagreement, and it was each of them having their own disagreement.

Su Xingchen secretly confirmed that this was correct.

As for whether Hermione believed it or not, that is another matter.

The night before school started, she accidentally ran into Wood and Harry talking outside the Gryffindor common room. She subconsciously stopped and stepped back behind a pillar.

Harry and Wood were talking about the Firebolt.

Su Xingchen planned to wait until the two of them finished talking before returning to the lounge.

It took only a moment for Wood to go from being excited to hear that Harry had received a Firebolt to being shocked to hear that it had been confiscated.

"Sirius is a fugitive and is wanted everywhere. It's impossible for him to buy a Firebolt from a Quidditch boutique!" Wood seemed a little indifferent.

Oh, right, how did Sirius buy it? Su Xingchen couldn't imagine, but it must have taken a lot of thought.

"I know," said Harry, "but Professor McGonagall is still worried. She wants to open it..."

Wood's face paled. "I'll go talk to her. You can't beat Ravenclaw riding that Meteor. She wants Gryffindor to win just as much as we do. I'll let her know how important a Firebolt is to Gryffindor."

After Wood left, Harry continued to linger at the door for a while for some reason. Only when Su Xingchen's legs began to ache did he return to the common room.

After waiting for a while, she came out from behind the pillar.

In front of Sir Cadogan's portrait, Su Xingchen suddenly had an idea. Although she couldn't tell Harry who sent the Firebolt, she could go to Professor McGonagall herself and pretend that she sent it.

Anyway, there will be absolutely no problem with the Firebolt.

Although it would return to Harry's hands sooner or later, it would be better if it came back sooner.

Although he felt uncomfortable, Su Xingchen couldn't bear to see Harry looking so depressed all day long. He seemed to have returned to the days when the Nimbus 2000 was just broken.

So, she turned resolutely and went to Professor McGonagall's office.

Fortunately, although Professor McGonagall had some doubts, there was nothing wrong with the superficial inspection. She knew that Su Xingchen could indeed afford the cost of a Firebolt.

He also reluctantly accepted the reason that he didn't sign his name because he didn't want to burden Harry and Ron and Hermione and didn't want them to feel biased.

"Well, Miss Su, take the flying broom away now."

Su Xingchen shook his head. "You should give it to Harry tomorrow, and don't mention me."

If she took it away directly, wouldn't it further confirm that she was unwilling to help even though she could have taken it back?

"Okay." Considering Su Xingchen's previous excuse, Professor McGonagall agreed, "Potter is lucky to have a friend like you."

Of course she knew that Harry Potter had been listless recently, but not everyone was willing to spend hundreds of gold Galleons to be an anonymous gift giver.

"No, no." Su Xingchen felt guilty. On the one hand, she had falsely claimed the credit for delivering the Firebolt, and on the other hand, she had deceived Professor McGonagall, who trusted her. "Thank you, Professor."

After solving one problem, Su Xingchen stepped into the Gryffindor common room with a happy expression.

After entering from the portrait, she almost bumped into Harry, who seemed to be about to come out.

"Harry, are you going out so late?" Su Xingchen asked curiously.

"It's a bit hot. I'm going to the corridor to get some fresh air."

"Oh." Su Xingchen stretched his neck. The common room was a bit noisy. "Okay, then. I'll go back to sleep first."

Although the Firebolt issue had been resolved, she did not intend to take credit for it to ease the rift between them.

She could have gotten it back anyway, it was just a matter of time. She wasn't bold enough to take all the credit for herself.

And even though he didn't want to see Harry looking lifeless, Su Xingchen didn't forget why he was unhappy before.

Harry moved his lips, "Good night."

"You have classes tomorrow, so you should go to bed early." After saying that, Su Xingchen walked towards the dormitory without looking back.

She was so tired. She was already exhausted from sitting in the library all day, and then she stood behind the pillar for so long and ran back and forth to Professor McGonagall's office.

Harry's "OK" was stuck in his throat, and the flickering candlelight made his expression look a little gloomy.

The first class of the new semester was in a cold and wet January.

The first class was Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures class. Originally, no one was willing to stay on the field for two hours, but in order to cheer everyone up, Hagrid built a bonfire filled with salamanders. The salamanders, who loved warmth, were crawling around in the fire.

The students enthusiastically collected firewood to keep the fire burning.

After Su Xingchen picked up a branch and straightened up, he saw an "angry" man walking towards him.