[hp]Hogwarts Eastern Exchange Student

Children have great forgetfulness, and no one was petrified in the following days. The students were also distracted by other new things, and gradually no one mentioned the secret room. Except Hermione.

"Professor, I wonder if you can tell us what the Chamber of Secrets is about." Hermione's clear voice echoed in the History of Magic classroom.

The Professor of History of Magic is Professor Binns.

"My subject is the History of Magic," he said in his dry, breathless voice. "I study facts, Miss Granger, not myths and legends." He cleared his throat and made a soft sound. There was a sound like breaking chalk, and he continued, "In October of that year, a dedicated group of Sardinian magicians——"

He stuttered to a stop. Hermione raised her hands in the air and waved them.

"Miss Granger?"

"I would like to ask, sir, legends are based on certain facts, aren't they?"

Professor Binns said slowly, "Yeah, I guess, you can say that." He looked at Hermione hard, as if he had never looked at a student properly before. "However, the legend you mentioned is a very sensational, even ridiculous story..."

The whole class was now listening intently to every word Professor Binns said, and Draco next to me sat up straight.

Professor Binns looked at them drowsily, and every face was turned towards him. "Oh, well," he said slowly, "let me see, Chamber of Secrets - as you all no doubt know, Hogwarts was founded over a thousand years ago by some of the greatest minds of the time. Two wizards, Godric Gryffindor, Hurghada Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin. Together they created this castle away from the prying eyes of Muggles , because in that era, people were afraid of magic, and wizards and witches were persecuted a lot."

Professor Binns stopped, looked around the classroom with blurred vision, and continued, "In the first few years, the founders worked together harmoniously, looking for young people who showed signs of magic, and brought them to the castle to learn more. Training. But slowly, there are differences between them. The rift between Slytherin and others is getting wider and wider. Slytherin hopes that Hogwarts will be more selective when recruiting students. He believes that magical education It should only be restricted to pure magical families. He was unwilling to accept children born by Muggles, thinking that they were unreliable. After some days, Slytherin and Gryffindor had a fierce quarrel over this issue, and then Slytherin Lin then left the school."

Professor Binns paused again and pursed his lips like a wrinkled old turtle.

I felt eyes on us, the Gryffindor students glaring at the Slytherin students.

When he looked towards me, Draco raised his neck proudly, not caring about other people's eyes. In his opinion, the pure-blood theory was supreme.

"That's what reliable historical sources tell us," said Professor Binns, "but these pure facts are obscured by the bizarre legend about the Chamber of Secrets. The story says that Slytherin built a secret chamber in the castle, The other founders didn’t know anything about it.”

"According to this legend, Slytherin sealed the Chamber of Secrets so that no one could open it until his true heir came to the school. Only that heir could open the Chamber and release the horrors within, allowing it to clear the school. Everyone here who is not worthy of learning magic."

In the history of magic, talk about the Chamber of Secrets began to ferment throughout the school, and within half a day, everyone knew about the Chamber of Secrets.

Draco walked in front triumphantly, and Nora and the Bully Squad followed behind. The Bully Squad has added a few more people in the past few days, including Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson and Daphne Greengrass. .

A group of Slytherins marched toward the cellar, attracting the attention of many people.

I lowered my head and thought about the plot of the original work, and I was a little confused.

Should I help Harry or not.

What if I ruin the plot after helping? Although this is a very dangerous thing, it is a good opportunity for Harry to exercise his courage. If I don't help, I'm not sure if the plot will follow its original direction. What if things get worse?

I walked slower and slower, and accidentally bumped into Blaise behind me.

"Hey, be careful, my lovely lady." Blaise held my shoulders and gently smoothed my hair with his hand.

I turned my head to look at him, and he blinked at me ambiguously.

My old face turned red. I was actually flirted with by a little brother!

This handsome dark-skinned brother is really good at it. I lowered my head and patted my face uncomfortably.

Draco came over and suddenly pulled me next to him. He frowned and looked down at me, "I can't help but get distracted when I walk." Then he naturally took my hand and walked forward, invisible to me. The place turned back and glared at Blaise.

Blaise smiled nonchalantly and chatted with Goyle next to him.

I didn't pay attention to Draco's little movements and was pulled forward by him. Suddenly I remembered what my master said to me.

As I wish...

What do you mean by following my will?

On Saturday morning, Nora woke up early in the morning and couldn't fall asleep while tossing and turning in bed, so she simply stood barefoot on the carpet to do warm-up exercises.

"Nora, what are you doing so early in the morning?" I was woken up by the sound of Nora slamming on the floor, rubbed my messy hair, sat up and stared at her.

"Sorry, sorry," Nola was doing stretching exercises below, "I really can't sleep. How about you take a nap? I won't do it now."

I shook my head, forget it, I won't be able to fall asleep again.

"I'm so nervous. This is the first time I've played Quidditch in my life." Nora was thinking about the upcoming Quidditch match. She was really nervous. She had done well in practice recently. Flint My attitude towards myself has also changed for the better. She is the only girl on the Slytherin team, so everyone's expectations are very high.

I got out of bed and stretched my waist, "Don't worry, you just need to perform as usual."

Nora nodded heavily.

Nora still held my hand tightly until we were eating.

"...Um, Nora, can you let me go? I can't eat."

Nora looked at me with tears in her eyes, “I’m still nervous, what should I do?”

I sighed, helplessly grabbed one of Nola’s hands, and scratched a few times with my fingers on her palm, “Open your mouth.”

Nora opened her mouth obediently, and I clasped her hand on her mouth, "Swallow this breath of air now."

???

Nora looked confused, but she still listened to me and swallowed a breath of air.

"Now, are you still nervous?"

Noila thought for a while and shook her head at me, “It seems like I’m really not nervous anymore.”

"What's the principle of this?" The Slytherin bully squad looked surprised.

"Oriental folk metaphysics." I said enigmatically.

Eleven o'clock gradually approached, and all the teachers and students of the school began to go to the Quidditch stadium. It was a hot and humid day, with faint thunder in the air. I accompanied Nora into the Slytherin locker room. The team members all changed and listened to Flint explaining to them the precautions as usual.

"With the broom sponsored by Malfoy's father this time, I believe it is impossible not to win." Flint said proudly, and the other Slytherin players also touched the brooms in their hands happily.

"We have to knock down Gryffindor players as much as possible. It would be even better if we could knock off the opponent's batter's bat," Flint told the batter.

Nora frowned in disapproval, “Isn’t this too despicable.”

"Despicable?" Flint laughed, as if he heard a big joke. "That's not called despicable, that's called tactics. Miss, what do you think you are playing?"

He said fiercely, "We must win this game, no matter what means we use, you know."

Noila lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking. I patted her shoulder and said, "I'll cheer you up."

Draco heard and turned to look at me, mouthing: What about me.

Come on, too. I mouthed him back.

Draco snorted dissatisfiedly and turned away from me.

What a kid, I thought funny.

I walked to the Slytherin auditorium. Pansy just came when she saw me. She muttered unhappily: "Why are you here just now? We've been waiting for you for a long time." She moved to the left and exposed a place for me.

"Thank you Pansy." I smiled at Pansy, walked to the place she left for me, and pressed against her affectionately.

"I haven't asked you to call me Pansy yet." Pansy still couldn't get used to my friendly attitude.

"But I want to be friends with you, can't I call you Pansy?" I said to her with a smile.

"Come on, I think it's enough for you to have Draco as your friend." Pansy obviously didn't appreciate it.

It is obviously not possible to use Qiong Yao to cry to girls.

I lay down on the railing of the auditorium in despair, looked into the distance, and made a melancholy posture, "Draco is my first friend in school, and Nora, they are the only ones around me for such a long time. My friends. After all, Harry and the others are Gryffindors, and at most they are relatively familiar classmates. I am a girl after all. I want to have some good friends and discuss clothes, jewelry, and cosmetics. I can’t tell Draco. These are it.”

I pretended to be envious and glanced at Daphne who was chatting with her sister, "Oh, I really envy your friendship."

Pansy was a little overwhelmed. No one had ever expressed her feelings so openly in front of her.

"Then, you can play with us from now on, uh, Susu." Pansy was a little embarrassed.

I happily grabbed her hand and nodded vigorously.

Alas, making friends with children is really no challenge.

The progress of breaking into the Slytherin aristocratic circle is 60%——

Slytherins and Gryffindors walked into the arena together, and were greeted by a great deal of noise. Mainly cheering for Gryffindor, because both Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff wanted Slytherin to be defeated.

"That's too much." Daphne said angrily.

"Indeed." I nodded in agreement. It was too obvious that Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff had double standards.

Mrs. Hooch, the Quidditch referee, asked Flint and Wood to shake hands. They stared at each other threateningly and squeezed each other's hands unnecessarily.

"Listen to my whistle," said Mrs. Hooch, "three-two-one."

There was a commotion in the crowd, sending them off to take off, and the fourteen team members soared into the lead-grey sky together.Harry flew taller than the rest of the team, squinting and looking around, looking for the Snitch.

"Are you okay, Scarhead?" Draco shouted, darting under Harry, showing off the speed of his broom.

At this moment, a heavy black Bludger suddenly flew towards him. He barely dodged it by a hair and felt the ball ruffle his hair as it flew by.

"It's really a cliffhanger, Harry." George said. He was holding the bat in his hand and galloped past Harry, preparing to hit the Bludger towards the Slytherin players. Unexpectedly, the Bludger changed direction midway and hit the Slytherin players. Flying in the direction of Harry.

Harry quickly dropped down to avoid it, and George hit Draco hard again. However, like a boomerang, the Bludger turned around again and hit Harry's head.

Harry suddenly accelerated and whizzed towards the other end of the field, the Bludger still chasing after him.

It's Dobby!

I suddenly remembered the plot of this episode!

What happened next? I pressed my temples and thought carefully.

"What's wrong with you?" Pansy asked worriedly, seeing the pain on my face.

I shook my head at her, "I'm fine."

"Harry Potter" is a movie I watched several years ago. I can't remember the details at all, I only remember the general plot.

I think I need to go back and sort out my thoughts.

It started to rain, and Harry felt big drops of rain hitting his face, but the Bludger still followed him closely.

His eyes were wet from the rain, and he couldn't see clearly what was ahead. He could only see red patches, and he accelerated and flew forward.

"Careful!" Nora knocked away Wood in front of Harry.

Wood was knocked away suddenly, and Harry whizzed away in front of him, followed closely by the Bludger.

"Thank you." Wood thanked Nora for saving him. "If it weren't for you, I might have gone to see Madam Pomfrey."

Nora suddenly smiled brightly at him, and her lovely smile looked particularly bright on the rainy day. Wood looked at Nora blankly.

"I want to thank you too." Nola threw the Quaffle into the goal behind Wood.

"Slytherin is in the lead, sixty to zero." Commentator Li Jordan shouted, scratching his neck.

Nora stuck out her tongue at Wood playfully and flew away happily.

Wood looked at the direction she flew away and covered his heart with his hand.

Why is my heart beating so fast...

"Oliver! Watch the goal! Don't be silly!" Angelina shouted at Wood.

Harry, who was flying around in the sky, suddenly flew towards Draco.

"He's crazy!" Pansy exclaimed.

"He saw the Golden Snitch." I squinted and saw something shining golden next to Draco.

Harry chased the Snitch, Draco following behind, both of them reaching top speed.

Bang! The crazy Bludger knocked off the wall from the side and hit Harry's right arm. He changed his arm and stretched out to grab it hard. He felt his fingers holding the Golden Snitch, but then he He fell off the broom due to inertia.

There was a splash, and Harry fell into the mud and rolled off the broom. His arms were hanging there at a very strange angle.

Draco also hit the pillar next to him and fell to the ground.

"We won." Harry endured the pain and lifted the Golden Snitch up.

Hermione and Ron in the Gryffindor audience quickly ran over and gathered around worriedly. The Bully Squad and I also hurried to Draco.

"Are you okay Draco?" Pansy held Draco in distress, as if she was about to cry.

I grabbed Draco's hand, supported his arm, and tried to move it. "Fortunately, there is no fracture." I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really?" Pansy looked at me with tears in her eyes.

I patted her head and reassured her, "Really, don't worry, I was often injured when I was in China. I have experience."

Draco was still lying on the ground and humming, I slowly helped him up, "Draco, stand up slowly first."

"Goyle, you and Crabbe help him to the hospital wing. Pansy, you and Daphne go to Madam Pomfrey and ask her to prepare the medicine. Blaise, you go and tell Flint about the situation."

"What about you?" Blaise asked, "Aren't you going to accompany Draco to the hospital wing?"

I pointed to Gryffindor and said, "Harry is much more serious than Draco. I'm going to help."

"I won't stop you from being friends with Gryffindor," Blaise looked at me seriously, "but you have to remember that you are a Slytherin now."

Blaise put away his usual casual attitude and looked at me seriously.

Ugh.

I sighed inwardly.

"I know." I said, looking into his eyes.

"Lie back, Harry." Lockhart said comfortingly, "I can cure you with a simple spell."

"No! Just let him be like this, thank you..." Harry wanted to sit up, but his arm hurt too much.

"It's easy. I've used it countless times." Lockhart rolled up his sleeves and drew his wand.

"Stop!" I quickly ran over to stop him.

"He needs to go to the hospital wing!" I stopped in front of Harry.

He must not be allowed to cast a spell.

"Susu, what should I do?" Hermione didn't know when she changed her name to me. She was about to cry now.

I took out two wooden boards and a large roll of gauze from the storage ring, and clamped Harry's arms with the wooden boards.

"Hermione, hold it down for me."

Hermione helped me hold down the board, and I wrapped the board tightly around Harry's arm with gauze.

"What are you doing? He looks like a hot dog now." Ron said in horror.

"To stop the dislocation of his broken bones." I rolled my eyes at Ron, looked at a bunch of Gryffindors and asked, "Which of you sent Harry to the hospital wing?"

George and Fred looked at each other and said, "Let's do it." They lifted Harry up one by one.

"Don't touch the board," I instructed.

"I know, this -"

"A kind-hearted little snake"

When we got to the hospital wing, I saw the Bully Squad gathered around Draco asking for help.

"Why don't you stay with me!" Draco asked me angrily when he saw that I had just arrived.

"Just now, something happened." I smiled flatteringly.

Blaise glanced at me lightly, and I shrank my neck.

"Merlin, this thing is really amazing, please tell me who came up with the idea." Madam Pomfrey praised loudly to the wooden board in Harry's hand.

"It's her." Ron pointed at me quickly.

"Huh?" Draco looked at me sinisterly, "Is this what you mean?"

Blaise smiled at me gloatingly.

Damn Ron! ! Damn black skin! !

Pomfrey stepped forward and held my hand, looking at me with bright eyes, "Tell me, dear, how did you come up with this method."

"Uh..." I couldn't accept this enthusiasm, "This is what our Chinese doctors do."

"Oh oh oh, amazing Chinese medicine!"

We in China seem to think everything is magical in their eyes...