[hp]Hogwarts Eastern Exchange Student

Professor Snape was distributing the class schedule along the long Slytherin table. I got the class schedule and looked down. The first class was Herbology, which I took with my Gryffindor classmates.

"Oh, it's these stupid lions again." Draco held the class schedule and frowned in disgust, "Why is it always them."

I recalled the seven Harry Potter films and found that we had a lot of classes together. I slowly said, "This may be fate."

"Ouch!" Not only Draco, but also the surrounding classmates had bad expressions.

"This is fate," Crabbe whispered.

I followed the Slytherin students towards the greenhouse, and looked at the bright red Gryffindors gathered together in confusion. Draco sneered and said loudly, "Why do I feel like there is a swarm of flies? I have to tell you." Dad, ask him to propose that greenhouse flies and stupid lions should not be allowed in from now on."

"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry stopped Ron from rushing forward and shouted to Draco.

Draco curled his lips indifferently and led his followers towards the greenhouse.

I stared at Harry with bright eyes.

This is the little savior! So cute ah ah ah ah ah!

All the Slytherin classmates had left, and I was still staring at Harry intoxicated. Harry was so stared at that he was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

"Um..." Harry swallowed and plucked up the courage to say to me, "All the Slytherins have gone in..."

Ron dragged Harry and looked at me warily.

"Ah, then I'm going in too." I finally came to my senses and walked towards Draco who was looking unhappy at the door of the greenhouse.

"What exactly does she want to do?" Ron was a little confused by my attitude. "I thought she wanted to fight with you, staring straight at you."

Harry scratched his head, his already untidy hair even more messy, "I thought so too."

"What are you talking about to Scarhead?" I was questioned by Draco as soon as I walked into the greenhouse, as if I had committed some serious crime.

"It's nothing."

I obviously don't want to answer this question.

When did I, the dignified president of the Kunlun Student Union, get spoken to in this tone? Disgusting British aristocrat!

I, Lin Sansan, have never been wronged like this!

Seeing me lowering my head and ignoring him, Draco was also very angry.

why do you ignore me! I had so much fun chatting with Scar Tou! I'm not as good as Scarhead!

I, Draco, have never been wronged like this!

Well, I have been punished before. For example, Scar Tou refused to be friends with me when I first started school... Thinking about it makes me even more angry!

"Hey! I saw you guys talking just now. Don't deal with me. I'll ask you one last time, what did you say?"

Draco grabbed my hand and forced me to look at him.

"I said, we didn't say anything, can you let me go?" I looked at him expressionlessly.

Why is this kid so boring and annoying? It’s none of his business who I talk to.

I shook his hand away and rubbed my sore wrist.

The hands are so strong...

Draco put on his Malfoy sarcastic expression again, "I know, you must have heard about Scarhead being the savior, so you want to pounce on him."

I am still expressionless, how did this idiot become the boss, just because the Malfoy family is rich? ?

"Don't think about it, I don't think having a scar on your head means you are the savior, and having your head almost split open is nothing to show off." Draco yelled so loudly that the entire greenhouse could hear his vicious words.

The Slytherin students looked at Harry across from him with a smile, while Harry and Hermione tried their best to stop Ron who was about to rush forward and beat him.

So childish... I don't understand that I, an adult, have to mix with junior high school students and quarrel with others... The British are so childish. I want to go back to Kunlun.

Alas, please end this farce quickly.

I pulled Nora over, leaned softly on Nora’s shoulder, pinched myself hard, and tears instantly filled my eyes.

Day, it hurts so much.

I pulled out a handkerchief from the storage ring, wiped the corners of my eyes, and said to Draco sadly, "I don't know what I did wrong. I came to Hogwarts alone, and I have no relatives here." I have no friends." I sniffed and continued, "I don't understand the grudges between you. I just made a few more friends. But what about you, Draco, you are the first person I met in school. She is also my best friend, why do you say that to me? Wuwuwuwuwu." I threw myself on Nora's shoulder and cried.

Not only Draco, but Slytherin and Gryffindor were also confused by my Qiong Yao-style crying.

Hermione looked at Draco angrily, while Harry and Ron felt guilty for what they had just thought. It turns out she just wants to make friends with us.

Draco is the kind of person who doesn't take the hard advice. When I cried, he suddenly panicked and said, "Hey, stop crying, I didn't mean that."

Blaise Zabini, who was next to him, seemed to be watching the show and added jealously, "Oh, what should we do? Our Mr. Malfoy scolded the lady to tears. This is not the behavior of a gentleman."

Draco didn't know what to do. Seeing Blaise still stirring up trouble, he turned to him and yelled angrily, "I didn't scold Susan! I was always scolding Scarhead!"

Harry: Thank you so much :)

When it came to Harry, Draco finally found someone he could shirk responsibility for, "Scarhead! Say something quickly, it's because of you that Susan is crying!"

Harry looked incredulous, why should you blame me? ?

Hermione scolded Harry and motioned for him to talk to me.

Harry looked embarrassed, "Well... I'm sorry... don't cry, I'm willing to make friends with you." Harry walked up to me and stretched out his hand to me, "Hello, my name is Harry Potter."

I stretched out my hand from Nola’s arms, “Well, my name is Susan Lin, please call me Susan, can I call you Harry.” I looked at him with tears in my eyes. My little savior looks even cuter up close! Mom loves you!

"Of course, Susan."

I smiled brightly at him and Harry blushed.

She's so beautiful, Harry thought.

Behind Harry, Ron and Hermione also shook my hand.

"Hello, my name is Hermione Granger" "My name is Ron Weasley"

I couldn't help but hug Hermione, "You are so cute, I think we will become very good friends."

Hermione is so cute too! ! ! What a magical place this is! Don't stop me, I'm going to Gryffindor!

"I like you too. I've long had enough of those two idiots Harry and Ron," Hermione smiled happily at me and held my hand.

"That's enough, I've said hello, you can go back." Draco raised his head to Gryffindor and gave Harry and the others an expulsion order.

"Oh" I leaned back into Nora's arms again, "Harry has already apologized to me, when do you think Mr. Malfoy will admit his mistake."

Nora saw Draco's face darken again, and she suppressed a smile and cooperated with me, "I think Mr. Malfoy doesn't think he was wrong."

I threw out the handkerchief again and wiped away the non-existent tears, "Hey, it seems that my first friend in school no longer exists. I thought we would be good friends forever."

Harry gave Draco a reproachful look.

"Don't look at me like that, Potter." Draco gritted his teeth and glared at Harry. You know, it's really difficult to make a Malfoy apologize.

However, Draco gave in.

This is for the better diplomacy between China and Britain! Draco comforted himself.

"Draco!" Pansy shouted in a high voice, "She's just pretending!"

"Pansy seems to have no brains," Nora whispered in my ear.

I curled my lips indifferently, it doesn't matter, what I want to see is Draco's attitude.

I turned my eyes to Draco and saw him suppressing his blush and hesitating.

Draco is pretty cute too.

"I'm sorry." Draco said these three words as if it cost him half his life.

But I was satisfied and could find a way for him to get off.

I stood up straight, "It's okay, but I also want to apologize." I leaned over and gently tugged on his robe, "I'm sorry, I will talk to you first next time."

Draco turned his head arrogantly and pretended not to care, "Well, I accept your apology. In fact, I don't care who you talk to. I apologize to you for the sake of the relationship between China and Britain."

I looked at the tips of his red ears, laughing hard in my heart, and nodded seriously, "Yeah, I know."

The Herbology class is taught by Professor Sprout, the headmaster of Hufflepuff. Professor Sprout is a short witch with a patched hat on his flowing hair and always stains on his clothes. There is a lot of soil on it.

She took up position behind a stool in the middle of the greenhouse. On the stool were twenty pairs of earmuffs of different colors.

I sat to Draco's left, and to Draco's right sat Pansy, who glared at me.

To be honest, I really don't understand why she dislikes me. Nora secretly told me that Pansy disliked all the girls around Draco.

I once again lament the precocity of British children. Chinese children at your age are swimming in a sea of ​​books.

By the way, Draco's wife wasn't her in the end...

I looked at Pansy on my right who was chatting happily with Daphne. Sister, what's the use of guarding against us? Your love rival is your best friend's sister.

Dean Sprout cleared his throat, "Today, we are going to repot the mandrake. Now, can any of you tell me what the properties of the mandrake are?"

Hermione was the first to raise her hand, which was expected.

"Mandrake, also called mandrake root, is a powerful recovery agent," Hermione said very naturally as if she had eaten the textbook. "It is used to heal people who have been transformed or are poisoned." The cursed person is restored to his original state.”

"Excellent, ten points for Gryffindor," said Professor Sprout. "Mandrake is an important component of most antidotes, but it is also dangerous. Can anyone tell me why?"

Hermione raised her hand again and almost knocked off Harry's glasses.

Professor Sprout looked at Hermione with satisfaction and added ten points to Gryffindor after she finished her answer. Sure enough, top students are always loved by teachers.

"Look, the mandrakes here are still very young."

There was just a blade of grass in the basin, nothing special about it.

Everyone put on earmuffs and pulled out mandrakes according to the professor's instructions. Instead of grass roots underneath the leaves, there is a very ugly baby.

I was really shocked by its ugliness, so I quickly stuffed it into another pot and covered it with soil.

"Oh! Lin did a great job, plus ten points for Slytherin." Professor Sprout shouted, scratching his neck.

Everyone else was exhausted from tossing the mandrake. If I hadn't stopped him, Draco would have put his finger in its mouth.

Slytherin was going back to the cellar to rest, while Gryffindor had to drag his tired body to Transfiguration class.

"Fortunately, our dormitory is not in the tower," I said happily to Nora.

When Nora returned to the dormitory, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep. I sat on the bed and studied the bronze mirror given by my master.

"What on earth is this?" I stroked Xiaobai's hair, wondering if Master just gave me a broken mirror to fool me.

Xiao Bai suddenly jumped up, picked up the mirror and put it on the bed. He patted the dark lines under the mirror with his paws. The image in the mirror flashed twice, and the master's face appeared in the mirror.

"It seems you found the switch," Master said to me with a smile, "How was your stay at Hogwarts?"

I picked up the mirror and was a little surprised, "Is this a video phone?"

The master nodded, "How about making it the touch screen phone you described before."

Only Master knows that I traveled through time. After all, nothing can be hidden from him. I once told him about the touch-screen mobile phone of my era when I was homesick, but I didn’t expect that he would actually make it...

I sniffed and said, "It's good. I'm doing well at Hogwarts. The professors and classmates are very nice. I just feel a little homesick."

For me, the first place in this world that accepted me was the Kunlun sect. My parents in this world were away all year round, and I met them once when I traveled back in time. After that, they sent me to a school in Kunlun Mountain to study. , it feels like home there.

Master still looked at me with a smile, "You are my best student. I can't keep you captive in Kunlun. You have to go see the outside world."

"Hmph, I think you just asked me to die."

"Why do you say that?"

I was a little hesitant about whether to tell my master about Harry Potter. I was always afraid that my single move would make things worse.

"You know, it's not my decision that you come here." Master stroked his beard, "It's God's will."

I didn't say anything, and I was also curious about why it was me, why I traveled here, why I stayed in Kunlun for a year even though I could come directly to Hogwarts.

"Now that it's here, make peace with it and do whatever you want."

The last words my master said to me.

I put away the bronze mirror, lay on the bed, closed my eyes and meditated.

Can I really do whatever I want?

no one can answer me