[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

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"...I like Hufflepuff very much. The environment of the dormitory is very good. Professor Sprout arranged a lot of interesting plants in the lounge. During the day, the sun shines in from the windows and fills the entire lounge..."

There was no class on Sunday afternoon, and it was rare for Kong Yun not to read a book.He was sitting on a wooden chair near the window, writing a home letter to be sent to his parents.

After all, it was a long way from England to China, and sending letters was not an easy task. Kong Yun did not deliberately use polite words, and most of what he wrote were trivial and trivial matters.

As for his positioning in the minds of the students of the other three academies, he changed from "mysterious wizard from the backward east" to "little eastern idiot who was assigned to Hufflepuff". Kong Yun, who has no teacher, chose to avoid talking about it.

"The color of the lounge is mainly yellow and black, the furniture is made of wood, there is a round shelf near the window, which is filled with all kinds of plants, and the air is also made of flowers and soil. The fragrance reminds me of the smell of the forest, very comfortable."

"and also……"

Kong Yun paused while writing, and looked at the simple wooden table in front of him.

At the moment, some exquisite pastries are placed on the table, and next to the quaint purple sand pot, the small celadon contains a rich tea fragrance, accompanied by a faint mist of water.The afternoon sun was bright and warm, among the lush green vines, delicate and beautiful flowers stretched out small branches quietly, poking the boy's soft black hair secretly.

When he looked up, he retracted the branch with a whoosh, and squatted in the flower pot in a neat manner, with a reserved appearance of "I am a super beautiful flower".

Kong Yun curled his lips and smiled.

"Didn't you just trim it for you the day before yesterday?" He reached out and touched its leaves, and carefully looked at the soil in the pot: "Are you thirsty, or are you hungry again?"

The flirtatious flowers shrank into a ball in a whiz, and closed into a delicate flower bone as if covering their face, shyly shaking their body.

"Are you bored?" Kong Yun tilted his head in distress, "Then, be good, I will play with you after I finish writing the letter, is that okay?"

The promised magical plant waved its vines happily.

After reaching an agreement, Kong Yun lowered his head and continued to write the unfinished letter from home:

"Food is also great. The Hogwarts kitchen is very close to Hufflepuff. The house elves in the kitchen are also very easy to get along with. I was not used to British food at first. I didn't think I would just mention it. , the house elves have also started to try to make Chinese food, although it is different from the taste at home, but it is also very delicious..."

"In terms of study..." His hand holding the pen stopped slightly, hesitated for a while, and continued to write: "In terms of study, I encountered some problems..."

He recalled the scene after the day of the sorting ceremony—

After the sorting ceremony that day, their prefect, Mr. Truman, led them all the way into the Hufflepuff common room and taught them how to enter the common room.There, they also meet the Head of Hufflepuff, Professor of Herbology, Ms. Sprout.

Facing the curious eyes of the little badgers, Sprout welcomed them calmly, and after finishing some notes, he announced the dissolution.

But, before that——

"Yun-Kong," Ms. Pomona Sprout called out to him in a gentle tone when the children were slowly leaving, "I'm sorry I have to ask you to stay for a while——Headmaster Dumbledore has Please let me tell you something."

Kong Yun stood still in front of Professor Sprout with some confusion: "Yes, Professor Sprout."

"I want to know, have you noticed that your shopping list is different from other students?" Sprout just asked a symbolic question, but unexpectedly, the boy in front of him simply clicked nod.

"If you mean that Professor McGonagall took me to buy all the books for the first and second grades—in this case, I think so."

Sprout gave him a surprised look. It seemed that the student was much more observant than she had imagined.

"Yes." She cleared her throat and continued: "Principal Dumbledore wants me to tell you that because of your age, you will be arranged to take classes with second-year students. For first-year courses, you may need Master it with some self-study—you can, of course, turn to any professor in the process, he assures you.”

After a short thought, Kong Yun readily agreed—in fact, he couldn't tolerate his disagreement, because Sprout was a notification, not a suggestive inquiry.However, considering the basic nature of the first-year curriculum, Kong Yun is also confident that he can master it through self-study.

After finishing this brief conversation, Kong Yun politely said good night to Head Hufflepuff, then turned and walked towards the boys' dormitory.

Although he will go to class with the second-grade students, Kong Yun's dormitory is still assigned with the first-grade students because the dormitory for the second grade has been allocated last year.

"So," after listening to Kong Yun's explanation, Ernie made a conclusive conclusion: "Professor Sprout means, Yun, you can't take the first-grade class with us, can you?"

Kong Yun nodded.

Coincidentally, Hufflepuff's dormitory is a six-person system, and Justin Fenriely and Ernie McMillan he met on the train were also assigned to the same dormitory with him.

"...That's it. Although my dormitory is assigned according to the first grade, I take the second grade class every day." Kong Yun frowned slightly: "Because I don't have the foundation of the first grade, this makes me When I was in class, I encountered some troubles..."

The little milk cat lying on the boy's lap lazily licked its paws, eagerly staring at the seemingly harmless little flower in the window.At this time, a bird with brown feathers flew over, folded its wings and stopped on the window sill, looking curiously at the human in front of it.

The next second—

The little flower that was swaying leisurely with the breeze suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and before the bird could make a miserable cry, it swallowed it violently!

Eating begins silently, and digestion ends silently.

Under the sun, there was only a small feather lying there quietly, the satisfied little flower stretched happily, and the petals that opened again were empty, making them look even more delicate and beautiful.

The little milk cat paused and buried its head in the boy's clothes. Then it raised its head and looked at the flowerpot with provocative and contemptuous eyes.

"...but it doesn't matter." Kong Yun didn't seem to notice the turmoil on the other side, and continued to write: "Hogwarts has a rich library, and I can basically find the answers to my puzzles there. Even if I encounter something I can't grasp I can also ask the professors for advice, give me another week, and I will be able to catch up with everyone's progress."

"Everyone in Hufflepuff also takes good care of me, and the brothers and sisters often answer my academic questions." As he writes here, he can't help showing a helpless smile: "It's just that everyone's problems in certain aspects Enthusiasm and credulity really make me angry and funny..."

He thought of the question that had been bothering him for a long time these days and was finally answered yesterday.

It was during breakfast time in the morning on their first day in Hufflepuff, when he had finished his breakfast, put back his knives and forks, and was about to wait for his friends to finish their meals and go to class together , Ernie suddenly said without thinking: "Listen to me, Yun, there is still a lot of food on the table, you can definitely eat a little more."

Kong Yun didn't understand why Ernie said that—maybe the British have a habit of persuading people to eat more?He thanked Ernie for his kindness and shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, Ernie, but I'm already full."

Normally, this little episode should have passed by like this, but Justin, who was sitting on the other side of him, actually persuaded: "Ernie is right, Yun, you know, the food at Hogwarts is not good. It costs money and we can eat as much as we want."

Kong Yun: "..." So, the British really have the habit of persuading people to eat, right?Just like Chinese people like to persuade people to drink.

"Thank you, no." Kong Yun shook his head, feeling a little warm and helpless at his friend's inexplicable concern: "But I can assure you - I'm really full."

In order to prevent his two friends from believing, Kong Yun said this very seriously, but it didn't seem to help, Ernie looked at him with strange eyes, and asked again: "I'm sorry, I mean... Are you really full?"

Justin also had the same look in his eyes, and he looked a little nervous: "Are you sure you don't want to eat any more?" As if to persuade Kong Yun, he paused and said emphatically, "If you want me to say, Yun , you look too thin."

Kong Yun talked all kinds of things, and finally convinced his little friends that he was really full.He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking that this incident was almost over, but at noon that day, a similar conversation happened again between the three of them.

Kong Yun: ...

He is very puzzled now, do the British people like to persuade people to eat?I haven't heard of the British people having this habit before, or is this a unique habit of British wizards?

But that's not all.

The same thing didn't just happen on the first day of formal class, nor did it just happen between Kong Yun and two friends from the same hospital. He, hoped that he could let go of his restraint at Hogwarts and eat whatever he wanted, Kong Yun felt something was wrong.

Although Kong Yun received a lot of care and love from Hufflepuffs and even senior girls from other academies on a daily basis because "he was born with a face full of maternal instincts" (Ernie's language), but this kind of reminder And persuasion, it's...too frequent, right?

This doubt was finally answered on the fifth day.

Kong Yun stopped Ernie during a break—thanks to Hufflepuff's innocence, he didn't even bother to say anything, he just pretended to be frustrated and asked Ernie if he was really too thin , so everyone always likes to persuade him to eat more. When the latter sees him looking a little frustrated, he can't help but blurt out: "Everyone just thinks that your life in Huaxia is too miserable..."

Kong Yun:! ! !

"You... how would you know..."

Kong Yun's expression was a little complicated, and he was a little shocked. Is the intelligence network of British wizards so powerful?He even knew the tragic days when he recited "Three Character Classic" at the age of three, "Guidelines for Disciples" at the age of four, "Thousand Characters" at the age of five, and "Enlightenment of Enlightenment" at the age of six! ?

Don’t ask him if he can’t recite it after the age of seven, his second brother is still waiting for him to go back and check his recitation of "The Analects of Confucius"_(:3J∠)_

Ernie also looked very sympathetic to him, he patted Kong Yun on the shoulder, and comforted: "Oh, it's okay, Yun, you've come to Hogwarts now-I mean, it's nothing, everything is over gone."

"I don't think it will be so easy to end." Kong Yun said, with a somewhat resentful expression: "In fact, just before I came to Hogwarts, my second brother told me—he would be responsible for checking my recitations— Right after I got home from vacation..."

"Recite homework?" This time it was Ernie's turn to feel that something was wrong. He looked at Kong Yun and asked in a very puzzled manner: "Isn't this—isn't it enough to eat every day? I heard that you Huaxia People can't even afford tea eggs..."

Kong Yun:? ? ?