After binding the comprehension system, I crossed into Hogwarts

After sending away the worried and doubtful three little ones, Sun Zhu decided to go to the library.

After all, Professor Baburin assigned a lot of homework, and the runes were really not that simple.

Even if you are busy worrying about saving the world, it doesn't mean you can't study hard.

"By the way, did Newt tell you where he went when he suddenly left here?" Sun Zhu glanced at someone who was a few bookshelves away from her, "It should have nothing to do with my business... right?"

"He said that he has a thunderbird that is about to give birth, and he wants to take her to a suitable place." Cedric held two books in his arms and walked towards her. "It is said that it is a very majestic magical animal."

"There is a Thunderbird Academy in Ilvermorny in the United States. Newt once mentioned that his wife Tina expects their grandson Rolf to enter the Thunderbird Academy because she graduated from there." Sun Zhu leaned on whispered beside the bookshelf.

Mrs. Pince was still some distance away from them, and it was believed that the noise of the conversation would not attract her attention.

"But Professor Scamander expects him to come to Hogwarts?"

"That being said, in fact, the British wizarding world will not be very peaceful in the next few years... It is safer to stay in Ilvermorny." Sun Zhu sighed, "I heard that the characteristics of animals like thunderbirds are between Between a lion and a badger. That is to say, those who enter this academy must be both courageous and kind... and such a person may easily fall into a dangerous situation."

"What's the danger?" He looked down at her. "You always mentioned the mysterious man before. It seems that he really hasn't completely disappeared?"

"He will be back soon." Sun Zhu confirmed, "This is one of the reasons why I have been so worried."

"If he makes a comeback... as students at Hogwarts, what can we do?"

Sun Zhu clicked on the book in his hand: "Study hard and strengthen yourself. Facing the Dark Lord is not a challenge that ordinary students need to face. But there is still a chance to kill a few Death Eaters. In other words, with the money you have What book is it?"

"Hmm..."Exploring the Muggle World" and "A Collection of Anecdotes about Muggle Wizards from Every Continent"." He shook the covers of the two books in front of her, "I heard that Professor Bubaji's classes are rather boring, so I'll prepare some books to pass the time first."

"You really don't waste even a second of your study time." Sun Zhu stacked up the rune introductory books he found one by one, "I think the teachers here seem to only welcome smart students. You will really be completely left behind. It seems that learning magic well depends on talent, if you don't have talent and work hard, it seems that it is difficult to have a chance to succeed."

As for magical talent, pure-blood wizards rely on blood inheritance, while hemp-blood wizards can only rely on acquired mutation... No wonder there are so many people who admire pure blood.

But not all wizards who are very accomplished in the magic world are pure blood, so even if they are talented, they will not end well if they don't walk the right path.

"Because the course is too difficult, have you started to doubt yourself?" Cedric took her book and stacked it with his, "Of course hard work is useful, most ordinary people rely on this talent and genius There is a comparison. But even the admittedly extremely gifted people can’t do without hard work.”

He drew a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead with his fingers: "Otherwise, Mr. Potter wouldn't have to practice with Weasley and the others now."

"Well... if you don't have the talent for flying, no matter how many times you practice, it won't compare to the ease Harry showed when he used the broom for the first time."

"Then don't compare yourself to him. There are not many exceptions like Mr. Potter in Hogwarts." He smiled, "It's not just about flying. In fact, there are many kinds of talents in this world. Memory, writing, painting, language, etc., in every field, some people are born with a certain degree of skill, and you can always find something you are good at.”

"Where did you memorize these Muggle chicken soup?" Sun Zhu gently pushed open a glass window in the library and looked outside.

Students in the lower grades get out of class very early, and the days in early autumn are also very long. There is a lot of time between after dinner and curfew.

There were still a few owls passing by in the sky of the castle from time to time. She looked at them and hugged her arms tightly.

"Maybe I have been living a little leisurely recently, and it is a kind of happiness to be able to think about these relatively ordinary troubles." Her mood seemed to be soothed by the breeze and sunlight coming in from the window, and it may be that the chicken soup Dafa of Seid's classmate is very curative , "I just wrote to New York to mention the Muggle cat, hoping he can quickly deal with the Thunderbird matter, and then come to worry about these trivial things."

Cedric sat leaning against the window sill, turned sideways and looked outside: "But...worried about the mysterious person, or about studies? Bamboo, is there nothing in your life that really makes you happy?"

"I……"

Sun Zhu looked at someone who maintained a half-sitting posture and was still at eye level with her, and didn't know how to answer.

"Because you know a lot about the future—let me guess like this, so even if you live in the present, you can't avoid worrying about the future fate of others." He moved closer slightly, looked straight at his little figure in her eyes, and lowered his gaze. He said: "Do you know, in fact, what Professor Scamander told me before has nothing to do with the black magic on you."

Sun Zhu stood motionless by the window, only slightly turned his face to him so as to hear his whisper clearly.

He was right, he was indeed constrained by the "original plot" everywhere.

Even if the professor is friendly, the classmates are friendly, and the father cares, there are many things I want to do and the vision for the future...but as long as I think of the existence of the noseless old man, this kind of joy will be greatly reduced. And lead to endless worry and boredom.

"Professor Scamander told me that although you don't seem to be affected by black magic on the outside, your heart seems to have been corroded by this invisible force." He sighed very tiredly, "He said he His wife's younger sister is a born Legilimency, and graduated from Pukechi College in Ilvermorny. Thanks to her, he learned something similar to Muggle psychology, and saw that you are actually an inner Very closed off."

He stretched out a hand and pointed to her heart: "I know there are many secrets hidden here, you don't need to be honest with me, but don't let it always be so heavy, okay?"

Sun Zhu put her hand on her heart, feeling the clear and powerful pulse there, she wanted to say something to respond to his concern.

But at this moment, a Bludger filled with strength flew in through the open window, and hit the bookshelf with a "boom".

Sun Zhu was still clutching his chest stupidly, while Cedric looked out the window, a platinum-haired boy flew far away on a broom.

He frowned, and looked down at Sun Zhu who was subconsciously pulled into his arms.

The girl changed her sad face and smiled at him very gently: "Sed, you are right, it is not good to be so pessimistic all the time. Why don't we teach the brats a lesson now, transfer the distress in our hearts to others, and the world will be destroyed." It's going to be even better."