System experience officer

Chapter 2298. The Copying System 15

They could only ignore it and return to their respective lounges. Han Zifeng happily summoned the house-elf who had helped Snape last time, and sure enough, it was there. Zifeng happily ordered drinks and cake, and asked it to deliver one to Harry. After thinking for a moment, Zifeng released the smart butler and told the house-elf to go to the butler's class. A group of house-elves declared: "Work hard, work hard, we must work hard!"

The next day, the house-elves not only brought breakfast to Hufflepuff, but also to Gryffindor. Both families were overjoyed, and Gryffindor were deeply moved; it was the first time they had received such treatment.

What left Zifeng speechless was that the first thing they learned at the start of the new semester was Transfiguration. When Zifeng saw the cat on the podium, she didn't hold back and started petting it. The cat professor was petting her so much that she rolled her eyes. Only this kid would dare to do that.

The students all felt helpless, and Hermione even considered rescuing the cat. After class started, seeing Harry and Ron arrive late, Zifeng chuckled even more, and when she saw the cat transform into a human, her laughter grew even louder.

McGonagall glanced at Zifeng, still yelling at Harry and Ron. When the needles started to appear, a matchstick would turn into a needle with a poke, so Gryffindor got two points. Hermione got one point, but asked Zifeng how it was done. Zifeng was puzzled.

Finally, he said, "Being able to change things but not explain them is a professional issue."

Hermione: "A career question?"

Zi Feng complained: "My clan specializes in creating people. Although my skills are terrible, I can easily conjure up basic spells like needles. Including turning animals into humans and humans into animals, that's all within our professional scope. That's truly a talent."

When Potions class started, Zifeng was the first to cause an uproar. She nodded, confirming that this task wasn't suitable for her. Snape also agreed. So, she was the first to be promptly kicked out of the classroom. There was no other way; if she didn't leave, everyone would be in trouble.

The key point is that Snape couldn't extinguish the fire that Zifeng had created. Luckily, Zifeng reacted quickly and determined that the fire she had summoned was substandard. The fact that the cauldron was now just a discus iron clearly illustrated the problem.

When she got to the herb plant, well, the herb plants were quite obedient, and the spell plant was decent enough. As for the black magic defense, she looked at the disgusting creature inside and out, and her displeasure was obvious.

Fortunately, that guy Qi Luo didn't care about the students' lives. He read his lines haltingly, and the students below were all asleep. Zi Feng became more and more impatient, slammed his hand on the table and said, "Damn it, read it properly! If you stumble again, I'll skin you alive!"

Very well, that slap not only woke up all the students, but also Voldemort. It was a double whammy. Seeing Zi Feng's fierce glare, Voldemort's first reaction was to quickly check what Quirrell had done. Oh, the stuttering, stuttering little guy was going crazy.

Voldemort could sense nothing but helplessness. Had he run into someone with a truly bad temper? Zi Feng wasn't about to be polite either: "If you can speak, then speak. I don't care who speaks, but if you're stammering and unable to form coherent sentences, I'll kill you!"

Voldemort could clearly sense the ominous aura emanating from Zifeng. Voldemort immediately fell silent, which clearly meant, "Either you read it yourself, or you play dead and shut this up too."

Sensing Voldemort's rage, Quirrell, after a few stutters, was already able to speak fluently. Zi Feng nodded, instantly expressing her satisfaction with the lullaby.

Not to mention Quirrell was speechless, even Voldemort was quite speechless. Strangely enough, Voldemort's head was now filled with the thought: "Gryffindors aren't scary, what's scary is when Gryffindors are too capable."

He sighed, looked at Zifeng, and sighed again. It was a painful feeling, truly painful. But he didn't dare challenge her; he knew he might easily lose. *sobs*

And so, Zifeng skipped class halfway through. Who wouldn't want to go back to the dorm? Voldemort really wanted to deduct points, but he was afraid that if he did, this kid would come and chop him down with the sword of Gryffindor.

At this moment, Zi Feng, who had skipped class, did indeed run to the principal's office. Ignoring the statue at the door, she teleported inside. Fox saw her, glanced at her, and then ignored her. Zi Feng took out the Sorting Hat and reached inside to start rummaging around.

Sorting Hat: Girl, what are you taking out?

Zi Feng complained, "Isn't it supposed to be that any Gryffindor can pull out the Gryffindor sword?"

The Sorting Hat: "Oh yes, but Dumbledore doesn't usually put the sword back either! By the way, is it really okay for you to be here touching Gryffindor's sword instead of attending class?"

Zi Feng complained, "I'm in a really good mood because I want to see Qi Luo. That guy is so annoying, he deserves to be beaten up." She sang it in the tune of a school song.

The Sorting Hat asked curiously, "No, what did he do?"

Zi Feng said disdainfully, "You can't even speak properly, and you don't even deserve to be someone who's used as a lullaby. The more you think about it, the angrier you get. Cut you down, next." The Sorting Hat and Fawkes both shuddered. Is this some kind of unethical person?

The headmaster's office was broken into, but Dumbledore returned quickly. Watching the two unreliable people chatting and chopping Quirrell, he felt it was just one more problem after another.

Dumbledore asked speechlessly, "Just because Professor Quirrell stutters, you want to kill him?"

Zi Feng complained, "Isn't there a Dark Lord on the back of his head? Are you seeing things? I already find it annoying that he's double-image, and then he keeps stuttering and acting all high and mighty. I feel like I'd be doing him a disservice if I didn't slash him a few times."

The Sorting Hat, true to its word, declared, "Very Gryffindor." If things don't go well, it'll just be a couple of cuts first, right? This time, even the people on the wall and in the picture frames trembled, all sharing the same thought: Very Gryffindor.

Dumbledore's face darkened. Double vision—meaning, could it be that Curiosity had two souls? So he asked, "Is Harry also double-visioning?"

Zi Feng remarked, "He's a triple shadow." Dumbledore nodded, finally realizing something was amiss.

Dumbledore asked curiously, "Can you handle it?"

Zifeng calmly replied, "Snape is studying it." Dumbledore was even more speechless, feeling that Snape seemed to be hiding quite a lot. He told Fawkes to go find Snape, and Zifeng instructed him, "Get him some bottles." So when they saw Snape again, Fawkes had a bag of bottles in his mouth. Zifeng slapped his forehead and said, "You two didn't break Voldemort enough, did you?"

Snape was speechless: "What does this have to do with him?"

Zi Feng complained, "I'm planning to grab that idiot on Quirrell's head and use him for experiments."