Thanks for your reviews! I'm glad you aren't angry with me for not updating earlier. (I really shouldn't be writing this either – school's not over yet, you know – but this is so much funnier.) But, Meg, I don't think it's my problem if you don't like this story. I haven't exactly forced you to read it. If you read the other reviews, maybe you'll notice that almost all of them are positive to the story. But, since you dislike it so much, I guess you won't even read this. Anyway, I'll keep writing to delight the people who like it, I won't stop to please you. If you don't like it, just don't read it... eh... I'm rambling, ain't I? Oh well. Let's concentrate on the good reviews, shall we?

I've decided to rate this story K+. There are too many bad words for just being K.

Hogwarts' School for Witchcraft and Wizardry and all that comes with it belong to J. K. Rowling.

Chapter 14 – A new transfer student? Are you kidding me, man?

As you might remember, Shang went out to buy some toilet paper for Mulan. Since he cannot find some in the optician's house, he goes out in the city. Suddenly, he sees a big castle. "Whoa! In that place, there must be some toilet paper!" He runs through the entrance door and ends up in a big hall with many youngsters in black robes. They all stare at him.

"Who's that?"

"What is he doing here?"

"That clothing of his looks kinda funny."

"He might be a spy for You-Know-Who!"

A girl with bushy brown hair speaks up. "Oh, c'mon everyone, if he was one of Voldemort's spies –" There's a massive gasp. " – he wouldn't just rush in like that. He'd be sneakier."

"Oh yeah."

A man with a very long beard rises. "Welcome to Hogwarts' School for Witchcraft and Wizardry! I am headmaster Albus Dumbledore. Are you a new transfer student?"

Shang looks around nervously. "Um..."

Headmaster Albus Dumbledorecomes to Shang, grabs his hand and leads him to the other end of the hall. "Oh, calm down. Everyone's a bit nervous at the beginning. It'll get better. Minerva, the Sorting Hat, please!"

A strict-looking lady gets an old hat. Shang doesn't even have time to say "but..." before she puts it on his head.

Shang hears a voice from inside of the hat. "Li Shang. Where shall I place you? You're not very smart, I see, so Ravenclaw's out of the picture. And you do not seem to be the type who would run into a burning building to save your friends, so there go Gryffindor and Hufflepuff too. And green wouldn't suit you, so you're not a Slytherin either. Hm, it seems like I have to invent a new house, just for you. You'll be placed in... WUDDLYFOOFIE!"

Everyone in the Great Hall blink simultaneously. "Wuddlyfoofie?"

"It's a new house", says the hat loudly. "It's for people who are dumb, cowardly, not very loyal, and don't fit in green. Its colour is pink, and its symbol will be earthworm."

"Oh", says the man with the long beard. "Okay then." He waves his magical stick (AN: his wand, that is. What did you think I meant? Oh that's disgusting! You people should be ashamed!) and, suddenly, Shang's dressed in a black robe with a pink mark with an earthworm on it. Under the mark is the word "Wuddlyfoofie" in pink letters. "Well, since we don't have a special table for Wuddlyfoofies, you may sit at the Gryffindor table. It's the red one with the lion."

Shang walks down and takes a seat at the red table, very confused. A boy with black hair and glasses leans forward. "So, you're a new transfer student, eh? Where do you come from?"

"Eh, China."

"What school are you from?" asks the girl with the bushy hair. "Never heard very much of the Chinese magical schools."

Before Shang gets time to answer, a red-haired boy with many freckles says "You look pretty old for being a student, you know. Are you retarded in some way? Oh, of course, I forgot – you're in Wuddlyfoofie..."

The girl smacks his head and hisses "Ron, don't you EVER say that again! It's very impolite!" She turns to Shang. "You have to forgive him, mr... eh... I don't think I catched your name?"

"Shang. Li Shang. Do you know where the loo is?"

"Sure", says the guy with the black hair. "Up the stairs and to the left."

Shang leaves the Great Hall, climbs the stairs and finds a door with the word "BATHROOM" on it. He walks in, and has just started to collect some rolls of toilet paper when...

"INTRUDER! INTRUDER! THIS IS A GIRLS' BATHROOM! YOU ARE NO GIRL!"

Shang whirls around and sees a white, partly transparent girl that is floating in the air. She looks very angry. Shang screams in fright. "YIKES!"

Meanwhile, in the Great Hall...

The bushy-haired girl seems to think of something. "Eh, Harry?"

The black-haired boy looks up. "What, Herms?"

"Don't call me Herms, my name is Hermione. I just thought... that new guy, Shang. When you gave him directions for the loo, did you say 'up the stairs and to the left'?"

"Yes. Why?"

"But that's Moaning Myrtle's bathroom!"

"Oh, no!" gasps Ron. "She'll rip him to pieces!"

"Not if I have something to say about it", says Harry determinate. "C'mon, loyal sidekicks, let's go kick some ghost's butt!"

He, Hermione and Ron runs out from the Great Hall – Ron very reluctantly because he hasn't finished his dinner - , up the stairs and into the bathroom. Shang has crawled into a corner, whilst Moaning Myrtle glares at him with a murderous glint in the eyes.

Harry points on Myrtle with his wand. "Do not fear no more, mr Chinaman! 'Cause I, the brave and almighty Harry Potter, defeater of the Dark Lord as many times as... um..." He starts counting on his fingers. "... Well, at least five times, and fighter of all Evil, am here to save you!" Ron and Hermione clear their throats. "Oh, and my trusty sidekicks are here as well."

Myrtle looks scared. "Oh, no! The brave and almighty Harry Potter and his trusty sidekicks! I better get the hell outta here!" She dives into the nearest toilet.Harry Potterhurries forward and pushes the "flush"-button. A muffled scream can be heard.

Harry jumps up and down in joy. "And the fantastic Harry Potter strikes again!"

Shang rises slowly. Hermione has a worried expression on her face. "Are you okay, Shang?"

"Eh, yes. Could I take some toilet paper? One of my buddies is stuck in a bathroom 'cause she's out of paper. I gotta help her."

Hermione looks at him funny. "Riiiight. Well, I guess you could take as much as you want."

"Cool!"

Shang takes seven rolls of toilet paper and leaves Hogwarts. Harry, Ron and Hermione stand on the stairs at the entrance, waving.

"Bye, mr. Chinaman!"

"Bye, Wuddlyfoofie!"

"Come back soon!"

Suddenly, Ron comes to think of something. "Do you think he knows that that toilet paper is enchanted?"

Shang heads back to the optician's house. He walks down to the cellar and finds the bathroom where Mulan sits. "Here, I found some toilet paper!"

"Took you long enough."

She opens the door a little bit so he can hand her the rolls of toilet paper. When he's on his way back to the others, he hears a shriek. "AAARRGGHHH! Shang! You gotta help me! This bloody toilet paper makes my skin red with white polka dots!"

That's it for this time! I know it was short, but I think I'm starting to get affected by writer's block... Could you please give me some ideas for the next chapter?

Please review!

Idun