Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

"Okay, here we are."

With a bright fire, Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Elena appeared on the wooden floor of the principal's office, and of course, the girl's two heavy suitcases.

"Thank you, Fox."

Dumbledore nodded toward the resting Phoenix on the bird stand, revealing a warm smile.

Even for the magical Phoenix, taking three people across such a long distance to return to Hogwarts is not an easy thing. Fortunately, it is at the time when the Phoenix Fox magic is at its peak.

"A lot quieter than I thought."

Grindelwald stood by the window, looking at the quiet Black Lake under the night, with a somewhat complicated tone.

Forty-six years, to be precise, if you have known Albus Dumbledore since the summer of 1899, it has been ninety-two years and this is the first time he has come to this Dumbledore The magic castle in the mouth.

"Of course, it is now time to turn off the lights. The students have returned to their dorms and are ready to fall asleep."

Returning to Hogwarts again, Dumbledore glanced sideways at the brass-colored pendulum clock on the table and answered with a smile.

"The bedroom upstairs is quite spacious. I usually take a nap there. Gellert, you can take a rest in my bed tonight. In fact, I think we need to discuss some details about the magic. "

The addition of a visitor at Hogwarts is essentially different from the addition of a faculty member.

This is not just a form or an explanation work for teachers and students. More importantly, all teachers will inevitably form some kind of wonderful relationship with this castle through a contract-this involves extremely deep name magic and contract magic.

Of course, all this is not difficult to solve under the joint efforts of two of the most outstanding contemporary wizards, especially one of them has spent most of his life in this castle, probably Hogwarts. The most senior principal.

What really disturbs Grindelwald and Dumbledore are the ubiquitous ghosts and some details. Time is one of the most terrible monitors. If you fail to consider all the links clearly, it is likely that all the preparations will be Because of some extremely small places, it fell short.

"Sorry, honey. You may need to go back to the lounge by yourself."

Dumbledore turned his head and turned to look at Elena in the office, shrugging slightly apologetically.

As he said, he drew his wand and tapped on the suitcase gently. The large black box that was originally attached to the floor floated lightly, as if it had become two hydrogen balloons, and it was slightly swaying with the air flow in mid air. .

"The password is, Pu Rongrong."

"But ..."

After glancing at Dumbledore, Elena reluctantly lifted her finger to poke the light suitcase. After thinking about it, she said frankly and frankly, "Professor Dumbledore, I do not know from the principal's office to Hedge Path to the Pach Common Lounge. "

Elena knows her shortcomings very much. She does n’t want to carry two suitcases alone, just like a lone ghost walking through a maze in a huge castle, and then waiting for a good spirit to walk her when she walks out. Bring back to the dormitory.

The night in the Scottish Highlands is still very cold, this time is not a good time for her to succeed.

"I know, so I am talking about the password for the Gryffindor common room."

Dumbledore blinked flexibly, pointed to the golden-red lion pattern on Elena ’s chest, and explained with a smile:

"About your special situation, I have communicated with Professor McGonagall, so you now have a bed in the Gryffindor girls' dormitory. Of course, in terms of courses, you mainly follow the exclusive schedule. To execute. "

Gryffindor?

Hey hey ~ Speaking of it, I haven't seen the cute little **** for a long time.

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"Professor Dumbledore is really a good person who cares about students. I won't disturb you and Mr. Grindelwald in the world of two, bye."

The dissatisfaction in Elena's face was swept away instantly, and in Dumbledore's somewhat unclear eyes, she happily pushed two suitcases and ran out of the principal's office.

Now that there are cute little beavers that can be molested, Elena is naturally too lazy to continue to watch the rival play of Dumbledore and Grindelwald in the principal ’s office. As for Dumbledore ’s extra preparation for a bed-sorry, she The only problem with people is sleeping and recognizing beds.

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Passing the portrait of the fat lady straightforwardly, Elena pushed the floating suitcase into the Gryffindor girls' dormitory. With the faint light of the fluorescent flash, the box was properly placed on the piece marked "Elena." · The bottom of Caslana's bed.

Then, Elena extinguished her wand's light and crept softly towards the bed of a first-year little loli.

After a whole week of training, no matter what grade students are very tired, even after a two-day weekend rest, it only slightly relieved the physical soreness.

Therefore, although less than an hour has passed since the lights were turned off, most of the girls have fallen asleep. The entire girls ’dormitory is quiet, with only a slight breath of girls.

Hermione Granger, who took part in the training of first-year freshmen, is naturally no exception. After a week, the baby fat on the girl's face has obviously disappeared for a small circle, and there is a little look in the eyes. Elena's majesty.

"Elena, when will you come back ..."

Hermione closed her eyebrows tightly, hugged the pillow, and let out a low dream.

These days, not only she is alone, almost every day everyone will ask this question to Hagrid. However, every time it was the unified answer-Elena received treatment outside the school because of her injury and will return soon.

For this reason, these days, even with Malfoy, Gore and Crabbe, Hermione has hardly seen them look good. After all, in her view, the culprit that caused Elena ’s injury One is the three of them.

Bewildered, Hermione felt itchy in the back of the neck, as if someone was secretly breathing at her.

Indistinctly, a warm and soft body leaned tightly against her back, making it impossible for her to stretch her arms out comfortably, as if the white-haired ball suddenly came back into her quilt a few days ago. .

Is a dream again?

Hermione grunted, stretched out her small hands and snapped a few strands of silvery white hair on her cheeks, preparing to change to another position to continue to sleep, and suddenly stiffened, rubbing her eyes in disbelief, turning her head slowly to look behind him.

I saw a silver-haired witch who was intent on pinching her hair and drawing circles on her face, exuding a shimmering face, with a familiar smile and a cheerful expression.

"You! Um ..."

Hermione Granger's eyes widened in an instant, and the voice in her mouth hadn't made time before her lips were again expertly blocked by Elena's hands, pressing her exclamation back into her throat.

"Hush, everyone is asleep, don't wake them up."

Elena blinked and said pitifully, "In short, as you can see, I'm back. Then I didn't find my way back to the Hufflepuff common room. You wouldn't plan my return One day, just drive me out of the lounge alone. "

As she said, Elena squeezed into Hermione's bed, narrowing her eyes comfortably—this is the beautiful Hogwarts Castle, and the indifferent Newmontgarde can't compare.

"Where have you been these days? Everyone is worried about you."

Hermione took Elena's cheek with both hands and looked around, lowering her voice, and whispered with concern, "Yes, are your injuries all right? Are you okay?"

Hurt?

How can everyone in Hogwarts know that she has just been injured?

Elena froze for a moment, and immediately reacted quickly.

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, this is the excuse that the spicy old radish explained to you in order to kidnap her.

"It's not completely good, but I turned the doctor to the school together. The physical condition, Professor Dumbledore should tell everyone tomorrow morning."

Elena glanced at the little **** with a worried look on her face, some uncomfortably scratching her cheek to change the topic, "Don't say this, let's talk, how is the training result?"

"Sorry, we are the last ..."

Speaking of which, Hermione's expression was a bit embarrassed and fearful, "Because the second day after you left, everyone was poisoned because of eating poisonous mushrooms ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, after rescue for a whole day, everyone It ’s all sober. And with us, there are also the seventh grade seniors and sisters. "

"Poisonous mushrooms?"

The look on Elena's face became a little weird. No wonder this time one of the positions Dumbledore had assigned to Grindelwald was one of the therapists at the Hogwarts School Infirmary. It turned out that this was the reason.

"Well, which grade is the first one? The third grade led by Professor Snape or the sixth grade led by Professor McGonagall."

Since the seventh grade has been annihilated by the whole army, in Elena's opinion, if the last big winner is not surprised, it should be born from these two grades.

After all, except for these two professors who have extremely strong desires for victory and defeat, the configuration of the other grades is relatively weak.

"neither."

Hermione shook her head gently, her eyes showing an unbelievable look, "The fourth-year seniors and sisters led by Professor Chilo completed the overtaking of the total score at the last time and won the first place in the school. According to their statement Yes, I do n’t know why, whenever Professor Chilo turns around and does n’t look at them, they will feel a heartfelt fear instead. ”

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