Hogwarts on the tip of the tongue

Following this sudden shout, everyone in the auditorium who was paying full attention to Fudge was startled at first, then turned around and looked curiously at the location where the sound came from.

There, a silver-haired little witch stood stiffly in place. She seemed to want to return to the group of first-year students at the back. In her right hand, she held a dirty, wrinkled hat. Pointed wizard hat.

"Huh, huh?!"

Elena blinked in confusion, frowned and looked at the hat dangling in her hand.

You know, she didn't do anything just now, she just wanted to sneak the Sorting Hat back into the queue for other little wizards to try on.

The Sorting Hat deliberately stuck at this point in speaking. If it wasn't intentional, Elena would have eaten it.The girl rubbed the hat in her hand that was pretending to be dead again. She remembered this grudge.

Feeling everyone's eyes on her back, the silver-haired little Loli took a deep breath and turned around.

Although she has never cared about this feeling of being in the spotlight, now is definitely a particularly bad time, especially if she is put on the watch list by the Ministry of Magic and the school board at the same time, so she must find a way to fool her in a low-key manner.

Fortunately, over the years, Elena's cruel life experience has given Elena very skilled experience in how to use her innate advantages - skill, [Cute Huddle], activate!

"Mr. Minister, I'm sorry. I...I'm a little hungry. They said we can eat after we are sorted into hospitals, so..."

In the sight of Cornelius Fudge and Dumbledore, they saw the little silver-haired witch swaying, turning around quickly, waving her hands in a panic, and saying timidly.

As she spoke, the girl rubbed the hat in her hand helplessly, and stomped her feet on the floor a little awkwardly. Her delicate little face wrinkled together and looked particularly pitiful, which made people have the urge to reach out and smooth it out for her.

"..."

All the teachers and students at Hogwarts suddenly fell into a strange atmosphere of silence. They looked at each other and wondered if they were hallucinating. The painting style seemed different from what they had seen before.

You know, Elena's aura of threatening the Sorting Hat with a wand was so impressive that everyone felt a strange sense of confusion when they saw such a silver-haired little girl who looked like a little girl.

"Oh."

Dumbledore subconsciously let out a sigh and rubbed his forehead with a headache. He was very familiar with the girl's appearance. She would look like this after almost every time she made trouble.

So much so that now when he sees Elena with this expression, he feels his temples swell slightly.

However, Fudge, who had never seen Elena's previous appearance, was obviously tricked.

"Ahem, it's us who should be sorry, my dear."

Fudge cleared his throat and looked around at the silent Hogwarts students, especially the group of freshmen standing next to the auditorium waiting for sorting. A look of apology appeared on his face - now it seems that the greatest possibility Sex is the mysterious person's little move that has implicated Hogwarts, and the arrival of the Ministry of Magic today has no effect.

The little wizard walked up to Elena, slowly knelt down, touched the girl's silver hair, and replied pleasantly.

"Don't worry, you will be able to have dinner soon. Hogwarts has a lot of delicious food. I have been studying here for seven years, and I can't say I have tasted all the dishes."

The total number of wizards in the UK is not that many. Even if you include Squibs and some Muggle members of wizarding families, the number may be at most a hundred thousand.Unlike most politicians in the Muggle world, the Ministry of Magic actually has a relatively loose and open organizational structure.

In addition, the relationship between wizards is usually not limited to simple social status. Therefore, as the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge has always been particularly friendly to young wizards. After all, in a sense, Hogwarts is the future Ministry of Magic. (For more information about Cornelius Fudge, click here)

"So will Hogwarts be sold and can I still go to school here next year?"

Elena hugged the Sorting Hat tightly, made a soft pop sound, raised her head and asked softly, her lake-blue starry eyes sparkling with light.Facing the girl's immature face, Fudge felt soft. In a few years, his daughter would be old enough to go to school.

"Of course not, Hogwarts belongs to wizards! Believe me, no one can drive you away from this school!"

Cornelius Fudge's face straightened up and he answered in an extremely serious manner. Then he quickly stood up, tightened his windbreaker and looked around at the other Ministry of Magic employees and board members behind him.

"Gentlemen, look at these young faces, we must not let them down. Time is running out, let's take action!"

"No problem, I will let the family start paying attention to the currency called [Ruble]."

"The Malfoy family will fully support the board's decision."

"Mr. Minister, we will definitely find out that person's life experience as soon as possible!"

This time, no one, including Greengrass and Lucius Malfoy, raised any questions. They nodded, ignored the goblins of Gringotts, and quickly walked out of the auditorium.

Obviously, after this, the magic world will fill in the gaps at least in the fields of public security and economy.

"See, this is human."

Leos took a deep look at Dumbledore and the silver-haired little Loli with an innocent and cute face, and whispered meaningfully to Gallywix beside him, "Never underestimate their shrewdness, but don't underestimate them either. Think too highly of them.”

"Okay, let's go back. I'm starting to miss those tinkling treasures in my vault. The weather in the Scottish Highlands is really too cold."

creak-

Bang!

Soon, as the last goblin left the hall of Hogwarts Castle, the gatekeeper Filch couldn't wait to close the door heavily, separating all the noise from Hogwarts again.

In the hall, the students who had been depressed for a long time finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, and started talking quietly. After all, what they had just experienced was too exciting for them.

"Ah, good. God, it looks like everything is finally back on track again."

Professor McGonagall rubbed her palms vigorously, let out a sigh of relief, looked at Dumbledore, glanced at the students who were talking about each other, and quickly turned around and walked towards the four-corner stool where the Sorting Hat was previously placed.

"Okay, Miss Kaslana, thank you for your help. Now, you can put down the poor Sorting Hat and go to Hufflepuff House..."

Before Professor McGonagall finished speaking, Elena took the initiative to put the wizard hat in her hand back on the four-corner stool, made an OK gesture towards Professor McGonagall, and raised the corner of her mouth to reveal a cute little tiger tooth. He stepped back, then raised his hand and waved to the first-year students next to him.

"Hey, what are you waiting for! Don't you want to finish sorting the houses early and sit down to eat?"

The freshmen, who were originally lined up neatly and wearing floor-length black robes, looked at each other and didn't know who was leading the group. They swarmed up and looked excitedly at Elena, who was standing where Professor McGonagall had been.

"Look at what I'm doing, do you still need me to teach you?"

Elena raised her eyebrows, stretched out her hand and gently smoothed the Sorting Hat as much as possible, showing an encouraging smile.

Then, under the watchful eyes of all the teachers and students in the school, the freshmen all took out their wands from their arms, formed a circle, pointed at the Sorting Hat with excitement on their faces, and read aloud while their whole bodies were trembling with nervousness.

"Draco Malfoy, Slytherin!"

"Harry Potter, Gryffindor!"

"Teriboot, Ravenclaw!"

"Hannah Abbott, Hufflepuff!"

"..."

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Feeling tired, it seems that the status has not changed, so I posted it directly, thank you for your support.I won’t post my testimonials for the launch now, I’ll try my best to code them~

The round-faced chubby guy who was put on the shelves without depositing his manuscript feels so desperate! ! !