Hogwarts on the tip of the tongue

Hogwarts, eighth floor of the main castle.

Holding a large pile of desserts, a little witch with long silver hair stood blankly beside the ugly stone statue, looking at the empty corridor, the proud smile on her face gradually disappeared.

She still hasn't solved the problem of her wanderlust. She can't find the specific location of the Hufflepuff House common room, and - walking from the eighth floor to the first floor without an elevator is really cruel. Come on!

Speaking of which, Burley, the house elf, took her there before. There seemed to be a shortcut... Elena wrinkled her face and tried to remember the tour route a month ago, while her eyes kept looking at it. surrounding environment.

It was already dark, and there were several cold medieval knights in full body armor displayed in the corridor. Most of the characters on the wall portraits hung their heads listlessly.Walking down the corridor to Elena's right, there was a classroom with a closed door. She knew that there was a black lacquered Steinway piano belonging to Grindelwald and Dumbledore in the classroom.

At the other end of the corridor, next to a warm torch, is a portrait of a graceful woman. The circular hole behind the portrait is the only entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

It's a pity that the "Fat Lady", the housekeeper of Gryffindor House, is not as reasonable as the bronze eagle ring of Ravenclaw House.Students from other houses cannot enter the Gryffindor lounge even if they know the password.Elena thought as she looked at her clothes in frustration, wondering if she could get away with Hufflepuff's yellow and black colors...

and many more!

The silver-haired little loli had a hint of amusement at the corner of her mouth. She stretched out her hand and tugged at the black wizard robe on her body. There was no mark on it showing the college she belonged to.As a first-year freshman who has just been sorted into houses, she is still wearing a navy blue tie with the Hogwarts school emblem on it. The emblems of each house, knitted sweaters, bow ties, and scarves will not be delivered to her bedside until tomorrow morning.

Speaking of which...

A bold idea suddenly appeared in Elena's mind. She pulled up the hood behind her robe to cover her long silver hair, walked to the portrait of the Fat Lady, and asked softly like a lost little rabbit, "You Okay, is this the Gryffindor common room? Sorry, I'm lost."

"First years? Oh, yes, this is the Gryffindor common room."

Hearing the voice in front of her, the fat woman turned around, lowered her head slightly to look at the little one in front of her, and said softly, "I'm sorry, dear, but it's your duty. You still need to say the password to get through here - you know the password." ?"

"Caput Draconis." Elena said clearly.

The Fat Lady smiled slightly, and moved her left hand to her side. The portrait moved forward unsteadily, revealing the circular hole leading to the Gryffindor common room.Elena cheered up and quickly crawled along the hole in the wall.

Located behind the entrance portrait wall hole is a comfortable circular room filled with soft armchairs. The burning fireplace in the room makes a soft crackling sound. There are two spiral staircases leading to the male and female dormitories.

On the first day of school, the long journey and the events that happened one after another made most students a little exhausted and returned to their dormitories early. The warm common room was empty, but Eileen was spared. Na's worries.

As the "birth point" where she woke up from Hogwarts for the first time, this was perhaps one of the scenes she was most familiar with. The silver-haired little loli went up the spiral staircase on the right with familiarity, opened the door and walked Entered the girls' dormitory located in Gryffindor Tower.

Lifting up the brim of her hood, Elena carefully looked around.

Just like what she saw a month ago, a row of beds with four pillars and dark red flannel curtains stretched inward from the door, and the floor was covered with a furry carpet in red and gold tones.

In this era without the Internet and mobile phones, students do not have many ways to spend their time.

At this time, most of the little witches in Gryffindor House had already put on their nightgowns, or they gathered together in twos and threes and chatted quietly, or they sat alone by the bed and read quietly, without anyone paying attention. Suddenly a new student came in at the door.

Near the door, on the soft big bed where Elena had slept, a little witch with long brown wavy hair was leaning on the curved headrest of the bed, concentrating on reading a large and heavy book, holding a feather in her hand. The writing brush would draw and mark something on the page from time to time.

Alas.Isn't this classmate Hermione Granger?

Destiny is really wonderful——

Elena raised her eyebrows mischievously, stood on tiptoes, and quietly walked around behind Hermione. She leaned over and glanced at the title of the book in Miss Know-It-All's hand: "A History of Hogwarts."

The content described on the open pages of the book is exactly how the four founders arrived and established Hogwarts. Needless to say, the cute little Hermione must want to verify what Elena said when crossing the lake.

"Ahem, actually, I didn't see it here."

Elena coughed lightly and explained seriously, "However, the origin of the lake crossing ceremony is indeed what I said. If you are really interested, you can ask Professor Dumbledore or "History of Magic" when you have the opportunity. "Professor Binns."

"I know, I just want to confirm again... Yeah! Hmm..."

Hermione nodded absently and stopped abruptly in the middle of her words. She turned her head away with wide eyes and a shocked face, and her quill drew a long mark on the page.

"Shh."

Before Hermione could scream, Elena quickly stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, and at the same time raised a finger to her mouth to signal her not to announce it loudly. She didn't want to be humiliated in the middle of the night. Run away.

"Elena, why did you get in here?!"

Hermione looked at the familiar and delicate face in front of her, looked around cautiously, and asked in a low voice.

"Due to some accidents, I got separated from the Hufflepuff team, and then Professor Dumbledore asked me to come to this floor."

Elena sat down on the edge of the bed, shrugged, and replied sincerely, "Although it sounds a bit fanciful, the facts are already in front of you. The password is dragon scum, right?"

Glancing at Hermione's suspicious eyes, Elena reached out her paw dissatisfiedly and pulled the girl in front of her with some baby fat little face, with a hint of heartache in her tone.

"Oh my God, what's your look? Am I going to lie to you? I'm a Hufflepuff! I just thought maybe Professor Dumbledore remembered my house wrong. After all, they need to think about it today. There are too many things to do, and I don’t want to add new troubles to the professors.”

In fact, what she said was indeed true, but she omitted some irrelevant parts, but it was still an irrefutable fact.

"But……"

Hermione glanced at Elena's lake-blue eyes with suspicion. Although they were full of sincerity, her intuition kept telling her that there must be something wrong logically.

"Okay, okay, don't think so much. Look, what good things have I brought for you."

Without giving Miss Know-it-all much time to think, Elena simply kicked off her shoes and quickly climbed onto the soft bed. She untied her robe with excitement and brought various pies, cookies, and candies from the principal's office. All of it splashed onto Hermione's quilt.

Hermione was stunned for a moment, and the doubts in her mind were instantly thrown aside. She quickly put the book in her hand and put it behind the pillow. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to gather the scattered desserts and biscuits together to avoid falling on the sheets or other objects. He rolled down to the bottom of the bed and shouted anxiously.

"Hey, hey, go down and don't put all the food on my bed."

Before she could finish speaking, Elena raised her hand, put her robe on the high-backed chair beside the bed, shook her long silver hair with a comfortable expression on her face, and then - she shrank her feet and got in quickly. Under the warm quilt, Hermione and I leaned together.

"Ah! You haven't washed your feet yet, don't fall asleep!"

Miss Beaver's cheeks puffed up, and she glared at Elena with her big brown eyes. Although she was indeed afraid of sleeping alone for a moment when she first came to school, this did not mean that she would not be angry. , even...even the good-looking Elena can't do it.

"Strictly speaking, this is my bed."

"Your bed, how is it possible... This is the Gryffindor lounge. Elena, please stop messing around."

Elena turned her head, brushing away Hermione's fluffy long brown hair that made her neck feel a little itchy, with a smirk on her lips.

"Don't believe we can make a bet? If I can produce evidence..."

"...If it is really your bed, then I will listen to your arrangements. But, what if you don't produce evidence?"

Hermione wrinkled her nose and stared back without showing any signs of weakness. She was not as afraid of Elena as the little boys like Ron, Draco, and Harry. She decided that she must teach the silver-haired witch a lesson this time. Make her understand that Hermione Granger isn't that easy to fool.

"Nothing but..."

An imperceptible sigh flashed in Elena's eyes.

When she woke up in Hogwarts for the first time, Elena thought it was just an excursion experience that would never come back. She used the buttons on her clothes to imitate a plot she had seen in a movie in her previous life. A brief message was carved on the edge of the bed.

After shaking her head without explaining more, Elena raised her finger, shook it, and said softly, "Touch a little below the right side of your bed. There should be a line of words engraved there, with my initials at the end. "

"Bed edge...lower right?"

Hermione glanced at Elena, stretched out her hand according to the position she directed, and sure enough found a row of medium-deep scratches.

Slowly sliding her fingertips along the letters, the girl read out softly out of curiosity.

"I've been here—"

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It’s another big chapter with more than 3000 words. I thought about splitting it into two parts so that I could update it twice if I wrote more.But after thinking about it carefully, it was better to fill in the previous pits in one go.This is the most comfortable place. The details of sleeping together and eating snacks are actually unnecessary to write down.

Learning life at Hogwarts starts like this, it's the best.Hmm~

If you guys can guess what movie this is, I might evolve. . .Bar?