Hogwarts on the tip of the tongue

"uh-huh?"

Hearing Dumbledore's voice, Hermione, whose mouth was gagged by the grilled sausage, snorted lightly, with a look on her face that said it was indeed the case.

The next moment, little Hermione seemed to have thought of something, and her expression suddenly became anxious. She struggled to swallow the food in her mouth, and her big brown eyes stared at Elena, full of panic and worry.

Just by looking at Dumbledore's tone in the "broadcast", anyone could tell that it was definitely not like what Elena said before about commending outstanding students who had won Easter eggs.

"Ah, it seems I guessed wrong. It doesn't seem to be an Easter egg."

Elena spread her hands helplessly and said with a look of regret.

In fact, according to her best-case scenario, it was possible for Dumbledore to hold his nose and take the blame.After all, what happens once is familiar again, and this is not the first time that she has cooperated one-sidedly with the principal.

"Anyway, things have already happened, let's eat before we talk. Try this..."

The silver-haired little witch picked up a grape egg tart with a coveted face, approached Hermione and said with a smile.

As a troubled student who was a frequent visitor to the teacher's office in both her past and present lives, Elena had no fluctuation in her heart when faced with Dumbledore's "Department of Discipline Report" report, which was neither salty nor bland. She even wanted to laugh a little.

Snapped!

The egg tart flew sideways.

"Do you understand the seriousness of this matter?!"

Looking at the white-haired dumpling in front of her who still looked indifferent, Hermione suddenly felt an inexplicable fire rising in her heart. She dropped the minced meat pie in her hand, slapped the egg tart in Elena's hand hard, and poked it with her finger. He poked his head and shouted angrily.

"We disrupted Dumbledore's arrangements and took away the food belonging to the senior students. If you continue like this, it will not be as simple as deducting points, but you may be expelled directly."

Following Hermione's sudden outburst, the first-year students who were discussing in low voices around them were also frightened. They closed their mouths and looked nervously at the two little witches in the middle of the crowd.

At the same time, the vague sense of uneasiness that shrouded the hearts of most freshmen was pierced.After realizing the importance of the matter, almost everyone put down the food in their hands with concern, and an atmosphere of panic and uneasiness quickly spread and expanded silently.

Facing Hermione who was like a little lion, Elena seemed to be frightened. She was stunned for a moment and did not refute immediately.

"..."

The smile on the silver-haired little witch's face gradually faded away, as if in slow motion. She rubbed the back of her slightly red hands, stood up slowly, and took a deep look at the fried-haired Miss Beaver.

Meeting Elena's gaze, Hermione couldn't help but tremble slightly. It was the first time she had seen Elena like this - in her blue eyes as clear as lake water, except for a little surprise, there was no anger or panic. Emotions.She was obviously just a little witch of the same age as her, but she felt inexplicably oppressed as if she was facing Dumbledore.

Hermione felt her courage slipping away like an ebbing tide.

"I……"

Biting her lip, the girl summoned up the remaining courage, raised her head and was about to say something, when she saw Elena's white palm approaching her head quickly. She shrank her head in fear, subconsciously closing her eyes, thinking in her mind She recalled how Ron and Harry described to her at the dinner table last night how Elena defeated three boys on the train alone.

"You, sometimes you just think too much. Thank you, it's really okay."

Elena stroked Hermione's fluffy brown wavy hair like a cat and said softly.

Then, the silver-haired little witch turned around, looked around at the little wizards who were looking at her eagerly, smiled brightly, nodded generously and admitted.

"Yes, Hermione guessed something right. Taking food from the kitchen in advance is indeed not an Easter egg in [Basic Wizarding Life Training]. This is just a small discovery I made in the rules set by Professor Dumbledore. It’s just a loophole.”

After hearing Elena admit this matter with their own ears, the little wizards, to be precise, even Hagrid, all of them felt as if a pot had exploded, and the expressions on their faces became panicked.

"But what does that matter?"

The environment suddenly became so noisy that Elena had to raise her volume several times to ensure that her voice could be heard above the crowd.

"This event is not fair in the first place. To put it bluntly, even if you have the consciousness of death, you still can't beat the senior students who are stronger in body and more powerful in magic."

"What's more, even if the physical disadvantage is gone, neither I nor Mr. Hagrid can use advanced magic or use expensive potions to help everyone win in a safer situation. "

"So, from the very beginning, we in the first grade have been abandoned, the group at the bottom of the food chain."

Elena glanced at Hagrid who was deep in thought next to her, and then at the indignant but helpless first-year students. She adjusted her breathing and continued speaking in a slower tone.

"Maybe you can give up, maybe the professors have their own considerations. But..."

Elena's face darkened, she gestured to her chest with her thumb, and said in a serious tone, "As a first-year freshman, as your eldest sister, and as your teaching assistant, my most basic and simple position is to find a way to prevent you from To be injured, not to go hungry, not to be bullied by the upperclassmen, to be able to learn from activities.”

In the open field, there was no other sound except the girl's clear voice.

"Besides, I proposed the plan, opened the kitchen door, let everyone eat the turkey, and asked the house elves to pack the food... Even Professor Dumbledore's [broadcast], Didn't he just call my name?"

"I caused the trouble. Even if there is any punishment, it won't fall on everyone. Everything is mine."

Elena breathed a sigh of relief, smiled easily, and waved her hands, just like a kindergarten aunt urging children to eat, "Don't look at me in a daze, the meat won't taste good when it's cold."

"So, Professor Dumbledore's side..."

After a long time, Hagrid broke the silence with difficulty, his voice a little dry.

"I'll be fine if I go alone. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

The silver-haired little loli turned around and walked towards the castle, waving her hand gracefully.

If you do something, you must think carefully and take the initiative to bear the consequences, no matter good or bad - this is what Benitez has always taught her, and it is also the principle she adheres to.

"But..." Hannah also stood up, a little hesitant.

You can't look back. If you look back, the heroic aura you finally created will be gone.

Elena muttered silently in her heart, while walking forward unhurriedly, and said calmly and lightly.

"Relax, I carefully studied the latest version of the "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Rules and Regulations" last night, and there is no punishment for this kind of behavior. Even in the principal's office, Dumbledore can't do anything to me. of."

"But……"

Looking at the silver-haired little witch who was about to enter the castle, Hannah gritted her teeth and simply shouted out, "...but Elena, aren't you a road idiot? Does it really not matter?"

In the sight of everyone, the silver-haired little Loli who was drifting away suddenly staggered.

A somewhat embarrassed voice came from afar.

"With so many portraits and ghosts in the school, I would ask myself!"

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