[HP] Elena must be a genius

"Ah." In the library, Elene was still flipping through her notes, hesitating whether to secretly write some black magic with minor side effects for Harry, when he heard him cry out in pain.She looked up to see him frowning and touching his own scar.

"Is the scar hurting again?" Hermione and Ron also looked up at him worriedly.

Harry nodded and frowned, rubbing the lightning scar on his forehead with his hands.The pain was unbearable during Defense Against the Dark Arts class today.

"Eat some." Irene handed him a piece of chocolate that she carried with her, and saw that his complexion improved after eating.

"Why does a scar still hurt after more than ten years?" Ron looked at Harry's pain and worriedly stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth.

"...I don't know, it was the same when I met the mysterious man in the basement in the first grade..."

"..." Ron opened his mouth in surprise and couldn't help raising his voice, "Could it be that the mysterious man has entered Hogwarts again—it hurts! Hermione, you are getting more and more fierce every year—"

Hermione took back the book that had slapped Ron and gave him an annoyed look, "Think about what to say and what not to say."

Yi Renee looked around, and everyone around them looked at them inexplicably.

"Loud noise is prohibited in the library!" Ron shrank his neck, and they were kicked out by Mrs. Pince.

"Harry, you'd better go and find Professor Dumbledore, your scar." Although Ron's words were shocking, it's not impossible, after all, Hogwarts can be easily broken into by a reporter .Hermione frowned thinking about Rita Skeeter's nonsense report yesterday, and she still doesn't understand how this woman escaped Dumbledore's sight and entered the campus.

"Licorice sticks! Honey candies! Cockroach piles! Chocolate frogs!—" Harry stared at the hanging door and opened his mouth in surprise. He didn't expect that he opened it by mistake?

"—If you have anything to say, you can ask me face to face! Why are you looking for a child? You are coercing—"

When Harry stepped into the room, he found that the principal's room was extremely lively.

Professor Illya and Professor Moody seemed to have a dispute in front of Dumbledore.

Harry looked at Leona's trembling lips and wide eyes and knew she was very angry now.She even took out her wand.

"...Harry." Dumbledore stood up from his seat when Harry Potter entered, and Harry watched Leona put away her wand and still stare at Moody.

"...Professor Dumbledore, I think I'll come back later."

"It's okay, come on." Dumbledore led Harry into the house, only then did he realize that not only Leona and Moody were in the principal's room, but also McGonagall and Snape frowning in the corner.

"Alastor, are there any questions now?" Dumbledore asked Moody, who was standing opposite Leona, with a blue face, after leading Harry into the house.

"Yes, of course." Moody looked at Leona's darkened face, "How do you explain the problem of teaching black magic to your own children?"

"...Dark magic can protect her." Harry was stunned seeing Leona's calm expression.Irene learned black magic?He never saw her use it.Even Elena, who was possessed by her, did not choose black magic when dealing with others.

"Teaching a fourth year student the Dark Arts, I have a reasonable guess that you want her to be a Dark Wizard Reserve—"

"Alastor - I can assure the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore interrupted him, looking sharply at Snape.

"...I hope she can afford this guarantee." Harry watched Moody follow Dumbledore's gaze and cast a glance at Snape, and said coldly, then dragged his stumped leg and left the principal's room .

"Harry, what's the matter?" Dumbledore turned the topic to Harry after the headmaster's room became quiet.

Harry glanced at Leona, who was picking up the puppet from the table, then at Snape, who was staring at him expressionlessly, and McGonagall, who was looking at him softly, and opened his mouth.

"Professor Dumbledore, my scar hurts again today."

"What?" Harry followed the voice and saw Leona frowned and walked quickly to him, brushing aside the hair on his forehead and staring at it.He stepped back.

"Have you been in pain the past few days?"

"...the 27th of last month..." Harry frowned while looking at the several people present and silenced.

"When did Crouch die?" Dumbledore asked calmly after watching McGonagall send Harry out the door.

"Number 28." Snape, who was still in the headmaster's room, answered his question calmly.

Elene was absently grinding her porcupine quills on her seat, with the third Triwizard Tournament starting in a month.

After Snape walked past her once again as if he treated her as a transparent person, Elene sighed, and looked at his back without any pause with a frown.

Until now she didn't know what she said to Snape when she was drunk that day.

"... Please, Nott." Before the dinner was over, Irene took the potion from Theodore Nott and drank it with a bitter face, handed it to him and watched him leave.The person who delivered the potion had always changed in the past few months, and it was no longer just Draco delivering the potion to himself.

Snape took the medicine bottle from Nott with a deadpan expression and nodded while looking at his equally deadpan face.

"Hogwarts is the venue, and I don't think even the referees are more familiar with the venue than us." Dumbledore said to Bertha Jorkins with slightly curved lips.

"Oh? So who are you going to choose?"

"We decided to draw lots to ensure the fairness and justice of the event."

Bertha Jorkins' eyes flickered and the corners of her mouth hooked, "Then I'm relieved."

"Let me go, Albus." After Bertha left, Leona broke in, frowning and staring at the Triwizard Cup in his hand.

"That's Bertha Jorkins, and Percy works under her." Irene glanced at the stage listening to Ron's whispered conversation, and met her gaze. She stared blankly at Bertha Jorkins. Sha bent the corner of her mouth and took a sip of the drink in her water glass.

"What do you say is in her water glass?" Ron asked again in a low voice.

"It's probably some supplements like red dates and wolfberries." Harry looked up and turned his attention back to the book.

"...you're looking more and more like Hermione now, Harry..." Ron shook his head as he watched him bury himself in the book, and was glared at by Hermione who was also reading. "If he doesn't watch it now, the other contestants won't pity him. He doesn't know any spells."

Elene frowned when she heard Hermione's speech like an old mother.

"Ten points will be deducted from Gryffindor and ten points from Hufflepuff for failing to abide by the house order."

Elene's smile froze on her face, together with Hermione and the others, they turned their heads to look at the expressionless Snape inexplicably.

"Now, take your place, Leoden."

"Before—"

"Gryffindor again—"

"It's my question, Professor Snape."

Snape frowned as Elene stood up, smiled at him, and walked towards the Hufflepuff table.He twitched the corners of his mouth under Harry's glaring gaze.

"Well, another ten points will be deducted from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff."

Elene returned to her seat and watched helplessly that the cups belonging to Hufflepuff and Gryffindor in the college cup leaked a lot of sand, then fell down on the table and pouted.The end of the semester is approaching, did the dean of Slytherin remember to run the performance now?

"Very cute puppet, Hogwarts seems to be very popular with this kind of gadgets recently." Sitting under the tree, Irene looked up from her notes and saw the fat and kindly smiling woman in front of her smiling at her.She was looking at Blanco on her shoulder.

"... yes, Miss Jorkins."

"Mind if I sit down?" Jorkins saw Elene shook her head, gathered up her skirt and sat obliquely on a raised tree root.

Yi Renee blinked a little embarrassedly, not quite understanding why she wanted to find herself.

"I heard Percy say that his younger siblings all have a moving puppet, and I can hear the envy in his tone, and I'm very interested in these gadgets." Irene listened quietly, "You know, when you grow up and can no longer bring certain interests to the surface, it will bring you a lot of trouble and blame."

Yi Renee looked at her with eyes that seemed to have some stories and opened her mouth, but finally said nothing.Jorkins took out her water glass from his pocket, took a few elegant sips, and then smiled at Irene again.Elene smelled the potion, maybe, as Harry said, it was a tonic for the witch to adjust her appearance or body.

"Goodbye, beautiful lady." Seeing that she was about to leave, Yi Renee also stood up.

"...If you like it very much, I can make one for you after the Triwizard Tournament is over, if you don't mind..." Irene put her notes back and said a little coyly.

"...I'm looking forward to it." Jorkins said with a smile when he saw the half necklace protruding from Irene's neck.

Yi Renee stared blankly at her as she licked her own lipstick to make her lips more rosy. She seemed to have seen this action before.

Yi Renee watched the back of her leave and clutched the notebook in her hand, she always felt that something was wrong.

The time for the third event was getting closer and closer, and Irene was relieved when she heard Leona say that she was going to put the Triwizard Cup, so the trophy would definitely not be a Portkey.

On the morning of the third event of the Triwizard Tournament, Elene made the puppet she promised Jorkins and put it in the remaining Christmas gift box before leaving the empty Hufflepuff public rest in a good mood In the room, the little badgers had already gone out to cheer for Cedric.

Unfortunately, when she was going upstairs, she met Snape who was also going to the Quidditch pitch.

"...Professor Snape..."

Snape stared at the little golden-haired troll with his head down and hesitantly, his face darkened when he saw the box she was holding in her hand. If he read correctly, the contents here were similar to the ones Elene gave to others before Christmas. The content of Christmas gifts should be consistent.

"It's something weird again, Leoton."

Elene frowned, she always felt that Snape's mocking tone was a bit strange.She herself was a little guilty, and the Christmas present she wanted to give Snape hadn't been sent yet.

"...Professor Snape, actually—"

Yi Renee quickly grabbed the robe that was about to float in front of her eyes.

"...let go!"

"Professor Snape, please wait for me!"

Snape watched with a dark face as Elene let go of her robe and ran to the Hufflepuff common room.He frowned as he watched Elene's blond hair drifting past his eyes, and went upstairs.

When Elene found the gift box from under the bed and ran back to the stairs, she found that Snape had gone.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of giving Miss Jorkins a gift today, I will also send Professor Snape's gift, so that it should not be too eye-catching.Thinking like this, Yi Renee nodded and agreed with her own thoughts.Blanco on her shoulder also nodded slowly.