[HP] Elena must be a genius

"...if I'm not mistaken, it's curfew time, Miss Leoton."

Elene just went down to the sixth floor when she was startled by a voice from behind. She blinked when she heard Snape's voice, and turned her head to press the fluorescent wand against her chest.Snape was dissipating the time magic.

"Look, Professor Snape." Elene's wand dangled in front of her chest, where the prefect medal was.

"It seems that there are no normal people in Hufflepuff." Snape glanced at her chest and frowned, turning his head away.

"I think you may have misunderstood Hufflepuff."

Seeing him snorting and lighting up his wand, Elene extinguished her wand and followed him down. 'Stop doing that, Elena, we don't want to be mopping the hallways at this late hour. Elena paused and shook her head towards Elena who was approaching.

"Still standing there trying to spend the night on the stairs?"

"Obviously not!" Elene smiled and walked quickly to Snape who was holding a lamp at the corner and followed him.

Elene was a little elated at Snape's behavior of pausing for a while before moving the corner of the stairs like a first grader, humming the school song in a low voice.She looked at the feet of Snape's black robe in front of her, and she forgot one very important thing.

Elene touched her empty shoulder, but Bran was gone... and the puppet she wanted to give to Snape...

Snape couldn't hear Elene's soft humming and turned to look back, frowning.

Elene was still thinking about the two missing puppets she didn't notice Snape's pause, clutching her shoulders and lowering her head, still going down.

The reticent and bitter temperament, the unsavory smell of various potion ingredients, and the sweetness that lingers all year round seem to be two extremes.

Yi Renee looked at the slight distance between the two, and the heat rose directly on her face.

"... Have you hugged enough?" Snape's nose was filled with a sweet smell, and he closed his eyes as he watched the gold that crashed into his arms.

Elene blushed even more when she heard Snape's cold tone from his chest, and quickly stepped back to the corner of the steps smoothly.

"..." Elena quietly watched the tragic situation where Snape quickly pulled her back into his arms and prevented her from falling down the stairs.

"...I'm very sorry! Professor Snape!" Before he could say anything, Elene quickly ran down the gap beside him by his light.

"Elena...I, how can I—" Elene, who knocked on the door of the Hufflepuff common room with trembling hands, tried her best to cover her hot face with her cold hands, trying to let it cool down until now On a sofa in the already empty common room.

Without the gloomy memories of the previous life... the kind of emotion that even I can't understand...

Elena watched as Elena, who was still flushed, sat beside her.

"I, I became very strange, what's wrong here, here?" Yi Renee blushed and touched her heart that was still beating violently, and gave her body to her.

"..." Is this the feeling of heartbeat?Elena touched her violently beating heart, waited for it to calm down slowly, and then gave Elena control.

"...What should I do...it's still jumping——" Yi Renee was relieved when she felt her quiet heart, but when she thought about what happened just now, she couldn't help but feel hot again.

Elena stared at her bewildered and panicked look for a while and smiled.

"It wasn't like this when we used to read pictorials."

It disappeared after speaking.

What's the meaning?Yi Renee dazedly touched her still hot face.

"...If someone is still sleepwalking and not paying attention, it will be an honorable minus point for your academy."

Elene's hand, which was grinding the moonstone, trembled, and she no longer dared to sneak a glance at Snape in Potions class.She blinked and took a deep breath to fully focus on making the potion in front of her.

What she didn't notice was that not only did Snape's words make her tremble, but the little badgers and eaglets who secretly glanced at Elene also turned pale and turned their attention back to the potion. superior.

The puppet is lost...do you want to make a new one for him...but...Yilei stared at her fork in a daze.

"I'm done eating."

Hermione frowned as she watched Harry throw away the cutlery and leave before he finished eating.

"Ron, is there anything wrong with Harry these days?" She asked Ron, who was still eating and reading the junior wizard crash book opposite her.

"Drowsy... Ah no, he hasn't slept well these days and he keeps having nightmares. You know a lot of people think he's crazy." Ron came to his senses, looked at the direction Harry left worriedly explain.

"Crazy...crazy?" Yi Renee asked doubtfully when she came back to her senses.

"Everyone thinks that the return of the mysterious man is a rumor, and the originator of this rumor is... After all, he keeps saying that Bertha Jorkins is dead, but no one has seen her body." Ron waved his hand and continued to focus Put it back on the book and the food.

"..." Hermione looked at Elene's dimmed expression and patted her shoulder comfortingly.

"Would you like to skip class, Your Highness Sugar Princess?"

"...Fred George, I beg you to stop talking—" Irene put down her knife and fork and saw the people around her looking at her again, picked up her book in distress and left the auditorium.

"Hey, what's up with her?"

"I think she'd rather be seen as Elene from before." Hermione shoved a baked potato into her mouth and didn't catch up, and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Irene?"

"...Sorry Luna, I want to be alone—" Irene watched as Luna sat on the tree stump next to her and picked up the quiver to read.

"Where are your shoes?"

"They mysteriously disappeared again in the morning."

"...Put on mine first." Irene searched in her bag and found a pair of house slippers. When she went to the Order of the Phoenix, she stuffed all the clothes at home into the bag.

Yi Renee frowned and smiled at herself after Luna put it on.

"...Who the hell is it?"

"I suspect it was made by the hook."

"The hook?"

Irene loosened her eyebrows watching Luna nod her head.Can steal something from Luna's dormitory, apparently a student of Ravenclaw who lives close to her.

"I just returned to Hogwarts, and the spells that Irene taught me are still useless. And I don't think shoes are something that must be used to cast spells." Luna sat on the tree stump, holding a book and shaking her feet Slippers on the bed, bent eyes looking at the blue dandelions above.Elene smiled watching her actions, this pair of slippers was given to herself by Leona at Christmas two years ago.She wove it by herself.

"Are you distressed? Irene."

"..." Irene nodded as she watched Luna's gentle eyes drooping down. "...Before this summer vacation, I never thought that I would be inexplicably given the title of princess of a country."

"Everyone looks at me with eyes full of... envy and..." Yi Renee closed her eyes, "and calculating."

"I don't like this very much, Luna." She involuntarily scratched her chest, where the prefect badge was worn.She is even worried that this badge is arranged by Dumbledore because of her own status, not because she thinks she has the ability...

"Then will you alienate us because of our different identities?"

"?of course not!"

"Then Irene is Irene, and she won't become a different person just because she has other titles and honors." Luna said calmly, shaking her legs. "One day during Nana's summer vacation, she accidentally fell into the mud and was a bit dirty. My father said that she could use a cleansing spell. She almost fell apart, and I saved her from him." Luna tilted her head and looked Seeing Elene smiling because of her own words, she continued: "We all know that Elene is a very talented wizard."

Yi Renee froze for a moment, and then burst into a bright smile.

"How can I help her?" Irene's eyes darkened as she watched Luna kicking her slippers to the castle.

"It's enough to sit next to her and have a few meals with her in the auditorium." Irene listened to Irena's cold words in doubt and thought for a while before she understood.Since the fact of becoming a princess cannot be changed, let's embrace it.

"Good morning, children." Irene rushed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class after returning to the castle from the outside, and just as she sat down next to Hermione, she heard a greeting in a sweet tone.

"owLs, the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination." Irene watched the pink and tender Umbridge write a few words on the blackboard.

"In the past, your teaching was unsystematic. From now on, you will study the carefully compiled bibliography designated by the Ministry of Magic."

Yi Renee flipped through the book in her hand and found that it was full of text theories.

"Please say."

"It doesn't say how to use defensive spells." Hermione raised her hand.

"Using a spell?" Elene frowned at Umbridge's shrill, sweet grin.

"I don't think spells are required in my class. You will learn defensive spells in a very safe and risk-free way."

"What's the use of that, you can't be without risk if you are attacked." Irene turned her head, and Harry had a cold face.

"You have to raise your hand when you speak in my class." Umbridge returned to the podium with a smile and glanced at the scar on Harry's forehead. When he glanced at Elene, his smile widened a bit.

"The Ministry of Magic believes that theoretical knowledge is sufficient for all exams."

"How can you fight the threats from the outside with theory alone?" Hearing Harry's increasingly angry tone, Elena opened her mouth and glanced at Elena who was standing in front of the podium in front of the classroom. Why is Harry getting more and more irritable? up.

"What threat? Who would attack a child like you?"

"Oh, maybe Voldemort."

Elene watched as Umbridge took a deep breath and wore her sweet smile.

"...the suggestion that a dark wizard is once again at large is a lie, are you right, Miss Leoton?"

Elene was dumbfounded by Umbridge's words and just wanted to speak.

"It wasn't a lie, I saw it! Miss Jorkins she—"

"Enough! Bertha Jorkins is just on vacation! We all know she has a bad sense of time - confinement, Mr. Potter." Irene smiled at everyone as she clenched her hands. "In this class, the contents of one to five pages of the book will be copied twice, and handed over to Miss Leoton before get out of class ends."

"Miss Leoton, would you like some tea?" Umbridge took Elene, who was handing in her homework after class, to her office on the fourth floor.

Her face froze as she watched Umbridge take out a pink teacup from her pink cupboard and pour pink tea from a pink teapot.Her ears were filled with the meowing of cats.

She took a sip and frowned, even if she was a sweet tooth, she couldn't bear the excessive sugar content.

"Miss Leoton, your mother..." Umbridge smiled sweetly and blinked his eyes when he saw Elene's expression turn cold. "Ah, so I hope you can urge to curb the starting point of lies. We all know the truth of the matter."

"Yes, we all know the truth of the matter. I will pay attention to it. Can you excuse me?" Irene looked at Irene who directly interrupted Umbridge and was about to stand up and leave.

"...Miss Leoton. That's right, I'm short of a teaching assistant. I heard you were an assistant in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class before, didn't you?"

"Yes. I'm happy to continue." Elena looked at Elena paused, smiled at Umbridge and agreed to her request.

"Why? You obviously don't want to be her teaching assistant."

"Since I have found it, there is no reason to push it back."

Elena looked at Elena's sneer and blinked.

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Sugar for half a cup of black tea!I asked if it was sweet or not!