The main hall of the Great Hall on the first floor of Hogwarts.

As lunchtime approached, students from all over the school castle gathered in the hall to sit at the long table and chat while waiting for the delicious food to appear on the white plate.

However, as time went on, the conversation in the hall shifted from the discussion of the mysterious and wealthy Mr. "Otto Apocalis" to the young first-year wizards who had just arrived in the cafeteria—Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff boys, who had just finished their Potions, Cooking, and Cooking classes.

Suck ~ slippery.

Justin Finchrie waved his arms and said to Ron Weasley and Harry Potter at the next table.

"It turns out that the senior class has been scaring us all the time - like those bad jokes when we started the school division. Sister Elena was right, Professor Snape wasn't as expressive as he was, but he was definitely the best professor I've ever met. You can't imagine how much fun Potions class was today. ”

"If I could, I'd rather have one Potions lesson from Professor Snape every day. ”

Ron raised an eyebrow and pursed his lips, his face full of disbelief:

But George and Fred didn't seem to have anything very good to say about Professor Snape every time they mentioned it during their holidays. As far as I know, Professor Snape's classes have always been the place where the most points have been deducted. ”

"Come on, Ron, your twin brother has always been very exaggerated. Anyway, I only believe what I saw, Professor Snape gave Elena a point in class today - you know, just before class, Elena had confronted Professor Snape once. ”

Ernie McMillan, who was next to him, shrugged his shoulders while greedily sucking on the snail shell in his hand, and retorted vaguely.

Let's not say that seeing is believing, and hearing is false.

Trust between people is built up little by little.

Whether it's the moonlight that illuminates the winding mountain road, or the reliably simulated Chamber, whether it's the extra intensity of training that leads by example, or the daring and thrilling plan to rob the kitchen, whether it's the reliable back of the active break, or the precise operation of sitting at the front of the Potions classroom as a standard demonstration......

Compared to the older students who have been playing up the horrors and hardships of the sorting ceremony since they entered the school, and who are secretive about the rules and regulations of the entire school, and even all the adult wizards, Elena is obviously much more credible than the open, exemplary, considerate and reliable others.

Not to mention, with Elena's help, all the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw wizards successfully completed the first Potions class practice in their lives, and made quite a successful [Cheese Baked Snail].

In this way, Elena's reputation in the hearts of this group of little guys has almost soared to the full value in one breath - but there is an essential difference between her own strength and the ability to make the people around her succeed.

"No, Professor Snape is very strict, and I can see him at the door of the classroom. ”

Hermione frowned, her tone full of doubt.

"Professor Snape is the coldest and most terrible professor in the entire school, and so many Gryffindor seniors say the same. It's not logical that each of them will collude and lie to us together. ”

"Indifferent and harsh?maybe, but Professor Snape, the most terrible Professor you call him, took us all to catch snails in the Forbidden Forest during recess, I don't think so. ”

Justin Finchrie shook his fingers in a daze, and his chin nodded to the snail shell in Ernie's hand.

"Well, that's the big snail that Ernie and I caught next to the Forbidden Forest, and used it as a raw material for making [Cheese Baked Snails] in the potions practice stage of the second class. ”

"Catch snails?"

Hearing Justin's explanation, Hermione's eyes showed a touch of confusion, and she subconsciously shook her head, "No, the first session of the Potions class should be to learn [Scabies Treatment Potion], I obviously memorized ......"

"Don't forget, Hogwarts has changed, Granger. ”

It is rare to see the "second sister" who has always been extremely arrogant and confused, Justin Finchrie smiled, crossed his arms and said in an imitation of Elena's tone.

"Having a beginner who doesn't even have a good grasp of basic knife skills and heat to start directly with potions configuration is undoubtedly a great disrespect for potions and their own safety. As Professor Dumbledore has said, Hogwarts is going through an unprecedented crisis, and each of us needs to contribute some small amount of effort to the school. ”

"Medicine and food are of the same origin, just as various potion recipes will correspond to different potions, and different cooking processes will also have established dishes - whether it is boiling [scabies treatment potion] or cooking [cheese baked snails], it is essentially a process of processing and combining materials, except for the difference in the final result, there is no difference in the relevant knowledge learning. ”

There is no doubt that the rhetoric that Elena had been preparing for months, and that could even impress a Potions master like Severus Snape, could not have been more simple than to use against Hermione Granger, who had only been studying her textbook for a month.

And for an obedient student like Hermione, just the two labels "Professor Snape accepted" and "Professor Dumbledore suggested sharing" were enough to dispel all the doubts left in her mind.

"Has the Potions course changed? Oops...... I didn't have any pre-study at all. ”

The next moment, Hermione's face suddenly changed, and she said anxiously.

"Do you take notes, can you lend them to me to take a look......

"Don't worry, we haven't pre-studied, and we haven't all succeeded at one time. Granger, you're so smart, you must be fine, in fact, according to Professor Snape, the whole process is very similar to the process of [scabies treatment potion]. ”

Ernie McMillan shrugged his shoulders and said with a relaxed expression.

"Granger, though, if you really want to know more. Wouldn't it be better if you went directly to the eldest sister's head? Our whole class followed the standard movements of the eldest sister's head and completed the operation step by step. ”

"Speaking of which, I really want to be able to taste the food made by my eldest sister once...... It must be delicious, right? After all, Professor Snape couldn't help but eat it all in one sitting. Of course it would be better if Sister Elena could feed me with her own hands......"

As he spoke, Ernie conjured up the image in his mind, a silly smile on his face that he was daydreaming.

The same scenes and conversations take place in almost every Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw first-year person.

There was no doubt that both the abrupt change in the style of Professor Snape and the tantalizing aroma of cheese baked snails were enough to ignite the curiosity of all the students, and a small range of exclamations erupted from time to time throughout the auditorium.

In the midst of the discussion of the reform of the food and potions classes, the secret history of Professor Snape, the reason for Professor Snape's indifferent expression, and the unspeakable pain of the professor's past slowly spread among the students for the first time in the promise of "don't tell anyone, I'll only tell you".

It's just that if these stories really burst into power, it will take a period of brewing and an opportunity to promote.

Sure enough, all this was made up by the lustful white-haired ball.

"Don't think about it, she's going to choke you to death. ”

Hermione glanced at Ernie McMillan, who was in a daydream, raised her eyebrows a little displeased, and slapped Ernie's head hard in annoyance, pulling the little boy out of his fantasy.

As she spoke, Hermione looked at the cheese baked snail on the tray in the little boy's hand, and her stomach squealed slightly.

"Okay, I see. Leave a cheese baked snail for me to study, and I'll ask Elena in the afternoon herb class. ”

- This is learning and reference, well, definitely not because she's hungry.

Unconsciously, Hermione also seemed to have some shadow of Elena on her body.

"Don't...... Second sister, we only have this one left. ”

Justin Finchrie and Ernie McMillan were shocked, and suddenly came to their senses, and pleaded pitifully.

"Hannah and Susan should have a lot more out there, and they're better than what we make, or ......"

Based on this week's experience, the little wizards have almost summed up an unwritten first-year power system.

When Elena was present, naturally all the glory went to the eldest sister.

And when the eldest sister is not there, Hermione Granger and Hannah Abbott are in the first row at the same time, and in the event of a conflict with one of them, the wisest thing to do is to summon the other "second sister" to buffer.

"Hannah?"

Hermione looked up at Hannah Abbott, who was uncharacteristically quiet at the Hufflepuff table, looking at the door of the auditorium in a daze, her face flushed unconsciously - for some reason, since that little whisper about the white-haired dumplings in the morning, she suddenly felt that Hannah was not so difficult to contact.

"Strange to say...... Why didn't Elena come to the auditorium with Hannah. ”

It was then that Hermione suddenly realized what the hell Hannah was waiting for.

Obviously, for some unknown reason, Elena didn't leave the classroom with Hannah at the end of class.

"Could it be that Professor Snape and Professor Dumbledore ......?"

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Mutter~

Today there is only one chapter ~ but a big chapter of three thousand words ~

Sort of a normal update for today.

I still owe more to add 1K, and I continued to write~

The chapter says that the explosion plan will continue to open—— and within 24 hours, it will reach 500 chapters and add 2K words, two chapters are 4K, and three chapters are 6K~

Yesterday's update didn't reach Oh~ So you can not add more~ Justifiably!

PS: Dear round-faced fat chickens, did you give the cute [Elena Kaslana] a heart today?