With this abrupt shout, everyone in the auditorium who was watching Fudge intently was startled, and then turned around one after another, curiously looking at the location where the voice was made.

There, a silver-haired little witch froze in place, looking as if she wanted to go back to the first-year sequence behind her, clutching a dirty, crumpled peaked wizard's hat in her right hand.

"Huh, huh?!"

Elena blinked in confusion and frowned at the dangling hat in her hand.

You know, she didn't do anything just now, she just wanted to sneak the Sorting Hat back into the queue for the other little wizards to wear.

The Sorting Hat was deliberately stuck at this point to speak, and if it wasn't intentional, Elena would have eaten it. The girl desperately rubbed the hat in her hand that began to pretend to be dead again, and she had written down this hatred.

Feeling everyone's eyes on her back, the silver-haired little Lori took a deep breath and turned around.

While she hadn't cared about the feeling of being in the limelight, it was definitely a terrible time, especially if she was on the watch list for both the Ministry of Magic and the school board, and she had to find a way to keep a low profile.

Fortunately, over the years, the cruel life experience has given Elena a very skillful experience in how to use her innate advantages - skills, [cute and mixed up], launch!

"Minister, I'm sorry. I...... I'm a little hungry. They said that they could eat after the hospital, so ......"

In the sight of Connelly Fudge and Dumbledore's party, they saw the silver-haired little witch shake her body, quickly turned around, waved her hand in a panic, and said timidly.

As she spoke, the girl rubbed the hat in her hand helplessly, and stomped her feet on the floor a little crampedly, her delicate little face wrinkled together looked particularly pitiful, making people feel the urge to reach out and help her smooth it.

“......”

All the teachers and students of Hogwarts suddenly fell into a strange silence, and looked at each other at the people next to them, wondering if they were hallucinating, the style of the painting did not seem to be quite different from what they had seen before.

You know, Elena's momentum of threatening the Sorting Hat with her wand is so impressive that everyone has a strange sense of confusion when they see such a little girl-like silver-haired little Lori.

"Oh. ”

Dumbledore subconsciously let out a soft sigh and rubbed his forehead with some headaches, he was so familiar with the girl's appearance, almost every time she made a trick, she would show this appearance.

So much so that now when he saw Elena put on such a look, he felt his temples swell slightly.

However, Fudge, who had never seen Elena's previous appearance, was obviously tricked.

"Ahem, it's us who should say we're sorry, dear. ”

Fudge cleared his throat and looked around at the silent Hogwarts students, especially the group of new students standing on the side of the Great Hall waiting for the Sorting House, and a look of apology appeared on his face - now it seems that the most likely thing is that the small actions of the mysterious remnants of the party have implicated Hogwarts, and the arrival of the Ministry of Magic today has not played any role.

The little wizard walked up to Elena, slowly crouched down, touched the girl's silver hair, and replied with a pleasant face.

"Rest assured, you'll be able to eat dinner soon. There are so many good things to eat at Hogwarts, and I've been here for seven years, and I can't say I've eaten all of them. ”

The total number of wizards in the whole of Britain is not very large, even if you count the Squib and some Muggle members of the wizarding family, it may be at most a hundred thousand at best. Unlike most politicians in the Muggle world, the Ministry of Magic is still in a relatively loose and open organizational structure.

In addition, the relationship between wizards and wizards is usually not limited to simple social positions, so Cornelius Fudge, as the Minister for Magic, has always been very friendly to young wizards, after all, in a sense, Hogwarts is the future Ministry of Magic. (Click here for more information about Cornell Fudge)

"So will Hogwarts be sold, and will I still be able to go to school here next year?"

Elena hugged the Sorting Hat hard, let out a soft pop, and raised her head to whisper, her lake-blue starry eyes glinting. Facing the girl's immature face, Fudge's heart softened, and in a few years his daughter should be of school age.

"Of course not, Hogwarts belongs to wizards! Believe me, no one will be able to get you out of this school!"

Connelly Fudge replied with a stern face, then quickly stood up, tightened his trench coat and looked around at the rest of the Ministry of Magic employees and board members behind him.

"Gentlemen, look at these young faces, we must not let them down. Time is running out, let's get moving!"

"No problem, I'll get the family to start paying attention to the currency called the ruble. ”

"The Malfoy family will fully support the Board's decision. ”

"Mr. Minister, we will definitely find out about that person's background as soon as possible!"

This time, everyone, including Greengrass and Lucius Malfoy, did not raise any further questions, nodded one after another, ignored the goblins in Gringotts, and walked out of the hall quickly.

Obviously, the wizarding world will fill the void in the future, at least in the field of law and order, and the economy.

"See no, this is human. ”

Leos took a deep look at Dumbledore, as well as the innocent and cute silver-haired little Lori, and whispered to Garry Vickers beside him meaningfully, "Never underestimate their shrewdness, but don't think too highly of them." ”

"Alright, let's go back, I'm starting to miss the jingling babes in my vault. The weather in the Scottish Highlands is really cold. ”

Squeak –

Boom!

Soon, as the last goblin left the halls of Hogwarts Castle, Filch, the gatekeeper, eagerly closed the door and re-isolated the noise from Hogwarts.

In the hall, the students who had been suppressed for a long time finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, and talked in a low voice, after all, all this experience just now was too exciting and exciting for them.

"Ah, that's good. God, it looks like everything is finally back on track. ”

Professor McGonagall rubbed her palms vigorously and let out a sigh of relief, glancing at Dumbledore, scanning the chattering students, and quickly turning to the square stool where the Sorting Hat had been placed.

"Alright, Miss Kaslana, thank you for your help. Now, you can put down your poor Sorting Hat and head to the Hufflepuff House ......"

Before Professor McGonagall could finish speaking, she saw Elena put the wizard hat in her hand back on the quadrangular stool, made an OK gesture to Professor McGonagall, raised the corner of her mouth to reveal a cute little tiger tooth, stepped back, and then raised her hand and waved to the first-year freshmen next to her.

"Hey, what are you waiting for! Don't you want to finish the hospital early and sit down to eat?"

The freshmen, who had been in a neat queue and dressed in floor-mopping black robes, looked at each other, and did not know who was leading the way, and swarmed up, looking at Elena who was standing in the place of Professor McGonagall in front of her.

"Look at what I'm doing, do you still need me to teach you?"

Elena raised an eyebrow and reached out to gently smooth the Sorting Hat as much as possible, revealing an encouraging smile.

Then, under the watchful eyes of all the teachers and students of the school, the freshmen took their wands from their bosoms in unison, formed a circle, pointed to the Sorting Hat with excited faces, and read it aloud with a little trembling with nervousness.

"Draco Malfoy, Slytherin!"

"Harry Potter, Gryffindor!"

"Terrebut, Ravenclaw!"

"Hannah Abbott, Hufflepuff!"

“......”

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I'm tired, I don't seem to have changed my state, I sent it directly, thank you for your support. The testimonial on the shelf will not be sent first, and I will work hard to code the word to goo~

The round-faced fat chicken that was put on the shelves without saving the manuscript felt so desperate!!