Detachment is actually more troublesome than entering into an illusion.

It's like hacking into a surveillance camera, and after making waves in the bedroom, you have to remember the original position of the pillow and bedside doll, and match the action to the environment before removing the illusion, so as to successfully hide from the world.

If the deviation was too great, even if Umbridge was a Muggle, she could realize that she was being tricked.

For example, at least Elena and Hermione should sit up straight and the table top tidy again.

A few minutes later.

Syllable.

"Alright, give me the homework and excerpts by next Tuesday night, and put them with you now......"

Elena snapped her fingers and dissipated the illusion magic that surrounded them.

With the disappearance of the "duality rewinding structure transformation magic", Elena quickly stood up and clapped her hands, using her body movements to connect the incongruity of the moment's reality-illusion coincidence, attracting the attention of the other students in the classroom.

But in Hermione's opinion, even if she didn't pose so rigorously, it didn't matter.

After copying the texts for an afternoon, most of the students were in a trance, like dolls with empty eyes.

"See, if it weren't for me, you'd be playing bad like this now. 」

Elena gave Hermione a smug look, Derpy swaying from side to side on top of her head.

Hermione pursed her lips rather speechlessly, and rolled her eyes back.

"Oh, stinky chess basket—"

“...... Next time, it's better to simply change to Go, lose as many times as you lose, and stop after winning three rounds. ”

The corners of Elena's mouth twitched, and she thought in her heart that in her impression, Europeans and Americans were not good at this kind of chess.

You know, although she secretly slandered Hermione from time to time as if she was a humanoid calculator.

But in fact, Hermione's memory and learning ability are a little stronger, and they are far from reaching the level of artificial intelligence.

After the development of the ternary computer in the wizarding world was completed, Elena's first task was to ask the scholars to try to develop a chess logic that could be automatically iterated, and then let Hermione experience the limits of human intelligence.

Ignoring the provocation and banter in Ji Ji's eyes, Elena glanced at Umbridge, who had already walked out of the classroom, and looked at the little wizards in the classroom who were still in a trance, and said refreshedly.

"Forget about homework and texts, let's go to dinner first, eating is the most important thing!, and then go back and rest......

"By next Tuesday night? That's a little bit easier. ”

Neville Longbottom shook his sore wrist, wrinkled his face, and sighed.

"I don't even know where I made mistakes, and I don't know where to find the original version of the book. ”

"It's okay, you can copy my and Hermione's ......"

Elena replied rather generously, with Hermione's disdainful eyes, cheekily spread her hands, and continued to explain.

"Excuse me? Besides? I can't help you too much......"

"At most, Hermione and I can give you some tips on homework? You know what? Just like last semester, just for reference? But the 'tips' that can't be copied directly in full - the rest is up to you. ”

Aside from a few small wings, she doesn't plan to make her exclusive cheats public for the time being.

Is it not uncommon to have snitches at Hogwarts? Finally fooled the toad? She doesn't plan to expose the showdown so early, and Gilderoy Lockhart's hole card should not be abused, otherwise sooner or later something will go into big problems.

Besides, at least for now? Let these little wizards copy the textbooks? Not a bad thing.

If nothing else, it will take a maximum of half a month for the Defence Against the Dark Arts class to undergo a certain degree of change.

After learning about Umbridge's teaching methods, Professor Remus Lupin, who is now the head of Defence Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, will definitely step in and add the missing practical part to the students' current curriculum.

Wait until the students have a solid theoretical knowledge as a foundation? And then to experience Professor Lupin's interesting practical teaching, what is the comparison between the two? Students can appreciate the cuteness of "Moon Face" more deeply - as for Umbridge, as the bad guy who sings the white face? She directly starred in her true colors, so that students can know how to cherish the time of practical classes.

"Huh? Professor Umbridge? It's horrible......"

Harry said with a heavy heart? It was as if he had foreseen the countless days of misery that lay ahead.

"You haven't seen a scarier side, Harry. She's the senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic. ”

Draco Malfoy moved his aching shoulders and sighed with palpitations.

"I have a hunch that this may be just the beginning, my father used to say at home, but any wizard who can become a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic is definitely not a person that ordinary wizards can handle...... In the future...... Alas......"

"Well, though...... I think she's a bit perfunctory......"

Justin Finchrie shrugged his shoulders and complained in a low voice as he cleaned up his desk, "Today's whole class, except for copying books and reading aloud, if this is the case in the future, this professor's job will be too easy, right?"

"Maybe it's because this is the first class? I heard that Professor Umbridge only started yesterday. ”

"Well, it's still Professor Apocaris's class that's interesting......"

"I've heard from my dad that the Ministry of Magic has an opinion about Professor Apocalis' way of teaching, they think it's the way to train battle wizards hundreds of years ago, and now it's a time of peace, so there shouldn't be so many confrontational ......"

"But it's not safe outside, didn't you catch a mysterious person's fanaticism in the school last semester?"

“......”

Amid the muffled grumblings of her classmates, Elena and Hermione glanced at each other and did not participate in the discussion.

For Hermione, playing most of the class for the first time in her history made her feel a little embarrassed guilt in addition to her excitement, and Elena's reason was simpler—it was all expected by her.

The only thing that disappointed her was that Umbridge didn't seem to be so hated right now.

According to this accumulation of emotions, Elena estimated that if she wanted to make the students have strong resistance, she would have to wait for at least half a month, or about a month...... Maybe she'll have to find a way to help Umbridge store some anger.

As for this period of time, anyway, she doesn't have to copy texts, isn't it fragrant to play chess in class?

"Aren't you going to find Professor Dumbledore?" they blended into the crowd downstairs, and as they returned to the Great Hall for dinner, Hermione asked curiously, "You are also involved in the curriculum reform at Hogwarts, if you have been copying books......

"So what does it matter?" said Elena nonchalantly, "I have to admit that Defense Against Magic Theory, in addition to being a little boring, is still a good primer on Defense Against the Dark Arts - by the way, I'll get you a copy of Defense Against Magic Theory from the bookstore in a few days, and you can take a look at the rest of the content, just for reference." ”

"Oh yes, I almost forgot...... You're Her Majesty now......"

Hermione raised an eyebrow and looked at Elena thoughtfully.

If Gringotts made a move, then Umbridge's dilemma of not having a textbook in class just now can be explained.

After all, according to Elena's previous description, most of Diagon Alley is almost her property, and wanting to take a certain book off the shelves is just an owl letter for her, but it's just ......

"Elena, is the reason why you say this about The Theory of Magical Defense to cover up your plan mistakes?"

"No! Absolutely not, everything is under control!

"Hehehe...... The next time you lie, it's a good idea to find a hat to put on. ”

Hermione glanced at the unhappy silly hair on the top of Elena's head, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Compared with the lonely coldness that seemed to have no last resort, as we get along these days, although this white-haired dumpling has become a little more stupid and cute, and the number of mistakes has gradually increased, but somehow, it has made people closer.

Recalling the scene of the stinky chess basket playing repentant chess in class just now, the corners of Hermione's mouth raised slightly.

"Are you secretly laughing at me?!" Elena looked at the little beaver warily, staring—

She always felt that since she had been defeated by Hermione in chess, Miss Granger had from time to time looked at her with a very strange gaze that had usually fallen on Tie Hanhan in the past.

"No, it's just that I'm happy about it. Hermione replied casually.

"Don't learn from me! and...... What's the joy of it?"

Elena raised her empty right paw and gestured to scratch Hermione's waist.

"I warn you, oh, don't tell Hannah and Luna about this, or ......"

"Because ......"

However, before the threat in her mouth could be spoken, Hermione gently held Elena's right hand hanging in the air, and her amber eyes reflected the pair of blue eyes and delicate faces that were close at hand, and said seriously.

"I can finally touch you, Elena, this feeling...... Very happy. ”

"Huh?"

Elena was stunned, her eyes touched the bright eyes, and she suddenly felt a little weak.

Don't take it personally!

Compared to the purity in Hermione Granger's eyes, her flowery white-haired balls seemed to be a little dangerous, and if this rate of progress continued, she felt that she might have to suffer a knife sooner or later.

"Uh, oh - haven't I been there all the time - weird - let's go eat, I'm hungry. ”

"Well, I'm a little hungry too, don't worry, I won't tell them. ”

Hermione smiled and nodded, not continuing to explain, blinking mischievously.

"No one will know but me...... You're a stinky chess basket. ”

"You're laughing at me!"

"Well, a little bit, didn't you laugh before that I couldn't fly?"

............

In the midst of the fight, the two went to the foyer of the auditorium and found that the outside was already crowded with students waiting in line for dinner.

As soon as they reached the end of the line, a playful and exaggerated voice suddenly came from the aisle not far away.

"Irina Ivanovich?

Irina?

The foreign student who was previously assigned to Slytherin House?

Elena and Hermione turned sideways to look that way.

I saw that the first-year students were walking into the foyer from outside the castle at this time, and not far from them, four or five senior Slytherin students were standing in their path, obviously waiting for Irina to return.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Irina looked up calmly, stopped and asked.

Since she had just finished her herb class in the greenhouse outside the school, she and the little wizards behind her were covered with a lot of mud at this time, and the undersides of their robes were a little gray, but this still did not affect the girl's cold gaze.

She frowned slightly as she looked at the seniors standing in front of her.

She had some impressions of the person in charge, a boy who had competed with her for the shadow prefect the night before, and was said to be one of the Quidditch members of Slytherin House, as if his name was ...... Lucian Pol?

"Please give way, you're blocking our way back. ”

"Of course, you are a celebrity, I just know that the Ivanovich family is so famous!"

Lucien Pol grinned maliciously - he had a letter in his hand, which looked as if it had just been opened, and behind the letter there was a newspaper, but it was not written in English.

"Novat Ivanovich, Principal of the Dorez School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Kodos, tsk...... Once tied with Professor Dumbledore, he was known as the great wizard of the soul pillar of the Russian wizarding world. And the Ivanovich family, the oldest magical family in the Russian wizarding world, is not one. With such a glorious and enviable family history, why didn't you tell us about it before?"

"Oh, wait...... It's weird, isn't it, it's weird. ”

Lucian Bol pretended to pat his head and said with some confusion.

"Why did the granddaughter of the headmaster of the school of witchcraft and wizardry in Kodos Dorez come to study at Hogwarts, did it mean that the school of witchcraft and wizardry over there had closed down? Oh, that old man died a few years ago......?

"Shut up—"

Irina shuddered slightly, and roared in a low voice, like a female beast about to get angry.

"What's the matter, Miss Shadow seems to be scared, or are you worried about this ......?"

Lucian Ball's eyes flashed with malice, and he deliberately raised his voice so loudly that everyone in the hallway could hear it, while dramatically pulling away the newspaper behind his letter and muttering to himself.

"Oh, why did my family send me a foreign newspaper, is the old guy on this cover Novat Ivanovich? Why does it look a little embarrassed, hey, there is a translation into English - let me see, Novat Ivanovich, on April 26, 1986, he incited hundreds of wizards to openly cast spells in front of Muggles, seriously violating the International Wizarding Union Secrecy Act, and indirectly and directly led to the death of hundreds of wizards and thousands of Muggles......"

"Oh - it's terrifying, and the legendary Dark Lord is nothing more than that, right?"

Lucien Pol smacked his lips rather exaggeratedly, and continued to read aloud with a hint of disgust and sarcasm in his eyes.

"After trial, Novat Ivanovich was sentenced to confiscation of his wand and permanent imprisonment on suspicion of violating the Law on Secrecy, spreading the 'Death of the Wizard', and instigating others to be infected with the 'Death of the Witch'...... There was no death penalty, and if I were to say, the Ministry of Foreign Magic was too gentle - oh, so it was because the 'Death of the Wizard' might pollute the death chamber, tsk, what a ......"

"Wow, there's a picture behind this, which is said to be the appearance of the 'Witcher's Death' after infection!"

Pol let out an exaggerated cry and raised his hand to hold the newspaper in his hand.

"Is this still human? Maybe the trolls are better looking than them, right? Miss Ivanovich, did you tell your friends that you might turn into a monster? Sorry, but it says that the offspring infected with the 'Witcher's Death' are also infected. ”

“...... Sorcerer's Fall? What's that?"

"I've seen this in books, it seems like a curse developed by Muggles......"

"No, no, I guess most of it was made by the dark wizards—"

With Lucien Ball's voice, a whisper rang out in the auditorium.

Immediately afterward, with Irina Ivanovich as the center, the surrounding little wizards unconsciously stepped back, and many of them whispered while looking at the girl with a strange look.

"My grandfather...... It's not a monster! It's not a dark wizard! Shut up!"

Irina Ivanovich shuddered and drew her wand sharply.

"You don't know, you don't know how many people my grandfather has saved, he's just ......"

However, before she could recite the incantation, the two senior wizards standing behind Lucian Pol waved their wands before her, and two pillars of magic light landed on the girl's thin body, knocking the wand in her hand away.

"Hey, some great wizard on the same level as Professor Dumbledore, I'm just casually talking, are you serious? In my opinion, you're just a stupid, disgusting, Muggle-kissing traitor to the wizarding world......"

Lucian Pol grinned, smirked, and reached high in his hand to catch the girl's wand.

"As a wizard, you can take your wand...... Otherwise......"

Bang!

Before the smile on Lucian Pol's face could fully emerge, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on his right, and then a heavy object smashed directly into his face, smashing him to the ground.

"Sukabule, despicable, don't let you bully my friends!"

Danilova rubbed her wrist, snatched the bag from Irina's hand, and rushed forward, without waiting for Lucian to get back to her feet, and slammed the boy's head and face, while her mouth snapped a series of Russian tongues.

“Иванович，нестойнаместе，мыпойдемвместеипобьемэтихублюдков.” (Click here for translation...... ）

"Uh-huh, осторожно!

Irina was stunned for half a second, then reacted immediately, quickly picked up her wand and began to fight back.

Although she didn't know why this fellow from the Muggle world was so angry, she also knew that this was not the right time to ask, she was mainly attacked just now, and if it was really a magic battle, she was not afraid of those seniors.

But......

Irina looked at the boy who was covering his lower body and crawling on the ground to dodge, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

This fellow from the non-magical world is really ruthless -

Ignoring the strange stares that looked around, Danilova waved her school bag, fists, and knees mercilessly, and chased Lucian Ball for a while, giving the boy no room to breathe.

Last night, when she spent the night in the dormitory of the senior sisters, she heard a lot of stories and learned a lot of knowledge.

One of the most impressive is that in Hogwarts, after using fists and weapons to suppress first, and after getting closer to melee scuffle, most of the senior boys may not behave as well as a house cat when they are caught off guard.

Anyway, magic is very magical, as long as you don't kill it directly on the spot, most of them can be saved directly.

Not to mention......

Danilova's gaze swept over the chest of the old wizard seated in the judgment seat in the newspaper photograph.

On the chest of the strange and kind white-haired old man was pinned an extremely conspicuous and strange sign, on which was a red drop-shaped object, as if it were dripping blood, and on this drop of blood were three dotted lines that were staggered from each other.

Perhaps, most of the people present did not know what that thing was.

But as the daughter of a nuclear physicist, how could Danilova not know what it was, because in the middle of her father's study, there were several identical pieces - the Chernobyl Rescue Medal.

Of course, except for one piece that belonged to Mr. Alexey, the rest were collected by him through various sources.

According to my father, this is the most painful and profound lesson, and no scholar of nuclear physics should forget the disasters they caused on this land and the sacrifices of those who died to protect the world.

Combined with the information that the Slytherin senior boy had just revealed, Danilova understood everything almost instantly.

She was 100% sure that if her father was here at this time, he would have rushed forward without hesitation.

............

"Elena, are you still going to take control of the situation, this should be the responsibility of the head of the house!"

Not far away, Hermione glanced at the girl beside her, a little uneasy.

As Irina picked up her wand and joined the fray, the already crowded foyer became even more chaotic, and the spell provoked screams and angry yells in the crowd, and it seemed as if it was about to turn into the first large-scale brawl of the school year.

"Don't worry, I don't have to do it for the time being, because ......"

Elena shook her head with a relaxed look on her face, and looked sideways at the stairs on the other side of the foyer.

I saw that in the crowd, a small figure rushed out of the crowd with an unrivaled momentum, like a meteor piercing the starry sky, and crashed straight and anxiously towards the place where the dispute occurred.

"Our new Discipline Inspector (Hufflepuff) has arrived, so let's familiarize her with the workflow......

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