Meanwhile, the Scottish Highlands, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Before you know it, it's close to noon.

After a golden flash of fire, Dumbledore's figure appeared on the covered bridge outside the main entrance of Hogwarts Castle.

"Phew, I'm finally back, and I hope Elena and Gellert can get along better. ”

Dumbledore glanced up at the familiar blue-gray castle and breathed a sigh of relief, with a light-hearted look on his face.

In his long coaching career, the old man had thought that the James Potter Four, or the Weasley twins, were the most troublesome Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had ever been.

However, it wasn't until he met Elena Kaslana that Dumbledore finally realized that compared to this little demon of the world, the children before him were really very worry-free.

Luckily, at least for the next five days, the peaceful Hogwarts he knew would be back for the time being. As for the affairs on the side of Newmengard Castle, with the experienced Grindelwald in charge, coupled with the exquisite and comfortable living environment, even if the half-breed little girl is a little angry, he should be a little more understanding and patient.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore's steps couldn't help but be a little brisker.

"Oh, Headmaster Dumbledore, you've just come back just in time for the order of lunch for each grade year. ”

Before he could open the door to the Great Hall, Dumbledore happened to encounter Madame Pobby Pomfrey, the school's chief medical officer, who was walking down the stairs from the second floor with a piece of parchment in his hand.

In fact, in all of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, with the exception of Dumbledore, who was the headmaster, Pomfref, who was responsible for all the treatment of teachers and students, was essentially the highest-ranking faculty member - except that Madam Pomfrey was unwilling to take on a position other than medical work.

Considering that Professor McGonagall, as Vice Chancellor, is also one of the "military training instructors". Therefore, before leaving the school, Dumbledore asked Madam Pomfrey to judge the grouping of lunches on his behalf if he didn't have time to get back to school before noon today.

"Good work, Bobby. Speaking of which, how are the students in the infirmary?"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, took the parchment from Madam Pomfrey and didn't rush to open it, and the two walked towards the empty auditorium as they talked.

"The vast majority of the students are fine, and the slightly more serious ones are two Slytherin thirds, who have been badly injured in this confrontation and may need to stay in bed for a few more days to recover. ”

Madam Pomfrey frowned, and said dissatisfiedly, "If you want me to say, these children are too careless. Even if the poor little boys were healed, I fear that they will be somewhat overshadowed mentally for a long time to come. ”

To be honest, when she first arrived on the basement floor of Hogwarts Castle, Madam Pomfrey was really scared. She was under the impression that Hogwarts had never had such a serious student brawl.

Thankfully, the most powerful spells used among students were Stun and Petrified - in fact, there were no other more powerful dueling spells taught in Hogwarts' curriculum.

"Well, I've realized that. This is actually the result of the accumulation of many factors, so we will try to break up the four academies to have more opportunities for understanding and communication between them. ”

Dumbledore rubbed his head in dismay, fortunately the culprit had stayed away from the school for the time being, and Cedric and Marcus had been instructed separately by the heads of their respective houses. And judging from the results, because of this brawl, the relationship between Hufflepuff and the Slytherin students broke the ice, and it was barely a blessing in disguise.

"Huh, first grade is good. ”

As he spoke, Dumbledore unfolded the parchment in his hand and glanced at the completion of today's training tasks for each grade, raising his eyebrows rather unexpectedly, and letting out a nasal voice of surprise.

The third-year students led by Professor Snape overtook the sixth-year students led by Professor McGonagall to become the first students in the school. Dumbledore was not particularly surprised by this, after all, judging from yesterday's situation, the gap between the two sides was actually not too big, and considering the accident at noon yesterday, it was inevitable that the sixth year students would have some slack.

To his surprise, after Elena left, only Hagrid's first grade surpassed the sixth grade by a narrow margin, and became the second grade in the school's training program.

"The children of this class are actually amazing. ”

Dumbledore tapped the parchment thoughtfully, and his mind couldn't help but think back to that night when the Sorting House was shivering, and each first-year student had the audacity to speak up to the whole school about their choice, though perhaps in a somewhat inappropriate form.

But there is no doubt that compared to the previous little wizards who accepted the arrangement of the Sorting House in a muddle, this year's young wizards had a clear goal from the beginning. It's not so much about what kind of abilities they have, it's more about the fact that they actively choose what kind of wizard they want to be in the future.

It's just that, because Elena's light was too dazzling before, most of the teachers and students' attention was focused on this girl, so that they ignored the children who were clustered around Elena.

"Perhaps...... In an earlier time?"

Dumbledore's fingers paused slightly, a hint of thought flashed in his eyes, and he whispered - the silver moon rising on the shores of the Black Lagoon, the chance encounter on the Hogwarts Express, or some kind of clue that came earlier......

"I'm sorry, Dumbledore, what did you just say?" Madam Pomfrey, who was sitting on the old man's left hand side, asked in confusion.

"Nothing, just bits and pieces of ideas that need time to be tested. ”

Dumbledore came to his senses, shook his head, and smiled gently, "It turns out that age and experience don't always keep you ahead. This group of third and first graders is amazing, amazing. Let's get ready to celebrate and welcome the students who won today, I can already hear the children's voices. ”

Bang!

With the old man's voice, the door of the auditorium was pushed open again.

A large group of gray-faced first-year wizards rushed in from outside the door like a tidal wave.

Dumbledore stood up, smiling and clapping softly, not sparing praise for the first-year children.

"Congratulations to all of you for your incredible achievement, you have ......"

"Wait, what are you doing?!"

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I'm a little unwell today, and I'm trying to code out the rest of the chapters.

Sorry goo~