The first two classes in the morning of Hogwarts Year 2A were Potions.

Considering the delay in class, this meant that Elena and the others had to rush back to the common room to get the textbooks, scales, and medicine kits, and then they had to rush to the Potions classroom located on the basement level of the castle.

At this time, Elena suddenly understood some of Dumbledore's hidden plans in the "surprise attack".

Since neither Luna nor Hannah were in Class A, Elena had to move all the textbooks and teaching materials to Hermione Granger's Gryffindor House women's dormitory - unless she could overcome the intricate labyrinthine environment of Hogwarts Castle, or was willing to pull down her face and ask the other students as a road idiot.

Although many young wizards have heard rumors that Elena is a road idiot, as long as Elena does not admit it for a day, and tries to make sure that no more witnesses appear, it will always be just a rumor.

Of course, she could have followed Hannah back to her dorm for the time being, and then waited at the door for Hermione to pick her up for class.

"You don't seem upset?"

Hermione glanced at Elena with some curiosity, as they were on their way to the Potions classroom.

"Professor Dumbledore's placement results are different from what you expected, isn't it?after all, when you were in the dormitory last night, you swore that you announced the results in advance, but apparently Dumbledore must have made a lot of changes on the fly. ”

"Of course, this slap in the face is quite uncomfortable. ”

Elena spread her hands a little helplessly, and said with some itchy teeth as she walked forward quickly, "After all, Professor Dumbledore is the headmaster of Hogwarts, and he will definitely consider many aspects when making a decision - since everything has been settled, I might as well think about how to fight back in the future." ”

"Fighting back?" Hermione asked, a little worried, "Elena, that's Professor Dumbledore......"

"Of course I know how powerful the professor is the greatest white wizard in the world today, but he can't control all the students in every detail, except that he can keep an eye on me. Luna's new students, three new courses, teaching adjustments for the seniors, and research ...... alchemy books"

Elena counted carefully on her fingers for a moment, her eyes shining with a sly light.

"Oh, yes, and things outside the school. Where in this world is there a reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days, and even if he temporarily disrupts the situation of class assignment, at best, it is only to delay my plan, and it is not a big deal. ”

Hermione nodded abruptly and said, "So, what are you going to do next?"

"First of all, I should find a way to convince you to switch sides, and don't continue to help those two old guys trick me-"

"Eh, I didn't, I didn't......" Hermione blinked in a panic, her tongue suddenly starting to knot.

"You've pretty much written the answer on the link, I'm neither blind nor stupid. ”

Elena glanced at the stupid "Calculation Queen" beside her, and sighed tiredly, "Granger? Are you really not fit to be an undercover agent? Your blunt way of talking is probably just a deception to Hannah at best. ”

Undoubtedly? After more than a year of intrigues? Dumbledore had finally found the Achilles' heel of Caslana's family.

This kind of despicable act of launching the wings fighting group, if there is no joint planning between Grindelwald and Dumbledore? Elena can directly break Hogwarts Castle into pieces and eat it all - although I don't know what kind of price and conditions those two old guys offered, but judging by the results so far? She was surrounded by little ghosts now.

The only Draco Malfoy who doesn't look so ghostly? Most of them also plotted against her in their hearts.

As for enlisting Hermione to help her lie together, the two teamed up to deceive Dumbledore's hundred-year-old monster?

Maybe Dumbledore wouldn't have used the Regents all the time, but as a veteran educator who had lived at Hogwarts for almost his entire life? Dumbledore, even if he didn't use magic to extract memories? It is also easy to tell if a person is lying.

"Don't worry, I don't want to do anything just yet. ”

Elena rubbed Hermione's face and explained with a casual smile, "If you want to plan next, then you will find a way to win the first place in all the classes?" Then calm down and study and study the knowledge of magic, so that you can enrich yourself. ”

Hermione shook her head? Breaking free from Elena's clutches, he couldn't help but give her a blank look.

"Huh? It's easy to think about, but it's not certain that you can be the first this semester? I'm not going to lose this time!"

The corners of Elena's mouth curled slightly? Shook his fingers meaningfully.

"Not necessarily? Before you beat me, you might have to think about how to beat Draco - he's been working his studies this summer, and if you slack off a bit, you might not even be able to win. ”

Gilderoy Lockhart edited a small slice of elementary magical knowledge and put it into Draco's memory in the form of an empowerment.

Except for Lockhart and Malfoy, even Dumbledore was kept in the dark for the time being.

When it comes to the practical use of the magic of memory, Elena and Grindelwald share the same opinion...... If the risk factor is low, then try to talk about it first, as for whether it is legal and compliant, that is a question after success.

......

A few minutes later.

Hermione and Elena made their way to the hallway outside the Potions classroom.

Except for them, the rest of the second-year class A had already arrived early, and Elena and the two glanced at each other, temporarily stopped their unnutritious bickering, and carefully pushed open the hidden door and entered the classroom.

Unlike usual, the underground classroom was already filled with steam and all sorts of strange smells.

"Oh, kids, come in—"

Standing on the edge of the podium was not "Severus Snape" as shown in the class schedule, but a bald, slightly chubby old wizard with a walrus beard and a big belly, whose name Hermione remembered - Horace Slughorn, an old professor who had taught at Hogwarts and had only returned to campus this year at the invitation of Professor Dumbledore.

Slughorn turned his head to look at the door, smiling at the two girls who were a little late.

"Severus can't come over today because of something for the time being, so I'll help him bring a lesson first......

Twenty cauldrons between wooden tables in the classroom, with knives and jars of ingredients on the tables, were still empty at the front of the podium, even if the classes were redivided—the exclusive place for Hermione and Elena.

Seeing Elena and Hermione sit down in front of him, the smile on Slughorn's face brightened a little more.

Although he didn't know much about the new Hogwarts, Slughorn had heard of the school's gifted young wizards - a rarity throughout the history of Hogwarts.

"Alright, alright, alright," Slughorn said, his walrus beard twitching over his smiling mouth.

"Students, please bring out the medicine packets, the scales, and, don't forget to bring out your respective Magic Potions and Potions, Professor Snape told me that you just finished the first half of the book last year—"

"Professor?" said Elena with a sudden hand.

"What's wrong, Miss Kaslana?"

"Before this class, can we skip the whole class reciting the "Potions Classroom Safety Management System" and "Self-Inspection Management Specification"? After all, a holiday has passed, and I think these may still be necessary......

"Eh, uh-what, management system, self-inspection what-"

Slughorn was slightly stunned, and looked down at the parchment in his hand that he hadn't looked at seriously.

I saw that in the "entry instructions" given to him by Severus Snape, the first item was [the whole class recited the "Safety Management System" and "Management Specifications", and a complete content was attached at the end.

"Ah, yes, Professor Snape mentioned that...... In that case, children, read it first. After a long summer, having these things can really prevent your little brain from getting confused......"

Horace Slughorn glanced at the two documents cursorely, and nodded slightly in admiration.

In the ten years since he left Hogwarts, Severus Snape, the successor professor of Potions, seems to have put a lot of thought into teaching, and it is no wonder that Albus Dumbledore would value a young professor so much, and with Horace Slughorn's decades of experience teaching Potions, he could see the role that these two rules could play in the classroom.

And as the students skillfully recited the rules, Slughorn's feelings became even more obvious.

For the first time in years, he felt a hint of the atmosphere he had longed for in Potions class—orderly, restrained potions recipes, rather than the chaos of searching for broken diamonds in the fog.

"Good, good," Slughorn said, standing at the front of the room, his already bulging chest pushed forward again, the buttons on his vest looking like they were about to crumble—although he had made up his mind to face the young successor, it didn't mean he was acknowledging that the traditional advantages would be overtaken, and that Potions would ultimately come down to results.

"As the beginning of today's course, I have specially prepared several potions for you to open your eyes, of course, most of them are just a foreshadowing of interest. Some of them you may be exposed to this year, while others may have to wait until the Advanced Class. Now let me take a look at your preparation and basics...... Can anyone tell me the names of these potions?"

Slughorn gestured to the crucibles that had been placed on the edge of the lectern, some of which were already filled, some still tumbling.

Hermione got up from her seat slightly, and she saw that there was a pot of potion as clear as water, but compared to the flames below, the potion did not tumble violently, but was as silent as stagnant water.

Without hesitation, Hermione immediately raised her arms high.

However, Slughorn didn't point at her, but pointed behind her.

"Living Hell Decoction, a potent sleeping pill, can be formulated with narcissus root powder and wormwood. ”

A somewhat familiar voice came from behind Hermione.

Hermione turned around in surprise to see Harry Potter standing up and replying in the affirmative.

"Very right, good, good!" Slughorn nodded happily, "Well done, Potter, your mom was pretty good when she was in school, so ...... now"

He pointed to the reagent bottle on the other side, which was already filled with potions of bright and dazzling green.

Hermione's hand was raised again quickly, but unfortunately, Slughorn didn't click on her this time, as the Potions professor's gaze hadn't had time to look away from Harry Potter.

"Shrinking Potion, Professor. This is what we will learn in third grade, and you are the most perfect form. ”

This time it wasn't Harry who answered Slughorn, but Draco Malfoy, who was sitting next to him, and the boy's somewhat pale face showed a confident look, and he politely bowed his body, and added a fitting sentence.

"This kind of shrinking potion can precisely control the effect of the potion, and in today's wizarding world, the only potion master with such a high quality can be brewed is probably only an experienced potions master like you......"

"Oh, boy, I don't dare to do that. There are many more Potions Masters of my rank. ”

Horace Slughorn waved his hand quickly and said modestly.

However, judging by the smile on the old wizard's face, it was clear that Draco Malfoy's words were quite useful, and what made Slughorn even more excited was that there were obviously more potential wizards in this class than he had previously thought.

"Great, great—I'll add an extra question, well, this was supposed to be an eye-opener for the sixth graders tomorrow, look at what it is. Of course, since it's not finished yet, you-"

Slughorn mysteriously pointed to a small black cauldron beside his podium.

The potion in the cauldron was splashing rapidly, but maybe it hadn't been boiled yet, so the color would suddenly change several times from time to time, and Hermione, who was sitting in the front row, even saw the remains of the potion disappearing on the surface.

A mysterious potion that hasn't been brewed yet?

And it's a rare potion that can open the eyes of sixth-graders?

How could this be guessed?

The little wizards in the classroom looked at each other and shook their heads in confusion.

Hermione, Harry, and Draco had tried to blind a few potions, but none of them had guessed correctly, and Horace Slughorn was slightly relieved to glance at the little wizards who had finally fallen into confused and inquisitive eyes.

If even this unfinished potion could be guessed, then he was really ......

"This should be...... Elixir of Fortune, the Legendary Elixir of Fortune?"

Just as Horace Slughorn was about to uncover the mystery, a lovely voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

I saw that since entering the underground classroom, in addition to reminding everyone to read the rules, the silver-haired little witch who has been quietly, like an ordinary student, gently supported her cheek with her right hand, and whispered with some curiosity.

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