Everyone has their own fears, and Elena is no exception. If she were to do the ranking, Albus Dumbledore would definitely be in the top three.

It's not that because Dumbledore is the most powerful wizard in the world today, but because since he was a child, he was the second person to be ruthless enough to punch Elena's ass - and most importantly, this spicy old radish is very ruthless!

Hearing the sound in her ears, Elena, who was still talking and laughing with Hannah, only felt that the dull hair on her head jumped in fright for a moment.

Looking at Hannah Lori next to her, who looked as usual, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough, she was too full and began to feel sleepy, so that she had auditory hallucinations......

"It's not an illusion, it's just a simple little spell, look at the faculty seat. ”

As if hearing her thoughts, Elena's gentle voice rang in Aelena again, and the girl turned her head to look over the crowd to the faculty seat, only to see Dumbledore smiling and waving at her head.

Hey?

Elena frowned in confusion and thought about it. It seems that before this, except for guiding this class of young wizards to learn to take the initiative to fill in the volunteers, they didn't do anything too out of the ordinary.

She had already been beaten once for mortging Hogwarts to Gringotts. With Dumbledore's character, he shouldn't be able to grasp this point and turn over old accounts repeatedly.

Elena raised her head, cautiously observed Dumbledore's expression, and after making sure that there was no danger, her heart calmed down a little, and nodded towards Dumbledore, just as she also had some doubts that Dumbledore needed to answer.

"I'm waiting for you in the principal's office, just behind the megalithic monster on the eighth floor of the castle, you've been here before. The password is [Sugar Rat]. ”

Before Elena could squeeze out of the crowd, Dumbledore whispered, turned around, and left the auditorium through the side door next to the faculty chair, surrounded by Professor McGonagall and a group of other faculty members.

"Hey, hey?!Wait, I don't know the way......"

Elena nodded subconsciously, then immediately reacted, raised her hand and shouted loudly - no matter in her past life or present life, the skill of recognizing the way is an extremely difficult existence for her.

After all, science has proven that there is no direct correlation between IQ and whether you are a road idiot. Especially in a terrible place like Hogwarts, where she had only traveled twice back and forth, why was Dumbledore so sure she would remember the way?

"Forget it, it seems that God wills so, and the lovely Elena can only release the headmaster's pigeons today...... Hey, people!"

The silver-haired little Lori pursed her lips and turned around to return to the Hufflepuff rebirth sequence, only to find that Hannah and the others had disappeared without a trace.

Speaking of which, of the four Hogwarts house lounges, she seems to be the only one who has never been to Hufflepuff House.

There doesn't seem to be much description of Hufflepuff in the original book, except that it's located next to the kitchen on the first floor - good, so the question is, where is the kitchen, and what is the password.

"Gryffindor freshmen, hurry up and don't fall behind......"

Just as Elena began to get agitated, Percy Weasley's voice could be faintly heard, and not far ahead, Dumbledore's lion cubs were lining up and disappearing behind the porch.

"Wait for me, wait for me!"

Elena's eyes lit up, and she quickly chased after the robes that were in the way, and quietly stuck at the back of the Gryffindor team, as soon as she reached the Gryffindor floor, she knew how to get to the headmaster's office.

As for the kind of thing as asking for directions frankly and admitting road idiots, it is absolutely impossible, and it is impossible in this life, she is the proud Elena Kaslana!

Elena followed the Gryffindor first-year students through the noisy crowd and out of the auditorium and up the marble staircase.

After Percy twice led the crowd through the door hidden behind the sliding baffles and hanging drapery, Elena was very glad that she had chosen to be lost in the living magical castle if she had been alone.

I have to admit that in terms of reliability alone, Percy, an excellent student cadre of the three good students who is the prefect, is actually quite competent. The whole process of the journey was unusually smooth under his guidance, even if he encountered a mischievous Peeves on the way, it didn't take much time to deal with the past very decently.

It wasn't long before the Gryffindor cubs stopped.

Elena stood on tiptoe and looked, and she had reached the end of the corridor on this floor, where there hung a portrait of a very wealthy woman dressed in pink, although she had not seen her before, but Elena still instantly understood her identity - the "dormitory aunt" in the common room of Gryffindor House, the fat woman.

With that said, the destination has arrived, the eighth floor of the main castle of Hogwarts.

The silver-haired little Lori turned around, and sure enough, not far behind her, there was a huge stone monster squatting extremely ugly.

"Sugar rats!" said Elena, following the command Dumbledore had left behind.

I saw that the monster suddenly came to life, and jumped to the other side silently, and the wall behind it quietly cracked in half. Behind the wall was a familiar spiral staircase, and at the end of the spiral staircase was a gleaming oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of a sphin's eagle's head, and Elena knew that Phoenix Fawkes and Dumbledore were waiting for her behind that wooden door.

Glancing behind her, the fat woman had already removed the door of the Gryffindor common room, and the first-year Gryffindor freshmen were climbing in through the hole in the wall in turn—what a blessing, all the children who were left behind by the teacher, and in their previous lives were angels with broken wings—Elena pursed her mouth in envy, raised her feet and stepped onto the revolving escalator, and there was a boom behind her, and the wall closed again.

"Hey, Granger, why did you stop? I'm dying of sleep, and I just want to get in bed right now. ”

Harry Potter, who was crawling in with his head bored, felt a kick on the door of the head, looked up, and found that it was Hermione Granger who suddenly stopped in the middle of the hole in the wall, and was looking behind him with a puzzled expression.

"Well, I think I saw Elena just now. ”

Hermione blinked suspiciously, looking uncertainly at a gargoyle at the other end of the hallway, as if she had seen a flash of bright silver hair pass from there.

"Ho-" Harry couldn't help but yawn and shook his head sluggishly, "How is it possible, the eldest sister's academy is said to be one level below the auditorium." ”

- yes, it's probably dazzling.

Hermione shook her head with a dumb smile, most likely because she was a little uncomfortable on the first day of school, so she hallucinated, after all, it was the first friend she had met in school, but unfortunately the two couldn't get into the same house, otherwise she would have liked to have a few more words with Elena. But luckily, you should be able to see Elena tomorrow when class is in class.

At the same time, the rector's office.

Albus Dumbledore sat behind the wooden desk with his hands crossed, looked at Elena who pushed the door in with great interest, and said with a smile.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Miss Elena Kaslana. Let's briefly talk about some of the problems Hogwarts faced after it was mortgaged. ”

Oops! Spicy old turnip, this is the rhythm of turning over old accounts!

"I'm sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry, so I'll go to the toilet first. ”

The look on Elena's face froze, and she quickly turned and pulled the doorknob behind her.

There was a hint of helplessness in Dumbledore's eyes, and the two interlaced index fingers easily tapped at each other, and with a soft click, the oak door shrank tightly.

"Rest assured, it won't be long. Don't be too nervous, just a few short sentences, it's not a bad thing. ”

Desperately pulling the door, the silver-haired little Lori turned around, her back pressed against the door panel, and looked at the white-bearded old man behind the desk with a wary face.

"I believe you're a ghost, you bad old man_____"

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(The transitional chapter, slightly bland, plus late.) Sorry!!So this chapter is free. ）

Today, I thought about it for a long time and deleted most of the content I wrote, on the one hand, because the pressure of the first order was over 10,000, and the pressure of the average order was much greater than I imagined, and on the other hand, because I re-examined myself, and found that I couldn't help but write hi at the mortgage Hogwarts and the sorting ceremony, so that the original follow-up plot didn't look so amazing and a little out of tune.

So I thought about it carefully, re-conceived the plot points, and finally burst out several plot points that were several times more exciting than before, and I promise that it will definitely make everyone shoot amazing god-level ideas, and the super satisfying ideas of the ancients!!

Now the whole person is extremely excited, and his mind is full of plots. It's just limited to hand speed, and I can't code it out for the time being!

On the weekend, I will let you watch it a lot!!

Confident!Proud!Proud Chinese round-faced fat chicken!Coo-coo!