Chapter Eighty-Seven: I'm Everything

"Huh?"

Hearing Dumbledore's voice, Hermione, who was gagged by the grilled sausage, snorted softly, with a look on her face that was indeed the case.

The next moment, Hermione's little Lori seemed to think of something, her expression suddenly became anxious, she tried to swallow the food in her mouth, and her big brown eyes stared at Elena tightly, full of panic and worry.

Based on Dumbledore's tone in the "radio" alone, anyone could hear it, and it definitely didn't look like what Elena said before about rewarding outstanding students who won easter eggs.

"Ah, it looks like I guessed wrong, it doesn't seem to be an easter egg. ”

Elena spread her hands helplessly and said with a look of regret.

In fact, according to the best-case scenario she expected, Dumbledore would actually be able to pinch his nose and carry the pot off. After all, it's not the first time that she has unilaterally cooperated with the principal.

"Anyway, it's already happened, let's talk about it when we're full. Try this ......"

The silver-haired little witch picked up a grape egg tart with a blushing face, and leaned in front of Hermione and said with a smile.

As a problem student who has been a frequent visitor to the teacher's office in her past and present lives, in the face of Dumbledore's unsavory "Discipline Office Report" report, Elena's heart did not fluctuate, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Syllable!

The tart flew sideways.

"Do you understand the seriousness of this?!"

Looking at the white-haired dumplings in front of her, who still looked indifferent, Hermione suddenly felt a flame rise inexplicably in her heart, dropped the minced meat pie in her hand, slapped the egg tart in Elena's hand hard, poked her finger at her head, and shouted angrily.

"We disrupted Dumbledore's plan and robbed the seniors of their food. If you continue like this, it will not be as simple as deducting points, but you may be directly expelled. ”

With Hermione's sudden outburst, the first-year freshmen who were talking quietly around them were also frightened, and closed their mouths and looked nervously at the two little witches in the middle of the crowd.

At the same time, that layer shrouded the hearts of most of the freshmen, and some hazy uneasiness was also pierced. Realizing the importance of the matter, almost everyone put down the food in their hands with a heavy heart, and an atmosphere of panic and uneasiness quickly spread and expanded in silence.

Facing Hermione, who was like a lion cub, Elena seemed to be frightened, and was rarely stunned, without refuting it at the first time.

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The smile on the silver-haired little witch's face faded, as if in slow motion, she rubbed the back of her slightly reddened hand, slowly stood up, and took a deep look at the fried Miss Beaver.

Hermione couldn't help but tremble slightly when she met Elena's gaze, the first time she saw such Elenaβ€”there was no anger or panic in her blue eyes as clear as a lake, except for a little stunned. is obviously just a little witch of the same age as her, but inexplicably gives her a sense of oppression as if she is facing Dumbledore.

Hermione felt like her courage was fading like an ebb and flow.

"I ......"

Biting her lip, the girl mustered up the only courage left, raised her head and was about to say something, when she saw Elena's white palm approaching her head quickly, shrunk her head in fear, and subconsciously closed her eyes, recalling how Ron and Harry described to her at the dinner table last night, how Elena beat three boys by herself on the train.

"You, sometimes you just think too much. Thanks, actually, it really doesn't matter. ”

Like a cat, Elena stroked Hermione's long, fluffy brown wavy hair and said softly.

Then, the little silver-haired witch turned around, looked around at the little wizards who were staring at her, smiled, and nodded generously in acknowledgement.

"That's right, Hermione guessed a few things right. Taking food from the kitchen in advance is indeed not an easter egg for [Basic Wizard Life Training]. This is just a small loophole in the rules that Professor Dumbledore has made. ”

Hearing Elena admit this with her own ears, the little wizards, including Hagrid to be exact, everyone instantly exploded as if the pot had exploded, and the expressions on their faces became panicked.

"But what does it matter?"

All of a sudden, the environment became so noisy that Elena had to raise her voice several times to make sure her voice could be overpowered by the chattering crowd.

"This event is not so fair in the first place. To put it mildly, even if you have the consciousness to die, you still won't be able to win against the older students who are physically stronger and magically stronger. ”

"What's more, even if the physical disadvantage is not there, neither I nor Mr. Hagrid will be able to use advanced magic or use expensive potions to help everyone win in a safer situation. ”

"So, from the very beginning, we were abandoned in first grade, the ones at the bottom of the food chain. ”

Elena glanced at Hagrid, who was lost in thought, and then at the indignant but helpless first-year freshmen, adjusted her breathing, and continued in a slower tone.

"Maybe you can give up, maybe the professors have their own considerations. But ......"

Elena's face sank, her thumb compared to her chest, and her tone was serious, "As a first-year freshman, as your eldest sister, and as your teaching assistant, my most basic and simple position is to find a way to keep you from getting hurt, not starving, not being bullied by the seniors, and being able to learn from activities. ”

On the open field, there was no other sound than the girl's crisp voice.

"Besides, I came up with the plan, I opened the kitchen door, I made the turkey for everyone to eat, and I had the food packed by the house-elves...... Even Professor Dumbledore's [Broadcast] only called out my name. ”

"I caused the disaster, and even if there is really any punishment, it will not fall on everyone's heads. Everything, with me. ”

Elena breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled easily, and waved her hand, just like a kindergarten aunt's gesture urging the children to eat, "Don't look at me in a daze, the meat won't taste good if it's cold." ”

"So, Professor Dumbledore's side......"

After a long time, Hagrid broke the silence with difficulty, his voice a little dry.

"I'll just go alone. Rest assured, I've got you covered. ”

The silver-haired little Lori turned around and walked in the direction of the castle and waved her hand in a dashing manner.

If you do something yourself, you have to think about it and take the initiative to suffer the consequences, whether good or bad – that's what Benitez has always taught her, and that's what she has always lived by.

"But......" Hannah also stood up, a little hesitant.

You can't turn back, and if you look back, the heroic momentum that you have built up with great difficulty will be gone.

Elena thought silently in her heart as she walked forward unhurriedly, and said calmly and lightly.

"Relax, I carefully studied the latest version of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Rules and Regulations last night, and there is no punishment for this kind of behavior. Even when I got to the Headmaster's office, Dumbledore couldn't do anything to me. ”

"But ......"

Looking at the little silver-haired witch who was about to enter the castle, Hannah gritted her teeth and simply shouted, "...... But, Elena, aren't you a road idiot?

In everyone's sight, the silver-haired little Lori, who was gradually moving away, suddenly stumbled.

A somewhat embarrassed voice came from afar.

"There are so many portraits and ghosts in the school, I will ask myself!"

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Coo~