Elena glanced out the window, it was already getting dark.

Under the deep purple sky was a field of mountains and woods, and the train seemed to slow down, and a faint village with a faint yellow light could be seen not far away, and if nothing else, the train's terminus, Hogsmeade, the only wizarding village in England.

"The train will soon arrive at Hogwarts, so please leave your luggage on board and we'll take you to school. ”

It didn't take long for the hallway to begin to echo like this, sounding a bit like a common electronic broadcast in later generations.

However, considering the interference field of electronics in Hogwarts, and the "we" in the voice, Elena guesses that it is due to some unknown magic of the house-elves in Hogwarts.

"It's all your fault, it's okay now, it's sticky all over my body, and I changed my clothes twice before I got to school. ”

In the box, Hermione glanced at Elena beside her, took off her coat stained with Coke, put on a new Hogwarts robe, and said angrily. As for the boys, they had already been driven into the other boxes by this time.

Elena smiled cheekily.

"It's not a big problem, who told us that we won't know [Cleansing Charm], next time it will be much more convenient. ”

"Do you want to have a next time? If you come again, I will definitely expose you!"

The lovely Miss Hermione Beaver Granger furrowed her brow, wrinkled her nose, and threatened with a fierce expression that she wasn't as afraid of Elena as the little boys.

There are usually only three kinds of friendships between girls, especially young girls. One is the sympathy between Yan and the dog, the other is the chess opponent between the top students, and the other is the most common plastic sisterhood.

There is no doubt that the relationship between Elena and Hermione is a collection of categories 1 and 2, and after an afternoon of chatting, the relationship between the two girls has heated up rapidly, and their actions and words have become much more casual.

"Whatever you want, not to mention that you still need to learn a lot of knowledge to beat me. ”

Elena shrugged her shoulders unmoved, crumpled the stained robe in her hand, stuffed it into the box, and grinned, "And, do you really think that even if they expose me, they will have the courage to resist?"

Hermione's expression was aggrieved and she was about to retort when a long whistle interrupted her.

Woo –

The Hogwarts Express slowed down, with a screeching sound of wheels grinding against the rails, before finally coming to a stop on a small, dark platform.

"Hey, it's cold at night. Don't you feel cold?"

Walking out of the carriage, Hermione shivered in the night cold of Hogsmeade, tightened her robe, and reached out to hold the hem of the silver-haired girl in front of her. No matter what the future holds, Hermione is just an eleven-year-old girl who has just left home, and she is going to school alone, and she is afraid and nervous - fortunately she has a company now.

"Okay, I'm used to it. ”

Elena, who lives in the Scottish Highlands all year round, has a calm face, knowing that the temperature on Loch Lomond is about 3-5 degrees lower than here at night, and breathing this familiar cool air again makes her feel like home.

"Follow me, don't be cranky, concentrate. I'll take you to the freshman meeting point. ”

Looking at the crowd of people pushing and shoving, Elena frowned, turned around and took Hermione's slightly cold little hand.

Most of the passengers on the Hogwarts Express were a group of children under the age of eighteen, and it was impossible to expect any order from them, even if adults got off the train. Of course, this scene is a bit not enough for Elena, who has cleared the large-scale hell-level dungeon [Spring Luck].

Hermione felt her right hand fall into a warm, soft palm, and an extra sense of relief spread up her arm, dissipating the tension in her heart quite a bit.

"Hmm. The girl replied softly, nodded obediently, and obediently followed Elena through the crowd.

The two of them walked along the crowd, and soon saw that there was a giant with unkempt hair more than three meters tall in the crowd in front of them, carrying a lamp, and shouting loudly in the crowd: "First-year freshmen!

"That's Hagrid, the Hogwarts Hunting Ground Guard, and the Keykeeper. As if sensing some uneasiness in Hermione, Elena gently squeezed her hand and raised her voice to explain, "Don't be afraid, he is a very kind and gentle person, and Harry knows him well." Let's get over there. ”

"Hey, Ron, Malfoy, we're here!"

As she spoke, Elena waved her hand vigorously and shouted to the front left, pulling Hermione as she tried to squeeze in that direction. I have to say that in the crowd, there is a different hair color, which is too easy to identify.

Soon, the friends who met on the train successfully converged together, and everyone looked at each other and felt a lot more stable in their hearts.

"Okay, there are no first-year freshmen, do you? ”

After waiting for about another ten minutes, until there were no new passengers on the train, Hagrid looked around at the little hairy people around him, smiled on his bearded face, and shook the lamp, signaling the crowd to follow him.

"First-year students come with me! Watch your step!"

Next should be one of the repertoire programs for first-year freshmen, crossing the river, Elena nodded secretly in her heart.

Following the direction Hagrid was moving, they could be seen walking downhill along a steep, narrow path.

The path was unlit, lit by a lantern from Hagrid, and the dense woods on both sides blocked out most of the moonlight, and the road was dark, and it was obvious that it was not easy to walk by listening to the occasional exclamations and the sound of slippery footsteps ahead.

"Take out your wands, remember the one I gave you in the carriage, a spell that wizards must practice?"

Elena looked at the little wizards gathered around her, and because she didn't move, everyone stopped where they were, and the eight had fallen at the end of the line.

"Well, remember, do you really have to work magic? ”

"Of course I do. ”

"Oh, I feel like I'm going to fail again. ”

The little wizards whispered their wands from their robes and squeezed them nervously in their hands.

"It's good, take it easy. Try to remember the guidance in the book and come with me. ”

Elena let go of Hermione's hand and pulled her black walnut wand from her bosom, swiping her wrist flexibly, and pronouncing the words clearly, "Lumos Maximum!"

A bright white light quickly lit up from the tip of the girl's wand, which, as she had tried on the train, was like an extension of herself, without any sense of obstruction.

"Fluorescent flicker!"

"Fluorescent flicker!"

......

As Elena cast the spell, the surrounding little wizards chanted spells, and the tip of the wand flashed with a bright and dark white light, and everyone gathered together, like a high-wattage flashlight, directly illuminating the path ahead.

"What's going on?"

Hagrid, who was at the front, heard the commotion from the students behind him and turned his head in confusion.

At the back of the freshman procession, a large piece of bright moonlight seemed to suddenly shine on, illuminating the bumpy path.

No, it's not moonshine!

Hagrid rubbed his eyes vigorously.

The clouds in the sky still obscured most of the moonlight, and the light came from the tips of the wands of the few young wizards gathered together, or more precisely, most of it from the wand of the little silver-haired girl who walked at the front.

At the front of the crowd, in the soft white fluorescence, a silver-haired girl with an extraordinarily delicate face was quietly maintaining order, asking the new students to join the queue in order.

As the group progressed, more and more first-year students stopped and spontaneously gathered around them, walking down the rugged and slippery road under the bright fluorescent light like moonlight.

Even many years later, the freshmen and Hagrid could not forget the figure of the girl who had dispelled the darkness like moonlight on that night, on the rugged mountain road—it was the first time they really met, Elena Moonlight Kaslana.

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I'm sorry, this plot is unexpectedly difficult to write.

On the one hand, I stayed up too late, and my body really couldn't hold it. On the other hand, as I've always said, I want to be able to bring a different world and a story, rather than taking people to re-read the original text. And this part of the plot, it is extremely difficult to change. Cut for an entire night. I finally thought of the appropriate way to express it and the plot.

Please forgive the willfulness of an obsessive-compulsive author, if I were to use the original text to promote the plot in large paragraphs, I would rather collapse it all into the chapter (click to expand). After all, when I was a reader, I swore that when I wrote about HP fandom, other readers would have seen it again.

Sorry to wait. Went to bed ~Gray Ash~——by: Your cutest Scottish round-faced fat chicken~