Chapter 318: We still don't know what happened in the classroom that day
In a matter of seconds, it was all over.
By the time the onlookers reacted, Drake and Bor, who had been menacing a few seconds ago, were already lying in the corner, holding their arms and wailing in pain.
You know, in order to ensure that the defensive counterattack can be triggered accurately, Elena deliberately aimed at the fists they swung over,
Perhaps for them, fainting directly is a particularly happy thing.
"Shhhhh......h
Looking at the two big men cowering in the corner and crying wolf, Elena rubbed her head with some headaches.
Looking at such a big man, these two people couldn't help but wonder why when they were in Salzburg, those wizards of the Austrian Ministry of Magic, each of them had suffered three enhanced attacks.
Could it be that with the passage of time and age, not only the magic power, but also the physical fitness of wizards will be slightly improved?
Just when Elena was a little distressed, the wailing in her ears seemed to grow louder and louder.
"Ah my hands, my hands!"
"I'm going to die, oh my God, I'm going to die!"
“......”
Elena came back to her senses, raised her eyebrows and looked at the two boys who were still howling, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching Okay, being able to make such a neutral sound proves that these two guys are really just a little pampered.
Bang!
A small, clear fist mark appeared on the stone wall of Hogwarts, scattered pieces of rubble falling in a flurry.
I saw Elena rubbing her wrist and snorting coldly.
"Okay! If you don't want to be beaten, just shut up!"
Accompanied by the crisp and beautiful voices of the three generations of the Black Lord, Drake and Bol, who were still shouting, trembled, and their eyes fell on the fist marks on the stone wall, revealing a trace of fear, and they closed their mouths in unison.
The hallway fell silent for a moment, except for the deliberately muffled wheezing of pain, and ......
Grunt~
The sound of the onlookers swallowing their saliva in an extraordinarily neat manner Is this really, a first-year freshman?
"It's already class time, seniors, I suggest you go back to the dormitory early to rest. ”
Elena turned around, her eyes brushing over the fourth-graders, and whispered with a smile on her face.
Or ...... Are you going to stay and see what will happen after that, whether there are any fun, things, feelings?"
It has to be said that the influence between people is mutual.
For the past two days, Elena has spent more than three hours with Professor Snape every day, and there is a subtle hint of Snape's unconsciously slow, but extremely dangerous, tone.
"Ahem, cough, so sleepy......"
"Go back to sleep, sleep. ”
"There's a whole day of classes tomorrow, and it's a real headache. ”
"Today's history of magic is really interesting, did you take notes, copy them for me. ”
Under the desperate eyes of Drake and Bol, the rest of the fourth-year wizards glanced at each other, tacitly diverted the subject, and quickly left the door of the History of Magic classroom with their textbooks in their hands.
Even the fourth-year students, who are also Slytherin houses, have no intention of staying.
The message of the fist print that Elena had left on the stone wall was obvious enough that savvy Slytherins would not be stupid at such times, not to mention that the way Slytherin houses got along was originally different from the intimate relationship of Hufflepuff.
In less than a minute, the entire classroom and hallway was empty.
All that was left were two little wizards with desperate faces and trembling faces, a lovely third-generation Dark Lord His Highness, and the righteous companions behind her, whose morale was so high that it was about to explode.
"So, it's just the four of us......"
Elena tapped her index finger on her lips and said thoughtfully, revealing a kind smile.
"Don't be afraid, it's a misunderstanding. The main purpose of my coming here tonight is not to fight and take revenge, but to reason with you, after all, you still have to be classmates for so many years. ”
As she spoke, Elena grabbed Drake and Bol's ankles with both hands, ignoring their violent struggles, and effortlessly dragged towards the already empty history of magic classroom, as if holding two fluttering balloons.
"Don't be afraid, my healing magic is skilled and doesn't leave any scars...... Rest assured, I'm a professional. Draco, why are you still standing stupidly? Come over and help close the classroom door. ”
"Oh, oh, yes, big sister!"
......
No one knew what was going on in that classroom.
Many students privately speculated that Drake and Bol had been subjected to extremely brutal torture and torture.
But strangely, they didn't show any scars on their bodies. Even the previously twisted and broken arm was restored, and nothing seemed to have happened except for some dust on the robe.
And when the professor and the rest of the students asked about it, they also insisted that it was all exaggerated rumors, and they just had a friendly chat with Elena, a first-year student, for a quarter of an hour.
Similarly, the fist prints on the wall at the entrance to the History of Magic classroom mysteriously disappeared as if they had never appeared, and all that was left to the dictation of the students present was all that was left to the events of that day.
The only thing that can prove that something did happen that night.
That is, Derick and Bol began to call Elena the eldest sister, just like the other first-year freshmen.
And......
In the Potions class the next afternoon, when Elena's hand lit up with the light of healing magic, Drake jerked up like a convulsion and slammed the cauldron on the table to the ground, causing a flurry of confusion, and Slytherin House received the first points deduction for the Potions class of the semester.
Other than that, Hogwarts finally spent the day peacefully.
It is worth mentioning that the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, which Gryffindor and Hufflepuff freshmen are looking forward to, seems to have caught the attention of Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Otto Apocalis as well.
The two of them wandered past the classroom door almost every few minutes, and finally simply stood not far from the classroom door, observing the situation inside the classroom and chatting quietly.
This made almost everyone in the classroom very nervous, and the most pitiful of all was Professor Quirrell.
As a new professor at Hogwarts, he may have wanted to behave too much in front of Professor Dumbledore.
Even Harry, who was sitting in the back of the classroom, could clearly see Professor Quirrell's trembling hands, his wand and books in his hands picked up and put down from time to time, as if he didn't know what he wanted to do.
Naturally, the whole lesson became a joke.
Perhaps because he was too nervous about Dumbledore, Professor Quirrell's stuttering reached new heights, and he couldn't even say a long part of the teaching, so he could only speak a little calmer when he turned his back to the class and wrote on the blackboard.
"Professor Quirrell is so pitiful, he has not used his teaching skills at all...... If Professor Dumbledore hadn't come to the hearing, he might have fared better. ”
During dinner, Hermione whispered to Elena beside her while cutting the steak in front of her.
For a brilliant student eager to learn, today's Defence Against the Dark Arts class was so disappointing that Professor Quirrell's lecture wasn't even as useful as she was studying on her own.
"Perhaps, but in that case, Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Otto might have to be frightened. ”
Elena pursed her lips and replied absentmindedly as she cut the steak with an unhappy expression.
You know, just because she helped Malfoy get justice last night, she was nagged by these two fussy seniors in the headmaster's office for a whole noon, so that her plan to go to the Hogwarts kitchen and teach the elves about the process of making Wellington steak had to be postponed until tomorrow.
She is not stupid, in front of the second generation of the Dark Lord who is in a worried state of mind to attract attention, isn't that to snatch the last bit of "Allah's Horn" Harry Potter.
As for why he sat down to eat with Hermione, the reason was simple.
Hufflepuff Year 1 classes are with Gryffindor every Wednesday, from the first herb class in the morning to the next two Defence Against the Dark Arts classes.
And in the evening, Elena has to go with Gryffindor House for an extra astronomy lesson, of course, and of course, there is also a flying lesson on Thursday and a Potions lesson on Friday morning.
Therefore, according to the agreement between Hermione and Hannah, Elena wears a Gryffindor uniform every Wednesday and Friday, and sleeps in the Gryffindor dormitory at night.
Mutter~
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