Chapter Ninety-Two: Elena smiled sadly
Following the direction of Lavender Brown's finger, the young wizards who had stayed in the field turned their heads to look over.
I saw a burly giant walking down the hillside, and behind him were several little wizards who looked like dwarfs.
Almost immediately, Hermione saw the figure with bright long silver hair in the crowd, and the strength that she had forcibly maintained in order to deter the rest of the first-year freshmen disappeared instantly, and the suppressed anxiety and grievances suddenly exploded, and she rushed forward with three steps and two steps.
"Do you know how worried people are...... Not. β
"I'm sorry to worry everyone. There is good news, as well as not-so-bad news. β
Elena trotted all the way to the first-year freshmen, easily suppressed Hermione's little Lori who wanted to come over to teach, looked around at her immature face, shrugged her shoulders and said cleanly.
Although it is not an easter egg, after explanation and discussion, Professor Dumbledore stated that he does not intend to delve into the matter - there will be no deductions, no confinement, or copying of sentences. So, you can continue to enjoy this hearty lunch with confidence. β
After receiving the girl's affirmative answer, the big stone in the hearts of the little wizards who had been nervous finally fell, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, showing smiles, and some even couldn't help cheering.
"Whew, that's great. β
"Yay!"
"I'm finally relieved......"
"Long live Sister Elena!"
To be precise, since Elena appeared, all the first-year freshmen seemed to have found the backbone, and the tension and hesitation that lingered in the air of the venue dissipated in an instant.
After a while, when the mood of the crowd had calmed down, they gradually began to notice another thing in Elena's mouth.
"So...... Sister Elena, what's that bad news?"
A boy in a Hufflepuff robe with curly hair asked curiously.
Justin Finchrie, a young wizard from a Muggle family like Hermione Granger.
The reason why Elena remembers his name is not that she has a deep impression of this character's role in the original time and space, but what she remembers most is the self-introduction he briefly brought during the small talk.
If he hadn't received an offer from Hogwarts, Justin Finchrie would have gone to Eton High School, which is considered to be the best in Britain and must be chosen by the British royal family, political and economic elites, and the most famous aristocratic high school in the United Kingdom.
Although there is not much mention of Justin Finch's family background in the original book, anyone who can enter this school will definitely not have a simple family background, except for a few gifted geniuses, and usually at least have a noble status - this is not a false name like the platinum nobles made up in the fandom in the previous life, but a real nobleman who has been officially canonized by the royal family.
In other words, if it is only in terms of family background, the Malfoy family's status in the wizarding world may not necessarily be as high as the Fenrieri's status in the non-magical world.
"This is a leek seedling that is worth cultivating......"
Elena looked the cute little wizard up and down, if she was going to try to merge the non-magical world with the magical world in the future, then Justin Finch-Finchrie could play a much more useful role than most pure-blood wizards.
Thinking of this, the silver-haired little Lori smiled gently, her delicate face became a little brighter, and explained patiently.
"Well, because we're affecting the meals of the seniors. In order for us to realize the seriousness of our mistakes, the school kitchen will not be open for our first grade tonight. β
Elena spread her hands helplessly, revealing a sad smile, "In short, we'll have to figure out how to get food by ourselves tonight." β
"It's not fair!" complained Justin Finchrie with some indignation.
"It's okay, at least we still have so much food from the kitchen. A pretty little witch of Indian descent patted the boy on the shoulder and said lightly, judging by her Ravenclaw uniform, it was Padma Pettil, who also had a twin sister in Gryffindor.
"No...... Professor Dumbledore said that the excess food would be recycled from the kitchen. β
Ron, who had heard Dumbledore's words, shook his head sadly, raised his finger and pointed behind the group, "Look, they're already here." β
"What do you mean? Oh...... Nope!"
Padma Patil turned her head in confusion and let out an exclamation.
At some point, a few house-elves wearing tea towels with Hogwarts insignia suddenly appeared behind everyone, and as the elves snapped their fingers one by one, the excess meat piled up on the tablecloth was disappearing rapidly.
"Wait! Stop, that one won't work!"
At this moment, Elena felt Hermione in her hand suddenly burst out of nowhere, and directly broke free from her suppression, and pounced on a white tablecloth ball with a panicked and anxious face, grabbed the tablecloth with both hands and hid it behind her, looking at the house-elf who was gradually approaching with a pleading look.
"Please, we'll just keep that, we'll be out of ...... soon"
Syllable!
The house-elf snapped his fingers calmly, and Hermione was empty, leaving nothing left.
"Wait ......"
"I'm sorry, dear ma'am, but this is Professor Dumbledore's request, and I hope you understand. The elf bowed respectfully, not giving Hermione more time to react, and with a soft sound, disappeared directly into the field.
Seeing Hermione's lost expression, Elena walked over rather amusedly, habitually about to make a few jokes.
"When did little Hermione start to learn to steal food...... Huh?"
Feeling the sleeve of her coat being pulled on, the silver-haired little witch turned her head, and Crabbe's cautious voice came from her ear, "Ahem, big sister, that Miss Granger specially left for you." β
"Huh?" the expression on Elena's face froze, and her eyes were slightly touched, was it food that she had left for her......
Oops, what to do? She's the worst at dealing with that.
Fortunately, at this moment, Hagrid's shout was suddenly heard not far away.
"Hey, Elena, first-graders, I've got a good idea. β
Hagrid walked out of the hut with a large pocket in his hand and waved excitedly at everyone.
"I suddenly remembered that I had made a lot of rock crust cakes, and although they might not have been so tasty, at least everyone's dinner was settled. β
"Hagrid, you know how to cook?!"
Harry's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the giant in surprise, he could hardly imagine such a rugged man wearing an apron.
"Well, of course. β
Hagrid raised his chin, glanced down at little Harry, and said proudly.
"I'll have a lot of stuff, anyway, after all the years I've been alone in the hunting grounds, I've had to learn to take care of myself. Come on, come on, everyone can try it first. β
As she spoke, Hagrid pulled a hard biscuit from her pocket and shoved it into Elena's hand.
Rock skin cake?
Hearing this name for the second time, Elena, who was a little distracted, finally reacted, isn't this the legendary Hagrid hut that can be used as a self-defense weapon, and can easily smash normal human teeth.
Seeing a group of ignorant little wizards taking the rock skin cake with excitement on their faces, the corners of Elena's eyes twitched.
Sure enough, the next moment, there was a cry of pain on the field.
"Hey, Mr. Hagrid, I think we'd better try some of the more normal foods first. β
Elena shook her head helplessly, patting a somewhat frustrated Hagrid and suggesting.
"But...... We didn't have anything else to eat for a while, except for rock skin cakes. Hagrid, frustrated in his cooking skills, said with a bit of a dullness.
"No, there is. And...... It's also abundant. β
Elena smiled sadly as she looked at the sparkling Black Lagoon of Hogwarts behind her, as well as the Forbidden Forest with dense vegetation at the edge of the field.
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The two are more successful!Keep the promise ~~~
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