Do you think that's really okay? Professor Dumbledore. ”

Madam Pomfrey looked at the golden-red figures working in the Ravenclaw orchards not far away, and said worriedly.

"It's been less than a month since the start of the semester, and there have already been two major student clashes, and if you add in the first week of food poisoning, there have been more accidents in this month than in the past year. ”

Although Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick had left and returned to their respective houses to restrain the students, Old Carrot, Old Potato, and Madam Pomfrey, who were the Headmaster and Healer, remained in place, treating the injured students.

I have to admit that because of their rich experience in daily troubles and fights, even in this kind of one-sided crushing game of absolute disadvantage, the self-protection ability of the Gryffindor little wizards is quite strong.

The vast majority of the students were knocked to the ground by the spell, but they did not actually suffer too much magical damage.

Compared to the Hufflepuff and Slytherin hospitals, which almost hit the dog's brain before, it can be said that the injuries are almost the size of a little skin, and none of them even reached the point of requiring hospitalization.

Even without Madam Pomfrey and Grindelwald's healing, most of them would have been able to get back on their feet in no time if they had pulled out their wands to unleash the spell and heal quickly.

Of course, part of this may also be due to Gryffindor's lack of a sense of resistance, as well as the lack of a team of battlefield medics and overseers led by Elena throughout the process.

"Ms. Pomfrey, I think this is a very good start. ”

Grindelwald grinned, and the wand in his hand glowed softly white, healing the Gryffindor cubs who were still lying on the ground and chirping, trying to escape the arrangement of planting trees, and said nonchalantly.

"The Hogwarts campus is so comfortable that proper training in fighting and confrontation is not a form of education...... I'm not saying you've done anything wrong, but as an elder, I've seen too many examples of greenhouse flowers withering before the malicious frustration of society. ”

From Gellert Grindelwald's point of view, the fights among the Hogwarts students were still too studently and childish to be a cause for much fuss.

Not to mention the wizarding wars he had experienced back then, even in Durmstrang, they would not have been as peaceful and harmless as they were now—not even a single moderately injured wounded person showed up after a small group beating.

"That's right, and from another point of view, the barriers between the colleges are actually breaking down faster than we thought. ”

Dumbledore turned his head to look at George Weasley, who was whispering to Meryl not far away, and the Gryffindor "captives" who were repairing the orchard with the Ravenclaw students, with a look of relief on his face.

"Look over there, the kids are much more tolerant than the old ones of us – I suddenly agree with some of the little guys' point that proper play and cooperation may be more effective than just rules and competition. ”

Maybe in a short day or two, the little Ravenclaw wizards who are still in a state of anger will not give these Gryffindor House little lions a good face, but as time goes by, Dumbledore can clearly foresee the day when these children will become good friends.

You know, with the sensibility and intelligence of the Ravenclaw girls, and the natural optimism and enthusiasm of the Gryffindor students, once they have a common topic and a lot of time together, it is only natural that the relationship will get better.

It was as if after the last week's fierce battle between Hufflepuff and Slytherin, the students of both houses had become more and more intimate and familiar during the meal in the school auditorium—the brawl that the professors had thought might have caused estrangement, but inadvertently became an opportunity to break down the barriers of the house.

As Dumbledore had said, it had not been more than a few minutes since the students on both sides of the previous battle had begun to talk under the watchful eyes of the professors.

And the most obvious change is that Meryl and George Weasley, the Ravenclaw girls prefects who are on the roster, don't know what funny things George said, which actually caused Meryl Streep to roll up the parchment in her hand and knock on the boy's shoulder with a smile.

Perhaps, this is what is called...... If you don't fight, you don't know each other, right?"

The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched, and he said slowly, hesitantly, as if it sounded like some kind of blunt literal translation.

Well, that's right, "if you don't fight, you don't know each other"——? If you don't hit ohen you ’t make friends.

This is the same time that Elena had instilled a philosophical thought from the mysterious East to Dumbledore during a chat.

In addition, there are a series of absurd-sounding awkward expressions such as "mingling", "rejoicing in enemies", "beating is kissing, scolding is love" and so on.

(PS: The correct translation is No discord, no cord, well, don't be misled by sesame rice balls)

Speaking of which, that white-haired dumpling is now ......

Seeing that the situation was almost settled, Dumbledore finally relieved himself, remembering that Elena had been left behind by him and Grindelwald halfway - it was separated at the gate of the castle, so the kid shouldn't be lost, right?

"Phew~~ I've finally found you, Professor Dumbledore, Mr. Apocalis. ”

Before the worry in Dumbledore's mind could finish, a familiar crisp voice appeared in Dumbledore's ears, and at the same time, a familiar sense of foreboding came out of Dumbledore's heart again.

Elena exhaled lightly, calming her heartbeat.

Fortunately, Hogwarts Castle is not too big, although it ran in the wrong direction, but as long as you look for one direction and circle around the main wall of the castle, you can finally find the correct position of Ravenclaw Tower.

After all, she just doesn't have such a good sense of direction, and she's not really blind and road idiot.

With such a large group of people gathered together, coupled with the tall Ravenclaw Tower, she could still easily identify it, and as for why she had to rush to the scene, there was naturally another important and noble purpose besides eating melons.

It didn't take long for Dumbledore to understand what the source of that sense of foreboding was in his mind.

"Ah, Madam Pomfrey, it's great that you're here. ”

I saw Elena glance at him and Grindelwald unhurriedly, then turned around and looked at the school's medical dean, Bobby Pomfrey with a well-behaved face, nodded politely and said hello, and asked curiously like a little angel.

"Ma'am, is there anything I can do to help? You know, I know a little bit about healing magic. ”

"Thank you, kid. This time, I don't need it, and my classmates have almost been cured. ”

Madam Pomfrey smiled and shook her head, she still had a good impression of the little girl who had taken the initiative to help Snape heal the students in Potions class and had taken the initiative to stop Slytherin House.

Not to mention, this little bit is the head chef of the Hogwarts kitchen - thanks to Elena, the three meals a day in the staff seats for the past two weeks can be said to have almost reached the level of three Michelin stars.

"Oh, then I'm relieved, then we can talk about something else. ”

Elena smiled slightly, revealing a little demon smile that was particularly terrifying in Dumbledore's eyes, and whispered.

"Madam Pomfrey, Professor Dumbledore, and Mr. Apocalis took a lot of syrup toffee from Hagrid, and I think the candy was too unhealthy for both of them to be in calories and sugar, so ......"

"Syrup toffee?"

Madam Pomfrey repeated with some confusion, glancing thoughtfully at the two centenarians with embarrassed faces.

As a therapist who has been working on the front lines for many years, she naturally knows the importance of healthy eating for the elderly, so Madam Pomfrey has been taking this issue seriously ever since Elena provided the two old wizards with a separate "healthy diet" and developed a series of non-magical nutritional theories.

"Well, that's it. ”

Elena nodded earnestly, took a few colorful toffees from her pocket, and placed them gently in Madam Pomfrey's hand, while grimacing at the two old men who were in a stupor.

"This candy...... How can Hagrid give it to the elderly, I'll have a good talk with Hagrid later. ”

Bobby Pomfrey peeled off a syrup toffee and took a bite, frowning heavily—the syrup inside was so sticky that she could vaguely feel her teeth stuck in even a little bit.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, Mr. Apocalis. ”

Madam Pomfrey suddenly turned her head and said with a serious look on her face at the two old wizards.

"Are you going to take it out yourself, or do you want me to help you find it?"

"Well, it's good to find Albus about this, I'm already a few hundred years old, it doesn't matter. ”

Grindelwald coughed lightly and said slowly, pushing the old radish forward without hesitation.

Judging from the current situation, Albus Dumbledore, as the headmaster of Hogwarts, obviously can't keep it, so Grindelwald naturally decisively chose the most correct choice - release the bait to attract firepower and keep half of the "toffee fire".

However, what Gellert Grindelwald didn't understand was that in front of a stubborn medical worker, whether you were a 110-year-old man or a living fossil of 5 or 600 years old, you were treated as an old child of the same level.

"That's not good, since you've joined Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I'm responsible for both of you's bodies, so...... I'm sorry, Mr. Apokalis. ”

Madam Pomfrey shook her head firmly, drew her wand and pointed at the two old wizards in front of her, pronouncing it clearly.

"Toffee flying!"

The next moment, a pile of colorful toffees jumped out of Grindelwald and Dumbledore's pockets.

A slight hint of anger flashed in Grindelwald's eyes, and his fingers moved, as if he wanted to make some response, but when his eyes touched the silver-haired little witch who was smiling and looking at the two of them, he finally turned into a helpless wry smile.

"I've heard Elena say that you have diabetes!"

Madam Pomfrey looked at Grindelwald with great seriousness, raising the syrup toffee in her hand and shaking it.

"So in my spare time this week, I learned about this disease in the non-magical world, and although I don't understand many of the descriptions and explanations, in terms of symptoms, it is indeed similar to the acute illness that many old people I have seen over the years. ”

"I ......"

The last trace of resentment in Grindelwald's eyes disappeared completely, and his lips moved, and he sighed softly.

"Well, Elena girl is right, sorry...... I'm sorry for the trouble. ”

As Grindelwald, who had personally experienced an acute complication of diabetes, when faced with this justification that was obviously for his health, even if he was a little reluctant in his heart, he could only accept it silently—and even force a smile to express his gratitude to the little guy......

After a few moments, no more toffees flew out of Grindelwald and Dumbledore, and Madam Pomfrey waved her wand in the air at random, turning a candywrapper into a package and placing all the candy inside.

"Elena, I'll give you these candies...... Let's share it with my classmates. ”

Madam Pomfrey shrugged her shoulders and said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you!"

Elena nodded happily, the little hair on her head dangling happily, and she was in a pretty good mood.

It's not that Hagrid's sugar making skills are great, but it's mainly ...... This is the sugar that was confiscated from Grindelwald and Dumbledore, and if you think about it, you will think that it is super sweet, well, very sweet, very sweet!

......

And at the same time, the other side.

Looking at Elena, who was happily counting the harvest, Albus Dumbledore smiled incomprehensibly, turned his head sideways and whispered to Grindelwald beside him.

"Don't worry, I've already given some of the candy to the house-elves on the way here, and let them sneak into the mouths of the stone beasts hidden in the door of the headmaster's office—just take them out when we get back later. ”

Although Elena, as the head chef of Hogwarts, had given the order to empty the Headmaster's office of all sweets, the stone beast located at the entrance of the office was clearly not in this range.

To be precise, as the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore wanted to hide things beyond his office...... These children, after all, are still too young.

However, hearing Dumbledore's back-up arrangements, Grindelwald did not have the slightest surprise or wave on his face.

"Albus, have you ever thought about one thing. ”

Grindelwald glanced at the silver-haired little devil with a bright smile in front of him, and said in a leisurely tone.

"How did that little girl find her way to Hogwarts Castle, and ...... Where did all the syrup toffee she took out of her pocket just now?"

Well?

Not.

This one......

The smile on Dumbledore's face faded......

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