Know that no matter where you are, the source of fire and water is always the most important.

Surrounded by snow-capped mountains, it is impossible for Newmengard Castle to be short of water, and with the solid pine door panels funded by the generous original Dark Lord, Elena's original sense of loss and anger left behind by Dumbledore has also been somewhat comforted......

That's impossible!

The more I think about it, the more angry I get!

rua!

Elena kicked the solid wood door panel angrily, and then squatted on the stone steps with her little Jiojio in her arms.

When she thought of the young wizards her age, who were all in the warmth and comfort of Hogwarts Castle at this time, and she had to drag heavy and dirty broken wooden planks to survive in the ruined castle in Newmengard Prison, where birds don't, Elena felt so aggrieved and wanted to go back to the orphanage.

No matter how talented she was, she was only a ten-year-old girl, and even magic was just a light spell taught by herself. It's just because he made some innocuous mistakes, as for being exiled to experience life in prison.

"Ahh

After a little venting, Elena looked up at the cold castle of Newmengard, stubbornly got up again, and walked down the tower with the dry wood that she had managed to get her hands on.

There were still five full days to go, and in addition to eating, she had to find a way to solve basic accommodation and warmth problems. The textbooks and change of clothes she had put away in advance were also missing as Dumbledore disappeared.

In Elena's opinion, the only hope at the moment is to see if she can find the room of the legendary deaf old man as soon as possible to live in temporarily, otherwise she can only find a way to clean up a corner of the abandoned mossy bedroom downstairs.

"Old perverts, old bees, big liars, spicy old turnips, big pig's trotters with maggots...... Huh?"

Elena thought in a broken way up the spiraling stone steps to the top of the castle of Newmengard, which was located below the tower, and suddenly stopped, looking ahead in disbelief.

From the girl's point of view, the dusty and ruin-like floor was split into two completely different scenes before her eyes. The far way to the lower level of the castle was still a dilapidated form covered in cobwebs and dust, and the ground and corners of the handrails were covered with moss, just as Elena had seen when she had sneaked down before.

However, the small area that sprawled out from where she was now was suddenly as new and tidy as a newly built castle.

There is no dust or moss on the smooth and clean solid wood floor, and the dark metal clings to the walls that have been stripped of cobwebs and dust, outlining the wall carvings full of classical charm.

Two familiar-looking elevated magic lamps were attached to the wall, one on the left and one on the right, emitting a soft white light that would not be dazzling even if you looked directly at it.

Not far away, the door to the abandoned bedroom that Elena had entered before did not close, and a faint warm light spilled out of the hidden crack in the door.

The door is stamped with a Hogwarts crest with a magical glow, and a prominent line of text - "Elena's Bedroom"

"I hate this kind of guy who tries to buy people's hearts with bells and whistles, so I don't ...... so easily"

Elena muttered quietly, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved, and without hesitation, she dropped the broken plank in her hand and pushed open the bedroom with anticipation.

The first thing that caught Elena's eye was a spacious bedroom bathed in warm golden red tones, and unlike the cool air of the castle, the whole bedroom was filled with a familiar warmth.

Elena glanced at the new layout, she was sure it was the abandoned bedroom she had seen not long ago, but the main body of the room had been replaced with a thick Gryffindor gold theme.

After cleaning and arranging, she found that her previous judgment may have been a little wrong, and this is not so much a large bedroom as a well-equipped boutique suite.

Facing the doorway was actually a small living room, and at this time the floor was covered with a soft wool carpet with a Gryffindor lion motif.

A large fireplace is embedded in the wall on the left, which has been cleaned and re-lit, and the light of the fire keeps bringing warmth to the room.

In the middle of the living room is a small jujube red square wooden table, on which is placed a three-tiered dessert shelf, which is filled with all kinds of beautiful small sweets.

The wooden table is surrounded by three fluffy armchairs – well, the same Gryffindor common room, of course.

Slowly walking into the room, Elena curiously looked left and right at this small world, which was completely different from the whole castle painting style, and at the back of the living room was an open kitchen with yellow and black tones.

Although there are not many professional large kitchen utensils, the basic pots and pans, as well as knives, forks and teacups are also fully equipped.

Adjacent to the open kitchen on the left hand side is a separate bathroom that is not too large, and unlike the golden and red color scheme of the living room, the whole bathroom has a strong Slytherin house style.

Folding curtains painted with Slytherin silver-green courtyard logos, delicate British aristocratic spouts and mirrors with carved edges, and clean toilets carved with S motifs make it easy for Elena to know at a glance where these things came from.

And the most satisfying thing for the girl is the small white bathtub in the bathroom.

Before becoming prefects, students in each house could only use their own public bathrooms. Not to mention such a luxury as taking a bath, even if it takes a little longer to wash your face, there are senior seniors who are lined up outside the door and keep knocking on the door to urge.

This is one of the reasons why it is common for first-year girls in every college to be the first to get up.

Elena glanced at the little bathroom that belonged entirely to hers, and she had never taken a comfortable bath in all these years of traveling into this world.

Directly opposite the washroom is a circular bedroom with a small study.

In the bedroom, there was a large bed with four drapes, and a yellow and black Hufflepuff flannel curtain hung from the bed, just like the one Elena slept in the Hufflepuff girls' dormitory.

On the table of the bedside table sat the strange silverware that Elena had seen in Dumbledore's office before, spinning and spewing small puffs of floral-scented mist.

Two sets of Gryffindor-style school uniforms were stacked above the neatly laid out velvet quilt, and in the corner of the bedroom against the wall, the two large black suitcases that Benitez had bought for Elena were quietly waiting for their owners.

Elena stepped forward and opened the box.

All of the Hogwarts first-year textbooks, math textbooks, the clothes Benitez had prepared for her, even the unopened set of Zwilling knives and the large pile of bottles and jars of spices, all lay quietly in the trunk.

The bedroom's desk and floor-to-ceiling windows are adorned with Ravenclaw College's signature blues and bronzes, a neat stack of parchment paper on the top, and ink and quill pens have been placed on a polished solid wood tabletop.

Elena pushed open the hinge window in the room, looked at the pleasing snow-capped mountains in the distance, and the lush forest, took a deep breath, and showed a touch of intoxicated joy on her face.

In the face of such a free little space that belongs to her, only a fool would want to go back to Hogwarts for military training!

Maybe she should figure out how to stay here for a while.

Elena threw herself into the center of the soft bed, and opened a fruit candy and stuffed it into her mouth.

Well, also, Professor Dumbledore was the best for her!

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