Hogwarts, eighth floor of the main castle.

Holding a large pile of desserts, a little witch with long silver hair stood beside the ugly stone statue in a daze, looking at the empty hallway, the smug smile on her face fading away.

She still hadn't solved her road nerd's problem, she couldn't find the exact location of the Hufflepuff House's common room, and - walking from the eighth floor to the negative first floor, without an elevator, was too cruel!

Speaking of which, there seems to be a shortcut to how the house-elf Burleigh took her before...... Elena wrinkled her little face and tried to remember the tour route from a month ago, and her eyes kept looking at the environment around her.

It was late at night, and the corridors were filled with cold medieval knights' full armor, and the portraits on the walls were mostly listlessly hunched with their heads on their heads. Walking down the hallway to Elena's right, there was a classroom with a closed door, and she knew that there was a Steinway black piano belonging to Grindelwald Dumbledore.

At the other end of the hallway, beside a warm torch, is a portrait of a woman in a graceful posture, and the circular opening behind the portrait is the only entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

Unfortunately, "Fat Lady", who is the dormitory aunt of Gryffindor House, is not as reasonable as the Bronze Eagle Ring of Ravenclaw House. If you are a student from another house, you will not be able to enter the Gryffindor common room, even if you know the password. Elena thought as she looked at her clothes in frustration, wondering if she could get away with the yellow-black of Hufflepuff......

Wait a minute!

A hint of playfulness rose at the corner of the silver-haired little Lori's mouth, and she reached out and pulled the black wizard robe on her body, which did not have any mark indicating the house she belonged to. As a freshman who had just finished her house, she was still wearing a navy blue tie with the Hogwarts crest on it, and the house emblems, knitted sweaters, bow ties, and scarves would not be delivered to her bedside until tomorrow morning.

Speaking of which......

A bold idea popped into Elena's mind, she pulled up the hood at the back of her robe to cover her long silver hair, walked up to the portrait of the fat lady, and whispered like a lost bunny, "Hello, is this the Gryffindor common room? ”

"First-year students, oh, yes, this is the Gryffindor House common room. ”

Hearing the voice in front of her, the fat woman turned her body, lowered her head slightly to look at the little dot in front of her, and said softly, "I'm sorry, dear, but it's your duty, you still need to say the command to get through here—do you know the password?"

"Caput Draconis. Elena said clearly.

The Fat Lady smiled slightly, her left hand directed to her side, and the portrait staggered forward, revealing a circular opening to the Gryffindor common room. Elena perked up and quickly crawled through the hole in the wall.

Behind the hole in the entrance wall is a cosy circular room filled with soft armchairs, with a crackling fireplace and two spiral staircases leading to the boys' and girls' dormitories.

On the first day of school, most of the students were a little exhausted by the long journey and the constant events that took place in their dormitories, and the warm common room was empty, which relieved Elena of worry.

As the "spawn point" where she first woke up from Hogwarts, this was perhaps one of the scenes she was most familiar with, and the silver-haired little Lori walked up the spiral staircase on the right, pushed open the door and entered the girls' dormitory in Gryffindor Tower.

Lifting the brim of her hood, Elena looked carefully to the left and right.

Just as she had seen a month before, a row of beds with four pillars and crimson flannel curtains stretched out from the doorway, and the floor was covered with a shaggy carpet of red and gold tones.

In this era of no internet and no mobile phones, students don't have too many ways to spend their leisure time.

At this time, most of the little witches of Gryffindor House had changed into dressing gowns, or gathered together in small groups and whispered chatting, or sat alone on the edge of the bed quietly reading a book, and no one noticed that a new student suddenly entered the door.

Near the doorway, on the soft large bed where Elena had slept, a little witch with long brown wavy hair leaned on the curved headrest of the bed, intently flipping through a large, heavy book, holding a quill in her hand, and occasionally sketching and annotating something on the page.

Belch. Isn't this Hermione Granger?

Fate, it's really wonderful-

Elena raised an eyebrow mischievously, stood on tiptoe, and silently walked behind Hermione, poking her head to glance at the title of the book in Miss Jack-of-all-trades: A History of Hogwarts.

The spread page describes exactly how the four founders arrived and founded Hogwarts, and needless to say, the cute little Hermione must have wanted to verify what Elena had said when she crossed the lake.

"Well, actually, I didn't see it here. ”

Elena coughed lightly and explained earnestly, "However, the origin of the ritual crossing of the lake is exactly what I said. If you're really interested, you can ask Professor Dumbledore or Professor Binns from A History of Magic. ”

"I know, I just want to make sure again...... Uh-huh......"

Hermione nodded absentmindedly, and stopped abruptly in the middle of her sentence, her eyes wide and her face full of shock as she turned her head as the quill made a long mark on the page.

"Shhhh ”

Before Hermione could scream, Elena quickly reached out and covered her mouth, and at the same time put a finger to her mouth, signaling her not to make a loud announcement, she didn't want to be kicked out in the middle of the night.

"Elena, how did you get here?!"

Hermione looked at the familiar and delicate face in front of her, looked around cautiously, and asked in a low voice.

"Due to some accident, I got separated from the Hufflepuff House team, and then Professor Dumbledore asked me to come to this floor. ”

Elena sat down on the edge of the bed, shrugged her shoulders, and replied with a sincere expression, "Although it sounds a bit fantastical, the truth is already in front of you, and the password is dragon scum, right?" ”

Glancing at Hermione's suspicious eyes, Elena stretched out her paws dissatisfiedly and pulled at the girl's somewhat baby-fat little face in front of her, with a hint of heartache in her tone.

"Oh my God, what kind of eyes are you looking at. Am I going to lie to you? I'm a Hufflepuff! I just thought that maybe Professor Dumbledore had misremembered my house, after all, they had so much to think about today that I didn't want to add any more trouble to the professors. ”

Actually, what she said was true, except that some irrelevant points were omitted, but it was still an irrefutable fact.

"But ......"

Hermione glanced suspiciously at Elena's lake-blue eyes, which were full of sincerity, but her instincts had been desperately telling her that there must be something wrong with logic.

"Alright, alright, don't think about it so much. Look, I've brought you all the good stuff. ”

Without giving Miss Jack-of-all-trades much time to think, Elena simply kicked off her shoes, quickly climbed onto the soft bed, unbuttoned her robe with an excited face, and sprinkled all kinds of pies, cookies, and candies from the principal's office on Hermione's quilt.

Hermione was slightly stunned, the doubts in her mind were instantly thrown aside, and she quickly put away the book in her hand and put it behind her pillow, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to gather the scattered desserts and cookies together, so as not to fall on the sheets or roll under the bed, while shouting anxiously.

"Hey, go down, don't put all the food on my bed. ”

Before she could finish speaking, Elena raised her hand, put her robe on the high-backed chair beside the bed, shook her long silver hair with a comfortable face, and then- shrunk her feet and quickly burrowed into the warm bed, leaning against Hermione.

"You haven't washed your feet yet, don't go to sleep!"

Miss Beaver's face bulged, and her big brown eyes glared at Elena fiercely, although it was true that she was afraid of sleeping alone for a moment when she first came to school, but that didn't mean she wouldn't be angry, even if ...... Not even the good-looking Elena.

"Technically, it's my bed. ”

"Your bed, how can it be...... This is the Gryffindor Lounge, Elena, don't mess around. ”

Elena turned her head and brushed Hermione's long, hairy brown hair away from her neck, a wicked smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"If I can prove it......

“...... If it's really your bed, then I'll let you arrange it. But what if you don't come up with evidence?"

Hermione wrinkled her nose and glared back without showing weakness, she wasn't going to be as scared of Elena as the little boys like Ron, Draco, and Harry, and she decided that this time she had to teach the silver-haired witch a lesson that Hermione Granger wasn't that easy to fool.

"Nothing but ......"

An imperceptible sigh flashed in Elena's eyes.

When she first woke up at Hogwarts, Elena thought it was just an excursion that she would never return, and once used the buttons on her clothes to carve a short sentence on the edge of her wooden bed, imitating a scene from a movie from her previous life.

Shaking her head and not explaining more, Elena raised her finger and shook it, and whispered, "Touch the edge of your bed a little lower on the right side." There should be a line engraved there, with the initials of my name at the end. ”

"Bedside...... Bottom right?"

Hermione glanced at Elena and reached out where she had been directed, and sure enough, she found a row of scratches that were neither deep nor shallow.

The fingertips slowly slid down the letters, and the girl whispered them curiously.

"I've been here—"

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It's another 3,000-word chapter, and I've thought about whether to split it into two, and then write a little more to make it more double. But after thinking about it carefully, it's better to fill in the previous hole in one go. Broken here is the most comfortable place, and the details of eating snacks and snacks after the big sleep are actually things that are not necessary to write out.

This is how the study life at Hogwarts begins, and it is the best. Uh-huh~

If you guys can guess what kind of movie this is, I'll probably evolve ... Right?