Meanwhile.

Located on an open field outside Hogwarts Castle, it is crowded.

A grand "sorority" involving almost all the students in the seventh and first grades is going on unhurriedly, and everyone has a happy smile on their faces after successfully escaping from the scene of the crime with food.

"Miss Granger, I don't think your understanding was wrong. The reason why the professors set up the purpose of assessment and training is not just to consume everyone's energy and time. ”

Standing beside Hermione, a seventh-grade girl from Ravenclaw whispered thoughtfully as she looked at the grilled fish on top of the fire, her eyes glinting with a strange light.

There is no doubt that after yesterday's case of a first-grader who exploited a loophole in the rules and successfully ransacked the school kitchen.

The imagination of the originally decent little wizards has greatly opened up.

Although in order to cope with the subsequent imitation, Dumbledore had temporarily added a restriction to the school rules in the afternoon, prohibiting all students from entering the school kitchen without permission.

However, this may limit the vast majority of junior wizards - after all, the powerful magical abilities of house-elves are very effective in stopping any young wizards who try to break into the kitchen.

However, for the seventh graders, it is not a completely unbridgeable chasm.

To the 7th graders who had just mastered the application of the Vanishing Charm and the Advanced Transformation Charm, this was nothing more than an early mock of the T (Advanced Wizard Level Exam).

"Obviously, if my reasoning is correct, how to think outside the box and use magic to compete for food with your own strengths while winning the rankings is the real test behind this Hogwarts [Life Training] project. ”

"That's right, it must be like this!"

The upperclassman Ravenclaw girl held her chin in her right hand and nodded vigorously.

As she spoke, the senior girl shook her wand and commanded the mutated fish floating on the fire to turn over deftly, while looking at Hermione with a sigh on her face, and continued, "I really didn't expect that as the longest student in the school, we were almost deceived by the professors at the beginning, but it was you first-year wizards who realized this first. ”

"In fact, if it weren't for Elena, we wouldn't have had the courage to try it out even if we thought about it. ”

Hermione Granger waved her hand a little bewilderedly, a near-invisible look of loss slipping over her eyes.

Is that what the professors are really for?

Hermione's sense of accomplishment in leading the school to second place faded instantly—before that, she even thought that she could get a little closer to Elena, or even surpass her, by urging all the first-year freshmen to complete the training plan as soon as possible.

The more she tries to put herself in Elena's shoes, the more she discovers the limits of her own abilities, and the more clearly she feels the invisible gap between the two.

For example, if it weren't for the explanation of today's Ravenclaw seventh-year senior, Hermione might still have thought that everything Elena did was nothing more than willfulness and good luck.

But fortunately, both of them are still in the first grade, and she still has enough time to study and improve herself.

At present, the "sorority" led by the seventh grade students is undoubtedly a very suitable stage for exercising themselves. And at this point, Hufflepuff House's Hannah Abbott is already ahead of her.

The ad-hoc year-level competition did not affect the friendships between the students of each house, especially the warm-hearted Hufflepuffs.

After this morning's snake badger scuffle, the first-year students in charge of the field rescue quickly formed friendships with many of the senior students.

Because of this relationship, and the fish that took place in the common room in the morning, the seventh-year Hufflepuff students volunteered to go outside the school and ask Hannah to share lunch with the first-year wizards before they were ready to use spells to get plenty of food and drink.

With the help of the senior students, the little wizards were much more efficient in dealing with mutant fish, and the seventh graders, who had a lot of experience in cutting medicinal herbs in Potions class, were much more powerful than the little hairy ones in the first year.

Not to mention that they can also use the Stun Charm to directly stun the strong Black Lake mutant fish that are jumping around, saving the embarrassing process of the young wizards having to take turns to smash the fish with stones.

In exchange, of course, the first-year wizards would need to find a way to make enough noise in the Great Hall to distract the professors, especially Dumbledore.

That's why Hermione came up with the shocking plan to ransack the school auditorium table, and prepared a whole set of rhetoric for Malfoy to deal with Dumbledore's inquiries and find a way to keep the old man in the auditorium as much as possible.

But other than that, compared to Hannah Abbott, who was not far away and coordinated the relationship between the seventh and first graders, Hermione felt that what she was doing was just a few small cleverness.

If Elena had been here, what would she have done now? Is she okay now?

Hermione subconsciously touched the small reserve in her arms, and a hint of thought appeared on her face, and she stood in place blankly.

"Hey, Hermione, why are you still standing here in a daze? Everyone had already drunk a bowl of it, and it was delicious! Sure enough, Elena was right, Hogwarts black fish stew was more delicious than grilled fish. ”

At that moment, a red-faced Hannah approached Hermione with a steaming bowl of fish soup.

Tilting her head to look at the obviously absent-minded little beaver, Hannah smiled, "Are you worried about Elena too? ”

"Well, I hope Elena is okay. I don't know why, I'm still a little worried. After all, according to common sense, Madam Pomfrey from the school hospital should have the experience to handle most injuries. Why is Elena the only one who needs Headmaster Dumbledore to check and arrange the treatment plan herself?"

Hermione shook her head in confusion, took the bowl from Hannah's hand, and gently blew on the steaming fish soup, just as she was about to taste the extremely delicious fish soup in Hannah's mouth.

Suddenly, a bright red and white speckled mushroom tumbled out of the bowl and floated on top of the fish broth.

"Wait...... What is this mushroom?"

Hermione asked, swallowing hard, looking at Hannah.

"Oh, this, Goyle and Crabbe picked a lot of them at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and they looked good, and they threw a few in each pot, and they tasted good......"

Hannah said with a confused smile in her eyes, her face becoming more and more ruddy, and she even looked a little abnormally red.

"This mushroom, poisonous ......"

Hermione let out a feeble moan and looked around at the circle of young wizards who looked like Hannah.

She suddenly knew what she had to do—call Professor Dumbledore for help.