"Well, here we are. ”

With a bright flash of fire, Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Elena appeared on the wooden floor of the Headmaster's office, and of course, the girl's two heavy suitcases.

"Thank you, Fawkes. ”

Dumbledore nodded to the phoenix as it flew back to rest on the birdrest, a kind smile.

Even for the Phoenix, which has magical powers, it is not easy to return to Hogwarts with the three of them across such a long distance, but fortunately, it is at the peak of Phoenix Fawkes's magic at this time.

"It was a lot quieter than I expected. ”

Grindelwald stood by the window, looking at the peaceful surface of the Black Lagoon at night, and his tone was somewhat complicated.

Forty-six years had passed, to be exact, ninety-two years had passed since he met Albus Dumbledore in the summer of 1899, and this was the first time he had come to this magical castle in Dumbledore's mouth.

"Of course, it's lights-out time now. The students have all returned to their dormitories and are ready to go to sleep. ”

Back at Hogwarts, Dumbledore glanced sideways at the brass pendulum clock on the table and replied with a smile.

"The upstairs bedroom is quite spacious, and I usually take a nap there, Gellert you can rest in my bed tonight. In fact, I think we'll need to discuss some of the details of the magic. ”

The addition of a visitor to Hogwarts is fundamentally different from the addition of a new member of staff.

It's not just a matter of form or interpretation for the teachers and students, but more importantly, it's inevitable that all teachers will form some kind of wonderful connection to the castle through a contract that involves a very high level of name magic and contract magic.

Of course, all of this is not difficult to solve in the face of the combined efforts of two of the most outstanding wizards of our time, especially since one of them has spent most of his life in this castle and is probably the most senior headmaster in Hogwarts history.

What really bothered Grindelwald and Dumbledore was the ubiquitous ghosts and some details, time is a kind of most terrible watcher, if you don't think all the links through, it is likely that all preparations will be lost because of some extremely small places.

"Sorry, dear. You may need to go back to the lounge by yourself first. ”

Dumbledore turned his head to look at Elena in the office, shrugging slightly apologetically.

As he spoke, he took out his wand and tapped lightly on the suitcase, and the large black box, which had been clinging to the floor, floated lightly, as if it had become two hydrogen balloons, swaying slightly in mid-air with the air current.

"The password is, Fluff Fluff. ”

"But ......"

Glancing at Dumbledore, Elena reluctantly raised her finger and poked at the fluttering suitcase, and after thinking about it, she confessed dejectedly, "Professor Dumbledore, I don't know the way from the Headmaster's office to the Hufflepuff common room. ”

Elena was well aware of her shortcomings, and she didn't want to be alone with two suitcases, like a lonely ghost walking through the maze of a huge castle and waiting for some kind ghost to come out for a walk and take her back to the dormitory.

The nights in the Scottish Highlands were still cold, and it wasn't a good time for her to do it.

"I know, so I'm talking about the Gryffindor common room password. ”

Dumbledore blinked nimbly, pointed to the golden-red lion pattern on Elena's chest, and explained with a smile:

"I've spoken to Professor McGonagall about your particular situation, so you now have a bed in the Gryffindor dormitories. Of course, in terms of curriculum, you still mainly follow the exclusive schedule. ”

Gryffindor?

Hey, hey~ Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've seen a cute little beaver.

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"Professor Dumbledore, you are indeed a good person who cares about students, I will not disturb you and Mr. Grindelwald's world, bye. ”

The dissatisfaction on Elena's face was instantly swept away, and in Dumbledore's somewhat inexplicable eyes, she happily pushed two suitcases and ran out of the headmaster's office.

Since there are cute little beavers to tease with, Elena naturally doesn't bother to continue to sit in the headmaster's office to watch Dumbledore and Grindelwald rivalry, as for Dumbledore's words about preparing an extra bed - sorry, her only problem is that she sleeps and knows the bed.

......

Confidently walking through the portrait of the fat lady, Elena pushed the floating suitcase into the Gryffindor girls' dormitory, and with the help of the faint glow of fluorescent, placed the box properly under the bed labeled "Elena Caslana".

Then, Elena extinguished the light of her wand and crept towards the bedside of a certain first-year Lori.

After a whole week of training, students of all grades were very tired, and even after two days of weekend rest, it only slightly relieved the physical soreness.

Therefore, although less than an hour has passed since the lights went out, most of the girls have fallen asleep, and the entire girls' dormitory is quiet, only the slight breathing of the girls.

Hermione Granger, who was responsible for the training guidance of the first-year freshmen, was no exception, and after a week, the baby fat on the girl's face had obviously disappeared a little, and her eyebrows couldn't help but bring a little majesty that looked like Elena.

"Elena, when are you coming back......"

Hermione frowned, hugging her pillow and letting out a low dream.

These days, she's not the only one, almost every day everyone asks Hagrid about it. However, each time it was the same uniform answer - Elena was being treated outside the school for her injuries and would be back soon.

Because of this, these days, even with Malfoy, Goyle and Crabbe, Hermione has hardly given them a good look, after all, in her opinion, one of the culprits that caused Elena's injury was the three of them.

In a daze, Hermione felt a tickle on the back of her neck, as if someone was secretly snorting at her.

Vaguely, a warm and soft body leaned tightly against her back, making it impossible for her to stretch her arms comfortably, as if the white-haired ball that had suddenly burrowed into her quilt a few days ago had returned.

Is it another dream?

Hermione muttered, stretched out her little hand to pat away a few strands of long silver-white hair on her cheeks, and was about to change positions to continue sleeping, when she suddenly stiffened, rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and slowly turned her head to look behind her.

I saw a little silver-haired witch intently pinching the ends of her hair and drawing circles on her face, with a familiar evil smile and a look of pleasure on her face, which radiated a faint light.

"You!......"

Hermione Granger's eyes widened instantly, and before the voice could come out, her lips were once again expertly gagged by Elena's hands, suppressing her screams back into her throat.

"Shhhh ”

Elena blinked her eyes and said pitifully, "Anyway, as you can see, I'm back." Then there was no way back to the Hufflepuff common room. You're not going to kick me out of the break room alone on the first day I come back. ”

As she spoke, Elena squeezed into Hermione's bed and squinted her eyes comfortably—this is the beautiful Hogwarts Castle, and the deserted Newmengard can't compare.

"Where have you been these days? Everybody's worried about you. ”

Hermione cupped Elena's cheeks with both hands and looked left and right, lowered her voice, and whispered with concern, "By the way, your injuries are all healed, are you okay?"

Injure?

How would anyone at Hogwarts know that she had just been injured?

Elena was slightly stunned, and then reacted quickly.

Oh yes, I almost forgot, this is the excuse that the spicy old radish explained to everyone in order to kidnap her.

"It's not entirely good, it's just that I kidnapped the doctor to the school with me. Professor Dumbledore should tell you about the situation tomorrow morning. ”

Elena glanced at the little beaver with a look of concern written on her face, scratched her cheek a little uncomfortably and changed the topic, "Don't talk about this, speaking of which, what is the result of the training?"

"I'm sorry, we're the last ......"

Speaking of this, Hermione's expression was a little ashamed and afraid, "Because the day after you left, everyone was poisoned because of eating poisonous mushrooms, and after a whole day of rescue, everyone came to their senses." And with us, there are also seventh-grade seniors. ”

"Poisonous mushrooms?"

The look on Elena's face became a little strange, no wonder one of the positions that Dumbledore assigned to Grindelwald this time was one of the school infirmary therapists at Hogwarts, and it turned out that there was also this reason in it.

"Okay, so what grade is the first place? Professor Snape's third year, or Professor McGonagall's sixth year. ”

Now that the seventh grade has been wiped out, in Elena's opinion, the final big winner, if nothing else, should be born from these two grades.

After all, except for these two professors who have a particularly strong desire to win and lose, the configuration of other grades is relatively weak.

"Neither. ”

Hermione shook her head slightly, a look of incredulity in her eyes, "The fourth-year seniors led by Professor Quirrell completed the overall score at the last time and won the first place in the school. According to them, for some reason, whenever Professor Quirrell turned away from them, they felt a visceral sense of fear. ”

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Mutter~