"Professor Quirrell?"

Elena pursed her lips with a slight disgust, not intending to say much.

Although the final reward was given to a noseless monster, the girl felt a little uncomfortable, but considering that this part of the prize money was mainly from Dumbledore's personal savings.

So if you think about it, let's count it as the life money or burial money that Dumbledore paid to His Royal Highness the Second Demon King - although, if everything goes according to the original plan, the most likely possibility of this gold Galleon is to be added to the boss drop items at the end of the year.

As for how much fright the fourth-year students got from the back of Quirrell's head, this kind of boring question of the details, Elena didn't have any interest in knowing, after all, even the Weasley twin brothers, after using snowballs to paste the back of Professor Quirrell's head "face", didn't they live peacefully until the finale and then be liquidated.

"Let's not discuss the fourth grade, how are Hagrid and the others doing now after ingesting the poisonous mushroom by mistake?"

Elena shook her head, casually took a few gold and red cushions from the side of the bed and stuffed them behind her, sat cross-legged on the pillow with two slick little feet, leaned her upper body against the edge of the crimson flannel curtain, and asked with a concerned expression.

I have to say that Elena has always felt that those soft beds in Hogwarts Castle seem to have been cast a kind of man's lazy magic, as long as he lies on it, people will soon be wrapped in a reassuring sleep, and then become lazy.

Facing Elena's white feet almost in front of her, Hermione, who was still planning to shrink into the quilt, raised her eyebrows, and the look on her little face hovered between anger and confusion for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly, and also got out of the warm quilt, and leaned on Elena's side cross-legged in a similar way.

"What else, since then, everyone has been forbidden to go near the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake. Moreover, Mr. Hagrid's temper has become nervous and sensitive, and even though we have trained hard every day, we still have never entered the first two rounds of the meal sequence. However, I can't take you past the senior ......."

Speaking of what had happened these days, Hermione's eyes flashed with deep helplessness, and she bit her lip hard.

In fact, in order to find a way to win every day, she has quarreled with almost all the young wizards, including Hannah, more than once. However, when the corresponding efforts are still last, almost everyone will point the finger of resentment at Hermione, who acts as the head of the cold-faced sect, intentionally or unintentionally isolating the girl from the crowd.

Whether it's eating or training, whenever little Hermione plucks up the courage to reconcile with everyone, most of them will restrain their smiles and avoid her gaze as if they were hiding from some terrible plague.

The only reason that Hermione Granger can sleep peacefully every day these days without being overwhelmed by this terrible isolation is Elena, who is only in the professors' replies and will soon be healed and returned to school.

"This is normal, after all, everyone's physical fitness is really not as good as the upper grades. Even if it's me......"

Because the lights in the dormitory had been turned off, Elena didn't notice the small emotions on Hermione's face, shrugged her shoulders, gently patted the little beaver who sounded a little depressed, and was about to enlighten the girl a few words, when she suddenly felt a soft body crashing into her arms from the side.

"Elena, why did you come back, I ...... I miss you so much......"

Hermione buried her head in the silver hair on Elena's shoulder, sobbing under her breath, and wrapped her hands around the white-haired ball in front of her, and couldn't help but pour out all the grievances of the past week.

"Uh, goo...... Cold, calm. Loosen some, loosen some. ”

Elena's eyes bulged suddenly, and she patted the little beaver lying on her body with some difficulty, her hands locked around her neck, and she realized for the first time that Hermione seemed to be more energetic than Hannah - in fact, this is not surprising, after all, Hermione, who was born in September 1979, is almost a full year older than Elena.

"Woooooooo ”

With Elena's voice, Hermione subconsciously hugged her a little tighter, as if the Elena would slip away from her if she wasn't careful.

"Let go, let go...... I'm out of breath......"

Elena had thought that when she saw Hermione again, the two would have endless things to talk about.

It's a pity that she only guessed the beginning of the story, not the end of the story, and Elena, who had mastered the ancient power of the bull, never imagined that she would almost be hugged by a little beaver on the first night of her return to Hogwarts.

After crying hard, Hermione, who had successfully vented herself, relaxed, and hung on Elena in a daze like an octopus, her head buried in the girl's silver-white hair, rubbing from time to time, and making a small murmur like a dream.

And Elena, who finally broke free, also felt a thick tiredness, lowered her head and looked at little Hermione, who was blushing and didn't know whether she was pretending to be asleep or really sleeping, couldn't help but yawn a few times.

"Forget it, then...... Let's sleep, sleep......"

Speaking of which, she sometimes does ignore that compared to her, who has already been beaten by society for several rounds, these little wizards in Hogwarts Castle are just a group of children who are more sensitive than everyone in the orphanage.

Elena gently hugged Hermione's little Lori who was tired of crying with her backhand, and pulled the quilt upward, and the two of them snuggled tightly together like two little beasts, and fell asleep deeply.

......

And the other side.

In a small bedroom on the second floor of the principal's office.

"Albus, are you kidding? that's what you're talking about, a little trouble?!"

Gellert Grindelwald stared at the old wizard in front of him in disbelief, took a deep breath, and tried to resist the urge to smash the pillow in his hand on the old face.

"What could be crazier than hiring a wizard who is most likely to be controlled by Voldemort with the Imperius Curse, or possessed by him, as a professor? I'm here to recuperate and be a teacher, not to be a thug or jailer for you!"

Just now, after signing a short-term one-year employment contract, Dumbledore, with a relaxed tone of early Christmas, told Grindelwald some of the work considerations he might encounter in the coming year.

Of course, this naturally includes the hope that Grindelwald will not expose the strangeness of the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor named Quirinus Quirrell for the time being, and if he can, protect the students from the wizard's magic as much as possible - although according to Dumbledore, he has already taken some precautions and countermeasures.

"Take it easy, Gellert. The hearing of the picture door downstairs is sometimes quite good. ”

Dumbledore raised his hand and waved his wand lightly, releasing a magical enchantment to envelop the two of them, and said helplessly, "According to my observation, Voldemort should have lost most of his magic power at present, but a very strange form exists on Quirrell. Unlike ghosts, and unlike normal human souls, he seems to have gone further than all of us in the area of eternal life. ”

"So you mean, you want to get him and study the mystery in detail? If you're worried about not living enough, I think both Nick Lemay and Paracelsus would be happy to do you a little favor. ”

Hearing Dumbledore's answer, Grindelwald raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, obviously not having any interest in the so-called immortality in Dumbledore's mouth, he and Dumbledore were both very aware of the price to pay for forcibly extending life from the hands of death.

"No, I'm just hoping to entrust you with the custody of a small thing if necessary. ”

Dumbledore blinked and smiled gently, "Actually, to be precise, you just need to sit there once in a while, and be fair." Of course, until then, you'd better not appear too aggressive. ”

"Sit down?fairness?" Grindelwald tilted his head for some reason.

"Well, it's just a fun little level. ”

Dumbledore nodded earnestly, "I'm going to test some of my ideas through some small tests. Or, if you're really bored, you can join in. Of course, it's better to keep Miss Kaslana a secret, otherwise the situation will be too complicated. ”

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Mutter~