Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

A little wizard with extraordinary courage that breaks conventional thinking?

Maybe a little wizard is arbitrarily changed, and will be proud after hearing Dumbledore ’s previous praise, but this is obviously not applicable to Elena.

"You know, Benitez told me that the words before" but "are nonsense."

After understanding Dumbledore's other arrangements, Elena raised her head and glanced at the old silver whisker who purposely paused to observe her expression and sighed helplessly, "Professor Dumbledore, when will you start I got into the bad habit of selling customs. "

She could n’t beat her, she was reasonable, she did n’t help her, and she did n’t help her comrades who talked to her. The set of cuteness was completely ineffective in front of Dumbledore. She had no other way but to accept the arrangement obediently. .

"Okay ... but."

Dumbledore pursed his lips, raised the corners of his mouth, repeated the sentence clearly, and continued with a tone that could not be tolerated.

"As a Hogwarts student, I take classes on time, complete the assignments assigned by the professors, and take the exam. I think it should be taken for granted, right?"

"Well, you can rest assured. I love learning, and learning makes me happy." Elena nodded unclearly.

Compared with the [Infernal Level Difficulty-College Entrance Exam] experienced in the previous life, the learning intensity of the magic world and the non-magic world is not worth mentioning, let alone between Elena and Dumbledore. There is a four-year contract.

"Happy? That's good ... By the way, I forgot, you should not have received the schedule for this semester."

Dumbledore smiled slightly, took out his wand, and dexterously pointed towards a blank parchment on the table.

In an instant, thin ink lines spread like spider webs from where Dumbledore's wand touched, interconnected and crisscrossed, and quickly formed a detailed timetable, the top of which read-[Hechpa Odd first-year course arrangement].

Hogwarts' magical learning time is not much different from the English non-magic public middle school time.

The class time is from Monday to Friday, and the morning class starts at 9 am and ends at 11:30. There are usually two classes in the morning, an hour of class time, and a half hour break between the two classes.

The afternoon session starts at two o'clock and usually ends before three thirty. However, as a boarding school, and the special reasons for some courses, students in each college will have two nights a week.

In addition to the courses themselves, if there is any difference, then an additional capital letter will be added to the lower right corner of each course to indicate the other college that will take the class with them-Hogwart Most of the courses in Cizhong are taught together by two colleges.

Elena took a closer look at the parchment and raised her eyebrows. Overall she was quite satisfied.

If you want to use an idiom to describe Hufflepuff's first-year curriculum, it is undoubtedly the most suitable.

Although the classes are full from Monday to Thursday, Hufflepuff's first-grade Friday is almost jealous-their only class on this day is the flying class with Ravenclaw in the afternoon.

"It looks pretty good, equivalent to three days of vacation every week."

As soon as the voice fell, Elena's "H" in the title of the class schedule shook, and she bent down and slowly turned into a "G". Immediately afterwards, the remaining characters on the parchment gradually began to change, and the ink lines quickly reorganized and interweaved.

Elena raised her head in confusion and raised the parchment in her hands. "Professor Dumbledore, there seems to be a problem with this class schedule ..."

"No problem, it belongs to you." Dumbledore smiled gently.

"Wait, you wouldn't want to say ... But I usually have classes!"

A terrible ominous guess suddenly jumped out, Elena opened her eyes subconsciously, the ease on her face disappeared, and she faintly realized what Dumbledore wanted to do.

"Relax, I have already considered this for you. If there are conflicts in the course time, of course, the priority is to follow the Hufflepuff College schedule."

Dumbledore blinked flexibly, revealing a kindly devilish smile in Elena's eyes.

"How nice, you can have double happiness now."

Double ... Double courses with assignments? !

The smile on Elena's face gradually disappeared, Mu Mudi pulled out from her chest and slept like a dead goo, and then put her hands on her chest to start unbuttoning her robe, Mu Mudi said.

"I'm not a Gryffindor, Professor Dumbledore. I was originally a Hufflepuff who kept himself safe."

"According to the school rules, I think that a serious situation like not staying overnight can require an additional hour of tutoring after school every afternoon." Dumbledore said calmly.

"... What about the clothes?" The little silver-haired Loli moved stiffly, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Of course not."

"Are you a devil ?!"

"No, I'm just an ordinary old man." Dumbledore smiled and replied happily.

"..."

The two wizards, one big and one small, stared at each other for a while, just when Dumbledore thought Elena was about to rise.

"If you do this again, I won't save you in the future."

The girl didn't know what she had thought of, and suddenly sat down, buckled up the buttons of her robe again, picked up the little owl who was sleeping, bulged her cheeks, and after a long time, suffocated a word.

"Oh, as long as you are less angry with me a few times, I think it is even saving my life."

Dumbledore shook his head and said half-jokingly.

"I'm serious." Elena said vigorously.

"Yes ... I understand, but first you have to learn magic. After all, I don't know what trouble I'm going to need you to save."

Dumbledore stretched out his hand and smirked at the little Lori's hair, and answered in a childish tone.

——After all, he was still a child. After so long, he ended up with such a childish word.

"You don't understand anything ..."

The silver-haired witch shook her head in dissatisfaction, and the lake blue eyes narrowed, trying to make her eyes look colder as in the middle—although it just made her look more like a kitten with a touched head.

Then, without waiting for Elena to finish, the door of Dumbledore's office slammed loudly and was pushed open.

Hagrid rushed in, his dark, shaggy hair under his eyes, full of anxiety and anxiety, followed by several little wizards behind him.

"It's all my idea, Professor Dumbledore!" Hagrid said eagerly. "I'm the first-year freshman's instructor. This child is just a teaching assistant. If you must be held accountable, you should be punished It should be me, sir ... "

"Professor, Elena just doesn't want to make everyone hungry. She has been working very hard to maintain order. If you want to punish, even us together."

"Yeah yeah, Principal Dumbledore, I ate almost a whole turkey, and Sister Elena didn't eat much."

"Professor Dumbledore must know my father. I will write to my family later. Let him suggest that the board give the school more money to buy food, so you should not punish Elena."

"Why are you here ..."

Hearing the commotion behind ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Elena turned around, but moved a little bit helplessly, preparing to say something.

"It's not ... it's not Elena's business."

Before she could speak, a blushing little girl rushed out of behind Hagrid and ran breathlessly in front of Dumbledore, summoning the courage to speak loudly.

"Hermione of Gryffindor can testify, Elena, she is a road fanatic, she doesn't know the road at all! It's me, I brought everyone to the kitchen door!"

Dumbledore: → _ →

Elena Caslana: ⊙ ▽ ⊙!

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