Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

Office of the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

The white light and shadow lingering above the Pensieve gradually dissipated, and soon returned to tranquility.

Dumbledore didn't leave any more memories, it seemed that he was just out of the way temporarily.

"Miss Kaslana, Hogwarts is now guarded by you"

Not far away, the Sorting Hat suddenly "woke up", the brim of the hat opened and closed up and down, and a complicated sigh came out.

"Professor Dumbledore has opened up the full authority of the headmaster's office. You can freely control everything, destroy or innovate... in your mind."

"Oh, I thought you were going to sleep forever, after all, you've always been a smart hat."

Elena raised her brows and looked up at the sorting hat behind the desk, her eyes moving in the quiet office...

The portraits of the previous principals on the wall also woke up one by one, looking at Elena with different expressions, but none of the portraits took the initiative to join the conversation.

"It is a philosophy to be wise and safe, but I also have the courage to deal with difficulties, the wisdom to solve mysteries, and the heart to face reality."

The Sorting Hat twisted slightly, and uncomfortably staggered away from the little witch in front of her, whose eyes were full of angry flames, and spoke softly and calmly as if she were singing.

"The old days have passed, Miss Kaslana, you have brought a new light to Hogwarts and the wizarding world, and Dumbledore thinks you will make good use of this room...whenever you need it, whether it is a collection The books on the bookcases, the wisdom of past Hogwarts headmasters, and even the items on every drawer and wooden shelf in this room."

"Well, I understand that I have absolute control over the principal's office and everything in it, right?"

Elena nodded casually, a dangerous light flashing in her lake blue eyes.

"So, magic hat of wisdom, what if I choose to burn this place directly?"

"...theoretically you do have this right, but"

The Sorting Hat replied with a dry smile, but before it could finish, it turned into a frightened hesitant.

"Kenaz flames"

Elena raised her right hand and recited softly.

"Burn everything up and let the flames of purgatory purify the disgusting aura left in this place..."

The faint blue flames bloomed from the tip of her white and tender fingers, and in an instant it turned into a sea of ​​flames that surged in all directions.

The high temperature of nearly 1,000 degrees evaporated the water mist in the air in an instant, and the subtle burnt smell still wafted out, and the principals who had been dozing off couldn't sit still.

"stop!"

"What do you want to do!?"

"Don't be impulsive, what's going on with Dumbledore?"

"Oh? So... the respected principals are also afraid of losing both sides?"

Elena chuckled lightly, and flicked her fingers deftly in mid-air.

The sea of ​​fire that filled the sky returned to her fingertips like a dragon absorbing water, turning into a cute little spark that kept swaying.

"Dumbledore has not resigned from the position of headmaster, which means that he can still observe Hogwarts remotely through the portraits distributed in the wizarding world."

"The portraits of past Headmasters at Hogwarts have vowed to help the current Headmaster, and I am well aware of this ancient agreement. However, I am sure you all know what is happening now..."

"If I discover that anyone leaks the secrets in this office, or secretly provides 'surveillance' assistance to Albus Dumbledore, I will burn all the portraits and sorting hats in the headmaster's office as soon as possible. , and remove your other portraits in the magic world little by little. Now, I will give you half a day to consider whether you are willing to continue on the wall."

She flicked her finger lightly, and the spark fell in a graceful arc into the fireplace not far away, igniting a bright fire.

A few wisps of shiny floo powder floated from the snuffbox by the fireplace and fell into the throbbing fire.

"Hubrian, establish continuous access, ready to support Hogwarts at all times."

As the flames turned bright green, Elena's voice was magically attached to the flames and flew into the sky.

Since taking control of Rune Rune's fire runes, her ability to manipulate magical flames has reached an extremely terrifying level.

If it were her two years ago, she might have really set the principal's office on fire, but she doesn't plan to do so now, after all, these are now her personal property.

The injustice has the head and the debt has the owner. Since the spicy old radish dares to spread his word to his family, he must prepare for the liquidation after the good deeds.

Of course, right now she has more important things than reciprocal revenge...

"Fox, please, take me a short flight later"

Elena gently stroked Phoenix's slender neck a few times, and took out a few small fish and rice from her chest to feed her.

"Location, the main entrance of the castle."

hold head high

Accompanied by a crisp and pleasant chirping.

The golden-red flames enveloped Elena, and the next moment she disappeared into the principal's office.

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"Hogwarts is very complicated, please don't wander around in a while~www.readwn.com~ Elena will still get lost in the castle now."

"Oh, Elena is a little confused, her sense of direction has never been good..."

"It's not just bad, I've lived at Hogwarts for hundreds of years, and I've never seen a witch who lacks a sense of direction like Miss Kaslana."

Hogwarts, the main entrance of the castle.

Grindelwald and Benitez chatted while walking down the long walk.

Just like the famous breaking pot principle, with Elena's "behind-the-scenes" identity completely exposed, the topic between the two opened up instead.

Apart from some "Great Arcana" past events that they couldn't talk about, the two quickly found common ground in taking care of Elena.

And Nick, who was almost headless, floated lightly in front of them, twisting the head that was about to fall from time to time, participating in the dialogue between the "cheap" father and son.

As the most special member of the Great Arcana Council, he is not worried about the threat of the witch. Anyway, he is a ghost who has been dead for hundreds of years, and death is his best reliance.

"...Really? Sir Nicholas. I don't believe it."

At this moment, a dazzling golden-red fire lit up on the side of the Hogwarts gate.

Elena gently released her right hand, and Phoenix Fox's beautiful tail feathers swept across her shoulders and flew upwards.

"It looks like you guys were having a good time chatting. I thought that after the injection of that serum, the atmosphere would be a little more serious."

"Cough, I still have something to do, I'll go first."

Grindelwald glanced at the smiling little witch, his eyelids jumped, and he quickly pointed to the stairs next to him.

"You know, I'm also the official professor of this magic school. There are many classes waiting for the parent-teacher conference. I have to hurry over there..."

Not good!