Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

As an owl-shaped hunter that is also a raptor, the owl's flight speed is obviously not too slow.

Although it is slightly inferior to the absolute speed of eagles and falcons in the sky, it is much more flexible in the complex space shuttle.

Therefore, even if the reserve grain deliberately used hovering and occasional stops to slow down the navigation speed, the two of Elena had to trot all the way to catch up.

As for the way to navigate back and forth, since Elena unfortunately got lost once, the smart reserve immediately eliminated this distracting option from its navigation mode.

"Well, arrived on time - Father Father, you should really exercise more..."

Elena raised her hand and motioned for the small hairball in mid-air to fall on her arm, while looking at Father Benitez, who was panting beside him.

Since Hogwarts sponsored the orphanage, Father Benitez, who does not need to fight black boxing, has obviously slack off a lot in exercise.

In Elena's impression, when she was not in school, Benitez was not as vain as he is now. .

She frowned slightly, looked at Benitez carefully for a while, and whispered worriedly.

"Or, is this a sequelae of 'that'?"

The documents submitted to Dumbledore by Succubus Island did not mention any allergies or rejections.

After all, werewolf serum is a brand new concept serum that has not been tested on a large scale for a long time and only exists in the laboratory synthesis stage.

Even though the difference between it and the werewolf transformation process is only 7/10,000 in terms of mechanism, Elena is still not sure whether there are some unknown side effects.

"...you caught up with an owl just now, girl."

Benitez glanced at Elena with a steady breath and said helplessly.

"Anyway, in my opinion, I am at least two or three percent faster than usual, although it is worse than you."

The night of the last full moon has just passed, and according to the "cheap father", he will not experience the power of the wolf and the subsequent period of weakness until at least next month.

But even so, he was still able to perceive some subtle changes in his body, and after the violent running just now, he was even more sure of the power that was gushing out.

"Well, is that right? After today's parent-teacher meeting, I'll accompany you to a magic hospital over in Salzburg for a full-scale medical examination—"

Elena said suspiciously, glanced at the crowded classroom, and said in a low voice.

"You almost remember the situation of Shengguang, you can act in your true colors - this is your job."

"Of course, but you're sure it won't...is there any problem?"

Benitez sorted out his priest's robe, and his tone was mixed with a strong suspicion.

As a cleric, preaching the Holy Light in Hogwarts Castle, where magic is taught, shouldn't this girl want to take the opportunity to "kill her father"?

"Don't worry, Hogwarts is my territory now."

Elena waved her hand vigorously, and the little dumb hair on top of her head swayed from side to side triumphantly.

"Don't look at me as the head chef and headmaster of Hogwarts now, but even if the deputy headmaster Cat, who is the temporary headmaster, wants me to help, he has to use 'please'..."

"Sorry to interrupt a little..."

Before Elena could finish speaking, a calm voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them.

"If you don't plan to go in for a while, can you let me go first? Miss Kaslana—please?"

As soon as Elena turned around, she saw "Vice President Cat" standing in front of her, holding a stack of thick parchment and a "professor's" magic book in her arms.

Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows, a creepy smile on her face, and her eagle-like gaze passed over the gold-rimmed glasses and slowly stopped on Elena's face.

"Hello, Professor McGonagall... I'm very sorry, um, I will educate Elena well in the future."

Benitez smiled awkwardly, pulled Elena aside, and said quickly.

Although this is his first time to hold a parent-teacher conference at Hogwarts, Benitez is very skilled in handling conflicts between home and school and dealing with school professors.

Previously, when Elena was studying at the public primary school in Scotland, he would encounter such a mess to clean up almost every month, but now it's just a recurrence of the past.

"Hello, Mr. Benitez. The parent-teacher meeting is about to start. Find a seat in the classroom and take a seat."

Professor McGonagall glanced at Elena, who was obediently pulled aside, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she nodded at Benitez with a smile.

I didn't expect the seemingly lawless Elena to be so well-behaved in front of the dean of this Muggle orphanage.

It is no wonder that Dumbledore emphasized that "home-school linkage" is an important channel for managing and solving certain problems at Hogwarts. It seems that it has this meaning.

In fact, when he invited Elena to study at Hogwarts, McGonagall vaguely felt that this Muggle was more like Elena's father than the head of the orphanage.

"Seats? But—well, we'll just stand."

Benitez followed Professor McGonagall into the classroom and looked at the crowded classroom.

During the summer vacation last year, he roughly learned from Elena that there were more than seventy second-year students.

The students from the two classes added together, and the originally empty and spacious classroom suddenly became crowded.

Not to mention, there are so many parents of students in classrooms right now.

As Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom, the buzzing complaints in the classroom gradually quieted down.

Parents who didn't get their seats because of the short notice to change classrooms gathered around Professor McGonagall.

Amid the crowds, Benitezla squeezed Elena, trying to find a place to stay.

"Elena, this way, this way..."

Before Benitez could see the situation in the classroom clearly, a girl's voice came from not far away.

Benitez followed the voice and saw a little blond witch with a little baby fat waving at Elena.

If he remembered correctly, the kid seemed to be Hannah Abbott, also from Hufflepuff, and living in the same dorm as Elena.

At Christmas this year, she and Elena flew to the orphanage to spend the holiday with the children. Benitez heard a lot about Elena from her.

Next to Hannah stood an adult witch who looked a bit like her. If nothing else, it should be Mrs. Aibo who came to attend the parent-teacher meeting.

In addition, the other two little witches who accompanied Elena to the orphanage on Christmas night were also next to Hannah, chatting and laughing with their fathers about some topics.

Following Hannah's voice, the other two little witches also noticed Elena who appeared at the door and turned their heads to look at her with joy.

"Elena, why are you here now, I thought you were lost in the castle again—"

"Sister Elena, Dad just talked about the next issue of "The Quibbler". Would you like to listen to it together? It seems that there is a kind of elves that can draw magic maps!"

"The magic map may be of no use to Elena. After all, even if she walks while looking at the map, sometimes she may be so crooked that she doesn't know where to go..."

After getting along for more than a year, the other three little witches already knew about Elena's weaknesses, and tacitly joined hands to make fun of each other.

Perhaps for the vast majority of students, the parents will mean some unknown "unknown", but it never includes them.

"Lost? How is it possible, I haven't lost my way for a long time!"

Elena's little dumb hair suddenly exploded, and she quickly retorted without hesitation.

"Don't forget, my sense of direction is not very good, but the grain reserves are definitely more powerful than you combined."

As she spoke, she leaned fiercely towards the rebellious little girls, threatening to make a few gestures quietly.

However, on this occasion, Elena's deterrent power was almost equal to zero. Hermione and the others exchanged glances and moved their wrists tacitly.

The four little witches quickly got into a fight with a laugh and talk~www.readwn.com~The advantage of the number of "anti-danzi alliance" was fully revealed at this time, and Elena was suppressed in an instant.

At the same time, the adults who were temporarily put aside did not disturb the children's playfulness, and they still had some "adult" conversations to have.

"Then, you must be the Mr. Benitez that Hermione spoke of."

Mr. Granger retracted the gaze that fell on his daughter, and looked thoughtfully at the middle-aged man in the simple priest's robe in front of him.

"First time, nice to meet you - you can call me Mr. Granger or Dr. Granger."

Mr. Granger paused for a few seconds, considered his words a little, and said quietly.

"I heard that this Christmas... Hermione seems to be at your place?"

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