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"Uh, is that just enough?"

Deep in the Hufflepuff dormitory, the fat friar stopped in the aisle blankly, turning his head to look at the "clerical" witch.

He thought that Elena would ask some secrets from the past, who knows her question is just... in which direction her dormitory is.

"I mean, I thought you'd be asking about some... the past—after all, for the first time in centuries—"

"No need, the relevant dossiers are very detailed."

Elena smiled slightly, shook her head politely, and looked at the fat cultivator and said solemnly.

"Besides, with my rank, it's best not to ask too much about some things. That's the business of adults."

"Whether it's magic, theology, there's not much difference in my opinion - it's all knowledge that takes time to learn, and just mastering it is enough to give me a headache."

"But…"

The fat monk pursed his lips for a few seconds, and his eyes stopped for a while on the dark cross that was shaking in front of Elena's chest.

A normal clergyman wouldn't use a black cross, and he had never heard of a choir of nuns in the Inquisition.

More importantly, according to the rules of the year, any crossover events involving the non-magic world and the magic world should be presided over by bishop-level personnel at least.

The fat monk took a deep look at the tender-faced Elena, looked around, gritted his teeth, and said solemnly.

"Shouldn't this kind of thing be accompanied by a bishop-level big man... I mean, Miss Kaslana, you should be aware of the vigilance of magic over there."

"Perhaps times have indeed changed, but you'd better think about it, after all your experience at Hogwarts Castle has no one to vouch for...it's very dangerous..."

"Bishop? That lord has always been there—"

Elena raised her eyebrows and snorted thoughtfully.

"what?"

The fat monk was stunned.

"My given name is... Theresa Apocalis."

Elena glanced at the ghost suspended in mid-air, suddenly playing with her heart, and said softly with a holy face.

"In the name of Apocalypse, sooner or later, I will inherit the position of bishop, but until then, you are right - these are the responsibility of the old man."

"Wait, wait! Ah, Apocalypse?!"

The fat monk's pupils shrank suddenly, as a clergyman from centuries ago, of course he knew this term.

However, this is not a surname printed on some pure-blood family tree, but a word that appears in countless religious texts, which means...

"…Revelation?!"

"or-"

Elena's eyes flashed with the light of doing things, and she whispered playfully.

"The... cataclysm that destroyed the world?"

"Anyway, thanks for your guide, and goodbye—sir."

She raised her right hand and swiftly waved towards the door that was flashing with dim runes not far away.

Without any splendid brilliance, the door of the room slid silently inward, and the soft and warm light reflected from the crack of the door to the corridor outside.

"If you have any further questions, you might as well go straight to Bishop Apocalis—well, yes, he came to Hogwarts Castle early."

Squeak-boom.

With the door closed again.

In the corridor, only the residual voice of Elena and the suspicious fat monk remained.

"Apocalypse... Bishop?"

The fat cultivator murmured in a low voice, the translucent soul body was indistinct.

As the ardent ghost of Hogwarts, the Fat Friar knew pretty much everyone in and out of the school.

Following Elena's "hint" just now, the fat monk quickly thought of a certain staff member who entered the school almost at the same time as her.

Could it be that…

The fat monk finally looked at the closed bedroom door ahead, and floated towards the area above the castle without looking back.

In any case, these things were not something he could figure out by himself, and he had to ask for some extra help.

...

Phew, magic, theology... The world is indeed more complicated than she imagined.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the bedroom door.

Elena leaned behind the door and took a long breath.

Over time, she gradually understood the destination she hoped to reach, as well as the various challenges and dangers she might encounter along the way.

Maybe she can defeat Voldemort and infiltrate the Ministry of Magic with her "prophecy", but if she wants to integrate the world, the knowledge in movies and novels may be too thin.

The non-interference between the non-magic world and the magic world for several worlds cannot be based on unilateral restraint.

This is like the Cold War confrontation between the United States and the Soviet Union. The balance will only exist between two evenly matched parties.

Ministry of Magic, Muggle government...

These are just the tip of the iceberg, and Elena wouldn't be naive to think that magic or non-magic has an overwhelming advantage.

As someone who unlocks the hope of a new world, before she sets sail, she must figure out how thick the ice layers are and how hard they are hidden under the "sea surface".

"The power of the magical world has almost been integrated, and now we are waiting for the information from the non-magic world..."

The Internet era of human civilization is coming, and she must take the initiative before that, otherwise she is likely to miss the only opportunity for integration in the past century.

After being silent for centuries, the magical civilization that reappears in the eyes of the world must not be a Titanic full of tourists - it must be an invincible icebreaker.

And by that time...

In the age of magic, Elena leaned on the back of the door in a trance.

I didn't expect that in the end, I would write the fairy tale by myself. This feeling is really amazing.

And once she accepts this setting, then she is—

"Elena? Ai, Lin, Na-"

Before she could begin to imagine, a familiar voice roared in her ear.

Immediately after that, there was a pretty face with red fluttering and some baby fat. Although there was a bit of naivety hidden in his brows and eyes, it was even more cute.

"Wow - Elena, you found the dormitory alone?!"

Hannah looked at Elena standing at the door in amazement, as if she saw Hermione flying around in the sky.

"You, your Lu Chi is really still alive?! Oh my God—"

She subconsciously stretched out her hands and pinched the white-haired dumpling's face, trying to confirm whether it was a real person or a magical phantom.

"Have you finally evolved?! Well, it's like the frog seeds you said..."

This is the first time Hannah has seen Elena arrive exactly where they have known each other for so long.

You know, if there is no one to guide, this guy will never step into the cross passage, let alone find the bedroom door and walk in.

According to Hermione, Elena is a "death-level" idiot - if no one accompanies her in the wild, she is likely to lose herself inadvertently.

Snapped.

"You are the seed of the wonderful frog! Also, I am not a luna!"

Elena knocked Hannah's hand off with a snap, UU reading www.uukanshu.com glared at Tie Hanhan angrily.

"The fat monk brought me here—"

"Oh—" Hannah nodded in surprise.

"Stop talking about it, where's your mother?"

Elena looked around the room and asked hurriedly, her expression slightly unspeakably subtle and worried.

There was no one else in the warm and comfortable bedroom, but from the clean and orderly furnishings around it, it was clear that the bedroom had just been tidied up.

"I heard that she came to clean up with you. You shouldn't have encountered anything... um, strange things?"

"Well, mom should be in the bathroom now, right?"

Hannah pointed back and blinked in confusion.

"As for the weird..."

ah ah ah-

Before Hannah could finish her words, a female scream suddenly came from behind the closed bathroom door.

Oops!

Without time to explain, Elena quickly passed Hannah and rushed towards the bathroom.

Is it still a step too late...

Now... it's over...

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