Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

"Um ..."

At more than six in the morning, Elena was awakened by her biological clock on time.

Opening her eyes vaguely, she realized that she was sandwiched between Hannah and Hermione like a sandwich.

The beds at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are not too big, and they are slightly wider than the average university dormitory. However, if you squeeze a little, you can sleep with three petite loli. .

Hannah had been facing her all the time, holding Elena's arms tightly with both hands, like a little sloth hugged on a tree trunk and sleeping. Hermione didn't know when she slept sideways, with one arm resting on Elena's chest, and the pink suspender pajamas crooked to the side, exposing the soft and delicate skin below.

The three were so close that she could almost feel the weak bullying of her body when the two wings breathed, and the warm breath from one left to the right blew across Elena ’s ear, making her tickle a little , Can't help thinking ...

While Hermione and Hannah were still awake, Elena dared to kiss the faces of the two little Loli secretly, and then pulled her arms out carefully like a thief, slipping out of bed and running Go back into the empty bathroom and walk four ... ah, brush your teeth and wash your face.

Although she stayed up and chatted, she was a little tired this morning than usual.

But as soon as I thought about the success of "fraud marriage" last night, Elena felt as if she had a sweet fruit candy in her mouth, and the little hair on her head dangled happily.

Of course, drawing on the lesson that the backyard almost caught fire before dinner, Elena did not ignore Hannah ’s cuteness this time. After the "second deception marriage", she also arranged a position as a "clerk" for Hannah— —At present, it is mainly responsible for transcribing and sorting out the scattered ideas they have discussed.

The latest issue of "Singing the Opposition" is still in printing and typesetting. If you want to see it, you have to wait until Sunday evening at the earliest.

And from the next submission and printing, there is almost a full week.

Before that, they still have plenty of time to polish an article that is both eye-catching and can withstand the research of historical scholars in the magic world-at the same time, it also gives Hermione and Hannah a buffer Internship period.

After all, just like Darwin ’s theory of evolution, any evolution takes time.

No matter how smart Hermione Granger wants to evolve from a "Miss Master" to a qualified "Computing Ji", it will take some time to enter the basic data.

Or, to put it simply, after reading the list of reference books that Elena listed for her—of course, with Elena ’s knowledge of Hermione, she probably thinks these books are too few.

When Elena finished washing, the time was still very early, and the whole girl's dormitory was quiet.

Elena returned to the bed and carefully re-covered the quilt for Hermione and Hanna, who were still asleep, crept across the room, and climbed the stairs into the public lounge of Hufflepuff.

There were some afterglows shimmering in the fireplace, and the armchair seemed to have only a dark shadow.

But as Elena walked into the lounge, a soft fluorescent light quietly lit up, and the ceiling was covered with countless small light spots, just like the night sky covered with stars-those born from the flame Fireflies usually inhabit the round ceilings, and whenever someone needs them, they will quietly light up the room.

"What a clever little guy ..."

Elena's eyes stayed on the little light spots that couldn't be eaten in the sky, smashed her mouth, walked to the small table in front of the fireplace, conceived a little, and started writing letters.

The recipient of the letter was Bahida Bashat, a well-known magic historian in the magic world, the author of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry History textbook, and Grindelwald's aunt.

Not long ago, she even sent a copy of "Historical History of Magic: Hardcover Collector's Edition" to Hogwarts.

Although I don't know what Grindelwald wrote in the letter, but according to the message from Bashida Bashat, at least I knew the existence of Elena directly.

After all, the first sentence of the handwriting to open the title page is-[I would like to send this book to Elena Kaslana, hoping to be able to open the mist of the history of magic for her. 】

So, of course, even out of politeness, Elena should write a reply to express her gratitude.

Not to mention, in today's magic world, there are few people who can match Bahida Bashat in the field of magic history.

If some of the articles in the next few episodes of "Singing the Opposition" will be interpreted and recognized by this authoritative person, Elena will face a lot of doubts and pressure afterwards.

As for whether Ms. Bashat might refuse, Elena was not worried at all. As long as Bahida Bashat opened the envelope and read the first sentence, according to the character of the witch, she would be happy to help.

"Dear Ms. Bahida Bashat, my great-grandmother and grandpa, grandpa has handed over the" History of Magic · Hardcover Collector's Edition "to me.

Elena bit the end of the quill pen and leaned over to write on the parchment without thinking.

A quarter of an hour later, Elena picked up the parchment in her hand and checked it again, nodding her head in satisfaction.

After experiencing correspondence with the Lovegood family, she has become more proficient when facing this kind of communication between wizards ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Regardless of the style and tone of writing, It was smooth and smooth.

In the letter, she focused on expressing her gratitude to Bahida Bashat, as well as some of the confusion and troubles encountered in her current studies, and considering that Ms. Bashat is already old, "Intimate little cotton-padded jacket · Ai "Lina" even wrote specifically at the end of the letter-if Grandma Zu feels that there is any problem and inconvenience in the communication of the letter, she can also let grandpa accompany him to the grandma's residence to talk face to face.

"Get up ..."

Elena picked out the reserve grain that was rushed back to sleep in the bird cage and shook it a little before the fire swaying in the fireplace. She was still a little sleepy and the little owl woke up instantly, and her small head turned 180. Ten degrees, looking at his little owner flatteringly, rubbed intimately.

Goo! Goo goo!

"Go, reserve grain and give this family letter to Grandmother Bashatou."

Watching the stored grain disappearing outside the edge of the floor window, a lovely smile appeared on Elena's face-for many years, there haven't been many juniors who care about the life of the elderly. Grandma and grandpa must be lonely, right?

And if it goes well, Mr. Lovegood's "Singing the Opposition" will also usher in a blowout sales event.

Speaking of it, I don't know if the child Draco obediently wrote a family letter to his family ...

After all, Draco Malfoy at this age may not necessarily understand the principle of "the family book is worth ten thousand dollars".

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Goo! Today's first chapter, the next chapter is still working hard to write.

The current progress bar (1/20)! ! ! Ah ah ah ah, owe 20 chapters soon. What happened in the end, extremely frightened. . . .