Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

Half an hour later, Hufflepuff Girls ’Dormitory gradually began to wake up.

"Huh, what about Elena?"

Hermione Human Computer Granger rubbed his eyes with one hand and sat up slowly. The light pink suspender pajamas hung half loosely on the left arm, his sleepy eyes looked around, still in daily The initial bootloader phase at the time of power-on.

"I don't know ... but rest assured, she can't run far. You see, her robes are still here."

Feeling the movement around him, Hannah Little Lori, who was sleeping on Hermione's right hand, also woke up, glanced at the wizard's robe that was still on the bedside chair, and yawned while answering.

"And the white-haired dumplings are not stupid, and at best they walked to the kitchen outside Hufflepuff's door, and they won't go any further."

Obviously, the house elves don't know when they have been here.

The dirty clothes that the girls threw in the clothes basket yesterday were all washed and ironed, exuding a refreshing smell, neatly stacked on the chair beside the bed.

"makes sense."

Hermione raised her eyebrows, nodded with a smile, her eyes slowly recovered and she stood up and began to wear clothes.

Both Hannah and Hermione are already very familiar with Elena ’s ludicrous nature, and her character of dying face in her bones-Elena would not and would not find without the two of them navigating Less than a third person can take her to the restaurant for dinner.

Sure enough, when Hermione and Hannah were well-dressed and walked up and down the stairs into the common room, they saw at a glance Elena who was sitting in front of the fireplace and bored the fire with tongs.

"You guys are all packed, let's go to have breakfast ..."

Elena turned her head resentfully, dropped her tongs, and stood up.

Just in the time just now, she discovered a little knowledge that Newt Scamander does not necessarily know-the fireflies born in the flames of the Hufflepuff fireplace ca n’t be eaten, whether it ’s barbecue or raw. No use, it is closer to a luminous magic of a form than a creature.

If these two wings come out later, she might consider secretly snipping from Professor Sprout's "green dill" in the lounge and trying it on the fire.

"Ok……"

Hermione and Hannah nodded in agreement.

With Elena's voice, hunger, like a plague, instantly rushed out of Hermione and Hannah's bodies.

The eleven-two-year-old girl is just the age of a long body, not to mention that the three of them quarreled in the quilt for a while last night, consuming a lot of water and salt ... This is also considered to be packed together and sleeping One of the disadvantages, after all, as long as one person still has mental toss, the other two cannot sleep peacefully.

It must be said that food is a contagious attribute.

Under the imperceptibility of Elena, Hermione and Hannah became more interested in delicious food.

Of course, another reason is that since Dumbledore officially recognized Elena ’s Hogwarts chef status, the quality of Hogwarts ’three meals a day has indeed made a qualitative leap.

Hogwarts has no courses scheduled for the weekend, at least until then.

No matter how rich the breakfast is, most lazy little wizards still choose to stay in bed for a while.

Therefore, when the three Elena arrived at the restaurant, there were not many students sitting in the auditorium, most of the seats were empty, except ...

"Big sister, early."

"Hermione, early."

"Hannah, early."

As soon as Elena entered the auditorium, she heard a vibrant spirit from the long table at Gryffindor College. She turned her head and saw that a bunch of first-year boys such as Harry and Ron were already sitting. At the edge of the table, they waved excitedly at them.

The Slytherin long table on the other side of the auditorium also received the same hello.

"It's really rare ..."

Hermione raised her eyebrows, turned her head and looked at Elena softly.

"This seems to be the first time Ron they got up so early. Is Quidditch's magic so powerful that it can make these boys sleep even lazy-it would be nice if they were so active in class."

"You don't understand, Hermione. This is the boy."

Elena smiled and beckoned to respond, while whispering to answer Hermione's question.

"As far as I know, for the sake of games and sports, they may not even fall in love for a lifetime-for example, the piece of wood in the Gryffindor Quidditch team, most of his girlfriends are ghosts. "

"Anyway, I don't think it's fun to play in the sky."

Hermione pouted, and said seriously, "I have studied it before. Quidditch's rules are too cumbersome and sloppy. There are more than 700 rules. If you really follow the records, it is ..."

"Poof."

Just then, a clear chuckle came from Hermione.

"Aibo Hannah, what are you laughing at?"

Hermione turned her head and looked at the big blond breasted loli holding Elena's left hand, and asked with an unhappy look.

"I remembered something happy."

"What a happy thing?" Hermione narrowed her eyes like an angry cat.

"I was selected for the Quidditch team."

Hannah put out her tongue, tried to take back the smile on her face, and answered with a calm voice.

"Cough cough, puff ~"

Faced with this sudden sense of sight, Elena didn't hold back at all. After a severe cough, she made a throbbing sound, apparently holding back very hard.

"What are you laughing at?"

Hermione's voice grew colder, her brown eyes staring at Elena.

"I am also selected for the Quidditch team ..."

Elena spread her hand and continued without hesitation.

After a pause for a few seconds, Elena didn't continue to perform this famous scene afterwards, looking at the little chocobo that looked more and more unsightly, and gave a series of joyous laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha, cough cough cough, ha ha ha ..."

Anyway, Hannah was there to help, and this time Elena was not afraid that Hermione would pull her dull hair angrily.

"You, you are too much! I ignore you!"

Hermione's small face flushed suddenly, angrily flicking Elena's hand away, walking towards the Gryffindor table.

She naturally knew what the two friends were laughing at. Is n’t it flying? What ’s so great!

"Hey, Granger ..."

Seeing that Hermione seemed really angry, Hannah grumbled a bit at the white-haired ball still smirking there, and quickly released Elena's hand and chased in the direction of Hermione.

Now Hermione is really only a sensitive and willful little loli, not amused at all.

Elena shook her head helplessly and was about to go up with Hannah and took Hermione's little loli to calm down.

Goo!

At this moment, six long-eared owls flew into the auditorium with a slender package ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ After circling in the sky a few times, they landed right on the Slytherin table In front of Draco Malfoy.

At the same time, there was a sound of footsteps at the location of the professor channel on the other side of the auditorium.

As usual, Dumbledore is usually one of the first professors to arrive in the auditorium.

"Malfoy, don't open the package on the table!"

Elena looked a short distance away and had already caught up with Hermione, Hannah, who was clumsyly explaining something, and she was slightly relieved, turning her head to focus on Draco, who was about to tear the package. Malfoy.

Seeing the movements stiff in place, she looked up at her Draco at a loss, Elena could not help but take a long sigh of relief, glanced at the old white-bearded wizard who had just pushed the door into the auditorium, and quickly walked Walk towards the long table of Slytherin.

It ’s no wonder that since getting up this morning, there has always been a feeling of uneasiness in the heart. Is this the reason? It ’s dangerous. If it ’s not a quick response, Dumbledore almost found this broom. Difficult.

But ... why do you always think something is missing? Forget it, it shouldn't matter, anyway, there is no warning for Xiao Duomao.

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Goo! Today's first chapter, the next chapter is complete.

Because I took a scripture with Elder Brother today and found out that I still need to write more outlines every day to ensure a smooth code. So the fat chicken sorted out the outline for the next time and went to goo ~ after fighting, I can write more every day ~

PS: It ’s finally the weekend, and the checkout of the report has been completed. I do n’t need to work overtime.

The current one is even more progress bar ... Hey, how much is coming, forgot ~ (confidence)