Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

In the direction of Lavender Brown's fingers, the little wizards who stayed on the ground turned their heads and looked at them.

I saw a burly giant walking down the hillside. Behind him were a few wizards like dwarfs.

Almost for the first time, Hermione saw the figure with bright silver long hair among the crowd. When he came out, he rushed up in three steps and two steps.

"Do you know how worried everyone is ... um."

"Sorry for worrying everyone. There is good news, and not so bad news."

Elena trot all the way to the first-year freshmen, easily suppressed Hermione Loli who wanted to teach, looked around her eyes and looked at her tender face, shrugged and said cleanly.

"Although it is not an egg, but after explanation and discussion, Professor Dumbledore said that he did not intend to delve into this matter-neither deduct points nor imprison or copy sentences. So, you can continue to enjoy this A sumptuous lunch. "

After the girl answered in the affirmative, the big stones in the hearts of the uneasy little wizards finally fell, and they all sighed with relief, and some even couldn't help cheering.

"Huh, great."

"Yay!"

"Finally let go of my heart ..."

"Long live Sister Elena!"

To be precise, since Elena appeared, all first-year freshmen seemed to have found the backbone of their hearts, and the tension and wandering in the air of the venue dissipated a large part of it.

After a while, when everyone's emotions calmed down, they gradually began to notice another thing in Elena's mouth.

"So ... Sister Elena, what is the bad news?"

A boy with curly hair wearing a Hufflepuff robe asked curiously.

Justin Finley, a little wizard from the Muggle family like Hermione Granger.

The reason why Elena remembers his name is not to say how deep the impression of the character in the original time and space is, but what makes her remember deeply is the self-introduction that he simply took during the gossip.

If you did not receive the admission notice from Hogwarts, Justin Finley was originally going to Eaton Middle School, which is considered to be the best in the UK. The British royal, political and economic elites must choose , The most famous noble middle school in Britain.

Although there is not much mention of Justin Finelli ’s family background in the original book, but for those who can enter this school, apart from the individual talents and outstanding geniuses, the family background is definitely not simple, usually at least There is an aristocratic identity-this is not a fake aristocrat like the platinum aristocracy in the previous generation, but a real aristocrat who has been officially sealed by the royal family.

In other words, if the Malfoy family's status in the magic world is single in terms of family history, there may not necessarily be a high status of the Finlieri family in the non-magic world.

"This is a leek seedling worth cultivating ......"

Elena looked up and down the cute little witch, if she said she would try to merge the non-magic world with the magic world, then the role of Justin Finlieri can be compared to most pure Blood wizards are much more useful.

Thinking of this, the little silver-haired Loli smiled gently, and the delicate face became a little brighter, explaining patiently.

"Well, because we affected the dining of seniors. In order to make us aware of the severity of our mistakes, the school kitchen will not be open to our first grade tonight."

Elena spread her hands helplessly, revealing a sad smile, "In short, we can only try to get something for ourselves tonight."

"It's not fair!" Justin Finelli complained indignantly.

"Okay, at least we still have so much food brought out of the kitchen." A pretty little witch of Indian descent patted the boy's shoulder and said easily, judging from her Ravenclaw's uniform It should be Padma Petil, who also has a twin sister at Gryffindor College.

"No ... Professor Dumbledore said that excess food will be recycled in the kitchen."

After hearing Dumbledore ’s words, Ron shook his head sadly, raised his finger and nodded behind the crowd, "Look, they have come."

"Recycle? What do you mean? Oh ... no!"

Padma Petil turned his head in confusion and exclaimed.

I do n’t know when, suddenly a few more house-elves wearing tea towels with the Hogwarts emblem printed appeared behind them. As the elves snapped their fingers, the extra meat on the tablecloth was disappearing quickly. .

"Wait! Stop, that one won't work!"

At this moment, Elena felt that Hermione in her hand suddenly did not know where to burst out her strength, and she broke free of her suppression. With a panic and anxiety, she threw herself at a wrapped white dinnercloth With both hands, he grabbed the dinner cloth and hid behind him, and looked at the house elf who was approaching with a pleading look.

"Please, we just need to leave this, we will finish eating soon ..."

Snapped!

The house elf snapped his fingers calmly, and Hermione's hands were empty, with nothing left.

"Wait……"

"Sorry, respected lady, this is Professor Dumbledore's request, I hope you can understand." The elf bowed respectfully without giving Hermione more reaction time. After a soft sound, it disappeared directly. Between the venues.

Seeing Hermione's lost expression, Elena walked over quite amusingly, habitually preparing to make a few laughs.

"When did my little Hermione begin to learn to steal food ... um?"

Feeling that the sleeves were pulled, the little silver-haired witch turned her head, and Crabbe's cautious voice came from her ear.

"Hey?" Elena's expression stiffened, her eyes touched slightly, did she leave food for her ...

Oops, what should I do? She is the worst at handling this situation.

Fortunately, at this moment, Hagrid's cries suddenly came from a short distance away.

"Hey, Elena, first graders, I thought of a good way."

I saw Hagrid coming out of the hut, holding a big pocket in his hand, and waved excitedly towards everyone.

"I suddenly remembered that I had made a lot of rock crust cakes before, although it may not be so delicious, but at least everyone's dinner has fallen."

"Higer, can you actually cook ?!"

Harry opened his eyes in disbelief and looked at the giant in surprise. It was hard for him to imagine the appearance of such a rugged man wearing an apron.

"Wow, of course."

Hagrid raised his chin, glanced down at Harry, and said proudly.

"I know a lot of things. Anyway, after all, I have been alone in the hunting ground for so many years and I have to learn to take care of myself. Come and come, everyone can try it first."

As he said, Hagrid took a hard pie from his pocket and stuffed it into Elena's hands.

Rock crust?

The second time I heard the name, some elder Elena finally reacted. Isn't this the dark dish of the legendary Hagrid Cabin that can be used as a self-defense weapon and can easily smash normal human teeth.

Seeing a group of ignorant little wizards take the rock crust with excitement, Elena twitched her eyes.

Sure enough, there was a burst of painful cries on the ground at the next moment.

"Hey, Mr. Hagrid, I think we should try some normal food first."

Elena shook her head helplessly, patting a somewhat frustrated Hagrid suggested. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"But ... except for the rock crust cake, we have no other food for a while." Hagrid, whose cooking was frustrated, said dullly.

"No, yes. And ... it's still very rich."

Elena glanced at the sparkling Hogwarts Black Lake and the densely forbidden forest on the edge of the site, revealing a sad smile.

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