Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

　　 Under the urging of Professor McGonagall, the students reluctantly left the hall one by one.

　　On the way from the entrance hall to the common rooms of the various colleges, the curious, panic, and excited discussions hardly stopped for a second.

The students who watched the whole course happily relayed the details of the "Devil's Guidance Battle" to the little wizards who hadn't seen them, excited as if they were the "ordinary castle administrators" who were one to six. As for the Auror and Umbridge Without exception, they were described as stupid and nasty.

　　 On the other side, Elena finally reunited with the little wings standing on the other side of the crowd.

　　 "Elena, what was going on just now..."

　　 "Well, it’s not convenient to talk here. I will tell you slowly when I return to the dormitory."

　　 Before "Hundred Thousand Why Misses" could finish speaking, Elena looked around and answered first.

Regarding Professor Quirrell, Umbridge and the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, even if she doesn’t say anything, the core hot spots of the major newspapers and magazines in the next few days will inevitably be the content of this aspect. Rather than let Little Wings listen Those second-hand versions might as well explain them in detail.

　　 As for stupidly explaining everything clearly in the hall?

　　 Then can’t you enjoy the luxurious bath at night? She managed to get herself a top-notch bathroom, but if it was not used well, it would be a bit wasteful, and it did not fit the Gringotts Fairy Queen’s style of diligence and frugality.

　　 On the other hand, the confidentiality of the Hogwarts foyer is indeed a bit poor.

　　Quilinas Quirrell’s accident is a warning, some inconspicuous little details are likely to trigger a very tricky chain reaction.

There are too many methods for eavesdropping, shooting, and stealing in the magic world. There are more than 20 media on the scene today. She does not intend to be here until the house elves and the castle administrator have cleaned up the castle environment. There are too many opinions in this kind of public place.

　　 "Wait, wait! Don't leave yet."

　　 Xenofilius looked at her daughter who was talking with a friend and was about to leave the hall, and subconsciously took a step forward.

　　 "Uh, it's still early, or I will tell you first--"

According to normal logic, Xenofilius would never stop in front of the witch—just like those ignorant and arrogant Ministry officials, wizards who ignore the Dark Lord usually do not end well—but the feet are Unconsciously moved, he stood in front of the witch.

　　 "Mr. Lovegood? I didn't expect you to come too. What a coincidence."

　　Elena glanced at the editor-in-chief of "Singing and Singing" who suddenly appeared in front of her, and frowned slightly.

"The faculty lounge is on the other side of the auditorium. The joint press conference between the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts should be about to begin. As for storytelling, maybe you can wait until later. After all, in my personal opinion, you are still in the magazine. The news work of the agency is important."

　　 "I wrote about those things years ago, there is nothing to look forward to—"

　　Mr. Lovegood said quickly, and his eyes passed Elena from time to time, looking at his cutest treasure.

　　 "Okay, Dad. I'm glad you came to see me."

　　 Noting the sight of her old father, Luna sighed helplessly.

"But Sister Elena is right, I can't influence your work. But Sister Elena is right, I can't influence your work. Besides, we still have our own responsibilities-as a discipline committee, we have to deal with The prefects lead everyone back to their respective lounges."

　　 "Uh, it must be late after that, I can send you to the Ravenclaw Tower at that time—"

　　 Xenofilius Lovegood opened his mouth, and his brain turned quickly, seeming to return to the lightning when he was in love.

　　 "No, Dad. I can sleep in Elena and Hannah's room tonight."

　　 Luna shook her head quickly, and gave her humiliating dad a bit angry, her tone a little dissatisfied.

"Well, I’m not a three-year-old kid anymore. Counting last year, this is my second year at Hogwarts. You really don’t have to worry about this and that, you just have to work hard. I’m relieved-without me supervising you at home, you obviously have less drafts some time ago. Leave me alone, go and do your job, I still have Hermione, Hannah, and Elena. They accompany me..."

　　 Her gaze hovered among the friends around her, her expression a little embarrassed and annoyed.

Although Elena, Hermione and others didn’t say anything, Luna felt an inexplicable irritability and uneasiness in her heart. She would prefer to see her father talk about the horned snoring beast as confidently and confidently as usual, rather than this. It's like coaxing the care of an inept child.

　　 "Dad, let's go--"

　　 Luna frowned and repeated it again.

　　 "Oh, oh—"

　　Mr. Lovegood looked at the little Luna who was starting to get angry, and then looked around.

　　 Although he is a bit slow in terms of human relations and sophistication, so long is enough for him to gradually react.

Luna, who was dependent on him, fragile and helpless, and the only one in the world, grew up. She began to have her own friends, her own social circle, her little responsibilities and planned arrangements-she would instead Makes the little moon a little uncomfortable at this time.

　　 "Uh, I'll get you something, you guys will wait for me here for a while, don't go away."

　　 Xenofilius Lovegood glanced at Luna, turned around involuntarily, and hurried upstairs.

Mr. Lovegood is very tall and looks particularly conspicuous among the Hogwarts students. The girls watched him struggling to go upstairs in confusion, saying apologies and anxiously. He hurriedly squeezed forward, and soon disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

　　 "Luna, did your father bring you any gifts?"

　　 Hannah turned her head and asked in confusion.

　　 "...I shouldn't? Dad doesn't usually give me gifts. He is a careless adult who can't even remember his birthday."

　　 Luna also shook her head blankly, and stood on her toes to see where her father had disappeared.

　　 However, such things are not uncommon in the past.

Mr. Lovegood would occasionally think of something, and then he moved in a hurry-perhaps it was a sudden inspiration clip, or he forgot to pay the manuscript fee, or the flowers outside the hill opened up, and he even forgot to buy three meals. Things like food...

　　 All in all, this scene is so familiar to Luna, her daily life with her father is always full of surprises.

　　 "Forget it, let's help the prefects persuade everyone to leave. Anyway, it will take a while..."

　　 Luna shook her head, turned her head and looked at the still a little noisy and crowded hall.

　　 There are not many student cadres at Hogwarts. Counting the 24 prefects and two student representatives of the four colleges, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has a total of only 26 people.

Now it’s not the sort of orderly scene after dining in the auditorium. A steady stream of students are still coming after hearing the news, and many of the students who had been onlookers were still staying in the foyer or strolling in the castle—it happened so intensely. Most people are quite excited at this time.

　　 Obviously, as a commissioner of discipline, they must first dispel those who are still staying in the hall.

　　 "Oh, that's the same-as usual, I'll deal with those stubborn guys, Luna, you and Hermione are in charge of most of..."

　　 Hannah looked around the noisy hall, nodded seriously, and moved her arms left and right.

　　 "Rua——"

　　 "Luna, block the horizon! Whirlwind——"

　　Hermione's wand flicked slightly, and the howling cold wind poured in from outside the oak door, driving away the students in the hall.

　　 On the other side, Luna dexterously tapped her wand in the air.

　　 The light in the hall dimmed silently. Except for the aisles leading to the common rooms of the various colleges, the other corners of the hall gradually became cold and dark, making people unconsciously want to leave those places.

　　 After several months of practice, their skills and coping skills in this area have improved a lot compared to when they first started school.

　　Of course, Elena didn't watch the show either.

At the prompt of the house elves, Elena scanned the corners of the hall in turn, patiently and kindly persuading the students who were still staying in the hall to go back to bed and sleep-after the Quidditch match last year, her persuasive power Suddenly a lot stronger.

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