Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

Meanwhile, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the Highlands of Scotland.

Unconsciously, the time is approaching noon.

After a golden-red fire, Dumbledore's figure appeared on the covered bridge outside the main entrance of Hogwarts Castle.

"Hoo, I finally came back, I hope Elena and Gellert can get along well."

Dumbledore looked up at the familiar turquoise castle, with a long sigh of relief, a light and cheerful look on his face.

In the long coaching career of the old man, he used to think that the James Potter quartet, or the Weasley twin brothers, had been the most troublesome rascal in the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

However, it was only after he met Elena Caslana that Dumbledore finally realized that compared to this mixed-world little devil, the previous children were really quite worry-free.

Fortunately, at least for the next five days, the calm and peaceful Hogwarts that he was familiar with could temporarily return. As for the things on the side of Newmontgarde Castle, with experienced Grindelwald sitting on the ground, coupled with exquisite and comfortable living environment, even if the half-blooded little Meiwa is a little bit infuriated, it should be understood and patient.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore's steps could not help but briskly.

"Oh, Principal Dumbledore, you came back just right. I just notified the order of lunch at noon today for all grades."

Don't have time to push the door of the auditorium, Dumbledore happened to meet Mrs. Bobby Pomfrey, the medical dean of the school, who was walking down the stairs with a piece of parchment in her hand.

In fact, in the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, in addition to Dumbledore as the principal, Pomfrey, who is responsible for the treatment of all teachers and students, is actually the highest-ranking faculty member-only Pomfrey The wife is unwilling to take up positions other than medical work.

Consider that Professor McGonagall, who is the vice principal, is also a member of the "Military Training Instructor". Therefore, Dumbledore specially asked Mrs. Pomfrey before leaving the school. If he was too late to rush back to school before noon today, she would judge the grouping of the assigned lunch based on the completion of the training of each grade.

"Hard work, Bobby. Speaking, how are the students in the infirmary?"

Dumbledore nodded with a smile, and took the parchment from Madam Pomfrey without eagerly opening it. The two were talking and walking towards the empty auditorium.

"Most of the students are okay, and slightly more serious are the two Slytherin third graders. They were severely injured in this confrontation and may need to lie in bed for a few more days to recover."

Madam Pomfrey frowned, and said with dissatisfaction, "I want to say that these children are too light and heavy. Even if the two poor boys are cured, I worry that they will be long afterwards. For a period of time, mentally, it will bring a little shadow. "

Honestly, when she first arrived at the first floor of Hogwarts Castle, Madam Pomfrey was really scared. In her mind, Hogwarts has never seen such a serious student fight.

Fortunately, the most powerful spells used among students are the coma spell and the petrified spell—in fact, Hogwarts' teaching plan does not teach other more powerful and effective duel magic.

"Well, I have realized this aspect. This is actually the result of the accumulation of various factors, so we will try to break up the four colleges, so that they can have more understanding and exchanges. opportunity."

Dumbledore rubbed his head with fear, fortunately, the culprit had been away from the school for a while, and Cedric and Marcus were also individually instructed by the deans of their respective colleges. Judging from the results, because of this fight, the relationship between Hufflepuff and the students of Slytherin appeared to be ice-breaking, which was barely a blessing.

"Well? The first grade is good."

As he said, Dumbledore glanced at the parchment in his hand and glanced at the completion of the training tasks of all grades today. He raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and made a surprised nasal sound.

The third-year students led by Professor Snape surpassed the sixth-grade students led by Professor McGonagall and became the first in the school. Dumbledore was not particularly surprised at this point. After all, judging from yesterday's situation, the gap between the two sides was actually not too large, and considering the accident at noon yesterday, it was inevitable that some slackness occurred in sixth graders.

Was really beyond his expectations. After Elena left, only the first grade left by Hagrid surpassed the sixth grade with a slight advantage, and became the second grade of the school's training program.

"The children of this year are really amazing."

Dumbledore knocked on the parchment thoughtfully, and couldn't help remembering the night when the branch cap shivered. Every first-year freshman dared to speak his choices in front of the school students-although the form may be Something is wrong.

But there is no doubt that compared with the little wizards who accepted the arrangement of the branch in the past, this year's little wizards have a clear goal from the beginning. Rather than saying what kind of abilities they have, it is better to say that they actively chose what kind of wizard they want to be in the future.

It's just that because Elena's light was too dazzling before, most of the teachers and students' attention was focused on the girl's body, so that they ignored the children who gathered around Elena.

"Maybe ... earlier?"

Dumbledore's fingers paused a little bit ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A little thought flashed in his eyes, and he whispered whispering-that round of the silver moon rising over the Black Lake, the chance encounter on the Hogwarts Express, or It's a clue that appeared earlier ...

"I'm sorry, Dumbledore, what did you just say?" Madam Pomfrey, who was sitting on the left side of the old man, turned her head and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, just some sporadic ideas that still need time to verify."

Dumbledore recovered, shook his head, and smiled gently, "It turns out that age and experience may not always stay ahead. This group of third- and first-graders is amazing, amazing. We still Prepare to celebrate and greet the students who won today ’s victory. I have heard the voices of the children vaguely. "

boom!

With the voice of the old man, the door of the auditorium was pushed open again.

A large group of first-year wizards with some gray heads and gray faces flooded in from the door like a tide.

Dumbledore stood up and applauded gently with a smile, without hesitation of praise for these first-grade children.

"Congratulations, everyone, incredible achievements, you got ..."

"Wait, what are you doing ?!"

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Today I feel a little uncomfortable. For the remaining chapter, I try to code it out.

Sorry ~