The stairs and corridors of Hogwarts are mostly the same to Elena.
However, she can still tell the direction in some places with clear signs. She just has a poor sense of direction, not amnesia or intellectual disability. If the stairs of Hogwarts were not constantly changing, she would have been there long ago.
You can go on an independent night trip now.
"We should be going to History of Magic now, right? Why do I have to jump up a step here?"
Elena stopped and looked at the little beaver who was responsible for navigation beside her, with a wary look on her face.
After leaving the auditorium, they separated from Hannah and Luna and went to the classrooms on the AB class schedule to prepare for class.
"Professor Binns won't call names in class. As for why we have to jump forward?"
Hermione said, stepping on the steps with her toes, and the originally seemingly solid steps sank instantly.
"Someone has fallen here many times. If you don't jump one space forward, you will do it again today."
"No, you plan to skip class?! This is"
"Compared to occasional absence, I think it is more important to communicate with Professor Dumbledore in a timely manner."
Hermione looked into Elena's eyes and said calmly, "Anyway, we can read books and learn the history of magic on our own, but regarding the matter of some people secretly brewing wine in the castle and drinking it secretly, I think it's best not to delay it for too long.
To prevent you from secretly destroying incriminating evidence or forging the chain of evidence."
"Uh. Granger, in your eyes, am I the kind of person who confuses right and wrong and avoids mistakes?"
Elena said with a sad face, she had never thought that trust between people could be so weak.
"Besides, the class you skipped was Professor Binns's. Professor Binns is such a dedicated and respected professor who never stops working. If we missed his history of magic, wouldn't it be a great offense to the living and the dead?
, I think we still shouldn’t be like this..."
"...Are you going to come up or not?"
Hermione looked at the performance of a certain opera artist indifferently and raised her eyebrows.
"Oh." Elena's hair drooped listlessly.
They came to the entrance of the principal's office, which was hidden behind a huge stone beast.
The principal's office of Hogwarts is located in a separate small tower. Like the lounges of the four major colleges, you must give the correct password to pass through the stone beast door and reach the principal's office through the automatically rotating staircase behind it.
In front of the oak door.
"Sizzling honey candy," Hermione said softly as they walked in.
As the stone beast came to life and jumped away, Elena's last chance disappeared.
The password for Hogwarts changes from time to time, which means that Dumbledore told Hermione the password for at least a week.
This is not surprising. After all, in addition to being the principal of Hogwarts, Dumbledore, as the [O5-3-Pope], is also the "Major Arcana Guardian" of the reserve Miss Justice, which makes Elena even more helpless.
The only thing is that the third child is just her "supervisor".
Arriving along the spiral staircase to the top of the tower, Hermione knocked on the shiny oak door.
The door opened quietly and they walked in.
The principal's office at Hogwarts is almost the place Elena is most familiar with.
"Huh? Miss Granger, Miss Kaslana?"
Dumbledore, who was sitting behind his desk, adjusted his glasses and asked softly in confusion.
Not far away, Grindelwald was sitting comfortably in an armchair by the fireplace, his eyes still fixed on the page in his hand.
But Elena knew that at least half of the first-generation Dark Lord's attention was on them, and he was just lazy.
Because of Grindelwald, Elena can almost walk sideways in the office. If Dumbledore conflicts with her opinions, the retired old devil will usually stand on her side to help smooth things over. In a two-on-one situation,
She won't be afraid of any old carrot at all.
However, this time was different from usual. This time she surrendered herself.
"I drank secretly again, this time I brewed it myself..."
Elena touched her nose guiltily, looked at the two old wizards, and tried her best to put on a cute, cute smile.
"The raw material is a variety of potatoes from Gryffindor, and the brewed one is 'vodka'. Judging from the taste and quality of the product, it is quite successful. In this way, we don't have to worry about the potatoes being overstocked and spoiling, and there will be more derivative products for Hogwarts."
Kind of...this should be considered...good news, right?"
Under the gazes of the two old wizards, Elena's voice became smaller and smaller.
Converted to the non-magical world, most of the students at Hogwarts are in their infancy and are almost old enough to drink. Not to mention that special koji like kuchizhu is brewed by girls of this age.
However, unlike the East, in European and American societies, the ban on underage drinking is no less stringent than having sex.
At least judging from the expression of the first-generation old devil who closed the book and changed from a paralyzed posture to a sitting posture, it was obvious that she was in for something big.
"give it to you."
Dumbledore sighed and shrugged at the serious Grindelwald.
Regarding the education of students with problem, this is indeed the responsibility of the principal and professor. In any school, when faced with the kind of little devil who refuses to change despite repeated admonitions or knows his mistakes and makes mistakes, informing parents is always the most effective and simple way.
Processing method.
A few hours later, Jose Benitez will naturally receive a letter from Hogwarts.
But before that, "Otto Apokalis" was qualified and had reason to discipline "Theresa Apokalis".
"I remember we communicated before about drinking..."
Grindelwald crossed his fingers and spoke slowly in the flickering light of the fireplace.
"If you really want to taste the taste of wine, you can just ask it directly. As long as you are accompanied by me, Jose or Dumbledore, we will not completely prohibit it like those rigid and dogmatic Muggles...
So can you concoct a proper explanation now?"
"Didn't I just say that the backlog of potatoes can..."
"Are you short of money? Give it another reason. There is no need to say this to fool Albus."
It would be better if Grindelwald behaved more fiercely. Elena was most afraid of encountering such a slightly disappointed and accusatory tone.
I don’t know why, even though there is no blood relationship between the two of them, and they have only known each other for more than a year, sometimes Elena really has the illusion that this old devil is her grandfather. Dumbledore’s treatment is obviously worse.
More, as long as she doesn't make her angry to death.
As for the reason, maybe it started with the half-cooked, dark baked potatoes?
"Well, the reason is that I want to taste the vodka made from Hogwarts potatoes."
Elena broke the jar and said, "Besides, drinking requires atmosphere. Drinking under your gaze is like drinking medicine."
"tasty?"
"Eh?"
"I mean, how did you feel after you tasted it?"
Grindelwald grinned and repeated it again, asking curiously.
"Which one tastes better, vodka made from Hogwarts potatoes, wine from the magical world, or wine from the non-magical world?"
"taste not good"
Elena glanced at the old devil and curled her lips unhappily.
"I heard that there is a high-concentration vodka called 'Water of Life' in Poland, which uses multiple distillations to reach an alcohol concentration of 96%-97%. From the information I have, it uses some of the basics of alchemy.
operation, but the distillation techniques I came up with are not enough.”
"...Ninety-six percent? So you're going to drink that?"
Grindelwald couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. In his impression, the strongest wine he had ever drank was only around 30-40 degrees Celsius.
"Of course not, that one is not for drinking directly."
Elena spread her hands and explained, carefully helping the old man popularize science.
"In the non-magical world, 'water of life' is mainly used as the base of cocktails, or for medical disinfection, industry, or even as alcohol fuel in some special cases... If I figure out that, then I
I should carry some with me as a "
"...for what?" Grindelwald glanced at the white-haired dumpling that was suddenly stuck and frowned.
I don’t know who taught me this bad habit of talking half-heartedly.
Okay, so Dumbledore occasionally had this Riddler hobby, but at least the guy didn't stop so abruptly.
But Elena really didn't mean to show off this time.
In her original idea, she originally wanted to use it as a condiment and survival prop for outdoor cooking.
But as soon as the words came to her lips, Elena's mind suddenly flashed into the question that Grindelwald had just asked her.
"I know what the proper explanation is, and the answer is: wizard's wine."
Elena changed the topic, turned her head and looked at Dumbledore, and took the initiative to explain before Grindelwald could ask.
"There is no essential difference between the quality of wine in the magical world and wine in the non-magical world."
"It's like a wand is just a small stick in the hands of ordinary people, but it's completely different in the hands of a wizard. In the same way, wizards have ways to make 'vodka' work, or use various items to enhance the magic effect. I put it
Call it 'casting material'."
Even with magical and unreasonable magical powers, the magical world still obeys some basic laws of nature.
Maybe a wizard can create a powerful explosion with the power of a spell alone, but the explosive detonated by the spell is definitely stronger than a simple explosion spell.
Since accidentally blowing up half of the History of Magic classroom last year, Elena has kept her promise and stayed in the castle obediently, temporarily putting aside her research on spellcasting materials and strengthening spellcasting, but this does not mean that she has forgotten herself.
Something that has been proven.
High-purity "water of life" can strengthen "fire magic" and "water magic" at the same time.
"Compared to explosives, vodka's existence is undoubtedly very reasonable in both the non-magical world and the magical world."
Elena's thinking became clearer and clearer. This was no different from those dangerous explosives or other chemicals.
"Gryffindor House and the Destiny Group have hoarded a lot of potatoes. We can really start from this aspect. As for the drinking problem of underage students that you are worried about, we can find a solution through the threshold of magic courses and the supervision of the Disciplinary Committee.
avoid……"
She looked at the two old wizards with some excitement, and a splendid world instantly opened up in her mind.
"Spellcasting materials? Oh, this explanation... I think it's very reasonable."
Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, nodded noncommittally, picked up the book and sat back in the armchair.
"Since it is academic research, and the vodka is not delicious, then this matter is naturally a different matter. As for the curriculum content, the planning of the school college, and student discipline, these should be the matters of the principal of Hogwarts... Ah
Bu Si, why don't you listen to what she said, I think it's a bit interesting... Of course, it's just a personal suggestion..."