"You lied again...does this count as three times?"
Hermione raised her eyebrows, pointed to the signature at the end of the notice, and whispered seriously.
The two of them had made an agreement before. If the lie was exposed on the spot, depending on the seriousness of the case, it would start three times and be capped at one hundred times.
"Besides, you probably didn't sign me up or anything - I didn't expect you to secretly plan such a competition. If Professor Dumbledore and Professor Apocalypse agree, then there must be a reasonable starting point.
Right? What’s the reason?”
Hermione glanced at the white-haired dumpling next to her who had nothing to say, and looked at the contents of the announcement with interest.
Gryffindor House and Slytherin House have long wanted to start a public contest.
Due to a sudden impulse, the winner of the off-campus "freedom battlefield" at the end of last semester could not be determined.
However, if it becomes a "regular competition" recognized by school professors, then there will be no doubt about its standardization and value.
"The right to jointly develop the water of life should be."
Elena shrugged and looked away from the gleaming "Elena's signature".
"Gryffindor House has a sufficient supply of raw materials, but they do not have a site suitable for brewing 'water of life' - and the most suitable site holder is...Slytherin House, before the two enemies want to cooperate,
It is reasonable for us to discuss and resolve the misunderstanding."
As for forging signatures, there is obviously no misunderstanding. This is provocation!
After accepting the "senior meal" arrangement, Spicy Old Carrot probably completely put down his psychological baggage and began to fight back.
"Water of life?" Hermione frowned and repeated subconsciously.
"Well, it was the one from the morning before..."
Elena nodded and explained with a smile, "Well, spell-casting props—really special magic materials."
"oh--"
Hermione replied softly and unmoved, glancing at the excited boys not far away.
So, is the essence of this competition just that the two colleges compete for the "right to brew wine"?
Then just wipe out all the Gryffindors - she doesn't want to face a group of drunken boys every time she returns to the common room. Even if, as the disciplinary committee, she has the power to punish "underage drinking", she would rather
Tends to let the Water of Life harm Slytherin.
"Well, Hermione, as referees we have to be as fair as possible..."
Seeing the twinkling light in the little beaver's eyes, Elena coughed lightly and said cautiously.
Since staying with her for a long time, Granger, who was originally a hidden witch, has firmly ranked first in the danger level of Little Wings.
"Of course I know -" Hermione replied rather perfunctorily.
At this moment, a harsh voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd.
"What's going on?! Who posted it!"
They turned around and looked.
Dolores Umbridge walked down the marble stairs with a gloomy look.
Due to the angle, she could not see the three signatures at the bottom of the notice.
But Elena suspected that even if she saw it, she might not give up - holding multi-person duels at Hogwarts to train young wizards' wand fighting skills, this can be said to be the most taboo thing in the Ministry of Magic: Fudge was worried
Dumbledore raised a secret army.
"Get out of the way—get out of the way—"
Umbridge held the wand in her hand, pushed the students away menacingly, and walked over.
She squinted her eyes, read the content carefully, and naturally her eyes fell on Elena in front of the bulletin board.
Compared with the names of the other two old wizards, "Elena Kaslana" that appears at the end of the signature is obviously easier to deal with.
In fact, she had long wanted to take action on the "Headmaster of Hogwarts" - this kind of special little wizard who had been talked about by the lower grades at school and who also had extra privileges given by Dumbledore, was undoubtedly
The easiest breakthrough point for her to deal with.
In the past few days of class, she had been unable to find opportunities in campus life, but now she finally caught the loophole!
"Miss Kaslana, can you explain to me what this is?"
Umbridge lowered her head and looked down at Elena with a disgusting smile on her face.
"As the first 'Housemaster' in the history of Hogwarts, is this how you coordinate the internal conflicts among students in various houses and assist professors to carry out teaching work? Why do I look more like a barbaric, violent,
What about disorderly legal fights?”
"Well, obviously, this is an approved academic friendship competition."
Elena cursed the two old men several times in her heart, and said with a smile that was neither humble nor overbearing.
"Approval? Oh? Why didn't I know?"
Professor Umbridge's bulging eyes narrowed, and her stubby fingers shook triumphantly.
"According to the "Education Order No. 24", large-scale student activities and club activities at Hogwarts, in addition to the approval of the principal and professors, should also be submitted to the senior investigator, that is, myself for approval - not to mention
, or this kind of multi-person duel. As a senior investigator appointed by the Ministry of Magic, I don’t think it is the right choice to allow students to release magic spells to fight in Hogwarts Castle.”
"Oh, what you said makes sense. You can discuss it with Professor Dumbledore at the dinner table later."
Elena shrugged unmoved, turned around and walked towards the auditorium.
If Dumbledore and Grindelwald thought that forging a signature would force her to take the initiative to take on these troubles, then these two old guys obviously thought too much. She was just a show-goer, so she wouldn't
Go deal with that big pink toad yourself.
As for whether Umbridge would feel offended, it was none of her business. It was not like she had never beaten a regular professor.
Elena is more concerned about what to eat tonight than facing off against the big pink toad.
"Oh, Miss Kaslana, I don't seem to have allowed you to leave yet—"
Looking at Elena who turned around and left, Dolores Umbridge's face turned cold.
"It's dinner time now, Professor—just don't block the entrance to the auditorium, okay?"
Elena held Hermione's hand with one hand and waved her hand casually without looking back, "In the Hogwarts school rules, there is no provision that students must answer questions after class. As for the bulletin board, this
It is the decision of the professors. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can directly report it to Professor Dumbledore and Professor Apokalis. They will definitely respect your opinion. After all, you are the senior investigator——"
Professor Umbridge raised her eyebrows, and she felt blood rush to her forehead.
As a master of "talking" in the Ministry of Magic, Professor Umbridge can certainly hear the strangeness of this little witch.
"good very good--"
Professor Umbridge laughed angrily and said again and again.
For a moment, the little wizards watching around thought she was going to start yelling at her.
But she didn't get angry, but said in the gentlest, sweetest little girl-like voice.
"Come here, Miss Kaslana, dear - it seems that we lack some etiquette education, so, come to my office after school every night this week and go into solitary confinement - starting tonight. Also, Hufflepuff
Ten points will be deducted as a lesson for contradicting the professor."
"Then I'd probably have to say ten points for Hufflepuff -"
Elena stopped and glanced at the fraction that disappeared in the Hufflepuff hourglass in the foyer.
"——As a reward for Miss Kaslana's enthusiastic explanation of the professor's doubts."
The bright diamond bounced up and down in the hourglass and returned to calm.
There was an eerie silence in the foyer.
Except for Hermione who gently pulled Elena's sleeve, no one dared to say anything.
"Oh, sorry, Professor Umbridge—"
A disgusting smile appeared on Elena's face, and she whispered softly, imitating Professor Umbridge's voice.
"I forgot to tell you that as the headmaster of Hogwarts, I also have the authority to add and deduct points outside of the classroom. By the way, you don't have the authority to confine me because 'Hogwarts Chef'
It belongs to the faculty and staff, and I just signed a labor contract this year."
The staff members of Hogwarts have a magical connection with the castle, which is different from the non-magical world.
Apart from those mythical legends, the most direct manifestation is that they can execute the decision of adding points and deducting points anywhere.
And with the Hufflepuff House diamond bouncing around, Elena's status in the eyes of Professor Umbridge instantly rose from an ordinary problem student to the status of the bridgehead of Dumbledore's faction - if the Ministry of Magic intends to crack down on a certain
Some professors came to lower Dumbledore's authority, so this little witch with partial teacher authority was the way Hogwarts used to fight back, and the target was naturally the senior investigator.
"Oh - so, Professor Umbridge, can I leave now?"
Elena asked seriously with a slight smile, and the smile on her lips looked particularly dazzling in Umbridge's eyes.
"If I remember correctly, your current positions should only be senior investigator and associate professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, right? It is a bit uncomfortable to step down from the position of senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic, but you have to try to accept it. After all,
, ups and downs, this is life.”
In the wizarding world, there is a saying that only magic can defeat magic.
She clearly saw Umbridge's nose begin to shrink, like an angry toad underwater.
Elena's peripheral vision has been locked on the wand in Umbridge's right hand. If she is really angry enough to take the initiative to cast a spell, then Hermione's wish not to hand in her homework next week may be realized in advance - so soon.
Within this distance, even Dumbledore may not be able to suppress her.
"Miss Kaslana, so, you want to say..."
Surprisingly, Professor Umbridge did not explode.
She took a deep breath, with no expression on her face, and said hoarsely.
"Whether you are a senior investigator or a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, these two identities are not qualified to discipline you, right?"
"Theoretically, it seems like this -"
Elena bowed politely, and with some regret let go of the wand hidden under the wizard's robe.
"Then I'm going to eat first. If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time. I'll be happy to answer you."
Anyway, this toad only has a week left to jump around at most.
A little taunting during this period can distract Umbridge and the Ministry of Magic to some extent.
After Rita's few articles come out, the clarion call for attack will almost be sounded - of course, before that, she will have to visit two respected old people tonight to care about their elderly lives.
after all……
Elena glanced at the signature on the announcement.
The "surprise gift" from two centenarians is really heart-warming.