The white light and shadow lingering above the pensieve gradually dissipated, and tranquility soon returned.
Dumbledore didn't leave any more memories, it seemed like he was just on a temporary trip.
"Miss Kaslana, you are now responsible for guarding Hogwarts——"
Not far away, the Sorting Hat suddenly "awoke", opening and closing the brim of its hat, and let out a complex sigh.
"Professor Dumbledore has opened up all the authority of the Headmaster's Office. You are free to control everything, destroy or innovate...at your whim."
"Oh, I thought you'd just stay asleep - you've always been a clever wizard after all."
Elena raised her eyebrows, raised her head and glanced at the Sorting Hat placed behind her desk, her eyes moving in the quiet office.
The portraits of the previous principals on the wall also woke up one by one, looking at Elena with different expressions, but none of the portraits took the initiative to join the conversation.
"Being wise and protecting yourself is a philosophy, but I also have the courage to face difficulties, the wisdom to solve mysteries, and the heart to face reality."
The Sorting Hat twisted slightly, uncomfortably looking away from the little witch in front of her with angry flames dancing in her eyes, and spoke softly and calmly like a singer.
"The old era has passed. Miss Kaslana, you have brought a new dawn to Hogwarts and the wizarding world. Dumbledore thinks you will make good use of this room...whenever you have any need, whether it is collection
The various books on the bookcase, the wisdom of the previous principals of Hogwarts, and even the items in every drawer and wooden shelf in this room——"
"Well, I understand - so I have absolute control over the principal's office and everything in it, right?"
Elena nodded casually, a dangerous light flashing in her lake-blue eyes.
"So, Magic Hat of Wisdom, what if I choose to burn this place directly?"
"...theoretically you do have this right, but -"
The Sorting Hat replied with a dry smile, but before it could finish its words, it turned into a frightened stammer.
"Kenaz(fire)——"
Elena raised her right hand and chanted softly...
"Burn everything and let the flames of purgatory purify the disgusting smell that remains in this place..."
A faint blue flame bloomed from the tips of her white fingers, and instantly turned into a sea of fire that surged in all directions.
The high temperature of nearly a thousand degrees evaporated the water mist in the air in an instant, but the subtle burnt smell still floated out, and the principals who had been sleeping couldn't sit still.
"stop!"
"What do you want to do!?"
"Don't be impulsive. If you have anything to do, go to Dumbledore—"
"Oh? It turns out...respected principals are also afraid of losing both sides, right?"
Elena chuckled lightly and moved her fingers deftly in mid-air.
The sea of fire in the sky returned to her fingertips like a dragon absorbing water, turning into a cute little spark that kept swaying.
"Dumbledore has not stepped down as principal, which means that he can still observe Hogwarts remotely through the portraits distributed in the wizarding world."
"The portraits of the past principals of Hogwarts have sworn to provide help to the current principal. I am very aware of this ancient agreement. However, I believe you all know what is happening now..."
"If I find anyone leaking the secrets of this office, or secretly providing 'surveillance' assistance to Albus Dumbledore, I will immediately burn all the portraits and the Sorting Hat in the principal's office.
, and clear away your other portraits in the magical world bit by bit - now, I will give you half a day to consider whether you are willing to continue on the wall."
She flicked her fingers lightly, and the spark fell in a graceful arc into the fireplace not far away, igniting a bright fire.
A few wisps of shining floo powder floated up from the snuff box beside the fireplace and fell into the constantly dancing flames of the fireplace.
"The Hyperion, establish a continuous channel and be ready to support Hogwarts at any time."
As the flames turned into bright green, Elena's voice flew over the flames and flew into the sky, attached to the magic power.
Since mastering the runes' flame runes, her ability to manipulate magical flames has reached an extremely terrifying level.
If it had been her two years ago, she might have really burned down the principal's office, but she has no intention of doing that now - after all, these are now her personal property.
Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner. Since the spicy old carrot dared to dishonestly affect his family, he must be prepared to settle the matter afterwards.
Of course, right now she has more important things than reciprocal revenge...
"Fox, please, take me for a short flight later -"
Elena gently stroked Phoenix's slender neck a few times, then took out a few small fish rice from her chest and fed it to her.
"Location, the main entrance of the castle."
hold head high--
Accompanied by a clear and sweet cry.
Golden-red flames enveloped Elena, and the next moment she disappeared into the principal's office.
…………
"Hogwarts is very complicated. Don't wander around later. Elena will still get lost in the castle."
"Oh, Elena is a little confused, her sense of direction has never been good..."
"Not only is it bad, I have lived in Hogwarts for hundreds of years, and I have never seen a witch who lacks a sense of direction like Miss Kaslana -"
Hogwarts, main entrance to the castle.
Grindelwald and Benitez walked along the long walkway while chatting.
Just like the famous broken can principle, as Elena's identity as the "mastermind behind the scenes" was completely exposed, the topic between the two opened up.
Except for some "Major Arcana" past events that cannot be discussed, the two quickly found common ground in taking care of Elena.
Nick, who was almost headless, was floating lightly in front of them, twisting his head that was about to fall off from time to time to participate in the conversation between the "cheap" father and son.
As the most special member of the Great Arcana Council, he is not worried about the threat of the witch - he is a ghost who has been dead for hundreds of years anyway, and death is his best support.
"...Really? Sir Nicholas. I don't believe it."
At this moment, a dazzling golden-red firelight lit up on the side of the Hogwarts gate.
Elena gently let go of her right hand, and Phoenix Fox's beautiful tail feathers swept over her shoulders and flew upward.
"It looks like you guys were having a great time chatting - I thought the atmosphere would be a little more serious after being injected with that serum."
"Ahem, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."
Grindelwald glanced at the little witch with a bright smile, his eyelids twitched, and he quickly pointed to the stairs next to him.
"You know, I'm also the official professor of this magic school. There are many classes waiting for parent-teacher conferences. I have to get there quickly..."