The phoenix is a creature with a gentle personality, and her singing can strengthen the courage of those with a pure heart.
Therefore, those who see the Phoenix are undoubtedly pure children favored by fate, at least that is what Elena thinks at the moment.
"Hello Fox, I'm Elena Kaslana."
Gulu~
The little silver-haired Veela swallowed nervously and bowed to the phoenix standing on the bird stand observing her with some restraint, indicating that she had no ill intentions - although she was not sure that this was aimed at the hippogriff.
Are the etiquette of winged beasts also valid for phoenixes?
Phoenix Fox's bright big eyes blinked, looking at Elena with confusion, but did not respond for a long time.
Just when Elena felt that her face was about to freeze with laughter, Phoenix Fox suddenly bent her beautiful neck covered with red feathers and bowed politely.
"Huh...thank you Hagrid and Mr. Newcastle. They have made outstanding contributions in helping people understand magical creatures."
Elena breathed a sigh of relief and walked over slowly, carefully reaching out and stroking the golden-red feathers of the phoenix. She could clearly feel the warm and fleshy strong wings beneath its soft feathers.
Phoenix let out a sweet chirp and closed his eyes lazily, as if he liked Elena's gentle touch.
In fact, wizards have always speculated whether there is a certain mysterious connection between Phoenix and Veela, because when a pure Veela is angered, it can turn into a bird-like creature and throw fireballs to attack.
"It's so warm..."
Seeing the golden-red bird relax and close its eyes, Elena quietly put her other hand on the other side of Phoenix's body, and rubbed her little face against the smooth feathers happily.
Unlike Scottish round-faced fat chickens, which are a bit smelly, Phoenix feathers smell like the sunshine on the sheets that have been exposed to the sun in summer.
Elena hugged Fox's back with both hands, sniffed through her small nose, and whispered subconsciously, "Such big wings must be delicious..."
Phoenix Fox, who was dozing, suddenly opened his eyes, bent his head and looked at the little silver-haired girl lying on its back, a trace of human doubt flashed in his big eyes.
The next moment, the cute Elena licked her lips, closed her eyes, and suddenly opened her mouth and bit its wings with a happy look on her face - ow~
?!
?!
Suddenly, a loud bird song sounded in the quiet principal's office.
Before Elena could bite him, Phoenix, feeling threatened, spread its wings without hesitation and pushed away the silver-haired little Luoli lying on its back.
Snapped.
Immediately afterwards, there was a soft sound in the air, and the phoenix originally standing on the birdstand suddenly disappeared and appeared on the large wooden table in the center of the room. The red feathers on its neck stood up one after another, and it looked at the bitten one with caution.
Empty Elena.
"Huh? Dumbledore specifically promised me that I can eat you."
With her hands empty, Elena smacked her lips with regret, turned around, looked at Phoenix Fox, spread his hands, and explained seriously, "Besides, you are a phoenix, so I was curious to take a bite and taste it.
No harm done.”
After hearing Elena's words, Fox let out an angry cry again, spread out his fiery red wings, and stared at the dangerous creature in front of him as if facing a formidable enemy.
As the conflict between one person and one bird broke out, the portraits of the previous principals of Hogwarts who had been resting with their eyes closed woke up one after another, paying attention to the confrontation that took place in the principal's office with great interest.
"This is the first time in so many years that I have seen a student dare to try to bite a phoenix." A fat wizard with a red nose crossed his arms and looked at Elena with empty hands curiously.
"Which house are you from? Slytherin or Gryffindor. I think only people from these two houses can be so bold. Raise your wand, little girl, and fight like a wizard."
"Sorry, none of them. Principal Dexter Fusco. We won't know which house I belong to until after the sorting in a month. Therefore, I don't have my own wand yet."
Elena raised her head and glanced at the name frame under the portrait, shook her head and replied respectfully.
She still had some impression of this grumpy "portrait principal" who often appeared in movies and novels. Although she was not sure how much wisdom the wizard who existed as a portrait still retained, there was always no harm in respecting him.
"Perhaps she doesn't understand what a phoenix is at all, right? Muggle-born wizards always make such jokes out of ignorance."
At this moment, there was a burst of laughter from the side, and a slightly fat curly-haired wizard glanced at Elena and said with an arrogant expression.
——Phineas Nigellus Black, the most unpopular headmaster in the history of Hogwarts, it is easy to tell that Elena comes from the non-magical world through the clothes on her body.
"In fact, I probably know as much as you do."
Elena raised her eyebrows. She was not angry because of what a portrait said. What's more, she had already heard about the stubborn old wizard's bad temper. The silver-haired little Luoli shrugged her shoulders indifferently.
"By the way, I am not a Muggle. The blood of your [eternally pure] Black family is not necessarily superior to mine."
"A more pure bloodline than the oldest and noble Black family? Impossible! I have never heard of a family with the surname Kaslana among the twenty-eight sacred families in the wizarding world."
Phoenix said with disdain, although he was slightly surprised that Elena accurately said the motto on the Black family's coat of arms, but this did not mean that he would be so easily intimidated by a little girl.
"Oh...who told you that I am British? You shouldn't be so narrow-minded as to think that only Britain has pure-blood wizard families in the whole world, right? Dear Principal Phineas from 12 Grimmauld Place, London."
The silver-haired little Luoli responded absently, her eyes slowly scanning the principal's office, trying to see if she could find something handy that could help her capture the phoenix in front of her.
Anyway, Phineas, who was trapped in the portrait, couldn't verify which family she was from, so he could save a lot of trouble by just saying something back.
"Could it be that this is a pure-blood wizard family from abroad that has visited the Black family? Silver-haired... Alina... seems to be a common name in Germany."
As expected, after hearing Elena's answer, Phoenix held his chin and began to think seriously.
In his opinion, it was obvious that the person who knew the address of the noble Black family's main residence could not be from a Muggle family.
Ignoring Phoenix anymore, Elena tried to take a small step forward. The phoenix Fox standing on the wooden table flapped its wings nervously, and its long golden beak was pointed at Elena threateningly. It seemed that all she needed to do was to take a step forward.
If you take one step forward, you will peck it immediately without hesitation.
"Wow, so fierce."
The silver-haired little Luoli stuck out her tongue and took a step back. It seemed that what Mr. Newt Scamander recorded in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" was not entirely correct. At least this phoenix still did not match the adjective "gentle".
Too matching.
"Wait, you don't really want to eat the phoenix, do you? Give up, it's impossible, not to mention whether you can successfully capture the phoenix. As an elf of fire, the phoenix is not afraid of any flames and high temperatures. At the same time, it
It can also summon flames in times of danger, and then be reborn from the ashes. From ancient times to the present, I have never heard of a case of a phoenix being successfully preyed upon."
The speaker was an old witch with long silver curls hanging down. Her tone was particularly soft, and she sounded like a nun from a London monastery. There was a nice coda at the end of each sentence.
Delise Derwent, one of the few female headmistresses of Hogwarts, served from 1741 to 1768. Before that, she was a therapist at St. Mungo's Hospital from 1722 to 1741. Due to her previous work experience
, she has been exposed to and learned a lot of knowledge about high-risk and demonic magical creatures.
"Dear Principal Delise, in fact, I have already figured out how to cook."
Elena turned around, looked at the silver-haired old witch, and smiled sweetly.
"As long as the ignition method of the Phoenix is not nuclear fusion, then all the oxygen in its environment needs to be replaced with inert gas, and then we can find a way to heat the local gas and directly steam it at high temperature."
"The only question now is... how to catch this delicious phoenix - well, no, now it has a new name [Rare Scottish Long-tailed Turkey]."
Elena looked around, and suddenly her eyes lit up.
"Yes!"
I saw little silver-haired Luoli casually grabbing a shabby wizard hat from the shelf behind a huge claw-shaped table corner, and carefully looked at the dark hole inside. If it was pointed in the right direction, it should be
The phoenix head can be completely covered in it.
At this moment, the worn-out wizard's hat suddenly twisted in Elena's hands, a crack opened on the edge of the hat's brim, and a panicked voice came from inside.
"Madam, what do you want to do?! I am a smart, thinking magic hat infused with the thoughts of the Big Four of Hogwarts. Do you know what kind of rude thing you are doing?!"
"Quiet! Of course I know what I'm doing, dear Sorting Hat."
Elena rubbed the big hat in her hands vigorously, held the brim of the hat with both hands, pointed the black hole of the hat at the long golden beak of Phoenix Fox standing on the table, and narrowed her eyes proudly, "In this way, it should be able to
Let’s avoid damaging this hat, which is extremely important to Hogwarts. After all, if the sorting hat is broken, it will affect this year’s sorting.”
Elena raised her head, looked into Phoenix Fox's wary eyes, smiled slightly, opened the Sorting Hat and thrust it forward - human wisdom lies in using tools to hunt!
"Don't worry, the pain will be gone soon."
The Sorting Hat swayed awkwardly from side to side, and the struggle became more intense. Elena let out a violent scream along with her movements.
"Wait a minute!!! Wait a minute!!!"
“You’re not using the wise hat as a trap, are you?!”
"Stop! Are you a devil?!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"
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