Chapter 416 This candy is so sweet (please ask for a monthly ticket!)
"Do you think this is really okay? Professor Dumbledore."
Madam Pomfrey looked at the golden-red figures working in the Ravenclaw orchard not far away and said with worry.
"It has only been less than a month since the beginning of this semester, and large-scale student conflicts have already occurred twice. If we include the food poisoning in the first week, there have been more accidents in this month than in the past year."
Although Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick have left respectively and returned to their respective colleges to restrain the students, Old Carrot, Old Potato and Madam Pomfrey, as principals and therapists, still stay in place to treat the injured.
students.
I have to admit that due to their rich experience in daily troubles and fights, the Gryffindor wizards' self-protection capabilities are quite strong, even in such a unilateral defeat at an absolute disadvantage.
Although most of the students were knocked to the ground by the curse, they actually did not suffer too serious magical damage.
Compared to Hufflepuff and Slytherin, who almost had their brains knocked out before, it can be said that the injury was almost as big as a broken skin. From the whole audience, no one even reached the level of needing hospitalization.
.
Even without the treatment of Madam Pomfrey and Grindelwald, most people would be able to get back on their feet in no time if they took out their wands and used them to break the spell and heal themselves quickly.
Of course, part of the reason for this may also be due to Gryffindor's weak sense of resistance and the lack of a battlefield medical team and combat supervision team led by Elena during the entire process.
"Ms. Pomfrey, I think this is a very good start."
Grindelwald grinned, and the wand in his hand emitted a soft white light, treating the Gryffindor little lions who were still groaning on the ground, trying to escape the tree planting arrangement, and said casually.
"The campus environment of Hogwarts is really too comfortable. Proper fighting and confrontation training is not a way of education...I'm not saying that what you did before was wrong, but as an older person, I really
I’ve seen too many examples of hothouse flowers fading away in the face of malicious social setbacks.”
From Gellert Grindelwald's point of view, the fights among the students at Hogwarts were too student-like and childish, and were not something worth making a fuss about.
Not to mention the wizarding wars he had experienced back then, even in Durmstrang, they would not have been as peaceful and harmless as they are now - after a whole small-scale group beating, there was not even a single moderately injured person.
Appear.
"Yes, and looking at it from another perspective, the barriers between colleges are actually breaking down faster than we imagined."
Dumbledore turned his head and glanced at George Weasley who was chatting quietly with Meryl not far away, as well as the Gryffindor "captives" who were repairing the fruit garden with the Ravenclaw students, with expressions on their faces.
Showing a look of relief.
"Look over there, the children are much more tolerant than us old guys - I suddenly agree with some of the views of a certain little guy. Appropriate playing and cooperation may be more tolerant than blind rules and competition.
efficient."
Perhaps within a short day or two, the little wizards of Ravenclaw who were still angry would not give these little lions of Gryffindor House a good look, but as time went by, Dumbledore could clearly understand
foresaw the day when these children would become good friends.
You know, with the sensibility and intelligence of the Ravenclaw girls, and the natural optimism and enthusiasm of the Gryffindor students, once there are common topics and a lot of time together, it is natural for the relationship to become better.
matter.
It's like after the fierce battle between Hufflepuff and Slytherin last week, students from the two houses have now become more intimate and familiar with each other while dining in the school hall - that one was originally for you.
The professors thought that the big fight that might create barriers turned out to be an opportunity to break down the barriers in the college.
Just as Dumbledore said, under the gaze of the professors, in less than a few minutes, the students on both sides who had been fighting fiercely had already started chatting.
The most obvious change was that Meryl and George Weasley, the prefects of Ravenclaw girls, were registering. I don’t know what funny things George said, which actually attracted Meryl Weasley.
Tripp rolled up the parchment in his hand, smiled and tapped the boy's shoulder.
"Perhaps, this is what is called...no acquaintance without fighting, right?"
Dumbledore twitched the corners of his mouth and spoke slowly with some hesitation, which sounded like a very blunt literal translation.
Well, that’s right, “If you don’t hit one, then you can’t make friends.”
This was when Elena was chatting before and instilled a philosophical thought from the mysterious East into Dumbledore.
In addition, there are a series of weird-sounding expressions such as "getting together", "enjoying enemies", "beating is intimacy, scolding is love", etc.
(PS: The correct translation is No discord, no concord. Well, don’t be misled by the sesame glutinous rice balls)
Speaking of which, that white-haired dumpling is now...
Seeing that the situation here was almost settled, Dumbledore finally felt relieved and recalled Elena who had been left behind by him and Grindelwald before - they were separated at the gate of the castle. That child should not
Lost?
"Huh~~ I finally found you, Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Apocalypse."
Before the worries in Dumbledore's mind had finished, a familiar crisp voice appeared in Dumbledore's ears, and at the same time, a familiar ominous premonition emerged from Dumbledore's heart again.
Elena took a breath and calmed her heartbeat.
Fortunately, Hogwarts Castle is not too big. Although I ran in the wrong direction, as long as I looked in one direction and circled around the main wall of the castle, I could finally find the correct location of Ravenclaw Tower.
After all, she just doesn't have that good sense of direction, and she's not really blind or road-crazy.
With such a large group of people gathered together, and the tall Ravenclaw tower, she could easily identify it. As for why she had to rush to the scene, besides eating melon, there was naturally another important and noble person.
the goal of.
Soon, Dumbledore understood the source of the foreboding feeling in his heart.
"Ah, Madam Pomfrey, how nice of you to be here too."
Elena glanced at him and Grindelwald unhurriedly, then turned around and looked at the school medical director, Poppy Pomfrey, with a docile face, and nodded politely and said hello, like a little angel.
asked out of general curiosity.
"Madam, is there anything I can do to help? You know, I also know a little bit about healing magic."
"Thank you, kid. It won't be necessary this time. My classmates have almost all been cured."
Madam Pomfrey smiled and shook her head. She was quite impressed with this little girl who took the initiative to help Snape heal the students in Potions class and took the initiative to quash the Slytherin house.
Feeling good.
Not to mention, this little kid is also the chef of the Hogwarts kitchen - thanks to Elena's contribution, it can be said that almost every meal of the three meals a day at the staff seat has reached the Michelin level.
Three-star standard.
"Oh, then I'm relieved. Then we can talk about other things."
Elena smiled slightly, showing a little devil smile that was particularly scary in Dumbledore's eyes, and said softly.
"Ms. Pomfrey, Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Apokalis took a lot of treacle toffee from Hagrid. I think that for these two old people, this kind of candy has a lot of calories and sugar content.
It’s too unhealthy, so…”
"Treacle toffee?"
Madam Pomfrey repeated in confusion and glanced thoughtfully at the two centenarians with embarrassed faces.
As a therapist who has been working on the front line all year round, she naturally knows the importance of healthy eating for the elderly, so since Elena provided "healthy meals" to the two old wizards individually, and proposed a series of very special
After the introduction of nutrition theory in the wizarding world, Madam Pomfrey has always attached great importance to this aspect.
"Well, that's it."
Elena nodded seriously, took out a few colorful toffee candies from her pocket, and gently placed them in Madam Pomfrey's hands.
Made a face.
"This kind of candy... How can Hagrid give it to the elderly? I will have a good talk with Hagrid later."
Poppy Pomfrey casually peeled off a syrup toffee and took a sip, frowning heavily - the syrup inside was so thick that she could vaguely feel it even if she just tasted a little bit.
The teeth are somewhat stuck.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, Mr. Apokalis."
Madam Pomfrey suddenly turned her head, looked at the two old wizards with a serious face and said.
"Are you going to take it out yourself, or do you want me to help find it?"
"Well, just ask Albus about this. I'm hundreds of years old, so it doesn't matter."
Grindelwald coughed lightly, spoke slowly, and pushed the old carrot forward without hesitation.
Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that Albus Dumbledore, as the principal of Hogwarts, cannot be saved, so Grindelwald naturally and decisively chose the most correct choice - releasing bait to attract firepower and retain half of the "Taiwan"
Concubine Tinder”.
However, what Gellert Grindelwald didn't understand was that in front of a stubborn medical staff, no matter you are a 110-year-old man or a 500-600-year-old living fossil, you are still an old child of the same level.
treatment.
"That's not okay. Now that you have joined Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I have to be responsible for the bodies of both of you, so... I'm sorry, Mr. Apokalis."
Madam Pomfrey shook her head firmly, took out her wand and pointed it at the two old wizards in front of her, and read clearly.
"Here comes the toffee!"
The next moment, a pile of colorful toffees jumped out of Grindelwald and Dumbledore's pockets.
A trace of anger flashed in Grindelwald's eyes, and he moved his fingers, as if he wanted to make some response. However, when his eyes touched the silver-haired little witch next to him who was looking at the two of them with a smile, he finally turned into a look of helplessness.
’s wry smile.
"I heard Elena say that you have diabetes!"
Madam Pomfrey looked at Grindelwald very seriously, raised the syrup toffee in her hand and shook it.
"So in my spare time this week, I specifically learned about this disease in the non-magical world. Although I don't understand many of the descriptions and explanations, the symptoms are indeed the same as what I have seen over the years.
Many elderly people have experienced acute illnesses that look similar."
"I……"
The last trace of annoyance in Grindelwald's eyes completely disappeared, his lips moved, and he sighed softly.
"Okay, that girl Elena is right, I'm sorry...for causing you trouble."
As Grindelwald, who has personally experienced acute complications of diabetes, when faced with this legitimate reason that was obviously for his health, even if he was a little reluctant, he could only accept it silently - and even had to force himself up.
Laughing and thanking that little guy…
After a while, no more toffees flew out of Grindelwald and Dumbledore. Madam Pomfrey waved her wand in the air at will, enlarging a candy wrapper into a package and wrapping all the candies in it.
Put it inside.
"Elena, these candies are just for you...go and share them with your classmates."
Madam Pomfrey shrugged and said with a smile.
"Ok, thank you!"
Elena nodded happily, the little fur on her head dangled happily, and she was in a pretty good mood.
It's not that Hagrid's sugar-making skills are so good, the main thing is...this is the candy confiscated from Grindelwald and Dumbledore. Just thinking about it, you will find it super sweet.
Well, very sweet, very sweet!
…
And at the same time, on the other side.
Looking at Elena who was happily counting the harvest, Albus Dumbledore smiled enigmatically, turned his head and whispered to Grindelwald beside him.
"Don't worry, old man. On the way here, I gave some of the candies to the house elves and asked them to secretly hide them in the mouths of the stone beasts at the door of the principal's office - we can pick them up later when we go back.
Just come out."
Although as the chef of Hogwarts, Elena has given instructions to clear all sweets from the principal's office, the stone beast located at the entrance of the office is obviously not within this scope.
To be precise, as the principal of Hogwarts, the places where Dumbledore wanted to hide things were not limited to his own office... These children were still too young after all.
However, upon hearing Dumbledore's back-up arrangements, Grindelwald showed no surprise or emotion at all.
"Albus, have you ever thought about something?"
Grindelwald glanced at the silver-haired little devil in front of him with a bright smile, and said in a leisurely tone.
"How did that little girl find her way to Hogwarts Castle, and... where did those syrup toffees she took out of her pocket just now come from?"
Um?
Well.
this……
The smile on Dumbledore's face gradually disappeared...
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