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Chapter 66: Elena, please stay

Just as the fat monk said, the meal did not last long before it was over.

Before Elena could show more Hufflepuff students the "mysterious wandology" knowledge from the East, it was estimated that most of them had opened their appetites to fill their stomachs, and the remaining food fell off the dinner plate.

disappeared.

The dinner plates are all as shiny and clean as ever.

"Oh, wasting food is one of the worst crimes in the world."

Elena shook her head sadly. She could guess without asking. With the magic world's usual "noble" and "elegant" style, there was no need to warm up the leftovers at dinner. Wait for the next meal.

Words for eating.

However, classmate Hannah, whose face was red, obviously could not understand Elena's mood.

it is finally over--

Watching the food on the plate gradually disappear, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief, her throat rolled, and she tried hard to swallow the food in her mouth. Hannah had never imagined that being force-fed was such a terrible thing.

"Then, it should be dessert time." Elena clapped her hands happily and tilted her head towards her side with a smile.

"Why?!"

As the last meal left on the plate disappeared, the empty golden plate was filled with desserts in the blink of an eye.

There are all kinds of ice cream flavors on the table, including apple pie, syrup fruit pie, chocolate sponge cake, fried jam donuts, wine-soaked jam pudding, strawberry cake, fresh milk jelly, mango pudding...

"...No, don't...I can't close my mouth...um..."

Miss Hannah's eyes widened instantly, she shook her head in panic, covered her mouth with her hands, and begged pitifully in a low voice to the silver-haired little witch sitting next to her.

"..."

"This is a terrible line. People who don't know it would think I did something to you."

Elena stretched out her hand, pinched Hannah's red cheeks rather speechlessly, glanced at her mouth, "Okay, okay, I'll spare you this time."

Turning around, I took a closer look at the little cuties on the plate. Even a picky person like Elena had to admit that compared to the perfunctory and terrible staple food, the British are very good at tea and desserts.

The attainments are quite good, not inferior to anywhere in the world.

It’s no wonder that so many Europeans are particularly enthusiastic about afternoon tea. Not to mention cultural habits, in Elena’s opinion, the most fundamental reason is that tea snacks and desserts are much more delicious than dinner.

Elena had just been busy feeding little Hannah, and she was not too full. Now she was just in time to taste what might be the last luxurious dessert feast at Hogwarts this school year.

"Oh, it's still a bit too long. It seems like we need to master the [Enlargement Spell] and the [Reducing Spell] as soon as possible."

After smashing the fruit pudding for the third time, the silver-haired little Luoli reluctantly put down the "chopsticks" in his hands, and resignedly used a spoon to gather the pudding crumbs on the plate together and scoop them into his mouth.

Compared with the seven-inch six-point (25.3CM) of normal chopsticks, the twelve-inch (30.4CM) body of this pair of exquisitely crafted black walnut "magic wands" is not too long, and it is not too long to be used directly as tableware.

Awkward. Even theoretically speaking, if it is used to scald hot pot or mutton, this length is just right - but this is based on adult standards.

For a ten-year-old silver-haired snack connoisseur, this size is still a bit too difficult to control, especially when it comes to picking up tender and fragile desserts such as puddings and cakes. This shortcoming is particularly obvious.

From the public plate to Elena's personal plate, a whole row of food residues was neatly scattered as conspicuous evidence. Even if Elena had tried hard to collect the broken dessert "corpse" on the plate, it was inevitable.

It left traces on the tablecloth.

"You can laugh if you want, I'm not that stingy."

Rubbing her sore fingers, Elena rolled her eyes at Hannah Abbott, whose face was flushed from holding back, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh. She said angrily, while taking out a small silk bag from her arms,

Put the clean wand back in.

Before she fully masters the [Cleaning Spell], Elena does not plan to use the wand to eat for the time being. After all, the Kaslana family still needs the face. She does not want to take out the magic wand in front of Professor McGonagall during the Transfiguration class later.

A small wooden stick filled with the aroma of barbecue is used to cast the spell.

After witnessing Elena's failed demonstration of using "chopsticks", along with Hannah's hearty laughter, the barriers lingering between Elena and the freshmen quickly disappeared. For girls, desserts are always the easiest to have.

One of the things that has a common topic and reaches an agreement.

For Elena, who has a wealth of experience as support, it is too simple to lead interesting topics in front of a group of children who have never seen the world. The time passed by the little wizards' exclamations from time to time.

It passed quickly.

It didn't take long for the delicious desserts to be swept away by the students. When the last crumbs of pudding disappeared on the plate, the entire table became clean and white again. At this time, Dumbledore stood up again, and in the hall

The hum of voices suddenly stopped, and silence returned to the auditorium.

"alright!"

Dumbledore glanced at the little silver-haired Luoli who was hiding the syrup fruit pie in the wizard's robe, shook his head helplessly, turned his head and looked to the other side, and said with a smile.

"Now that everyone has eaten and drank enough, I want to say a few more words to everyone. In addition to the "Hogwarts Special Period Adjustment Regulations" that will be announced in the next week, the regulations that will begin this semester will

At this time, I still have a few things to note that I need to put forward to everyone..."

(Click to view Dumbledore’s full speech)

Elena curled her lips in boredom and glanced sympathetically at Professor Quirrell, who was chatting in a low voice with Professor Snape - to be precise, the big scarf wrapped around Quirrell's head.

Well, it seems that Dumbledore still hasn’t given up on his original plan to develop a Savior Star.

Poor Tom Voldemort, who temporarily has a nose, has not realized that from now on, he has been clearly arranged by Dumbledore. From the feared second-generation Dark Lord (whisper: No), he has been reduced to a

A BOSS is repeatedly refreshed similar to the final exam.

As long as you pass his test, you can randomly drop: Academy points (a lot), gold galleons (a few), unidentified broken magic items (a few), rare magic ingredients (a lot), prefect badges (a few)

, candidate girlfriend (cross out this item)...a series of rewards.

Just when Elena was already thinking about whether she should find an opportunity to go to Mr. Newt Scamander's house to be a lovely summer intern and learn about the habits of various dangerous magical creatures during this holiday, Dumbledore

The Hogwarts school song under the command of the wand finally came to an end. (See related works for the school song)

"Music."

Dumbledore wiped his eyes and said, "More charming than anything we have done here! It's bedtime now. Let's follow the prefects of each house back to the dormitories. Freshmen don't worry, the house scarves and the school

The emblems will naturally be distributed to you when you wake up in the morning - as usual, there will also be your class schedule (a whine sounded in the auditorium), please be sure to keep it properly."

"Hufflepuff's new student, this way."

As Dumbledore announced the end of the dinner, the auditorium began to become noisy again. At this time, Cedric Diggory, who was only in his fourth year, had not yet become a prefect. The prefect responsible for guiding the new students was a man sitting in Hector

Tall girl at the long table of Chipachi.

Just as Elena stood up and was about to follow Hannah through the crowd to follow the team, a familiar gentle old man's voice suddenly came to her ears.

"Classmate Elena Kaslana, wait a moment, you go to the principal's office with me first."

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Gu~Degenerate~~The fat chicken is trying hard to flap its wings and code~~~

A new beast, advancing...evolution——loading...


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