The messy ground last night had been quietly cleaned up by the house elves, and all the uneaten cookies and pies had been cleared away. Elena was a little disappointed. She thought she would attract some beautiful people in the morning.
Little pets.
Beside her, Hermione, the top student, had already put on her robes and washed herself. The golden-red Lions emblem on her chest was shining brightly. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking in the mirror and trying hard to trim her long, fluffy hair.
Press it down some.
"You're finally up. Quickly comb your hair and wash up. Let's go to the auditorium to have breakfast."
After a lot of effort, she finally straightened out her messy hair. Hermione took a deep breath, put down the comb and handed it to Elena who was standing aside.
"Oh, no need."
Elena yawned and waved her hands. She put the scattered hair on her shoulders behind her head with both hands. She raised her face slightly and shook her head from side to side. Her long silver hair fell down from her back like a waterfall, without any mess.
Flying hair.
"..."
Glancing silently at the comb in her hand, Miss Granger finally used up a lot of willpower to hold back from swearing.
The differences between people are too great. This kind of physique where you don’t have to worry about your hair getting messy and fried is simply too much.
Just when Miss Granger was depressed, Elena had already taken off the robe that was hung on the high-backed chair nearby. She rubbed her fingers on the gold-red Gryffindor House emblem on the left breast of the robe and raised the corner of her mouth.
smile.
Sure enough, it seems that the house elves did come at night.
Next to the robe, the navy blue Hogwarts tie she took off yesterday and the black knitted sweater have also become the Gryffindor House standard. In addition, she also wears a red and gold Gryffindor.
Multi-college pure wool scarf.
"Hey, your clothes?"
It wasn't until Elena put the robe around her body and moved to the mirror to adjust the position of her tie that Hermione suddenly realized that Elena was also dressed in Gryffindor House like her.
"Is there any problem? It fits perfectly. By the way, this scarf belongs to me too."
Elena straightened up and turned around happily, blinking with satisfaction at the Gryffindor version of the silver-haired little witch in the mirror.
But speaking of it, there are nearly a thousand people in a school. I wonder if the professors will be blind and only recognize colors when deducting points... Elena was arranging her clothes and thinking wildly.
After all, if the house elf had branded the robes in her suitcase in the Hufflepuff common room, from now on she would have two sets of uniforms for different houses. In this way, after graduation, she can
Bragging about being a double major in Hogwarts - oh no, an elite wizard from both houses, right?
Because the toiletries were all in the Hufflepuff common room downstairs, Elena simply rinsed her mouth, poured some cold water on her face, and then washed her face in Hufflepuff before most of the students had finished packing.
Under the cover of Min, he slipped out of the Gryffindor common room and arrived at the stairs of the eighth floor of the castle.
"Speaking of which, Elena, you actually don't know the road, right?"
Hermione, who was about to return to the lounge, suddenly stopped and turned her head seriously and asked.
"Hey, how...how is it possible! What nonsense are you talking about."
The little silver-haired Luoli, who was standing in front of the steps and looking sadly at the constantly moving stairs below, changed his expression, said with a dry smile, and quickly raised his feet and walked down.
"Hey, don't step on that..."
Click!
Before Hermione could finish speaking, Elena felt her feet go empty, and the wooden stairs sank downwards with a click, trapping her feet inside.
"...This step needs to be jumped."
Hermione shook her head and sighed, turned around and walked back, helping Elena pull out her feet from the sunken board.
"Forget it, I'd better accompany you to the auditorium."
"Yeah." Elena nodded obediently.
…
Following the route Percy had mentioned before, Hermione asked in a low voice while pulling Elena down the stairs.
"By the way. Speaking of which, Elena, have you read the class schedule? Do you know what's going on?"
It stands to reason that the course schedule, which should have been marked with course schedules for different time periods, only has two simple lines:
[In view of the "Hogwarts Special Period Adjustment Regulations", all originally scheduled courses will be suspended this week until the adjustments are completed next week. This week's teaching arrangements and specific details will be announced at breakfast. ]
"Who knows, I'm not Professor Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall. Anyway, you'll know when you get to the auditorium."
Elena shrugged and turned her face to the side uncomfortably, pretending to be trying hard to memorize the path the two of them were passing.
To be honest, Miss Beaver's gaze can be a bit piercing sometimes, especially when someone is trying to lie.
Whether you are a man or a woman, when you sleep with someone under the same quilt for a night, there will be some subtle reactions between you, which will at least help you to distinguish the authenticity of the other person's emotions and words.
Less promotion.
"Oh, really."
Hermione glanced at her friends beside her, raised her eyebrows arrogantly, and snorted noncommittally.
Even without seeing Elena's eyes, she could feel that the silver-haired little witch was not telling the truth. Combined with everything that happened last night, all signs showed that Elena must know something.
For a moment, Elena had the illusion that she had met a luoli version of Professor McGonagall.
This is not okay, her Hermione little Luoli can't become like that!
Elena frowned and was about to think of a way to reassert her authority when she suddenly heard someone calling her name on the stairs below.
"Elena! I finally saw you!"
Before Elena could see clearly, she felt a small figure with two golden braids rushing up from the corner of the stairs, holding a pile of clothes, and bumped into her chest while yelling recklessly.
"Hey, Han...Hannah?"
Elena stretched out her hand to support the little daredevil in front of her, carefully looked at the girl's rosy face, looked at the clothes she was holding tightly in her arms, and asked with some confusion, "What's wrong?"
"Where have you been? Yesterday in the auditorium, I just turned around and you were gone. I waited for you beside the suitcase with your name on it for a long time, but I didn't see you. I didn't dare to tell the prefects and
…”
Hannah rubbed her red forehead, raised her head and said anxiously.
The whole night before, she was worried whether Elena would be blocked from the door because she didn't know the password, so she would run to the entrance of the lounge to check from time to time.
Hannah felt scared to go out alone to look for someone, but she didn't dare to tell the prefect, fearing that Elena would be caught and put in solitary confinement, so she continued to struggle with it until late at night, lying on the bed in a daze.
Fell asleep.
After waking up early in the morning, when Hannah saw the reminder on the class schedule, she suddenly remembered that Elena would probably appear in the auditorium, so she rushed out in a hurry.
"Okay, okay, I'm fine...speak slowly."
Elena glanced at the clothes Hannah Abbott was holding in her arms, the yellow and black Hufflepuff uniform with a black badger pattern on it - she knew without even thinking that it was specially brought for her.
Therefore, what she is worst at is dealing with people who express kindness to her. If one or two of them are like this, how can she be a big devil without worries in the future?
"Okay, I was lucky, I accidentally snuck into the Gryffindor lounge and slept one night."
The silver-haired little Luoli's eyes softened, he raised his hand, gently patted Hannah's little Luoli on the back, and pursed his lips helplessly at Hermione beside him.
"Granger, please go to the Gryffindor House table first. Don't worry, we will have classes together before long."