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Chapter 750 Big Sister's Mission

"Is it so scary? It's just Quidditch..."

Charlie Weasley looked at his two little brothers and shook his head disapprovingly.

Over the years, he has heard his mother's roar in the kitchen more than once. These twin brothers are the well-deserved troublemakers and pistachios of their Weasley family. He is too familiar with such exaggerated descriptions.

"George, Fred, if you have experienced the experience of encountering an adult female black dragon with a grumpy mood off the coast of Romania, you will understand what the most dangerous aerial project in the world is -"

"Oh, Charlie, you're the one who doesn't understand - that's not the scariest thing."

Fred screamed strangely and waved his hands exaggeratedly, with a look on his face as if he was telling a horror story.

"Believe me, death is definitely not the worst thing. Miss Kaslana is much scarier than the fire dragon."

"That's right! My innocent brother, you may not be able to imagine falling from the sky three times in a row in one day, and then hearing the sentence the moment you open your eyes - [You are cured and can continue flying]

The horror of the time——"

George Weasley nodded sadly, his whole body shaking involuntarily.

If there is anything more terrifying than meeting Elena, then it is undoubtedly when the captain of their team was still a Quidditch fanatic - under the dual magic of Wood and Elena,

Being in a coma is a luxury.

"But you have to face Elena Kaslana this year, don't you?"

Hermione Granger raised her eyebrows and glanced at the exaggerated expressions of the Weasley twins with a half-smile.

"Granger, please, today is the first day of school." George Weasley sighed helplessly.

"Merciful Gryffindor Goddess of Wisdom, could you please let us have a good meal in peace first?"

Fred Weasley nodded sadly, raised a glass of milk and drank it in one gulp.

"Then after the first Quidditch match, Charlie, please remember to write to Dad. When we faced the Silver Moon Demon at Hogwarts, we did not embarrass the Weasley family. At least we maintained our dignity.

The 'resident ghost'..."

Bang!

Before Fred could finish speaking, someone suddenly tapped him hard on the shoulder, almost spilling his milk.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely excited and emotional voice came to everyone's ears.

"That's different, hey! Guys. This year is totally different-"

Everyone turned around and saw a tall, strong boy standing behind them at some point.

Oliver Wood, the Quidditch captain of Gryffindor House, the legendary man who could marry a broomstick.

At this time, Wood's face was filled with ecstasy, as if a good man who had been single for many years could finally get married. He first glanced around with some vigilance to make sure that people from other colleges were eavesdropping on their conversation, and then lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously.

"I just met Professor McGonagall on the stairs. Guess what she said to me, Fred? She said that Elena would join the Gryffindor team this year. In all these years, I have never felt that we are far apart.

The championship is so close - just pass the ball to her, and the rest is to see how many minutes the opponent can hold on."

"Don't be too optimistic, Wood."

Fred Weasley pouted at the long table next door.

"There is also Miss Amber Hannah on Hufflepuff who is no less than Elena. She defeated the Slytherin players one-on-one in last year's final. Do you remember? I heard my father say

, when she was helping out at the Leaky Cauldron in her summer vacation, she beat up at least twenty strong drunkards with just her strength. You must be able to—"

"Then we have at least a 98% winning rate, so it's not a big problem."

Oliver Wood waved his hand nonchalantly. They had played against the freshmen team many times in the past year. In his impression, except for Elena, the shortcomings of the other freshmen were still very obvious.

"Believe me, Lady Luck is obviously on our side this year. As long as we perform normally, I really don't know how the other three academies can beat us - ha, unless someone from them can grab the gold right from the start.

Snitch."

"...Wood, this matter of luck may be..."

Hermione moved her lips worriedly, but in the end she didn't say anything.

As a "chocobo", she didn't have much say in the field of Quidditch, but in the past year, she had seen so many unreasonable "lucky" things that she began to

Some people no longer believe in logical probabilities.

If you are talking about Lady Luck, she may not be in Gryffindor or Hufflepuff...

"Ignore Oliver, Granger. Let him be happy first..."

Percy Weasley smiled and shook his head, then took some sausages and roasted tomatoes and pushed them to Hermione.

"You will have two new big classes later, right? Hurry up and go to the classroom, and then tell us what the mathematics and physics classes and the Chinese class are about - to be honest, I have no idea at all.

How can I prepare for these two courses?"

As he spoke, Percy Weasley pointed to the class schedule in front of Hermione.

[9 a.m.: Mathematics and Physics Class] (all second grade students)

[10:30 a.m.: Chinese class] (all second grade students)

Unlike other previous courses at Hogwarts, the two newly opened courses are both large courses.

In Percy Weasley's impression, situations like this are rarely arranged like this, except for the Care of Magical Creatures class and the extremely rare animal or celestial phenomenon in astronomy that requires students from all colleges to take it together.

class.

After all, in most classes, professors often need to take into account the learning status of each student.

On the other hand, for some reason, these two courses always gave him a vague sense of foreboding - as if there was some extremely terrifying devil hidden in them, but he really couldn't imagine what challenges a mere arithmetic sum could pose.

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At the same time, at the Ravenclaw table.

Elena also received her new class schedule, or a somewhat strange schedule.

"Well, what a headache. Old potatoes and old carrots are completely useless..."

The cutest headmaster of Hogwarts frowned, looked at the form in his hand carefully, and muttered with some disgust.

"I really don't know why these two guys haven't bought more books on basic subjects after so many years..."

In addition to the normal study content, starting every afternoon, she also needs to go to the Potions classroom as agreed to serve as Severus Snape's Potions class assistant, responsible for guiding and caring for the students to complete "Magichemistry"

"The learning content is different from last year when she was mainly responsible for field control. This year she also needs to take on part of the teaching of chemistry.

After the afternoon classes, she still needs to spend three days a week and spend more than two hours a day going to the "College Urban Research Area" outside the gate of Hogwarts to solve the problems of experts from the former Soviet Union.

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This is not just academic confusion, but also some basic and extremely urgent daily needs.

For example, the electromagnetic chaotic field in the Hogwarts area seriously interferes with the operation of electronic equipment. This alone makes it impossible for most scholars to carry out research work normally. In addition, water sources, biogas, etc.

They also need to be re-planned and sorted out. In this regard, the facilities previously provided by Hogwarts were too rudimentary.

And there are many more similar questions...

Building a magical city from scratch is much more difficult than Elena imagined.

After all, whether it is Dumbledore or Grindelwald, what they are good at is only magic. They may have slight advantages in politics, education and leadership, but this does not give them some basic municipal abilities and experience.

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"There is no other way. It seems that I have to rely on myself at the beginning."

Elena shook her head. She had a lot of ideas about the integration of magic and technology. Although most of them may not necessarily lead to the most correct results, for her at this moment, time is the most abundant resource.

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"Hey, Elena," Luna looked at the parchment in Elena's hand curiously and frowned slightly, "Is your schedule so full at the beginning of this semester? Even on weekends, you will have corresponding schedules -

—Can you really do it alone?"

"Don't worry about that, I still spend most of the time in class with Hannah."

"But you see," Luna corrected with a serious look, "the problem is precisely caused by that small period of time, Monday night at ten o'clock, the new energy project team. Next, Tuesday night at ten o'clock, the Institute of Biology. And

——”

Luna looked at the dense itinerary carefully and said with some confusion.

"Ten o'clock on Wednesday night, Category II Contained Object Contact Project... Elena, I know there are many mysterious responsibilities, but don't you think you need to do too many things every day, and it takes too little time? Besides, if it is night

Starting at ten o'clock, can you go in and out of the castle by yourself without fear of getting lost? If it's that late, Hannah and I probably won't be able to go out..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down, keep your voice down," Elena glared at Luna and said quickly, "Of course I don't know the road!"

"and you--"

"Don't forget I can fly."

Elena blinked deftly.

"But--"

"It's very simple, everything is according to my plan! Luna, you only need to open the window of Ravenclaw Tower after ten o'clock every night and quietly light your wand by the window."

Elena raised her finger proudly and shook it, speaking in a relaxed tone.

"I have thought about this matter and verified it several times. The sky will not get lost - no matter how complicated the roads in Hogwarts Castle are, as long as there is a broomstick and a beacon, I can directly

Fly back."

"But I still feel..." Luna whispered uneasily.

At this moment, a burst of rapid breathing suddenly erupted from the Slytherin table not far away.

Accompanied by a series of clinking sounds of tableware, several little wizards suddenly jumped up with red faces and kept breathing, as if someone had cast a spell, and their lips became swollen almost instantly.

Come around in a circle.

Among the freshmen, the only one who did not jump up was the newly promoted shadow prefect, Miss Ivanovich.

"It's so spicy, so spicy, so spicy! What kind of devil's test is this!"

The corners of Irina's eyes twitched slightly, and she looked solemnly at the plates of red breakfast in front of her.

If she hadn't smelled an ominous smell in advance, she would have almost followed the example of the other little guys and accidentally mistook these as dishes topped with ketchup and strawberry jam, and stuffed them into her mouth without any worries.

But even if it was just a little bit on the tip of her tongue, Irina felt as if she had touched a flame.

Not far away from her, four or five senior students looked at her, while they forked a piece of grilled bacon without changing their expressions, stirred it in the pile of death-red dipping sauce, and then put it in their mouths.

Chew slowly.

This, this is...

Irina hesitated for a moment while holding the knife and fork in her hand.

In her original idea, she should be able to successfully complete the task proposed by Elena by showing her own strength and impressing Slytherin Academy, and then relying on the dual identities of shadow prefect and first-year freshman.

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In fact, before breakfast started today, she even thought she had completed the test ahead of schedule.

"What's wrong, Irina? Is the food at Hogwarts not to your liking?"

Next to Irina Ivanovich, a boy with light blond hair looked at the girl curiously, and absentmindedly pushed a stack of bright red deviled pepper dipping sauce in front of her, using the method that only Irina could.

A clearly heard voice spoke softly.

"Eat, Miss Ivanovich, this is also the task of the eldest sister. Hot sauce, durian, coriander, these are the characteristics of Slytherin House, and they are also the admission rules of the pure-blood world. If you want to get everything completely

If you want people’s recognition, then you have to show that you can sit at the same table with everyone...right..."

Draco Malfoy showed a faint smile towards Irina Ivanovich and raised his eyebrows in a friendly manner.

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