Strangely enough, since she came to this world, she never seems to have gotten sick.
Even during the most difficult times in the orphanage, Elena was the healthiest of all the children.
On the third day of the girl's illness, Grindelwald forced her to drink some refreshing potion.
Unfortunately, apart from turning Elena into a silver steam kettle, there is no improvement.
Whether it's a cold medicine from the non-magical world, an ancient refreshing medicine from the magical world, or a 'new medicine' developed by Nico Flamel, Horace Slughorn and the Mendeleev Institute, in Elena
It has no effect whatsoever on the body.
The "magic cold medicine" developed based on magic medicine techniques and modern medical theory is quite successful.
From Quirinus Chilo's blood test and nasal mucosa analysis, this brand-new concept of potion forms a barrier like a barrier in the human body, expelling or directly killing cold viruses that invade from the outside. With the blessing of magic, it is almost
It can achieve 80%-90% efficacy, which is a dream number that cannot be achieved by any oral drug.
To put it simply, the new "magic cold medicine" is equivalent to spreading a magic barrier in the body of the user.
At Elena's suggestion, Gringotts Wizarding Bank, the Academy's Urban Research Institute, and the Salzburg Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries jointly registered a magical medical company called "Umbrella" and planned to launch "Magic" before Christmas.
Cold medicine".
You know, in today's magic world, there are no mature large-scale medical companies yet.
Even if the "Umbrella" company currently only has one new drug, coupled with the zero variety of magic potions in the wizarding world, this centralized pharmacy store model is bound to cause waves in the wizarding world. Not to mention, judging from the current efficacy
Judging from the level of portability, the new drug "magic cold medicine" alone is enough to support a complete market sales chain.
Compared with ancient refreshing medicines, "magic cold medicine" can truly cure colds fundamentally.
only……
"No cold? What's going on?"
Hogwarts Headmaster's Office.
Elena is sitting obediently next to Phoenix Fox's bird stand, covered with a thick blanket, like a chubby stupid penguin. Although it is school time now, she has been in self-isolation for two days.
Not far away from her, Grindelwald was questioning Dumbledore with a frown on his face.
"Didn't you say there's no problem? Didn't you say this is very common in Hogwarts? So what's going on with this child who's so sick now? If she never recovers, are you planning to put her
Stay locked in the office?"
"Cough, cough, that...self-isolation is my own request..."
Elena weakly raised her paw and carefully defended Dumbledore.
"Cold viruses are strains that mutate very easily. If I have a stubborn disease, then self-isolation in time is the most correct thing to do if the nature and whether it can be transmitted from person to person is not determined. Besides, I don't have anything.
It’s a terminal illness. Apart from a little lethargy and a low fever, there don’t seem to be any worrisome complications at the moment.”
"Don't continue to fool me with Muggle medical knowledge. Is this a problem that science can solve?"
Grindelwald waved his hand angrily and glared at Elena menacingly.
"Now you have almost no cold viruses, bacterial colds, or respiratory tract infections. These have all been checked. If Muggle medicine was really that powerful, they wouldn't have killed so many people in the past."
"So, this also proves that... Miss Kaslana's current symptoms may not be a cold."
A hint of helplessness flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, and he explained gently.
"On the other hand, Miss Kaslana's concerns are correct. In the face of diseases, whether wizards or Muggles, we have just taken the first step. If magic really causes those diseases to mutate, then we must
Be cautious, but judging from Elena’s current condition, it doesn’t look like she has the symptoms of a cold.”
What are the symptoms after a cold...?
Elena thought.
If it hadn't been for this "cold", she would have almost forgotten what it felt like, or in other words, "she" wouldn't know it at all.
"Then do you have a different opinion?" she asked, "If it's not a cold, then what's wrong with me?"
In the past few days, it was as if all the sleepiness in the past had been accumulated together. Elena was almost sick and tired every day. Although she did not have a runny nose, her body temperature was always at a low fever and there was a sore throat.
She always felt a little uncomfortable, as if a bone was stuck inside, but the strange thing was that no matter how much she coughed, she couldn't even clear the phlegm.
"Obviously, I'm not that great of a doctor or therapist..."
Dumbledore replied, the old man's blue eyes fell on Elena's silver hair, and he said thoughtfully.
"But I know that if something doesn't work out no matter what direction you try, then maybe the problem lies in the initial starting point. Miss Kaslana, you won't forget the other half of your blood, right?
?”
"You mean...Veela bloodline?"
Elena frowned, not understanding what Dumbledore meant.
There are not many research documents about Veela in the wizarding world. Most of the knowledge about her comes from the descriptions in the "Harry Potter" series of books in her previous life. Veela is beautiful and will turn into a firebird and attack when angry.
enemy……
Wait, flu, firebird... bird...
Could it be bird flu?
Elena held the phoenix in her arms a little uneasily, rubbed it, and said cautiously.
"Could it be said that... there are genetic diseases with similar symptoms among Veela? Or is it a disease unique to the ethnic group?"
"You are not sick, don't worry, Miss Kaslana."
At this moment, another familiar voice suddenly came from the door.
Elena turned her head following the sound, just in time to see Newt Scamander push open the door to the principal's office and walk in.
The Master of Magical Beasts hung his robe by the door and nodded politely towards Dumbledore.
"In legends, Veela can freely transform into various animals and beautiful women, but just like Boggart, no one knows what the true form of Veela is... But from those Veela who married wizards, and their
From the perspective of future generations, the human form should be one of their most important appearances, and most of the young Veela are also cute little girls."
Newt Scamander looked at Elena carefully and said softly.
"Wizards can also transform, Animagus. You have seen Professor McGonagall's transformation. Only the smartest wizards with powerful magic can do it. But as long as they are an adult Veela, they can easily transform into more than one shape.
An animal."
"So?" Grindelwald interrupted impatiently, "This is not a magical zoology classroom."
"This also means that the magic power in Veela's body is more concentrated and powerful than that of wizards."
Dumbledore waved his wand, and a balloon appeared above the office and gradually began to expand.
"If the inside of an ordinary wizard is air, and the ordinary Veela is like water, then the inside of Miss Kaslana's 'balloon' that inspired the magic bloodline is mercury. But no matter what, as the magic power condenses, the balloon will gradually change.
big……"
The old wizard's eyes slightly glanced at Elena's breasts that had not yet begun to develop.
"The problem is that frequent use of runes makes Miss Kaslana's development become more like a pure-blood Veela, but the magic power in your body increases faster than a normal Veela. Unlike ordinary Veela,
With the growth rate, the magic power in your body now even exceeds that of many seventh-grade graduates, and you have naturally reached the baseline of adult Veela."
Dumbledore spread his hands, blinked flexibly, and explained with a smile.
"The high concentration of magic power begins to trigger the talent of the Veela bloodline, and the magic power in your body mistakenly thinks that you are an adult..."
"It sounds like this means that I'm entering puberty?"
Elena looked at the balloon that was still inflating above the office and said in a relaxed tone.
"What about this balloon? This is my current body, right? How much time do I have to solve the problem? If you think about it carefully, there are many ways to solve it. But Professor Dumbledore only allows one, right?"
"Well, in terms of time, it's quite abundant..."
Dumbledore said with a smile, waving his hand to disperse the metaphorical objects in the air.
"Fortunately, we are not balloons with sealed holes. There are too many holes in the human body that are not covered. When the magic power in your body reaches the critical point, the most it will look like you are now... redundant
The magic power will gradually overflow into the air, subtly strengthening and stimulating your body's growth. Of course, the process will be longer."
"Another plan, Animagus, right?"
Grindelwald crossed his arms, glanced at Newt who was silently pouring tea, and snorted softly.
"In other words, does Mr. Scamander have any other good ideas? If you just consume magic power, I have many simple and easy-to-learn magics, so you don't have to go to such trouble."
"Well, how should I put it, Professor Dumbledore's statement still has some flaws."
Newt Scamander rubbed his nose nervously and looked past Grindelwald at the little mixed-blood Veela.
"Magic power is not something that actually exists. It has no concept of capacity. It is like a bird snake. Well, you all know about the bird snake, right? It can change its volume freely, but its magic power will not be concentrated or condensed because of this.
Thin.”
"If you are a pure-blood Veela, you can now change your form, or learn to shoot fireballs..."
As Newt explained, he gestured with his hands in the air.
"This is not determined by your subjective consciousness, but by the instinct hidden in your blood. This is like saying that even if no one teaches the Norwegian Ridgeback to breathe fire, it still knows how to breathe dragon fire. And the same situation is placed in you
Here, we are actually trying to find ways to unlock powers that cannot be manifested for the time being, and Animagus is just one of the ways."
"So, theoretically speaking, once I learn to breathe fire, fly, and transform, the problem will be solved?"
Elena raised her eyebrows and concluded thoughtfully.
This sounds logically coherent, but why does she always feel that something is wrong?
According to this combination of attributes, if her Animagus is a fire dragon, then it seems to be completed directly? Although theoretically speaking, it seems that Animagus can only transform into ordinary animals, not magical creatures.
"You don't need all of them. After all, you still have the magic-casting ability of a wizard."
Newt Scamander shrugged, and after thinking for a few seconds, he said with some uncertainty.
"My guess is that if you can master one, or preferably two related abilities instead of magic, you will be much better. It just so happens that Professor McGonagall is an expert on Animagus. I suggest..."
"Hey, wait a minute, are you planning to let Professor McGonagall tutor me in Animanis alone?"
"That's the plan for the time being," Dumbledore smiled slightly and said gently, "You will receive individual tutoring once a week, but you will not tell anyone. The Ministry of Magic will not allow junior students to try such difficult magic...
…Of course, if someone asks, you can say it’s a tutoring session on transfiguration. After all, your transfiguration is different from everyone else’s.”
Mag and her.
Tutorial on Transfiguration.
Weekly individual tutoring.
Why does she always feel like she has seen this scene somewhere?
Elena was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately.
Isn't this a replica of the original plot where Professor Dumbledore arranged for Snape to teach Harry Occlumency?!
Does this old man with a white beard really like stressful teaching, the kind that makes him unhappy if he doesn’t fight?!
You know, although the relationship between her and Professor McGonagall has eased a bit, once it comes to that kind of closed private tutoring session, who knows what will happen. Women are quite scary when it comes to holding grudges, no matter their age.
"Why can't it be Sirius, I mean Professor Black?" Elena asked quickly.
"Because Animagi Transfiguration can go very wrong if it goes too far," Dumbledore replied with a serious face. "I don't want you to have any accidents because of this. There is no doubt that Minerva is definitely the most suitable in Britain."
The choice has been made.”
"Uh, but"
Elena blinked and looked at Grindelwald pleadingly.
Whether it was metaphysics or doubts based on human nature, she didn't intend to foolishly place all her hopes on Professor McGonagall. She had thrown away the cat with her own hands when she first entered school.
Who knows if she will suffer similar punishment when she becomes some kind of helpless little animal.
"Transformation, flame, flying...if it were just these three points..."
Grindelwald carefully pointed his fingers, grinned, and said softly under Elena's expectant eyes.
"Why can't I teach this child? After all, he is considered my student...According to the ancient tradition, this kind of inheritance-type individual tutoring still has to be approved by the apprentices' mentors, right?"
As the old devil spoke, he raised his hand casually and drew a small circle in the air with his index finger.
boom!
A dazzling blue flame appeared in the office.
"Look, it's not complicated! Dear Albus, among all the wizards you know, who else is better at fire, shapeshifting, and flying than me? Oh, sorry... I'm not.
I mean something else..."
Grindelwald glanced at Newt, whose face instantly turned livid, and put out the flames disapprovingly.
This was the successor to the Demon King he had chosen first.