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Chapter 89 Dumbledore's Attitude

"Phew... finally here... ah! I hate moving stairs."

Gritting her teeth, she pulled out her right foot from the sunken stair compartment. Elena raised her head and looked at the monster stone statue not far away. She breathed a sigh of relief. The changing environment of Hogwarts Castle was for her.

It's really unfriendly.

The ugly stone monster had already jumped aside, making way for the passage to the principal's office, directly blocking Elena's original excuse to leave on the grounds that she had no password and could not enter.

Elena thought carefully again, and just as she comforted the other first-year students, the entire act of taking food from the kitchen did not violate any known school rules.

Unless Dumbledore shamelessly adds new rules on a temporary basis, then theoretically speaking, Dumbledore has no reason for her to punish him - and therefore, has nothing to fear at all.

Thinking of this, the silver-haired little Luoli was completely relieved, tidied up her clothes, and generously opened the wooden door of Dumbledore's office and walked in.

"Good afternoon, dear Professor Dumbledore, you seemed to have something to ask me for just now?"

As if nothing was wrong, Elena waved friendly to the silver-bearded old man sitting behind the desk in the room.

Dumbledore looked at a small and exquisite hourglass on the table, raised his eyebrows, and corrected him gently.

"To be precise, it was half an hour ago..."

"I'm very sorry to keep you waiting!"

The little mixed-blood Veela bowed sharply and admitted her mistake loudly and sincerely, which caught the old wizard off guard.

Without giving Dumbledore time to react, the girl quickly straightened up, put her hands behind her back, drew circles on the ground with her right toe, and explained in a low voice.

"But you have to understand, this castle is so charming."

There is no such thing as getting lost. She will never admit that she is a road addict in this life. She just has a weak sense of direction.

"..."

Dumbledore put down the book in his hand, adjusted his half-moon glasses, raised his head and looked at Elena quietly, who was "adding drama" to him, without speaking.

This is the simplest and most efficient way of communication that he has gradually summarized over the past few days - otherwise, no matter what she says, she can take the topic astray.

Sure enough, with Dumbledore's silent response, Elena, who was performing a one-man show, quickly became like a deflated balloon, and the dull hair on her head fell down listlessly.

"Professor Dumbledore, you have become increasingly bored recently. You were not like this before."

Elena curled her lips in boredom and sat down on the chair in front of the desk obediently.

"But...it's very effective, isn't it? So, is there anything you want to explain?"

Dumbledore shrugged, an imperceptible smile flashed behind his spectacles, his eyes focused on Elena's chest, and he asked calmly.

"Yes Yes!"

Elena nodded hurriedly, cleared her throat, and said confidently, "Professor Dumbledore, I carefully read the "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Student Code of Daily Conduct" and "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry".

"Regulations on Penalties for Violation of Violations", there is no mention in any rules and regulations that school students cannot enter the school cafeteria... At the same time, all our behaviors in the kitchen are in line with the school——"

As an excellent student, the first thing you have to do after arriving at a new school is to become familiar with the school rules and regulations.

Even before she led the first-year students to the kitchen to carry out the "robbery", Elena had already thought about how to deal with Dumbledore, and on the way here, she went through the draft in her mind several times.

Elena was at least 99% sure that Dumbledore could find no fault with the school rules.

"Thank you for reminding me, Miss Kaslana."

Dumbledore patiently listened to Elena's words and nodded with a warm smile, "I understand all the school's rules and regulations. To be precise, many of the clauses were made by me. After all, as time goes by, we

There are always a variety of new problems encountered, maybe I will add to this aspect later..."

"However, as of now, what you and the entire first-year students did in the kitchen did not violate any school rules. Therefore, I do not intend to impose any punishment on you."

"real?!"

Elena blinked in disbelief. This was probably the smoothest communication she had had in so many years after getting into trouble. She had not even had time to use the large piece of material she had prepared that quoted scriptures.

"Professor Dumbledore, you are indeed the greatest and most enlightened headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

The silver-haired little Luoli narrowed his eyes happily, and did not hesitate to praise the old wizard. He tilted his head easily and asked with some confusion, "So, Professor Dumbledore, why did you call me here today..."

"Actually, what I wanted to say was something else."

Before the hair on Little Luoli's head could jump up again, Dumbledore crossed his slender fingers and said calmly, "About a certain Hufflepuff freshman who stayed out last night..."

"Huh?! Well, that's because..."

As if she had been stabbed in a fatal spot, the look on the silver-haired little Luoli's face froze - so she was waiting for her here?!

Dumbledore's expression was extremely serious, and he looked down at the little witch in front of him along the bridge of his crooked nose.

"Maybe you will find this interesting, but it is not fun at all for everyone who is worried about you. You don't know that Professor Pomona Sprout has turned over almost every corner of the school in order to find you.

All over. It wasn’t until midnight that we learned from the house elves that there was one more new student in the Gryffindor dormitory.”

In fact, he began to worry more and more that one day she would make some irreversible mistake - just like Gellert and Tom back then.

"oh."

Facing the old man's gaze, Elena opened her mouth, hesitated a few times, lowered her head silently, played with her fingers and whispered, "I know, I will return this Gryffindor set on me."

Accept it. As for whether you should be put into confinement or deducted points, or whether you should copy sentences or help Mr. Filch do things, I will accept your arrangement."

A long silence.

Then to Elena's surprise, Dumbledore suddenly smiled and shook his head.

"Neither."

History has proven that tough intervention or close discipline ultimately bring less than ideal results. Therefore, Dumbledore is ready to make some new attempts - it just so happens that Elena also has some kind of wonderful opportunity.

Dumbledore glanced at Elena's chest thoughtfully again. The golden and red Gryffindor House emblem shone in the sun, and it reminded him of some things from many years ago.

"I have no intention of punishing you, dear Miss Kaslana."

"As you said before, the school should give some extra rewards to those little wizards who think outside the box and have extraordinary courage. In fact, in my opinion, you are a born Gryffindor, and you are fully qualified.

Keep this Gryffindor house uniform, but..."

Dumbledore smiled slightly, a hint of mischief flashed in his blue eyes behind his half-moon lenses.

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Gu Gu Gu~

But...this skin is just one day~


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