Following the direction of Lavender Brown's finger, the little wizards staying on the field turned their heads and looked over.
I saw a burly giant walking down the hillside, and behind him were several little wizards who looked like dwarfs.
Almost immediately, Hermione saw the figure with dazzling silver hair in the crowd. The strength she had maintained to frighten the other first-year students disappeared instantly, and the suppressed anxiety and grievances suddenly broke out.
He came out, took three steps in a row and rushed forward with claws and teeth.
"Do you know how worried everyone is...well."
"I'm sorry to make you worried. I have good news and some not-so-bad news."
Elena trotted all the way to the first-year freshmen, and easily suppressed Hermione's little Luoli who wanted to come over to teach her. She looked around at the young face who looked at her with eager eyes, shrugged and said cleanly.
"Although it is not an Easter egg, after explanation and discussion, Professor Dumbledore said that he does not intend to delve into the matter - there will be no deductions, no confinement, or copied sentences. Therefore, everyone can continue to enjoy this with confidence.
A hearty lunch.”
After getting the girl's affirmative answer, the big stone in the hearts of the originally anxious little wizards finally fell. They all breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and some even couldn't help but cheer.
"Phew, that's great."
"yeah!"
"I finally feel relieved..."
"Long live sister Elena!"
To be precise, since Elena appeared, all the first-year students seemed to have found a backbone, and the tension and hesitation lingering in the air of the venue dissipated in an instant.
After a while, when everyone's emotions calmed down, they gradually began to notice another thing from Elena's mouth.
"So...Sister Elena, what is the bad news?"
A boy wearing Hufflepuff robes and with curly hair asked curiously.
Justin Finch-Fletchley is a young wizard who comes from a Muggle family like Hermione Granger.
The reason why Elena remembered his name was not because of how deeply she was impressed by this character's role in the original time and space. What impressed her deeply was the simple line of self-introduction he gave during the chat.
If he had not received the admission notice to Hogwarts, Justin Finch-Fletchley was originally going to attend Eton School, which is recognized as the best school in the UK and must be chosen by the British royal family, political circles, and economic elites.
, the most famous aristocratic high school in Britain.
Although there is not much mention of Justin Finch-Fletchley's family background in the original work, those who can enter this school, except for a few geniuses with outstanding talents, will never have a simple family background, usually at least
There is a noble status - this is not a false name like the platinum nobles fabricated in previous fan fiction, but a real nobleman who has been officially canonized by the royal family.
In other words, if we look at family history alone, the status of the Malfoy family in the magical world may not be as high as the status of the Fen-reli family in the non-magical world.
"This is a leek seedling worth cultivating..."
Elena looked at the cute little wizard up and down. If she wants to try to integrate the non-magical world with the magical world in the future, then Justin Finch-Fletchley can play a greater role than most pure-player wizards.
Blood wizards are much more useful.
Thinking of this, the silver-haired little Luoli smiled gently, her delicate face became a little brighter, and explained patiently.
"Well, because we affected the meals of the senior students. In order to make us realize the seriousness of our mistakes, the school kitchen will not be open to us first graders tonight."
Elena spread her hands helplessly and showed a sad smile, "In short, we can only find ways to get food by ourselves tonight."
"That's not fair!" Justin Finch-Fletchley complained with some indignation.
"It's not bad, at least we still have so much food brought from the kitchen." A beautiful little Indian witch patted the boy's shoulder and said easily, judging from the Ravenclaw uniform she was wearing.
, it should be Padma Patil, she also has a twin sister in Gryffindor House.
"No...Professor Dumbledore said that excess food will be recycled by the kitchen."
Ron, who heard Dumbledore's words with his own ears, shook his head sadly, raised his finger and pointed behind everyone, "Look, they are already here."
"Recycle? What do you mean? Oh... no!"
Padma Patil turned her head in confusion and exclaimed.
At some point, several house elves wearing tea towels with the Hogwarts emblem suddenly appeared behind everyone. As the elves snapped their fingers one by one, the excess meat piled on the tablecloths was quickly disappearing.
.
"Wait! Stop, that one doesn't work!"
At this moment, Elena felt Hermione in her hand suddenly burst out with strength from nowhere, and broke away from her suppression. She rushed towards a folded white tablecloth ball with a look of panic and anxiety.
He grabbed the ball of tablecloth with both hands and hid it behind his back, looking at the approaching house elf with a pleading look.
"Please, we just need to keep this little bit, we will finish it soon..."
Snapped!
The house elf calmly snapped his fingers, and Hermione's hands were empty, with nothing left.
"wait……"
"I'm sorry, dear lady, this is Professor Dumbledore's request. I hope you can understand." The elf bowed respectfully, without giving Hermione any more time to react. After a soft sound, he disappeared directly.
between venues.
Seeing Hermione's disappointed expression, Elena walked over rather amusedly, preparing to make some jokes as usual.
"When did my little Hermione learn to hide food secretly... hmm?"
Feeling her sleeve being pulled by someone, the little silver-haired witch turned her head, and Crabbe's cautious voice came to her ears, "Ahem, eldest sister, Miss Granger specially left that for you."
"Huh?" The expression on Elena's face froze, and her eyes were slightly touched. Was it the food left specially for her...
Oops, what should I do? She is the worst at handling this situation.
Fortunately, at this moment, Hagrid's shout suddenly came from not far away.
"Hey, Elena, first graders, I've thought of a good idea."
I saw Hagrid walking out of the hut, holding a big bag in his hand and waving to everyone excitedly.
"I suddenly remembered that I made a lot of rock biscuits before. Although they may not be as delicious, at least everyone has dinner."
"Hagrid, you actually know how to cook?!"
Harry opened his eyes wide in disbelief and looked at the giant in surprise. It was hard for him to imagine such a rugged man wearing an apron.
"Oh, of course."
Hagrid raised his chin, glanced down at little Harry, and said proudly.
"I know a lot of things. Anyway, after all I have been alone in the hunting grounds for so many years, I have to learn to take care of myself. Come on, let's all have a try first."
As he spoke, Hagrid took out a hard pancake from his pocket and stuffed it into Elena's hand.
Rock pie?
The second time she heard the name, Elena, who was a little distracted, finally realized that this was the legendary dark dish from Hagrid's cabin that could be used as a self-defense weapon and could easily break normal human teeth.
Seeing a group of ignorant little wizards taking the rock cakes with excitement, Elena's eyes twitched.
Sure enough, the next moment there was a burst of tooth-piercing cries of pain on the field.
"Hey, Mr. Hagrid, I think it would be better if we try some more normal food first."
Elena shook her head helplessly, patted the somewhat frustrated Hagrid and suggested.
"But... except for rock biscuits, we don't have any other food for a while." Hagrid, whose cooking skills were frustrated, said somewhat dullly.
"No, there is. And...it's quite rich."
Elena looked at the sparkling Black Lake of Hogwarts behind her and the densely planted Forbidden Forest on the edge of the venue, and showed a sad smile.
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Ahhhh, you devils!
The round-faced chubby chicken is a Digimon. Gugu is not a Pokémon! Do you know what a Digimon is? They are cute little animals that can evolve and degenerate...
Well, the purpose of what I say so much is to tell you that there are two ways to feed round-faced fat chickens, monthly tickets and Zhangshuo.
Gugugu, I would like to add that if you want to add more chapters, both chapters must reach 1000. I can’t let you cheat on me.⊙▽⊙