At Professor McGonagall's urging, the students reluctantly left the hall one by one.
On the way from the foyer to the common rooms of each college, the voices of curiosity, panic, and excitement hardly stopped for a second.
The students who had watched the whole process excitedly relayed the details of the "Devil King's Guidance War" to the young wizards who had not seen it, as excitedly as if they were the "ordinary castle administrators" fighting one against six. As for the Aurors and Umbridge
Without exception, they are described as stupid and cruel.
On the other side, Elena finally reunited with the little wings standing on the other side of the crowd.
"Elena, what happened just now..."
"Well, it's not convenient to talk here. I'll tell you slowly when I get back to the dormitory."
Before "Miss One Hundred Thousand Whys" could finish speaking, Elena looked around and answered first.
Regarding Professor Quirrell, Umbridge and the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, even if she doesn't say anything, the core hot topics in major newspapers and magazines in the next few days will definitely be this aspect. Instead of letting Little Wings listen to it,
Those second-hand versions are not as good as her explaining them in detail.
As for explaining everything stupidly in the foyer?
Wouldn't she be able to enjoy the luxurious bath that night? She finally got herself a top-notch bathroom. If she didn't make good use of it, it would be too wasteful and not in line with the thrifty style of the Gringotts Fairy Queen.
.
On the other hand, the confidentiality of the Hogwarts entrance hall is indeed somewhat poor.
Quirinus Quirrell's accident is a warning that some inconspicuous details may trigger extremely troublesome chain reactions.
There are so many ways to eavesdrop, secretly photograph, and secretly film in the magical world. There were more than twenty media at the scene today. She had no intention of being here until the house elves and the castle administrator had cleaned up the castle environment.
Express too many opinions in public.
"Wait, wait! Don't leave yet."
Xenophilius looked at his daughter who was talking with friends and about to leave the hall, and subconsciously took a step forward.
"Well, it's still early now, how about I tell you first?"
According to normal logic, Xenophilius would never stop in front of the witch. Just like those ignorant and arrogant officials of the Ministry of Magic, wizards who ignore the Dark Lord usually do not end well, but their feet just move unconsciously.
He stood up and stood in front of the witch.
"Mr. Lovegood? I didn't expect you to come too. What a coincidence."
Elena glanced at the editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler" who suddenly appeared in front of her, and frowned slightly.
"The staff lounge is over in the auditorium. The joint press conference between the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts should be starting soon. As for telling stories, we can probably wait until we have time later. After all, in my personal opinion, you are still in charge of the magazine
The news work of the agency is important.”
"I wrote those things years ago, there's nothing to look forward to"
Mr. Lovegood said quickly, looking past Elena from time to time and looking at his most adorable treasure.
"Okay, Dad. I'm glad you came to see me."
Noticing her old father's gaze, Luna sighed helplessly.
"But Sister Elena is right, I can't affect your work. But Sister Elena is right, I can't affect your work. Besides, we still have our own responsibilities as the discipline committee, we have to talk to the prefect first
Let’s guide everyone back to their respective lounges together.”
"Well, it will definitely be very late after that. I can give you the Ravenclaw Tower by then."
Xenophilius Lovegood opened his mouth, and his mind began to spin rapidly, as if he had returned to the lightning when he first fell in love.
"No, Dad. I can sleep in Elena and Hannah's room tonight."
Luna shook her head quickly and glared at her disgraced father angrily, her tone somewhat dissatisfied.
"Okay, I'm not a three-year-old kid anymore. Counting last year, this is my second year at Hogwarts. You really don't have to worry about this or that all the time. You just have to work hard.
I'm relieved that without me supervising you at home, you have obviously produced less manuscripts some time ago. Don't worry about me. Go and do your work. I have Hermione, Hannah, and Elena with me.
Follow me..."
Her eyes wandered among the girlfriends around her, her expression a little embarrassed and annoyed.
Although Elena, Hermione and others didn't say anything, Luna felt an inexplicable irritation and discomfort in her heart. She would rather see her father talk about the Snorlax with the same confidence as usual, instead of this kind of
It's like coaxing and caring for an ignorant child.
"Dad, let's go"
Luna frowned and repeated it again.
"oh oh"
Mr. Lovegood looked at little Luna who was starting to get angry, and then looked around.
Although he is a bit slow in terms of human relations, it took such a long time for him to gradually react.
Luna, who once relied on him, was fragile and helpless, and was the only one in the world, grew up. She began to have her own friends, her own social circle, her own little responsibilities and planned arrangements, but she would make this person lose her.
The little moon was a little uncomfortable.
"Well, I'm going to get you some things. You guys wait here for me for a while and don't go away."
Xenophilius Lovegood glanced at Luna, turned around without any explanation, and hurried upstairs.
Mr. Lovegood was very tall and stood out among the students at Hogwarts. The girls looked at him in bewilderment as he struggled to move forward among the people going up the stairs, saying sorry and hurriedly.
He hurriedly squeezed forward and soon disappeared around the corner of the stairs.
"Luna, did your father bring you any gift?"
Hannah turned her head and asked with some confusion.
"...Probably not? Dad doesn't usually give me gifts. He is a careless adult who can't even remember his own birthday."
Luna shook her head in confusion and stood on tiptoes to look at the place where her father disappeared.
However, such things were not uncommon in the past.
Mr. Lovegood would occasionally think of something, and then start moving hurriedly. Maybe it was a sudden inspiration, or he forgot to pay the royalties, or the flowers outside the hill were blooming, or he even forgot to buy food for three meals.
kind of thing...
All in all, this scene is very familiar to Luna. Her daily life with her father is always full of surprises.
"Forget it, let's help the prefects to persuade everyone to leave. It will probably take a while anyway..."
Luna shook her head, turned her head and looked at the still noisy and crowded foyer.
There are not many student leaders in Hogwarts. Counting the twenty-four prefects from the four houses and the two student representatives, there are only twenty-six people in total.
This is not the orderly scene after dining in the auditorium. A steady stream of students are still coming after hearing the news, and many of the students who were watching before are still staying in the foyer, or walking around in the castle and such fierce conflicts have occurred.
, most people were quite excited at this time.
Obviously, as members of the disciplinary committee, they first had to disperse those who were still lingering in the foyer.
"Oh, it's the same as usual, I'll deal with those stubborn guys, Luna, you and Hermione are responsible for most of them..."
Hannah looked around the noisy hall, nodded seriously, and moved her arms left and right.
"breast a"
"Luna, block the horizon! Tornado"
Hermione waved her wand lightly, and the howling cold wind rushed in from outside the oak door, driving away the students in the foyer.
On the other side, Luna deftly tapped her wand in the air.
The light in the foyer dimmed quietly. Except for the few lanes leading to the common rooms of various colleges, the other corners of the foyer gradually became colder and darker, making people unconsciously want to leave those places.
After several months of practical training as members of the disciplinary committee, their skills and responses in this area have improved much compared to when they first started school.
Of course, Elena was not watching the show either.
Following the prompts from the house elves, Elena scanned every corner of the hall in turn, patiently and friendly persuading those students who were still in the hall to go back to bed. After the Quidditch match last year, her persuasive power suddenly improved.