Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

At this time, Elena, who was far away from the Loch Lomond, did not realize the consequences of her quick talk.

In her thoughts, Dumbledore should still continue the "Harry Potter Brave Cultivation Game", and had no time to take care of such a trivial thing that a willful little girl refused to enter school.

Of course, this should not be blamed. After all, the film "Fantastic Animals: The Crimes of Grindelwald" has not been released before she traversed. She cannot know that the two old opponents, Dumbledore and Grindelwald, finally waited for the official The real hammer of CP is even less likely to know the paragraph that Grindelwald said that was very similar to her.

The most urgent dilemma facing Elena today is how to break the silent atmosphere that has lasted for almost half an hour in the cabin.

Yes, since Professor McGonagall left the door, she and Benitez have never spoken again.

Elena sat down at the end of the bed quietly playing with her fingers, while the priest was eating breakfast slowly, as if to lick the bone marrow in every thin bone clean and meticulous.

"Ah. Are you going to stop talking since then?"

Finally, Benitez sighed helplessly, put down the clean soup bowl he had already drunk, and broke the silence first.

"I'm sorry ..." The little silver-haired Loli raised her head, her lips twitched, and said weakly.

For this man who took her back to the orphanage from the streets of London and taught her to speak English patiently as a dumb girl, and then raised her awkwardly, although Elena did n’t usually spare her, she had already taken him Being like a father.

However, no matter whether it is the magic world or through the end, she can't tell the other party like Benitez.

In a sense, this may be the biggest curse carried by the traverser-always carrying a secret that cannot be told.

"Well, it seems that this is a much more complicated trouble than stealing the explosives of the stone workshop to go to the lake to fry fish."

Benitez moved his eyebrows funny, trying to make the topic less dignified.

"It's more than a hundred times more complicated than that, and I'm not stealing. I borrowed it! I wrote the contact information and purpose of the orphanage, and the fish I harvested was not divided in half for them."

Elena bulged her cheeks. She was always cherishing this point, not just fried fish. The basic operation of humans using wisdom to prey, the fussed Protection Association finally notified the police and the security department.

It was Benitez ’s first and only anger against her. At that time, she had even thought about it, and she ran away with her little quilt and small bags overnight when she was in a bad situation.

Sat up and Benitez rubbed Elena's small head hard, and did not continue to debate this issue with her. He knew that he was definitely not his opponent of the sophistry.

"Don't you want to open it? This letter from the School of Magic."

Picked up the thick parchment envelope that Professor McGonagall left in the room, and Benitez reached out to the girl and asked gently.

There is no postmark on the envelope, and the address and the recipient are clearly written on the front with emerald color ink.

[Scottish Highlands, Hard Rock Street, Russ Township, the cubicle next to the kitchen of Benitez Orphanage, by Elena Caslana]

"No, just open it up if you want to see it. It's nothing more than the school hours and the miscellaneous supplies that need to be prepared. I won't go there anyway."

Elena took the thick envelope from Benitez, rubbed her fingertips back and forth in the Hogwarts school badge, and threw the letter back into Benitez ’s arms, shaking her head and secretly slandering.

——There are so many unscrupulous authors who wrote the same humanities in the Harry Potter world in the previous life. Almost every one will use the content of the letter to fill the word count once. She can recite what she wrote without opening it——

"However, I suggest you not open it."

Half-talked, Elena glanced at the empty bowl that Benitez placed on the bed, her eyebrows raised, and she added a second thought.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter now, they shouldn't send any more letters."

"Why?"

Benitez frowned and asked in confusion.

"Because the magic world uses owls to deliver letters, otherwise you think you have eaten so many Scottish round-faced fat chickens from where I grabbed them."

The silver-haired little loli spread her hands and answered with a natural expression.

"Oh my goodness."

Hearing Elena's answer, Benitez stroked her forehead with one hand, and suddenly felt a burst of temple.

He instantly understood the reason why the professor McGonagall suddenly fell down after hearing the invitation to dinner.

Such a thing, no matter who it is, it will explode, this child has become more and more lawless.

The man's face fell, "Elena, you come to me! We need to talk about it."

He felt that it was necessary to discuss with the child in question what basic social etiquette is. It was because he thought that after the last fish bombing event, Elena would converge and mature a lot, and the result was completely unchanged.

"I don't! I'm not stupid ~"

Glanced at Benitez, whose face was somber and dripping, and Elena spit out her tongue cutely, making a grimace.

"Yeah, I suddenly remembered that there are no more vegetables in the kitchen. I have to go to the market to buy them."

Without waiting for Benitez's attack, the girl jumped flexibly from the bed with both hands, waved her hand, and ran out quickly without looking back.

She didn't want to be caught by Benitez and nagging for a whole morning just like last time.

"This girl ..."

Benitez looked at the silver-haired little girl who ran away like a frightened bunny and shook her head helplessly.

Perhaps, as the Professor McGonagall said, this child has some kind of magical power.

Every time he wants to educate Elena, as long as the girl is a little spoiled, he will be inexplicably soft-hearted, and after a few words of blame without pain, it will be gone.

Not only him, but almost every time Elena goes into trouble, it seems that the tolerance she gets is exceptionally easy-just like, no matter what she does, she will be forgiven.

Of course, it is also possible that as the nuns in London said, he really is not suitable for teaching children.

"A ... a school of magic?"

Benitez watched Elena throw back the envelope in his hand, her fingers hovering at the seal, and it seemed that it was not a letter but a terrible Pandora's box before him.

Others may not know, but Benitez, who watched Elena grow up all the way, could not be more clear. But for anything that is not of interest, Elena will definitely not invest even a little energy and time in it.

As a child less than eleven years old, he can refute an adult wizard from the magical world in a variety of ways, and he is speechless. Benitez does not believe that Elena is really true to the magical world. She did not care as much as she showed.

After struggling back and forth for more than ten minutes, Benitez glanced at the empty bowl at the head of the bed, and suddenly an idea flashed. If he did not have a migraine because of the wind, would Elena choose something else? Way to refuse an invitation from that world?

Thinking carefully, Benitez recalled that when she talked about the stewed owl soup, the silver-haired little Lori's eyes were shining, and she sighed quite tiredly, with the lawless little glutton Personality, there is really no way to judge the real reason.

Benitez picked up the thick parchment envelope, and once again solemnly looked at the somewhat strange emblem on the envelope, as if there would be some terrible monster coming out there next moment.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and turned the man's wrist to shake the letter.

【Principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry:

Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Federation of Magic, President of the Wizards ’Association, and First Class Magician of the Merlin Regiment)

Dear Ms. Caslana: We are pleased to inform you that you have been approved to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Attached is a list of required books and equipment. The semester is scheduled to begin on September 1. We will be waiting for your reply from your owl before July 31.

Vice principal (female) Milva McGonagall】

Benitez tapped his fingers gently on the stationery, and thoughtfully looked at the gorgeous wooden chair in front of him that had been transformed with magic. Maybe he should talk more with Professor McGonagall.

At least he could feel that when Elena saw the Professor McGonagall standing up with a wooden stick, the fear that was hidden behind the stubbornness was faint-but, UU reading www.uukanshu. com is similar to her trembling look after the fish was found before, but this time it was stealing someone's owl.

Only thinking of this, Benitez felt a sudden dullness in his brain.

It is roughly calculated that over the past week, it has been conservatively estimated that the entire orphanage has eaten at least a dozen "Scottish round-faced fat chickens". Since knowing this, Benitez has the chance to meet Mai again Professor Ge will naturally take the initiative to propose compensation.

"I don't know if the pound can be exchanged for the wizards' currency, but I hope that, as Elena said, the prices in the wizarding world will be slightly cheaper."

Benitez sighed again when he thought about it. Although Elena made a lot of money for the orphanage over the years, she also paid a lot of fines or compensation for her accident.

Just then, there was a crackling sound like a whipping outside the door.

Then there was a rhythmic knock on the door, a familiar female voice came in from the door.

"Mr. Benitez, this is Milleva McGonagall. I'm sorry to disturb you again. I hope I can learn more about Miss Elena if possible."

Who is Professor McGonagall from Hogwarts?

Benitez raised the corner of his mouth, glanced at the letter in his hand, turned over and walked out of bed, took the dishes on the table to the side, took a coat and put it on his body, and answered without hesitation.

"Welcome, Ms. McGonagall. I happen to want to ask you something about Elena and your wizarding world."

At the same time, Elena, who was fishing intently on the lake, suddenly had a heart palpitation, as if it was-the bad feeling every time the school notified the parent meeting in the previous life?