Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

The main hall of the Hogwarts Auditorium.

The enchanted ceiling presents a somewhat suppressed gray cloudy sky, just like the psychological portrayal of most students at the moment. Although it is not yet known what kind of curriculum adjustments will be ushered in, part of the influence of the "Hogwarts Regulations for the Special Period of Adjustment" has begun to manifest itself.

On the long tables of the four colleges, bowls of porridge, plates of pickled herring, small piles of chopped slices of bread and small plates of fried eggs, a little further away are steaming. Milk jug. To be fair, in Elena's view, even if it is not in a state of saving money, such a breakfast is definitely not shabby.

However, it is clear that there are only a few people who have such an idea.

Looking around, most of the students sitting at the table, especially the seniors at Hogwarts, have a somewhat ugly face. Many people subconsciously increase their strength in the use of knives and forks. On the one hand, the source Yu's anxiety about the school's future, on the other hand, might not be the little emotion in the catharsis.

After all, compared to the luxurious breakfast banquet that used to have dozens of dishes, it suddenly fell to the level of white porridge and omelette, which would produce an unacceptable psychological gap. This is among the more senior students. The more obvious the manifestation—however, the news that the school is facing a crisis temporarily hides this dissatisfaction.

"So, are you going to sleep in the lounge tonight? Well, at noon I will show you the way to the dormitory. Then your clothes ..."

After Elena ’s explanation, Hannah ’s mood quickly stabilized, tightening her uniform in her arms, and looking at Elena said seriously, as if she would pay attention to the silver-haired witch Disappear.

"Don't panic, it's not a problem."

Elena calmly picked up the white porridge in front of her and blew it, ignoring the whispers of the surrounding discussion, and devoted herself to a delicious breakfast. This was the most basic respect for food.

After all, from the perspective of color, the yellow and black symbolic colors of Hufflepuff College and the gold and red symbolic colors of Gryffindor College are actually warm colors.

In addition, the difference is only the decoration of the chest emblem and the edge of the dress. Wearing a gold-red uniform from Gryffindor College, it is mixed in the long table of Hufflepuff College. In fact, it is not so dazzling-if it is The little wizard of Slytherin College, which is dominated by silver green, is sitting here, which is really out of tune.

Before waiting for Elena to finish eating the omelette in the dinner plate, she heard the rattling wings flapping overhead. Hundreds of owls poured in through the windows around the auditorium, circled in the hall, and threw letters and parcels into the crowd talking and eating.

Guhahaha ~

A little brown owl with a fist circled in a small half circle, making a strange chirping sound, dived down from the air, and slammed into Elena ’s arms accurately, just like a cat, excited in the girl ’s arms Rolling and selling cute.

"Oh, stop and reserve grain. If there is any disturbance, take a hot bath with me tonight."

The little owl's long ears and feather clusters swept around her neck, making her a little itchy, and Elena had to stretch out her hand and hold the little pet in her arms, threatening in a low voice.

Goo! ⊙? ⊙!

The eyes of the reserve grain, which was arching happily, seemed to be hit by a petrification curse, and it squatted quietly and cleverly on Elena's knee.

"Wow, Elena, is this your pet, an obedient owl! Can I touch it?"

Hannah, who was sitting on the side, was almost staring, and her tone was full of envy. She has never seen such an obedient owl, and she is still such a beautiful and small one, which looks different from all the species in the owl shop.

"It's so sloppy, it's just too thin, and it can't be fed much."

Elena picked up the small reserve grain on her knees, looked around with a little disgust, and handed it to Hannah, and continued to concentrate on eliminating the breakfast in front of her.

At the same time, some voices began to appear among the students who received the letters one after another.

The latest issue of the "Prophet Daily" and "Witcher Weekly" and other magazines have been printed and sent out, and the little wizards can see the photos of a row of sitting ghosts on the front page without opening. And various bold bold headlines-[Hogwarts is about to be taken over by Gu Ling Pavilion? ! ], [Where is the future of the magic world], [The first step for the goblin to domesticate humans] ...

Although after the episode at the dinner yesterday, most of the students were already prepared, but after the propaganda and processing of the goblin and the newspaper reporter in the newspaper, the feelings of hesitation and worry inevitably spread quickly among the crowd.

At first, the students in the auditorium just whispered and whispered, then gradually turned into a buzzing like a bee farm, and finally the discussion became louder and louder, and the entire hall of the Hogwarts Hall seemed to become a noisy The same as the bazaar.

Ding Ding Ding ~

"Quiet." Professor McGonagall frowned and tapped the goblet with a spoon.

The sound of the discussion has become slightly smaller.

"Okay, please be quiet for a while."

Albus Dumbledore stood up, clapped his hands, and raised the volume.

The voice in the auditorium gradually fell, and when Dumbledore stood up, most of the students shut their mouths subconsciously, turning their heads to look at the old man, waiting for his speech.

"Thank you."

Dumbledore nodded with a smile, looked around the face full of anticipation and anxiety, and said, "It seems that before you get a reassuring answer, everyone has no intention of having breakfast."

"First of all, I can tell you with certainty that the ownership of Hogwarts will not be transferred to the goblin, so you do n’t have to worry about having no place to go to school afterwards."

"Thank goodness." Elena sighed heavily when she heard the little Hannah around her.

Kick, Kump, Kump.

Elena looked around and put down the tableware. With a relaxed look, the students secretly grabbed two pieces of toast from the dining table, one was hidden in her arms, and the other was stuffed into her mouth. She bite carefully and issued a finely-cut salsa sound.

Dumbledore's mouth twitched a few times, taking the initiative to look away and clear his throat.

"Then I would like to tell you very regretfully that because the" Hogwarts Regulations for the Special Period of Adjustment "has not been fully implemented, the original course schedule will be delayed by one week. In other words, classes will be suspended this week."

With Dumbledore's words, the students who had a little peace of mind talked excitedly in a low voice. Whether in the non-magic world or the magic world, not attending classes is always the most exciting news for students.

"Great! Oh no, I mean it's too bad!"

"Quidge, the suspension should not affect Quidditch."

"Oh no, I still have a lot of questions ..."

Located across from the Hufflepuff long table, a gleeful cheer broke out directly on the table at Gryffindor College, causing Elena to look over her head in curiosity.

Unsurprisingly, with the exception of a frustrated brown-haired little loli, most of the little Gryffindor wizards were filled with heartfelt pleasure.

Especially the brothers Fred and George didn't jump up from the chairs to celebrate, even if Percy had a light smile on his face.

For the active little lions, this is almost like the winter vacation coming early. Similarly, the students of the other three colleges also showed a look of surprise and happily discussed with each other.

"Since there is no class, let's go back to the dormitory and play the wizarding chess."

"Actually ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ I want to go back to the soft bed and sleep for a while."

"I said earlier, my dad will fix everything."

...

The carefree little lovers, as if they had seen her once, and she was celebrating like this innocently.

Elena hugged the toast in her hands and gnawed again. The corner of her mouth also hung with a pleasant arc-if you can, I really want to take a magic photo and save this carefree smile forever. .

? ————

————

Hell Double Change Beast Degenerate ~

Mengmeng Dayi more round face fat chicken, goo ~

?

?