Chapter 108 Blocker

"Yes, Shanna is right."

After Darth Zannah took the initiative to break the silence, Cedric, who had a slight expression on his face, quickly organized his words.

The next Hufflepuff boy prefect frowned and looked at the little silver-haired witch in front of the fireplace and asked: "Why should we fight back, provoke and expand like those reckless lions, knowing that conflicts may arise? Disputes? Have you ever thought that your friends might be harmed for the sake of short-term vanity and satisfaction?"

After a pause, as if he felt that his previous tone was a bit too harsh, Cedric's expression softened a little and he spoke earnestly to persuade.

"Elena, you are still very young. Maybe there are many things that are important to you now, but in fact, if you think about it afterwards, it is not a big deal. You know, many conflicts will usually be calm as long as one party takes the initiative to give in. It’s over.”

Facing Cedric who was patiently explaining with an experienced expression, Elena couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and let out a noncommittal laugh.

"Yes Yes."

"When Slytherin mocked our blood, we gave in because we wanted to be kind; when Gryffindor mocked us as wimps, we endured because we had to be patient; when Ravenclaw despised us When we are stupid, we accept it silently, after all, we are such gentle children...

"Of course, Senior Diggory. If I guess correctly, what you said should also come from our long-term friendship and gentleness, right?"

After a pause, although the silver-haired little witch still had a smile on her face, there was no longer any smile in her tone, "After all...if we want to continue the [tradition], every Hufflepuff needs to learn and get used to giving in and being patient." That’s all.”

"That's not what I meant..." Cedric frowned. It was the first time he found it so difficult to communicate with new students.

"Yeah, yeah, I understand."

Seeing that the topic was about to turn into a meaningless argument, the girl shrugged and ended the discussion on her own initiative.

She had no interest in discussing when to give in and when to fight back with these soft black badgers.

"Let's go, Hannah, didn't you promise to show me the school?"

Squatting down, she carefully put away the oil paper used to wrap the fish. Elena turned back to look at Hannah Abbott, who had finished cleaning up and was holding a small reserve of food in her hand. She waved, turned and walked out of the public rest room. room.

…

On the first floor of Hogwarts, there is a three-way intersection covered with marble floors.

"Hannah, are you sure we're not going in the wrong direction?"

To be honest, even without moving stairs, Hogwarts' intricate underground corridors were still not friendly to her.

Elena looked behind her. She could no longer remember how she walked through the maze of underground stone corridors from the Hufflepuff common room to this place.

The two of them were accompanied by several other Hufflepuff first-year students who got up early, a total of two boys and one girl, namely Justin Finch-Fletchley, Ernie MacMillan, and Hannah's new friend. Friend Susan Bones.

"Don't worry, we've all walked this road several times." Hannah, who was walking at the front, replied without thinking.

"According to the upperclassmen, if you go further to the end, there will be an empty, wet stone wall. Behind the stone wall is the common room of Slytherin House."

It seemed that she was very happy to have the opportunity to encounter a field that Elena was not familiar with. Hannah was much more excited than usual. She turned sideways and pointed to the marble steps on the right and continued.

"And this side is the only way to the upper floor of Hogwarts Castle. Whether it is Hufflepuff House or Slytherin House, you have to pass here if you want to go to class. Therefore, some senior Hutchisons Patch nicknamed this path the "Deadwind Trail."

After shuddering slightly, Hannah calmed down her emotions, spun a small circle in place, and led everyone to the passage on the left leading to the auditorium with brisk steps, while speaking.

"But, luckily, most of those Slytherins like to sleep in. So we won't encounter Slaters at this time-"

Hannah's cheerful voice suddenly stopped after entering the [Deadwind Trail] and turned into a strange whooshing sound.

Following Hannah into the [Headwind Path], Elena and others quickly understood the reason.

In the middle of the road stood two tall senior students from Slytherin House. They were standing in front of Hannah with their arms crossed and playful expressions on their faces.

"Sure enough, Bol, you are right. Little losers like Hufflepuff will be eager to get up early and sneak to the Great Hall for breakfast." The senior Slytherin on the left with short brown hair crossed his arms with a sarcastic look on his face. The ground spoke.

"Ha~Drake, don't waste your time."

The boy named Bol yawned and interrupted with an impatient expression. He looked up and down at the little silver-haired witch standing behind Hannah.

"Hey, you are the first grader named Elena Kaslana, right? I heard that you and the first graders stole the turkey from the kitchen that belonged to our third graders yesterday?"

Although it was a question, the boy's tone was very determined.

After all, Elena's bright silver hair is so eye-catching, not to mention the deep impression she left on all the teachers and students in the school during the previous sorting ceremony. She will probably not forget it for several years.

Third grade? turkey? It looks like they are here to cause trouble.

Elena's pupils narrowed slightly, and she casually glanced behind the two of them, with a hint of understanding flashing in her eyes.

There, there stood a timid first-year Slytherin, and the girl vaguely remembered that his name seemed to be Blaise Shabini.

"We are not idlers! And we are not stealing either! That is a secret easter egg left by Professor Dumbledore, specifically to reward students who have extraordinary courage and can think outside the box."

After hearing Bol's words, Justin Fenrile retorted with excitement as if he had been bitten by a snake.

Susan, Ernie and others on the side also had the same unconvinced look on their faces.

Only Hannah, who had been to the principal's office, turned slightly pale. She subconsciously shrank back and turned her head to look at Elena uneasily.

"The school has properly handled this matter. If you are interested, you can ask Professor Dumbledore for details."

Elena replied calmly, her tone neither condescending nor condescending, and she selectively ignored the two Slytherins' trash talk.

"Now, could you please give way to the two seniors, we are going to the auditorium for breakfast."

"Stop trying to scare people with Dumbledore, we are not afraid of that old guy like you good babies."

Derek waved his hand roughly, crossed his arms and looked at the little wizards in front of him with an arrogant expression, and threatened them fiercely.

"I don't care if there are Easter eggs or not. Listen, freshman, you have to give us a satisfactory explanation."

As he said that, Derek reached out his hand and grabbed Elena who was standing behind Hannah.

Gu~so tired~

I'll try my best to keep updating. . . Zhang said it was so cool. Suddenly I really hate why my code is so slow. . The detailed outline has been written down. . .

In frustration. . .