Chapter 11 You Can Make More Money, But...

The abandoned classroom was quiet, and the setting sun just passed through the clouds and reflected outside the window. The orange afterglow suddenly filled most of the classroom, shrouding the silver-haired girl and the grand piano together.

Elena sat on the leather sofa stool, lowered her eyes, and concentrated on scooping out the lemon ice cream in the cup, as if the whole world was in the palm of her hand.

Dumbledore looked at the silver-haired little girl who suddenly became as obedient as a cat, and shook his head with a wry smile. Unexpectedly, the reminder brought back by Professor McGonagall worked in the end.

The old wizard raised the wand in his right hand and flicked it deftly, moved the wooden desk and stool at the back of the classroom in front of him, used magic to remove the dust, stood up and sat down.

"Hello, Elena, let me introduce myself again. I am Professor Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Elena nodded slightly, indicating that she was listening to Dumbledore's words, and complained silently in her heart. Fortunately, she did not read according to the chocolate frog's character card, otherwise she would really have to reconsider the average IQ in the wizarding world. (Click here for details)

Dumbledore cleared his throat, looked at Elena sincerely and continued.

"I think there is no need to explain more about the wizarding world and Hogwarts. The main purpose of inviting Miss Elena to visit our school this time is to extend an invitation to you for admission again."

"oh……"

The metal spoon in Elena's hand poked on the porcelain plate, making a crisp sound. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she whispered resentfully.

"It turns out that the language habits of the magical world are different from those of the non-magical world. We usually call this behavior drugged kidnapping."

What bothered her the most was not being knocked unconscious to Hogwarts, but the food used to tempt her was the fish she had caught and cooked so hard!

Dumbledore's warm smile couldn't help but stiffen, he coughed slightly, pretended not to hear the girl's condemnation, and continued with his normal expression.

"Ahem, we all know that you are not an ordinary person. As time goes by, you must have become aware of the unexpected situations that occasionally occur in your normal life."

Magical riots do not only occur once. Most young wizards lack systematic guidance and are unable to effectively control and use the magic accumulated in their bodies. They can only vent their magic through emotional media and unconsciously dump the magic out.

However, compared to most children, in Dumbledore's view, Elena has clearly realized her differences and has cleverly integrated into life - you know, wizards' Messengers are not easily hunted by Muggles.

"You have extraordinary magical talents, and Hogwarts can maximize your abilities and teach you how to use and control magic. You have no idea about the power hidden in your body..."

"I know." Elena put down the cup and saucer in her hand and suddenly interrupted. "But, I also have the right to choose to be an ordinary person, right? Frankly speaking, Professor Dumbledore, do you really think Muggles live a happy life?"

"Although it's not that convenient, you might be happier because you know less, right? So you are willing to enter Huo..."

Dumbledore frowned in confusion, not understanding why the girl suddenly asked such a question. After thinking about it, he answered with some uncertainty.

"No, you're wrong."

Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, the silver-haired little loli sat up straight, crossed her legs and raised her toes, playfully wagging her index finger, and said meaningfully, "The happiness of Muggles is beyond your imagination."

Judging from every detail of the original work, the luxury goods and entertainment methods in the magical world are simply scarce to an incredible extent. Whether it is the design, taste, or quality of clothing and accessories, they all reveal an outdated and backward medieval Europe. household style.

As for transportation, both of them are two of the best in the world. Whether it is the Nimbus series or the Firebolt that has not yet been released, in front of top sports car brands such as Bugatti Veyron and Silber, they are indeed comparable to wooden brooms. There is no fundamental difference in value.

As for food, 1 kilogram of truffles, known as the "King of Delicious Foods in the World," is worth 4,000 euros; a small jar of Iranian Almas caviar costs $25,000; and Japan's Densuk black-skinned watermelon is the most delicious in the world. Black-skinned watermelons can be sold for an average of 6,000 US dollars each... In Elena's view, if people in the magical world want to enjoy these, there is no other feasible way except to plunder them.

"...In short, no matter how you think about it, being an ordinary person is much happier than being a wizard. So, why do I have to become a wizard and then accept the jurisdiction of your magical world?"

It is true that Elena in her previous life had not personally enjoyed these pleasures belonging to the wealthy, but this did not prevent her from using this knowledge to show off the luxury enjoyment of the non-magical world in front of Dumbledore, even if some details and details were hidden. Information that should not appear is still enough to make the entire magical world feel incompatible with poverty and lack.

"Well, Professor Dumbledore, do you have anything to drink?"

Elena licked her dry lips, glanced at Dumbledore, and shamelessly added one last sentence. She said a long paragraph in one breath, which made her throat hurt.

"Of course. Put it this way, the non-magical world is indeed particularly attractive."

After Dumbledore quietly listened to Elena's introduction (chui) (bi) with interest, he nodded gently, waved his wand, and a glass of ice-cold pumpkin juice appeared in the hands of the silver-haired little loli.

He has gradually begun to master the way of communicating with this strange little girl in front of him - as long as he keeps giving her delicious food, he will always remain a good person in her eyes.

"However, Miss Elena, you may not understand what I mean. You are not an ordinary [person]."

Dumbledore shrugged, deliberately used the word "human", and said slowly, "The magic riot of underage wizards will cause levitation, disappearance of objects, teleportation, and flight... but it will not affect the minds of others. ."

The silver-haired little loli who was happily sipping pumpkin juice suddenly stopped. After so many years of language tutoring by Benitez, she was no longer the English idiot she was at the beginning of time travel. Dumbledore deliberately emphasized the replaced words. , she was able to react immediately.

"So, what do you mean, am I a Mutant (the mutant in "X-Men")?" Elena joked with a dry smile. She felt that things were starting to get beyond her expected control.

"Mutants? No..."

Dumbledore repeated Elena's pronunciation in confusion, obviously not understanding what the girl said. The old man raised his head, his half-moon lenses flashed slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"You are a half-Veela, Miss Elena Kaslana. Veela is a magical creature that has existed more anciently than ordinary wizards. As a half-Veela, you have From the moment you are born, you belong to the magical world."

Clang.

As Dumbledore's words fell, the metal goblet filled with iced pumpkin juice slipped from the silver-haired little loli's hand and hit the ground heavily. The iced pumpkin juice spilled all over the floor... But luckily, pumpkin The juice is not very tasty.

"Ve... Veela?! Me, a magical creature?"

Elena's eyes widened in disbelief. Although silver hair was rare, it was not completely absent. After traveling through so many years, she could only imagine that she might have the blood of the Kaslana family, but she had never interacted with a magical creature. Get in touch. After all, if you are a descendant of Veela, then the starting setting of living on the streets of London is too unmagical, right?

While her mind was in turmoil, the melody of "Hedwig Variations" seemed to echo in the girl's ears again. The images about the idea of ​​a financial empire that originally lingered in her mind gradually disappeared, and the various magical worlds and Hogwarts Castle Details flashed before her eyes like a movie...and silently guided her thinking in another direction.

The mode of survival can be changed and the quality of life can be improved, but only each other can see that the worldview is completely different. For a moment, the names and appearances of a large number of magical creatures suddenly appeared in Elena's mind: snails, horned beasts, mandrakes, basilisks, soft-clawed land shrimps, salamanders, thunderbirds, Horned water snake, phoenix...

As a reborn, money can be made again at any time, and there are countless opportunities to rise in the non-magical world in the coming decades. However, if you miss some magical animals - such as a certain baby basilisk that is still sleeping, Elena subconsciously licked her lips - no matter how much money you make in the non-magical world, it will be difficult to get another chance. Saw (chang) these beautiful magical creatures.

The most important thing about rebirth is not to repeat other people's successful paths, but to explore the unknown.

"Miss Elena? Miss Elena?!"

Dumbledore's anxious voice came to Elena's ears, and she felt as if someone was shaking her shoulders back and forth. Suddenly coming back to her senses, Dumbledore's concerned face appeared in front of her.

"Are you okay? It's really uncomfortable to suddenly learn about your life experience. I'm sorry, I didn't know this would be such a shock to you."

Seeing that the girl finally regained consciousness, Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief. The way his eyes suddenly flashed and started to giggle, and then foamed at the mouth (drooling) scared him.

——Perhaps, no matter how precocious this child is, knowing that he is an orphan abandoned by the magical world is still a little difficult to accept——

Glancing at Elena, whose face was full of shock and pain, Dumbledore secretly ordered.

"I see. Put it this way, I was born to attend Hogwarts."

Just when Dumbledore was hesitant to call Elena another lemon ice cream to help her stabilize her mood, the silver-haired little loli crossed her feet, with a faint magical light shining on her face, and hugged her. He crossed his arms and nodded, and said seriously.

"???"

Dumbledore raised his wand with his right hand and stopped it in mid-air. He was about to start his next speech, but he suddenly felt uncomfortable and looked at the little silver-haired girl in front of him who suddenly changed his mind. He didn't know that she What means.

Following Dumbledore's gaze, Elena looked at her legs that were subconsciously crossed on the sofa, and put them down embarrassedly. She closed her legs and folded her hands on her knees. She smiled a little shyly, sweetly. Said sweetly.

"Dear Principal Dumbledore, actually I think it is not impossible to study at Hogwarts. However, can you agree to a few small requests of mine..."

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