Chapter 286 What Kind of Storms and Waves Have I Never Experienced?

"Professor Dumbledore, we... are not..."

Seeing the sudden appearance of Albus Dumbledore, Hannah, who was already at a loss for words, lost all color on her face and turned pale. She waved her hands and defended in a panic, with a hint of emotion in her voice. A hint of crying became more and more obvious.

You know, she is just a first-year girl who has just entered Hogwarts. This situation of being directly caught by the principal and the new castle administrator when she "violates school rules" is really troublesome for Hannah. It was so scary - the girl's little mind was already imagining the scene of her pushing her suitcase back to the Leaky Cauldron amidst her uncle's scoldings.

However, compared to Hannah Abbott who was about to cry out of fear, the one on the side who caused all this chaos undoubtedly had a much better mentality. At this time, she was still observing the two old people with great interest. The same style of "couple pajamas", with a hint of excitement and meaningful gossip in his eyes.

After all, the scene in front of me is too childish compared to mortgaging Hogwarts and making a big fuss in Salzburg.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald had already experienced so many storms and waves, but Elena did not believe that the psychological quality of these two old people would collapse so easily in front of such a small scene - at most, it would only be a little twitching.

"Miss Aibo, it's good that you are not injured."

Dumbledore's gentle voice came to Hannah's ears, like a ray of afternoon sunshine, quickly easing the tension and panic in the little girl's heart.

"Don't worry, you won't be punished in any way. Don't worry, I actually have a rough understanding of what's going on. Now, Mr. Otto and I can handle the rest."

The old man stood in the middle of the corridor, looking around at the walls that looked like they had been ravaged by dozens of giant monsters. He twitched the corners of his eyes without leaving any trace, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the suffocating feeling in his chest.

Hogwarts Castle is a magical fortress that was originally used to defend against external threats.

In other words, most of the facilities in the castle, even the walls and floors, have a certain degree of magic, or resistance to magic, and will undergo routine repairs and magic reinforcements every week - if this is not the case , the ancient castle that has experienced thousands of years of destruction by students has now become a crumbling and dilapidated building.

However, Elena's magical power has obviously exceeded the spellcasting range of normal little wizards. Dumbledore is very puzzled. It is just an explosion spell that most wizards can use. In the hands of a witch, it becomes as terrifying as advanced black magic.

You know, let alone a mixed-blood Veela, even if Merlin is reincarnated, he may not be able to blow the walls of a historic castle into pieces like this at the same age - in fact, most young wizards' magic When the curse hits the stone wall of Hogwarts, at most there will be a white mark or some stone chips scraped off.

"Hey, Professor Dumbledore, Mr. Otto, good evening."

Elena waved her hand rather cutely, as if she happened to bump into her next door neighbor while taking a walk at night.

At the same time, with the appearance of Dumbledore and Grindelwald, the three white "Command Spells" shining on the back of Elena's left hand quickly dimmed.

The most essential function of the Unbreakable Oath is to restrain wizards, not as a pager for instant communication. It has been forcibly stimulating the oath. It is actually a very difficult burden for Elena, whether it is magic feedback or physical body. All will produce a certain degree of pain and fatigue - all pretense comes at a price, but some people can hide all the subsequent pain with a smile.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no other more reliable way to call for support, she wouldn't always use this behavior of stepping on the edge of breaking her oath and repeatedly jumping to ask for help. After all, she is neither a Valkyrie who can do air splits nor can she pluck hair. The blackened ancient heroic spirit, Elena is just a weak, pitiful, and helpless little witch. She is exactly the same as everyone except that she can eat a little.

However, as a troublemaker, Peeves' reaction was beyond Elena's expectations.

With the sudden appearance of the two old men, or to be more precise, Dumbledore, Peeves floating in the air seemed to have been petrified, and stopped blankly in mid-air, with the three or four pieces of chalk remaining around him still It is flying up and down according to the inertia.

From Peeves' knowledge, such teleportation rarely occurs in Hogwarts. His most common opponents are usually castle administrators wandering around the castle, rather than principals and official officials with powerful magic. professor.

To be precise, because Peeves is a chaotic elf born from the subconscious resistance spirit of students, when facing professors and principals, there will always be unconscious fear - as if it is a kind of fear that is imprinted on the soul. The properties of depth are the same.

Click.

Snapped.

There was a clear cracking sound on the ceiling at the top of the corridor, and a small piece of gravel fell down as the crack cracked, accurately hitting Peeves' head, and then bounced into the pile of gravel below.

Dumbledore quickly glanced at the messy corridor, turned around, and looked solemnly at the white-haired man holding a wand, trying to sound calm and calm.

"Elena Kaslana, can you explain..."

Dumbledore pointed to the surrounding piles of rubble and the cracked corridors on both sides and ceiling. His white beard was trembling slightly, and he pressed his chest hard with one hand. "What happened to make you do this?" Such an extreme confrontation with the curse."

"Professor Dumbledore, please listen to me explain, this is just a small game."

Elena blinked cutely, spread her hands with an innocent face, and explained lightly.

"As for the content of the game, I actually used a magic spell to hit Mr. Peeves and direct the chalk floating in the air. It's just that I made some coordination errors during the game and accidentally hit the surrounding walls."

"Oh my God--"

Peeves folded his arms in the air and sighed, "Game? This is not my game rule. My God, my God... Professor Dumbledore, if you show up a few seconds later, maybe the entire Hogwart will be destroyed." The tz was torn down by her.”

Um? !

Elena raised her eyebrows, Peeves, is he actually trying to blame others and accuse him? ! What a sore loser.

"Yes, isn't it because some guys are really bad and miss too many magic beams?"

Elena raised her head, looked at Peeves with disdain, and mocked in a particularly contemptuous tone.

"With your accuracy and game skills, you actually have the nerve to say that you are a troublemaker at Hogwarts. You might as well call yourself a goodie. The most important thing is that you have to complain if you lose. You are really not ashamed." "

"What did you say?! Little devil!"

As if something painful had been stimulated, Peeves quickly turned over in the air and glared at Elena angrily. Chalk and gravel scattered on the ground floated up, surrounding him, with his arms wrapped around him, as if It's like holding a huge bomb.

"Come on, come on again, who is afraid of whom? We haven't decided the winner just yet."

"Hmph, isn't it clear that winning or losing is already clear?"

Elena raised her eyebrows and raised her wand not to be outdone. The tip of the wand flashed with a dangerous red light, "If you do it again, the result will still be the same."

"enough!"

Dumbledore raised his voice and yelled loudly, while rubbing his temples vigorously. He felt that the blood inside was beating against his forehead, like a passionate marching drum.

"Okay, Professor Dumbledore."

"As you command, Mr. Principal."

Hearing Dumbledore's scolding, one person and one ghost looked at each other in tacit understanding. The indignant expressions on their faces quickly disappeared, and they quickly stopped their movements in unison, exchanged a look, and stopped obediently. He stood still and replied in a slightly flattering tone.

"Actually, this is just a misunderstanding." Elena blinked and said softly, "Look, it didn't cause any casualties, nor did it cause any bad impact on the campus. It was just a slight scratch. It’s just the castle walls – I think that for you and Mr. Otto, all it takes is a wave of the wand to restore everything to the way it was before.”

"Yes, Professor." Peeves nodded in agreement and suddenly turned somersaults in mid-air, "It's no big deal. You see, except for these two little devils, there are no more students. And the professor saw it all.”

"you……"

Dumbledore frowned and glanced at Elena and Peeves, who were singing in harmony, and suddenly a more ominous premonition and danger arose in his heart - these two demon kings, whether they were fighting against each other or joining forces, would have a great impact on the future of Hogg. Watts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry seems to be a very scary scene - and the most important thing is that these two guys are almost impossible to expel.

"Ahem, the point of the issue now is not to discuss the children's faults, Albus."

At this moment, Grindelwald, who was standing aside, cleared his throat, looked at Hannah and Elena with a kind face, reached out his hand and rubbed the two girls' heads lovingly, comforting them a little. , and then said seriously.

"I think Miss Kaslana is right. Perhaps we should restore everything to its original state first - before other professors and students rush over, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble and misunderstandings."

As he spoke, Grindelwald looked at the messy castle corridors, as well as the holes and cracks all over the walls and ceilings of Hogwarts Castle, with a touch of pride and satisfaction in his eyes - Elena's magic His talent has improved, and the effect of the spell this time seems to be stronger than it was at Nurmengard Castle.

"Otto, you..." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, seeming a little unhappy.

"As a child, it's normal to be a little lively. Weren't you also full of energy when you were young? We can teach you these things later. We have never experienced any big storms, so don't worry about this little problem too much. …”

Grindelwald walked up to Dumbledore, patted the old man's shoulder quite casually, then looked at Elena, Hannah and Peeves, raised his chin slightly, and suddenly exuded a powerful aura. , arranged in a tone that left no room for criticism.

"You three, go to the classroom next to you and stay as quiet as possible. After we deal with these things, we will solve your problems... Is it okay, Albus?" At the end of the sentence, Grindelwald seemed to Thinking of something, he turned his face and asked politely in a relaxed tone.

After all, the current principal of this school is Dumbledore. As a castle administrator and infirmary staff, he is still not suitable to issue too many instructions on his behalf - just now he just subconsciously returned to the way he was decades ago. It's just a state. When making decisions, Dumbledore always has to be more indecisive.

"well……"

Dumbledore smiled bitterly and shook his head. He watched the two figures and the ghost disappear into the classroom on the right. He sighed tiredly and ignored Grindelwald beside him. He drew out his wand and drew an elegant stroke in the air. Curve, like a concert conductor.

"Recover as before."

Time in the entire corridor seemed to have started to go backwards. The rubble scattered on the ground was pulled back into the wall by invisible magic power. The cracks healed quickly, and the magic torch that had been knocked out was re-opened. It's lighting up...

Dumbledore found that he had been doing a lot of this kind of castle repair work recently. If it could be expressed in terms of proficiency, even if he was not the most powerful being, he would at least be a master at the top level in the industry.

"Let me help too."

Glancing at the silent Dumbledore, Grindelwald smiled and touched his nose, took out the wand from the wizard's robe, and joined in the process of repairing the castle - after all, this matter was ultimately his teaching. The consequences of the curse, and the culprit is still his nominal "little granddaughter" and successor.

Suddenly, a small silver-white head popped out from the doorway.

"Well, Professor Dumbledore, Mr. Otto, interrupt for a moment. I have a small suggestion..."

Elena winked with a playful expression, glanced meaningfully at the same blue star-patterned pajamas worn by the two of them, showed a naughty expression, stuck out her tongue and said softly.

"I suggest that you two change the style of your clothes before the professors arrive. It won't be bad if it causes any misunderstandings - you still need to pay attention to the impact in the school."

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