Chapter 52 The World Is Gradually Changing (Thanks to the Third Leader of Hades1001~)

"This is it, Neville, hurry up."

Hermione Granger trotted along the swaying train aisle, holding the edge of her robe in one hand. Behind her followed a cute, round-faced, fat little boy with red and swollen eyes, as if he had just cried.

Little Hermione's face was full of anxiety, her lovely white front teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and her mind kept thinking of the silver-haired figure who blocked her before, as well as the pushing and commotion she heard when leaving the room, and that slap A crisp sound like a slap in the face.

Hopefully it's not too late, at least the light blond boy in the lead doesn't seem to be the kind of unreasonable person. In this short period of time, there shouldn't really be a fight, right?

Wow——

"We are back, please don't fight..."

The brown-haired little loli opened the closed compartment door with force and said breathlessly. While nervously looking into the box, her little face couldn't help but froze, "...Huh?"

Unlike the tense situation she had imagined before, there was an extraordinarily quiet and friendly atmosphere in the box.

On the ground, Ron and two other chubby little guys—if she remembered correctly, they should be named Goyle and Crabbe—were each holding a book and reading quietly.

In the window seat on the left, Harry and the boy with light blond hair who called himself Malfoy gathered together and discussed the contents of the textbook in a low voice.

Opposite the two of them, Elena was leaning against the window with her chin in one hand. The sunlight shone through the car window and fell on the girl's long silver hair. There was also a spell book spread out on her knees. Obviously reading a book too.

How is this going?

A look of confusion appeared on little Hermione's face, and she retreated subconsciously. She raised her head and glanced at the box number again - she was indeed in the right place.

"I'm sorry," a fat boy with a round face and red eyes appeared behind Hermione and said timidly, "I am Neville, Neville Longbottom. Granger said, have you found my toad?"

As the compartment door was opened, everyone in the room raised their heads at the same time and looked at the door with varying expressions. The most enthusiastic among them were Goyle and Crabbe.

"That's right, I've been waiting for you for a long time, come and take a look."

"It doesn't matter if it's not, let's go find it together."

After hearing Neville's words, Goyle and Crabbe dropped their books almost immediately, with expressions of relief on their faces. They stood up and answered, their voices full of enthusiasm.

"What happened, I mean you here..."

Hermione pointed at Goyle's still red and swollen forehead and asked suspiciously.

"Hehe, that was..."

Gore touched his forehead and smiled sheepishly. He was about to answer frankly when he suddenly felt someone pat the back of his neck. "Um?!"

Hermione clearly saw the sturdy little chubby face stiffen, his body trembling unnaturally, and he immediately closed his mouth.

"It was just an accidental fall. Right?"

Elena snorted lightly, continued to pat Goyle's shoulder, smiled and looked at Hermione and explained softly, "Then, as you can see, after we discussed it, we decided to preview the course while waiting for you to come. .”

Before Miss Hundred Thousand Whys could continue to ask questions, Elena turned around and waved to the back.

"Hey Malfoy, I thought you still had that toad, right?"

"Yeah, yeah. Yes, yes!"

Draco Malfoy nodded quickly and quickly put the toad on his knee and walked over.

"Neville, is this your toad?" Elena asked, tilting her head.

"Lif! Thank God!" Neville stretched out his arms and took his pet toad with joy.

"Thank you, really, thank you so much. I almost despair."

Neville held the toad, looked at Draco Malfoy, kept bowing, and expressed his gratitude incoherently.

Although he could only say "thank you" stupidly over and over again, which made him look a bit clumsy, everyone present could feel the joy and gratitude that Neville was trying to express, especially the person standing in front of him. Classmate Malfoy.

What should I do at this time...Draco Malfoy has never experienced such a scene, his father has never taught this knowledge, and he doesn't know how to face it. The boy subconsciously turned around and glanced at Elena, only to find that Elena was holding Hermione and whispering, completely ignoring what he meant.

"Actually, it was mainly thanks to Goyle and Crabbe that they found it."

A faint blush appeared on Draco Malfoy's pale cheeks. He took the initiative to look away and said somewhat uncomfortably, "I didn't want to look for it at first. I just came here reluctantly after hearing that there was secret information. Thank you Eileen." Just take care of Sister Na."

"No, no, Draco is actually the most enthusiastic."

"That's right, he specifically asked us not to hurt the toad when we caught it."

Compared to Malfoy, Goyle and Crabbe were thinner-skinned. Before Neville could turn around, they waved their hands and spoke quickly.

Elena, who was standing nearby, looked at the arrogant Malfoy trio with a smile - in fact, they were all children who were not bad at heart.

In her opinion, even if there is no such thing as looking for a toad, according to the description of the first-year train in the original book, it can be imagined that the little Malfoy who passed through so many carriages and took the initiative to extend his hand, if his tone was not so arrogant, actually still had a lot of potential. Great chance to become friends with Potter.

Snap, snap, snap.

"Okay, stop being so modest. We will all be classmates from now on, so there is no need to be so outspoken."

Elena clapped her hands gently, interrupted the conversation between Neville and Malfoy, and happily suggested, "Since we are so destined, why don't we all just stop going back to our respective carriages and just chat here together?" ."

After a pause, Elena looked at the few snacks left in the box and frowned in distress, "But, in this case, it looks like we have to buy more snacks."

Although Harry bought a lot of snacks before, it was only enough for three people. Now that there were eight people crammed into the box, it was obviously too little.

"No problem, just leave it to me. Goyle, you accompany me to buy food. Crabbe, please bring the food to our box."

After hearing Elena's words, Malfoy volunteered to stand up.

"Don't worry, sister Elena, no matter what you want to eat, I can buy it for you."

Draco Malfoy, who had experienced the meaning of helping others for the first time, was particularly positive at this time. He patted his chest and said proudly, such a small problem that only needs money to solve is not a big deal in front of the Malfoy family. .

Seeing Malfoy showing off in front of Elena, Ron coughed lightly to avoid laughing.

"What, Weasley, do you have any objection?" Draco Malfoy turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

These two definitely have incompatible attributes, right? They are in the same camp, how can they still fight each other?

Elena rolled her eyes helplessly. Or should we say that the rich and poor in the magic world are bound to fight even if they are in the same camp? But this is good, otherwise too much harmony will not be conducive to success. .

"No, I just want to say that there is at least one magical drink you can't buy."

Ron shrugged, pointed to the bottle of Coca-Cola placed in the corner of the table and said proudly, "You haven't seen it before, I guess you haven't even heard of the ubiquitous hydroxide acid and the terrible CO2, right?"

"Hydroxy acid? A magical drink?" Hermione looked curiously in the direction of Ron's finger and shrugged with confusion on her face, "But that's just the most ordinary Coke?"

"Ahem, cough, cough, um, Ron..."

Now it was Elena's turn to cough violently.

She was confident that she could fool around in front of Ron and Harry, but if Hermione, the top student, was added to the mix, she would not be able to continue happily. The silver-haired little loli was about to end this with an embarrassed look on her face. topic.

"Regular Coke?"

Ron sneered, shook his finger at Hermione, and said slowly, "That's just a Muggle way of drinking. No mature wizard would waste this magical drink like a Muggle. Yes. Right, Harry?"

There had never been a place for him to show off his abilities before, but now that an opportunity finally appeared, Ron would naturally not let it go.

"Yes, I just learned that the correct way to drink in the magic world is to shake it before drinking. Sister Elena said that a qualified wizard should learn how to use his own magic power to suppress the riot caused by cola."

Harry Potter nodded quickly and agreed with a serious expression.

Ever since he saw Elena's terrifying power, little Harry had been worried that the silver-haired girl would deal with him for rashly entering the box, so his desire to survive was even stronger than Ron's.

Shake before drinking? Coke riot? What Elena said?

Hermione Granger blinked with a strange expression, glanced at Elena, whose face was clouded, and made a series of small "giggles" sounds, obviously trying to hold back laughter.

What do these two people mean? !

Elena gave Harry and Ron a hard look, with a faint murderous look on her face.

Huh? ! Why does Sister Elena seem to be angry...

Compared to Harry, Ron, who has a mother and a younger sister, is extra sensitive to girls' emotions. He immediately noticed something was wrong with the silver-haired little loli's face.

Looking at Hermione who was suppressing a smile, Ron felt that he had found the reason - every time Ginny and her mother quarreled, it was like this, and at this time, all she had to do was stand on the side that was bound to win... …

The red-haired boy picked up the Coke on the table, shook it vigorously, and took the initiative to bring it to Elena. He glanced at Hermione with a slightly provocative look and said with a flattering expression.

"Sister Elena, let me shake it for you and let her see how the wizard drinks."

"..."

With an expression as if she was constipated, Elena blankly took the Coke handed over from Ron and glanced around.

Harry was whispering something to Malfoy. From the admiring looks in their eyes, Elena could guess with her toes that they were definitely talking about little knowledge about hydrogen acid. Ron, the culprit, as well as Goyle and Crabbe, had no doubts at all and all looked at her expectantly.

"Kukuku...hahahahaha... hurry up, hurry up, Elena, I want to see how the wizard drinks..."

At this time, Hermione's shoulders shook and she finally couldn't hold back her laughter.

Something seems wrong with the plot?

The silver-haired little loli took a deep breath and glanced at the Coke bottle in her hand, which was full of white bubbles. She had dug a hole for herself. She had to jump down with tears in her eyes, otherwise the majesty of the elder sister would be completely gone. She glared hatefully. She glanced at Ron and Harry who didn't understand why - she remembered this grudge.

Of course, we can't let go of the little girl next to her who is laughing so hard that she can't stand up straight.

Elena turned her head, took Hermione's arm when she wasn't paying attention, and said sweetly.

"Granger-san, let's suppress it together, shall we?"

With that said, Elena unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle as if she was dead, and white foam rose into the sky.

"Yeah... don't!"

Hermione screamed and tried to get away, the box filled with a happy atmosphere.

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Meanwhile, Hogwarts.

"Oh my God, Dumbledore, this is crazy."

Minerva McGonagall let out a feeble moan.

In front of her was a huge golden mountain that she had never seen before. Just now, Dumbledore told her a huge plan that could make the entire magical and non-magical world tremble.

"But it's all worth it, isn't it?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly, carefully folded the manuscript paper filled with various patterns and numbers in his hand, and put it away.

"Okay, you convinced me. Now what can I do?"

Mag closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice.

Dumbledore shook his head and said gently, "No need to do anything, just welcome the beginning of the new semester normally. Time will slowly lead to the results we want."

After a pause, the old man thought about it, blinked, and suddenly added, "Oh, by the way. I almost forgot, I have an interesting and willful little request, about the sorting of the student roster..."

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Keeping my promise, I finally finished writing this chapter. Sorry for the long wait. Typing is too slow.

The plot on the train is over. It’s 3800 words long again. I hope it looks good. I don’t know if my writing is good or bad anymore. I have anxiety disorder plus Carvin anxiety disorder~~~

Next comes the big plot. My head hurts~~~I feel like I’m about to turn into a useless person~

Go to sleep, good night, Huihui~~

I feel like I'm about to turn into a loser~so sleepy~