Chapter 751 Moving Forward Little by Little... (Double Update!)

At night, on the bridge of the Hyperion.

"It's very simple, let yourself be the light in the darkness..."

Elena smiled slightly, looked at the fire in the eyes of the girl next to her with a similar figure, and said softly.

"Hogwarts will start school in two days. If nothing else happens, I will become the most unwelcome outsider in one of the houses. However, this is not a headache - if you It is a source of light in the darkness, and people will naturally gather in your direction...and all you need to do is just keep moving forward..."

"Well, Miss Ivanovich."

Elena flipped her wrist casually and threw away a silver metal badge.

"You now have a choice. Take this badge, join the Special Containment Procedures Foundation, become one of the sparks gathered around me, and follow my footsteps to change the world - or -"

Elena stood up, her small body casting a huge shadow on the wall under the light screen.

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"Shadow's...shadow?"

Irina came back to her senses and took a deep look at the pale blond-haired sophomore next to her.

During yesterday's shadow prefect challenge, she noticed that Miss Leafa had looked at this boy several times, as if she had been expecting him to participate in the selection. However, until the end of the entire "opening ceremony", he had not made any move. action.

In comparison, the two burly boys behind Draco were even more eye-catching.

"The Moonlight Seven, that's a pretty good title... I understand."

Irina Ivanovich nodded, looked at the bright red dipping dish in front of her, and replied softly.

"I heard... Last year at this time, there was a freshman team in Hogwarts that swept through all the colleges, and you were one of them. I hope to know how to inherit this tradition before the first flying lesson. Way..."

"As you wish, it's nothing complicated - I'll have a list for you by Wednesday."

Draco Malfoy raised the corners of his mouth, stood up, and tapped his fingers on the plate next to the girl.

"Before that, dear Miss Ivanovich, I hope you will enjoy the delicious food of Slytherin House. If you want to be 'her' shadow, just being a shadow prefect is far from enough. I approve..."

"Thank you for your advice, Mr. Malfoy."

Irina took a deep breath, and under the unkind eyes of all the senior Slytherin students, she stretched out her silver spoon and scooped up a handful of bright red chili sauce and put it on the tip of her tongue, gently and without changing her expression. Chewing it is like tasting dessert.

As a wizard, it is almost impossible to lose control in a place like this if you are prepared.

Unlike Harry, Ron, and even young wizards like Draco, Irina, who was born in the Ivanovich family, accepted the old Ivanovich's teachings almost from the first time she showed her magic talent. Teaching - You must know that Kodos Doriz Magic School is the initiator of the "Golden Crucible" competition. It is too simple to taste potions and magic materials.

After a few seconds, Irina put down the spoon, picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth gracefully.

"It tastes pretty good, at least it's a normal thing. It's much better than the secretion of Mangosteen. In return, I'll give you a little advice, or suggestion - if you don't want to be expelled , then next time you see me in public, I hope you can remember to call me prefect...D-class investigator, Mr. Malfoy."

"In Slytherin House, forgetting each other's status and authority is a very eye-catching thing."

After Irina finished speaking, she finished her breakfast in three mouthfuls, stood up and said goodbye to the senior students around her.

Immediately afterwards, the girl led a group of Slytherin freshmen past the Gryffindor table, and generously extended her hand to a red-haired girl who had almost finished breakfast and was looking at her warily. , said with a smile.

"It's almost time, Ginny, let's go to the field outside the castle for training together..."

"Well -" Ginny Weasley looked at Irina warily and did not respond.

Beside her, several other Weasley boys also stopped talking almost instantly, frowned, and looked at the little guy wearing a silver-green Slytherin robe with strange expressions, expressionless. They exchanged glances.

In fact, with Irina's voice, almost the entire Gryffindor and Slytherin houses fell silent.

"I remember you, you were-"

Percy Weasley frowned, trying to remember the sorting yesterday, and said slowly.

"Irina, Irina Ivanovich, Prefect Weasley."

Irina took over Percy Weasley's words very naturally and answered with a smile.

"Thanks to Mr. Weasley's help, I was able to arrive at Hogwarts smoothly. My father and I have always wanted to express our gratitude to your father in person, but we don't have your family's contact address, so we can only ask you to do it for me here. Conveyed.”

"Dad? Are you friends of Dad?" Ginny Weasley asked curiously.

"No, I just took a flying... vehicle modified by Mr. Weasley."

Irina Ivanovich shook her head and spoke softly and naturally according to what Elena had reminded her.

"Transportation?" Percy Weasley was stunned, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Flying - ah, I know! Isn't it cool!"

At this moment, Fred Weasley stood up excitedly and said with envy.

"Dad has always been reluctant to let George and I touch it, but we both know that that thing is definitely very cool and very powerful. Unfortunately, the entire summer vacation has passed, and we still haven't found the opportunity..."

"Okay, if you don't want to be chopped into pieces by your mother, it's best not to think about it."

George Weasley glanced at his brother, then turned to look at Irina, his eyes becoming friendly.

"Speaking of which, have you really flown? From where to where? What does it feel like?"

"This... you know where I come from... As for more, I promised not to say anything..."

Irina looked at the red-haired boys who surrounded her for a moment, and spread her hands helplessly.

"This situation is a bit complicated. You know, the Ministry of Magic... I advise you to write a letter and ask Mr. Weasley directly. After all, I don't know what can and cannot be said... I don't want to cause trouble for Mr. Weasley. …”

"I understand, I understand—"

"Wow - that's so cool -"

The Weasley twins exchanged a glance, showing a hint of understanding.

As expected of their father, they had no doubts about what Irina said - even their mother didn't know the secret of the old Ford car parked in the backyard of their home, which in itself was an insurance policy. .

"That's it..."

Charlie Weasley glanced at his brothers and showed a gentle smile.

Unlike these little guys who were still in school, after graduating from Hogwarts, Charlie Weasley came into contact with all kinds of wizards, and due to his research on fire dragons, he dealt with a large number of pure-blood wizards. .

Because of this, he knew very well that most of the wizards in Slytherin House were normal wizards like them.

"Ginny, don't be shy...haven't you always wanted to make friends at Hogwarts?"

Charlie Weasley patted his little sister on the head and took the initiative to put Ginny's hand in Irina's.

"We are Gryffindor students. This kind of hesitation is not okay - let's go, you go to the venue first, I will come over in a moment. I remember that our group of older students returning to school, the first I’m also with you for a week.”

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At the end of the auditorium, on the long table at the faculty bench.

"I think there is nothing worth arguing about for the time being regarding the four colleges taking classes together -"

Dumbledore turned his head and glanced at Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall beside him.

"It turns out that Miss Kaslana is not an exception."

The old wizard gently pushed up his glasses frame, took a long breath, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The children are doing much better than us. Times have indeed changed. As school educators, I think we can also start to try to abandon some stereotypes and return Hogwarts to the intimacy and beauty it had when the school was founded. That’s the original intention.”

"You are right..." Professor McGonagall nodded and said with some emotion.

"Of course, that's our Shadow Prefect..." A smile appeared on Snape's lips, and then in Dumbledore's calm eyes, he changed the subject and continued very naturally, "Gryffindor too Yes, Hufflepuff too..."

"Hmph." Professor McGonagall snorted softly, not choosing to make trouble at this time.

At the same time, the freshmen team not far away started moving again.

The golden-red robes and silver-green robes gathered together and walked towards the nearby Hufflepuff table.

Further away, there were some little wizards in sky blue robes who were turning their heads, looking at the flow of people curiously and expectantly. Some of the little ones who had finished breakfast stood up uneasily, not knowing whether they should Leave or stay.

At the end of this journey, a little witch with silver-white hair was quietly cutting the food on the plate.

It seemed that everything had nothing to do with her.

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Chapter two! Oh my god! ! !