Chapter 89 It’s None of Elena’s Business

A young wizard with extraordinary courage who thinks outside the box?

Maybe any other little wizard would feel proud after hearing Dumbledore's previous praise, but this obviously does not apply to Elena.

"You know, Benitez once told me that anything before a 'but' is bullshit."

After understanding that Dumbledore had other plans, Elena raised her head and glanced at the silver-bearded old wizard who paused deliberately to observe her expression. She sighed helplessly, "Professor Dumbledore, when will you start?" I’ve gotten into the bad habit of selling people off.”

She couldn't fight again and again, she was wrong when she tried to reason, and she had no comrades to help her. The trick of being cute and cute didn't work at all in front of Dumbledore. She had no other way out for the time being except to accept the arrangement obediently. .

"Okay...but."

Dumbledore pursed his lips, raised the corners of his lips, repeated the sentence clearly, and continued with a tone that could not be criticized.

"As a student at Hogwarts, I think it should be a matter of course for me to attend classes on time, complete assignments assigned by professors, and take exams, right?"

"Well, don't worry about that. I love learning, and learning makes me happy." Elena nodded without knowing why.

Compared with the [Purgatory Difficulty Dungeon - College Entrance Examination] that I experienced in my previous life, the intensity of learning in both the magical and non-magical worlds is simply not worth mentioning, not to mention the relationship between Elena and Dumbledore. There is a four-year agreement.

"Happy? That's good... By the way, I forgot. You probably haven't received the class schedule for this semester yet."

Dumbledore smiled slightly, took out his wand and tapped it deftly at a blank piece of parchment on the table.

In an instant, thin lines of ink spread like a spider web from the place where Dumbledore's wand touched, connecting and crisscrossing each other, quickly forming a detailed class schedule, with the words at the top - [Hufflepah Curriculum arrangement for odd first grade].

The class hours implemented in Hogwarts Magical Learning are not much different from the class hours in non-magical public middle schools in the UK.

Classes are held from Monday to Friday, with morning classes starting at 9 a.m. and ending at 11:30 a.m. There are usually two one-hour classes in the morning, with a half-hour break between the two classes.

Afternoon classes start at two o'clock and usually end before three-thirty. However, as a boarding school and due to special reasons for some courses, students in each college need to attend classes two nights a week.

In addition to the courses themselves, if there is any difference, it is that there is an additional capital letter in the lower right corner of each course to indicate the other house that will be taking classes with them - Hogwart Most of the courses in Cizhong are taught jointly by the two colleges.

Elena picked up the parchment and looked at it carefully, raised her eyebrows, and overall she was quite satisfied.

If one were to use an idiom to describe Hufflepuff's first-year curriculum, then it would be "hard work but joy" is undoubtedly the most appropriate.

Although classes are packed from Monday to Thursday, Hufflepuff's first years are almost jealous of their parents on Friday - the only class they have on this day is an afternoon flying lesson with Ravenclaw.

"It looks pretty good. It's like having three days off every week."

As soon as she finished speaking, the "H" in "Hufflepuff" on the class schedule title in Elena's hand shook, and she bent down and slowly turned into a "G". Immediately afterwards, the remaining characters on the parchment gradually began to change, and the ink lines quickly reorganized and intertwined.

Elena raised her head in confusion and raised the parchment in her hand, "Professor Dumbledore, there seems to be something wrong with this class schedule..."

"No problem, it belongs to you." Dumbledore smiled gently.

"Wait, you don't mean to say...but, I usually have classes!"

A terrifying and ominous guess suddenly jumped out. Elena subconsciously opened her eyes wide, and the relief on her face disappeared. She vaguely realized what Dumbledore wanted to do.

"Don't worry, I have already considered this aspect for you. If there is a conflict in class time, of course, the priority will still be to follow the Hufflepuff House course schedule."

Dumbledore blinked flexibly, revealing a kind smile that looked like a devil in Elena's eyes.

"How great, now you can have double happiness."

Double... double courses and homework? !

The smile on Elena's face gradually disappeared, and she numbly took out the food reserve from her chest, which was sleeping like a dead dog. Then she put her hands on her chest and began to unbutton her robe, saying numbly.

"I am no longer a Gryffindor, Professor Dumbledore. I am a Hufflepuff who lives his own life."

"According to school regulations, I think serious situations like staying up all night may require an extra hour of tutoring after school every afternoon." Dumbledore said calmly.

"...Where are the clothes?" The silver-haired little loli's movements froze, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Of course not."

"Are you the devil?!"

"No, I'm just an ordinary old man." Dumbledore smiled and replied happily.

"..."

The two wizards, one large and one small, looked at each other for a while, just when Dumbledore thought Elena was about to go crazy.

"If you keep doing this, I won't save you again."

The girl didn't know what she thought of. She suddenly sat down as if frustrated, buttoned her robe again, picked up the little owl that was pretending to sleep, puffed up her cheeks, and after a long time, she muttered a sentence.

"Oh, as long as you stop pissing me off a few times, I think you're saving my life."

Dumbledore shook his head and said half-jokingly.

"I'm serious." Elena said angrily.

"Yes, yes... I understand, but first you have to learn magic well. After all, I don't even know what kind of trouble I will run into and need you to save me."

Dumbledore stretched out his hand to twist the little Lolita's hair without laughing or laughing, and answered seriously in a coaxing tone.

——After all, he is still a child. After holding it in for so long, he finally just said such a childish and angry word.

"You don't understand anything..."

The silver-haired little witch shook her head in dissatisfaction and narrowed her lake-blue eyes, trying hard to make her sight a little colder like in the novel - although it just made her look more like a kitten whose head was touched. .

Then, before Elena could finish speaking, the door to Dumbledore's office banged loudly and was pushed open.

Hagrid rushed in. Under his dark, disheveled hair, his eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness. Behind him were several young wizards.

"It was all my idea, Professor Dumbledore!" Hagrid said eagerly, "I am the instructor of the first-year students, and this kid is just an assistant. If he must be held accountable, he should first accept the punishment. It should be me, sir..."

"Professor, Elena just doesn't want everyone to go hungry. She has been working very hard to maintain order. If she wants to be punished, she should be punished together with us."

"Yes, yes, Principal Dumbledore, I ate almost a whole turkey, and Sister Elena didn't even eat much."

"Professor Dumbledore, you must know my father. I will write home later. Ask him to suggest that the board of directors give the school more money to buy food. Please don't punish the eldest sister Elena."

"Why are you here..."

Hearing the commotion behind her, Elena turned around, helpless and a little moved, and was about to say something.

"It's none of... none of Elena's business."

Before she could speak, a little girl with a red face suddenly jumped out from behind Hagrid, panted and ran to Dumbledore, and mustered up the courage to speak loudly.

"Hermione from Gryffindor can testify that Elena is a road addict and doesn't know the road at all! It was me who led everyone to the kitchen door!"

Dumbledore: →_→

Elena Kaslana: ⊙▽⊙!

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