Chapter 142 Dumbledore Is in a Good Mood

At the same time, in the Scottish Highlands, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Unconsciously, the time was approaching noon.

After a flash of golden-red fire, Dumbledore's figure appeared on the covered bridge outside the main entrance of Hogwarts Castle.

"Huh, I'm finally back. I hope Elena and Gellert can get along more harmoniously."

Dumbledore raised his head and glanced at the familiar blue-gray castle. He breathed a sigh of relief and had a relaxed and happy look on his face.

During the old man's long coaching career, he once thought that the four James Potters or the Weasley twins were already the most troublesome troublemakers in the history of the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

However, it was not until he met Elena Kaslana that Dumbledore finally understood that compared to this little devil, the previous children were actually very worry-free.

Fortunately, at least for the next five days, the peaceful and peaceful Hogwarts he was familiar with could temporarily return. As for matters on the Nurmengard Castle side, with the experienced Grindelwald in charge and the exquisite and comfortable living environment, even if the little mixed-blood Veela is a little unhappy, she should be a little more understanding and tolerant.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore's steps couldn't help but become a little brisker.

"Oh, Principal Dumbledore, you came back just in time. I have just informed each grade of the order of lunch for today."

Before he could push open the door to the auditorium, Dumbledore happened to meet Madam Poppy Pomfrey, the school medical director, who was coming down the stairs from the second floor with a piece of parchment in her hand.

In fact, in the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, except for Dumbledore, who is the principal, Pomfrey, who is responsible for the treatment of all teachers and students, is essentially the highest-ranking faculty member - except Pomfrey My wife just doesn't want to take up any position other than medical work.

Considering that Professor McGonagall, as the vice-principal, is also a member of the "military training instructors". Therefore, before Dumbledore left the school, he specifically asked Madam Pomfrey. If he was too late to return to school before noon today, she would judge the lunch distribution grouping based on the completion of training for each grade.

"Thank you, Poppy. Speaking of which, how are the students in the infirmary doing?"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, taking the parchment from Madam Pomfrey's hand without opening it in a hurry. The two of them talked and walked towards the empty auditorium.

"Most of the students are fine. The only ones who are a little more serious are the two Slytherin third-year students. They were seriously injured in this confrontation and may need to stay in bed for a few more days to recover."

Madam Pomfrey frowned and said with dissatisfaction, "If you ask me, these children are really too careless. Even if the two poor little boys are cured, I'm worried that they will have a long life in the future. It will be a bit of a shadow mentally for a period of time."

To be honest, Madam Pomfrey was really frightened when she first arrived on the first floor of Hogwarts Castle. In her memory, there had never been such a serious fight between students in Hogwarts.

Fortunately, the most powerful spells used among students are the stun spell and the petrification spell - in fact, there are no other more powerful and effective dueling spells taught in Hogwarts' teaching plan.

"Well, I have realized this. This is actually the result of the accumulation of many factors. That's why we try to break up the four colleges in order to have more understanding and communication between them. Chance."

Dumbledore rubbed his forehead with lingering fear. Fortunately, the culprit was far away from the school for the time being, and Cedric and Marcus had also been individually instructed by the deans of their respective houses. Judging from the results, because of this fight, the relationship between Hufflepuff and Slytherin students broke down, which was barely a blessing in disguise.

"Huh? First grade is not bad."

As he spoke, Dumbledore unfolded the parchment in his hand and took a rough look at the completion of today's training tasks for each grade. He raised his eyebrows in surprise and made a surprised nasal noise.

The third-year students led by Professor Snape overtook the sixth-year students led by Professor McGonagall and became the first place in the school. Dumbledore was not particularly surprised by this. After all, judging from yesterday's situation, the gap between the two sides was actually not too big, and considering the accident at noon yesterday, it was inevitable that the sixth grade students would slack off.

What really surprised him was that after Elena left, only the first grade taught by Hagrid surpassed the sixth grade by a narrow margin and became the second grade in the school to complete the training program.

“The kids in this class are actually amazing.”

Dumbledore tapped the parchment thoughtfully, and couldn't help but recall the night when the Sorting Hat shivered. Every first-year student boldly expressed his choice in front of the entire school - although the form was probably Something is wrong.

But there is no doubt that compared to the young wizards who accepted the arrangement of the branch in a hazy manner in the past, this year's young wizards had a clear goal from the beginning. Rather than saying what abilities and traits they have, it is better to say that they actively choose what kind of wizard they want to be in the future.

However, because Elena's light was too dazzling before, most of the teachers and students focused their attention on this girl, so much so that they ignored the children surrounding Elena.

"Maybe... earlier?"

Dumbledore paused his fingers for a moment, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, and whispered in a low voice - the silver moon rising on the shores of the Black Lake, an encounter on the Hogwarts Express, or something that appeared earlier. A clue...

"I'm sorry, Dumbledore, what did you just say?" Madam Pomfrey, who was sitting on the left side of the old man, turned her head and asked in confusion.

"Nothing, just some sporadic ideas that still need time to be verified."

Dumbledore came back to his senses, shook his head, and smiled gently, "It turns out that age and experience may not always keep you ahead. This group of third-year and first-year children are amazing, amazing. We are still Get ready to celebrate and welcome the students who won today’s awards, I can vaguely hear the voices of the children.”

boom!

Following the old man's voice, the door of the auditorium opened again.

A large group of gray-headed first-year wizards quickly poured in from the door like a tide.

Dumbledore stood up, clapped gently with a smile, and did not hesitate to praise these first-year children.

"Congratulations to everyone, incredible achievements, you have achieved..."

"Wait, what are you doing?!"

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I'm feeling a bit unwell today, so I'll try my best to code out the remaining chapter.

Sorry~

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