Chapter 67 I Think You Are A Ghost

Everyone has someone they fear, and Elena is no exception. If categorized, Albus Dumbledore would definitely be in the top three.

It's not because Dumbledore is the most powerful wizard in the world today, but because since she grew up, he was the second person to overcome Elena with cruelty, the most important thing is the spicy heart of the old turnip!

Upon hearing the sound in her ear, Elena, who was still talking and laughing with Hanna, felt the lifeless hair on her head jump in fright.

As she looked at Hannah Little Lori, who seemed just as usual beside her, the girl let out a small sigh of relief. Indeed, she had filled up too much and had become drowsy, hence the auditory hallucinations...

"It's not an illusion, it's just a simple little curse, look at the faculty seat."

As if he had heard her thoughts, Elena heard Dumbledore's gentle voice in her ear again. The girl turned her head in the crowd and looked at the faculty seat. Dumbledore was smiling and waving in her direction.


Elena furrowed her brow in confusion and carefully remembered. It seems that before this, apart from guiding young wizards to actively report their volunteers, he hadn't done anything too scandalous.

As for the matter of mortgaging Hogwarts in the Gu Ling Pavilion, it had already been punished once. With Dumbledore's character, he shouldn't cling to this point and bring up old scores again.

Elena raised her head and carefully observed Dumbledore's expression. After confirming that there was no danger, she calmed down slightly and nodded at Dumbledore. Simply because she had some doubts that Dumbledore needed to answer.

"I'll be waiting for you in the headmaster's office, just behind the rock monster on the eighth floor of the castle. You have been there before. The password is [sugar mouse]."

Before Elena could make her way through the crowd, Dumbledore whispered, turned around, and surrounded by a group of teachers like Professor McGonagall, laughed and exited the auditorium through the side door next to the faculty seat.

"Hey, wait, I don't know the way..."

Elena nodded unconsciously, and then reacted, raising her hand and shouting loudly—regardless of past or present life, the ability to orient oneself is extremely difficult for her.

After all, science has shown that IQ levels are not directly related to whether one is Luci. Especially in a terrible place like Hogwarts, it was only two round trips. Dumbledore was so sure she would remember the way.

"Forget it, it seems like the heavens are this way. The charming Elena can only plant the director's pine tree today... Hey, wait!"

The silver-haired Loli pursed her lips and prepared to return to the new sequential life of Hufflepuff, only to find that Hanna and the others had disappeared without a trace.

In short, in the four university halls of Hogwarts, it seemed like she had never been in Hufflepuff College.

There doesn't seem to be much description of Hufflepuff in the original book, just that it is located next to the kitchen on the first negative floor, well, then comes the question, where is the kitchen and what is the password?

"Gryffindor rookie, hurry up, don't lag behind..."

As Elena began to get anxious, there was a faint voice of Percy Weasley, and Dumbledore's little lion cubs not far in front of her disappeared behind the veranda.

"Wait for me, wait for me!"

Elena's eyes lit up and she hurriedly followed the troublesome robe. She was quietly placed at the end of the Gryffindor team. As soon as she reached the Gryffindor floor, she knew how to get to the headmaster's office.

Honestly asking for directions and recognizing Lu Chi, this is absolutely impossible, and it is impossible in this life. Is she the proud Elena? Kaslana!

Elena followed the Gryffindor rookie through the bustling crowd, exited the auditorium, and climbed the marble stairs.

After Percy led the crowd through the hidden door behind the sliding partition and the hanging curtain twice, Elena felt particularly lucky for her choice. If it were herself replacing him, she might have been lost in this enchanted castle like a living creature.

I have to admit that in terms of reliability alone, Percy, a prominent student among the three good students as a class leader, is quite competent. Under his guidance, the whole marching process was exceptionally smooth. Even if they encountered the mischievous ghost Pipi on the way, it didn't take long and she responded gracefully.

It wasn't long before the Gryffindor lions suddenly stopped.

Elena tiptoed and reached the end of the hallway on the floor. There was a portrait hanging there. The portrait was of a very rich woman dressed in pink. Although she had not seen her before, Elena instantly understood her identity: the "fat aunt" in the Gryffindor common room, a plump woman.

That being said, fate has arrived, the eighth floor of the Hogwarts Main Castle.

The little silver-haired Lori turned around, and indeed, not far behind her, crouched a huge, ugly stone monster.

"Sugar mouse!" said Elena as per the password left by Dumbledore.

I saw the monster suddenly come to life, silently jumping to the other side, the wall behind it silently split in two. Behind the wall is a familiar spiral staircase. At the end of the spiral staircase, there is a gleaming oak door with a brass doorknob shaped like a lion and eagle's head. Elena knows that Phoenix Fox and Dumbledore are behind the wooden door, waiting for her.

After turning back, the fat lady had removed the door from Gryffindor's bedroom, and the first-year students of Gryffindor were crawling in through the hole in the wall in succession, very happy, all left by the professor. The last life was a winged angel. Elena envied with a deflated mouth, she stepped up the winding staircase, a dull sound came from behind, and the wall closed again.

"Hey, Granger, why have you stopped? Sorry, I'm going to bed. I just want to lie down in bed now."

Harry Potter, who was crawling inside, felt a bump on his head, lifted his head, and discovered that it was Hermione Granger who suddenly stopped in the middle of the hole in the wall, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"Well, I just saw Elena a moment ago."

Hermione blinked slightly with suspicion, looking at a gargoyle at the other end of the hallway with uncertainty; it seemed she had seen a gleaming silver hair pass by there.

"Oh..." Harry couldn't help but yawn and shook his head indifferently. "How can one say that the elder sister's school will be under the auditorium?"

---Also, mostly dazzled.

Hermione shook her head with a silly smile. Most of them felt uncomfortable on the first day of classes, so the illusion was generated. After all, she was the first friend he made in school, but unfortunately, the two weren't sorted into the same house; otherwise, she really wanted to talk more with Elena. But luckily, she should be able to see Elena during tomorrow's class.

At the same time, in the headmaster's office.

Albus? Dumbledore was sitting behind his wooden desk with crossed hands, watching Elena push the door with a smile, and said with a smile:

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, Miss Elena Caslana. Let's briefly talk about some of the issues Hogwarts faced after being mortgaged."

Wrong! Old codger! This is the cue to settle old scores!

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, I'm going to the bathroom first."

The expression on Elena's face stiffened, she quickly turned and pulled the door handle behind her.

There was frustration in Dumbledore's eyes, and the two intertwined index fingers nodded easily at each other. With a click, the oak door closed tightly.

"Relax, it won't take long. Don't be too nervous, they are just a few short sentences, not a bad thing."

Desperately pulling the sliding door, the small silver-haired Lori turned around and pressed her back against the door panel, looking guardedly at the white-bearded grandfather behind the desk.

"I don't believe you, despicable old ghost."