Mixed-blood wizards are even rarer than squibs in the magical world.

In ancient wizard legends, many famous wizards have some magical creature ancestry.

The most famous among them is undoubtedly Merlin. Regarding his magical blood, according to the records in the Hogwarts library alone, there are at least five theories. A long time ago, Hermione began to doubt whether Elena

Also possesses some similar magical bloodline.

At least, it is impossible for normal people to have a shimmer on their faces at night, right?

"...Forget it, guess whatever you want."

Elena glanced at Hermione and sighed helplessly.

Compared to Veela, which is sparsely distributed in the UK, students at Hogwarts are obviously more familiar with the Gringotts goblins.

Not to mention, she now has a level of identity as the Fairy Queen of Gringotts.

Combining this information together, it is obvious what conclusion Miss Know-It-All can draw in her mind.

However, when she starts to develop in a few years, these rumors will naturally be self-defeating. Instead of admitting her identity as a Veela, it is better to hide her talent for charm and let Hermione think in the wrong direction first. Who knows?

Do Veela have any unknown weaknesses?

"Hey, what are you guessing?"

Hannah said that she had just come to the auditorium with her classmates from Grade 2 Class B and sat next to Elena.

"What's the price? You two won't make that bet a hundred times again, right?"

"No"

Hermione's face turned slightly red and she said quickly, "We are just here"

"Discussing the growth of magic power," Elena whispered calmly, "Hermione and I were discussing why my magic power would be stronger. After all, according to the laws of alchemy, everything has a price, and then she felt that my magic power would be stronger.

Magic talent is exchanged for breasts..."

"oh"

Hannah looked at Elena and Hermione for a few times, nodded in understanding, and said enviously.

"Is that so? No wonder you are so good at learning spells..."

"No! Don't listen to Elena's nonsense."

Hermione was stunned for two seconds, then reacted quickly, and angrily slapped a piece of beef kidney on Hannah's plate.

"Eat your lunch in peace, Hannah. You just read books and are lazy when doing the questions. Don't make excuses for yourself."

"Speaking of which, Hannah, why are you so late today?"

Ignoring the suddenly embarrassed "tablet" next to her, Elena looked at the second-year Class B students who were walking towards the long tables of their respective colleges, and asked curiously, "Professor Snape is dragging the class today."

Is it okay? Or did something unexpected happen in class?"

"There were no problems in class. The main reason was that it took a while to register for subsequent mask models and receive them."

"Mask?" Hermione then noticed a layer of shallow mask marks on Hannah's face.

"Well, the professor requires everyone to wear masks during the practical stage of potions."

Hannah shrugged and explained casually while cutting the beef kidneys on the plate.

"But the models prepared in the classroom today were a bit too big, so Professor Snape spent some extra time after class to count everyone's actual sizes and prepare to make adjustments in the next class. It seems that different grades should be separated.

Prepare."

"Well, that's a problem. There is quite a big difference between the face shapes of senior students and junior students..."

Elena said, rolled up the bread and dipped it in the red cabbage soup in front of her, stuffed it into her mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The industrial chain of Hogwarts is not just about potions, it is also the gradually improving magic light industry.

As the "absorbent curse" in Tom Riddle's diary was deciphered, Gringotts and Hogwarts invested in a medium-sized textile processing factory outside the school and began to try the assembly line of "magic sanitary napkins"

Naturally, the production and masks were also brought along with me.

If nothing else happens, Draco Malfoy should be considered as the legal representative, or white glove.

"By the way, apart from masks, have you made any changes in class?"

Hermione asked with some concern.

Since Hogwarts started trying to reform the new curriculum standards, pre-class preparation has become more and more difficult.

"Changes...there must be more homework after class."

Hannah thought for a few seconds, then wrinkled her face and said bitterly.

"Professor Snape has asked each of us to hand in a paper on the properties of more than twenty potions next week, and we may also have to memorize them randomly in class. Simply memorizing them is not enough, we must also learn from each of them.

Hermione, you have to help me with this."

"Magical...classification?"

Elena's expression became a little exciting next to her, and she silently cursed in her heart.

If she remembered correctly, this content should be the topic of the [New Potions] research project outside Hogwarts.

Those former Soviet scholars hoped to obtain a compiled correspondence table between "magic symbols" and materials. Judging from the current situation, Snape and others seemed to have broken down this task and distributed it to the students.

He became a "graduate tutor" without any teacher.

If nothing else, the same or similar "after-school homework" will most likely be distributed to all grades, including Grade A, Class A.

Does this count as shooting herself in the foot?

On the other hand, Hannah obviously didn't want to talk too much about after-school homework.

Although she knew that these homeworks were unavoidable, they were still a headache only on weekends. At least she would feel more relaxed after Luna or Hermione had finished a batch of homework before facing those torturous parchments.

.

"Let's not talk about it anymore. Elena, your class this morning was inspected?" Hannah quickly changed the subject.

"Well, just now, before dinner." Hermione nodded, "Professor Flitwick's Charms class."

"How's it going? Did Professor Umbridge say anything?"

Before Hannah could speak, several third-year Hufflepuffs at the next table asked curiously.

Cedric, who was sitting farther away, also quietly stopped talking and turned his face to look this way.

You know, before today, Dolores Umbridge had only attended Muggle Studies at Hogwarts.

And just after she sat in on it twice, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic launched a secret arrest operation. This extremely strong correlation could not help the students' gossip fire. Many people even secretly speculated that this inspection behavior

Is it equivalent to a routine check-in before taking action?

Especially starting from this week, Umbridge has also served as the "Senior Investigator", and everyone wants to know what will be different.

Hermione shrugged.

"It's not that bad. Umbridge is just huddled behind Professor Flitwick, taking notes on the clipboard."

"You also know that Professor Flitwick has been at Hogwarts for many years. He treats Umbridge as an ordinary student and doesn't seem to take it to heart at all. Umbridge didn't say much.

She took the time to walk around the classroom and asked us a few questions to find out what class was like on a regular basis. Everyone's answer should be that the class was very good and interesting, and that's about it..."

"Well, I think there should be nothing wrong with Professor Flitwick," said Cedric. "He always makes sure everyone passes their exams."

"Who knows? Professor Quirrell doesn't, too."

Elena said disapprovingly, glancing at Umbridge, who was eating lunch alone on the faculty bench.

Normally, professors take time to chat for a while during lunch.

However, as the examiner installed by the Ministry of Magic at Hogwarts, except for Dumbledore, who was always willing to come, most of the professors obviously had no intention of dealing with the pink toad, and neither did Umbridge.

I have no intention of becoming friends with the professors.

"By the way, Said, when will the course selection form we submitted take effect?"

"If you have classes this afternoon, you should"

Cedric scratched his temples, took out his class schedule and took a look at it.

"I heard from the prefect that you all seem to have chosen the Care of Magical Creatures class, right? That will be the second period this afternoon."

"Yes, Syd, you happen to be in the third grade as well, so we will be classmates from now on?"

"Ahem, please, can you call me Cedric or Diggory."

Cedric Diggory looked at Hannah helplessly, but Hannah obviously didn't take this feeble request to heart.

As Cedric raised this question, the girls began to chatter about the afternoon classes.

Prior to this, the lower grades of Hogwarts were not eligible to fill in elective courses.

For Hermione, Hannah and other little girls, the Care of Magical Creatures class, now renamed Magical Zoology, is undoubtedly a coveted class in the senior class, not to mention Elena.

The "ghost" also revealed in advance what restrictions are imposed on the adoption of magical pets.

Whether it's the smart food reserve or the three-headed dog braised food, Hermione and the others have been coveting it for a long time.
To be continued...