There will eventually be a day when the "ominous" arrives.

Perhaps, she can try to make the wings stronger and face the test together.

As for the lessons learned from the “scumbag prophet” Merlin?

Elena didn't take it to heart from the beginning. Anyway, she was neither a "scumbag" nor a "prophet".

More importantly, the friendship between girls, no matter how you think about it, there is no risk of sinking into the lake... right?

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The Hufflepuff common room was almost empty.

Almost all the students were still eating in the auditorium upstairs.

But counting the time, maybe it won't take more than ten minutes, and the place may become crowded.

After all, there are almost as many Hufflepuffs as there are Gryffindors and Slytherins, so it is obviously not appropriate to talk about secrets here.

Elena, Hannah, Luna and Hermione walked through the long dormitory corridor and found their favorite seats in the luxurious bedroom that was heavily enchanted. As the door closed gently,

"Elena's secret room" is completely isolated from surrounding prying eyes.

"So, you are going to ask questions one by one, and I will answer them one by one -"

To the surprise of Hermione and other little witches, Elena was the first to break the silence in the room and said in a relaxed tone.

"Or you can just listen to me tell a story, and after I've almost finished telling it, we can all go to the bathroom to wash ourselves off, and chat and add to it by the way?"

"Well, I have a question. Did you activate your prophetic ability during class and exams?" Hermione said, "You know what I am most concerned about. In so many classes and exams before, you have

No...you are not allowed to answer 'yes or no' this time!"

"Yes - if you say he is a 'prophet' in the conventional sense in the magical world, then he is not."

Under Hermione's threatening gaze, Elena swallowed her words with difficulty, spread her hands helplessly and said.

"The questions asked by the professors in class were all fair competition, and there was no cheating. But for the exam, I did read the real questions in advance, so I was able to complete so many skipping exams at once - but it was not a prediction, but a basic

logical reasoning and information gathering.”

"Eh? Information collection? Logical reasoning? How about these..." Hannah looked at Elena in confusion.

"There are seven grades in Hogwarts, and the questions you see every year are different, but this does not mean that the question bank is endless-"

Elena shrugged and pointed to the pile of magic textbooks piled on the desk not far away, "Whether it's potions, herbal medicine, or transfiguration, the selection of textbooks for almost all subjects has not changed in decades.

, and more importantly, what has also remained unchanged is the professor. In last year's Hogwarts, even Professor Snape, who taught for the shortest time, had more than ten years of teaching experience, which means...

…”

"...When professors set questions every year, there is a high probability that they will not re-write the questions, but repeat the test questions from previous years?"

Hermione continued thoughtfully, looking at the white-haired dumpling who took advantage of this to launch a "one hundred times" bet, and said sweetly.

"You found all the test questions from previous years and memorized them in one go, so that you could copy the answers directly in the exam room - this is why you skipped the dozens of exams with excellent results last year, right! And you actually

You bet me, Elena, you are really a genius!"

"Well, memorizing the real questions before the exam is actually a test-taking skill..."

Elena looked away and said with a guilty conscience.

Anyway, she had already accepted the "one hundred times" bet, and there was still no way she could pay it back.

"So, Elena... not long after school started last year, you coerced me into stealing Professor Snape's office..."

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly came from Elena's ears.

Hannah casually untied the obstructive robe on her body, fumbled her way to Elena, and gently hugged a certain dumpling from behind.

"The accident you mentioned at that time and the premonition that the professor might deduct points were all lies. Everything was indeed planned carefully by you, right? It's a shame that I kept it secret for you for so long, even

I never said anything about Luna or Hermione—"

Oops!

There is murderous intent!

The hair on Elena's head suddenly stood up, and she said with a smile.

"Uh, Hannah, please listen to my explanation, I actually..."

Before she could think of how to argue, another faint voice suddenly sounded from her right.

"Actually, I have always been confused, sister Elena, why did you put my name in the extra note on the letter you sent to dad when you wrote the letter? What are you hiding, the news about me?

It shouldn’t be possible to collect it, right?”

"Eh. This, that -"

Elena blinked and looked around the room at the three cute-looking little witches.

Obviously none of you should have a sinister attribute among your attributes, why do you suddenly become so scary?!

Fortunately, she had no intention of continuing to hide it from Hermione, Luna, and Hannah, so she didn't have to worry about making the same mistake as "Merlin" did.

"Cough, cough - let me think about it..."

Elena cleared her throat and considered her words.

"It all started when I, well, accidentally stewed the first round-faced fat chicken..."

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Chapter completed!