บท 23: Elena’s Path to Hogwarts
Indeed, Elena from the previous life has not personally enjoyed the happiness of these local tyrants, but this does not affect her extravagant enjoyment of boasting about the non-magical world in front of Dumbledore, even if some details are hidden. The information that should not appear is enough to make the entire magical world feel impoverished and lacking.
"That, Professor Dumbledore, is there anything to drink?"
Elena licked her lips, looked at Dumbledore brazenly, and finally added a phrase, uttering a long section at a time, which caused her a bit of a sore throat.
"Of course. In this way, the non-magical world is truly particularly appealing."
After hearing Elena speak animatedly, Dumbledore nodded gently, waved his wand, and a glass of chilled pumpkin juice appeared in the hands of the silver-haired loli.
He had gradually begun to master the way of communicating with this strange girl before him.
"However, Miss Elena, you may not understand what I mean, you are not an ordinary person."
Dumbledore shrugged and deliberately used the term "human," speaking slowly: "The magical uproar of a young wizard will cause levitation, disappearance of objects, instant movement, flying... but will not affect the minds of others."
The silver-haired loli's action of enjoying the pumpkin juice suddenly ceased. After years of language training by Benítez, she was no longer the English idiot she was at the beginning of the journey; now she could react instantly.
"So, do you mean I am a Mutant (Variant in 'X-Men')?" Elena laughed with a smile, feeling like things seem to be starting to spiral out of control.
"Mutant(s)? Not..."
Dumbledore repeated Elena's pronunciation, confused. Clearly, he did not grasp the girl's pun. The old man raised his head, his half-moon-shaped glasses gleaming slightly, and said in a calm voice.
"You are of mixed descent, Miss Elena Kaslana. A Meiva is an older magical creature than ordinary wizards. You have half of the Meiva lineage, from the moment of your birth, you belong to the magical world."
Bang.
As Dumbledore spoke those words, the metal cup filled with chilled pumpkin juice slipped from the silver-haired loli's hands, hitting the floor with a clang, and the chilled pumpkin juice spilled all over the floor.
"Meiva... Meiva?! Me, a magical creature?"
Elena's eyes widened in disbelief. Although her silver hair was rare, it was not entirely unusual. Over the years, at most, she had imagined she might have some Kaslana family blood, but she had never connected with magical creatures. After all, if you are a Meiva descendant, then the setting in the streets of London is too magical, isn't it?
Most importantly, Elena suddenly found a misunderstanding in front of her. For a long time, the business and financial conception of the non-magical world had made her overlook the most essential difference between the magical world and the muggle world: magical creatures.
Survival mode can change, and quality of life can improve. However, the perspective on the world is vastly different between them. For a moment, the name and appearance of a large magical creature suddenly appeared in Elena's mind: fried snail, horned beast, mandrake, snake monster, soft-clawed land lobster, fire lizard, thunderbird, long-horned water snake, phoenix...
As a reborn individual, money can be earned at any time, and in the coming decades, the non-magical world has countless opportunities for advancement. However, even if you earn more money in the non-magical world, if some magical animals escape, for example, a still sleeping basilisk offspring, Elena instinctively licked her lips. It is difficult to have the opportunity to see these beautiful magical creatures.
Rebirth is not just about replicating the path of others' success but exploring the unknown.
"Miss Elena? Miss Elena?!"
Elena heard Dumbledore's anxious voice in her ear, feeling as though someone was shaking her back and forth. Suddenly, she regained consciousness, and Dumbledore's worried face appeared before her.
"Are you okay? Suddenly learning the taste of life experience is truly not easy; I apologize, I didn't know this would impress you so much."
Seeing the girl finally calming down, Dumbledore sighed in relief. His eyes suddenly began to shine, but then the drooling startled him.
—Perhaps, no matter how precocious this child may be, it is still somewhat difficult to accept that he is orphaned and abandoned by the magical world—
Dumbledore looked at Elena with a shocked and distressed expression, instructing.
"It turns out that, so to speak, I was born at Hogwarts to study."
Just as Dumbledore hesitated whether to call Elena to offer her a lemon sorbet to help stabilize her mood, the little silver-haired lolita kicked her feet, nodded vigorously, and said solemnly.
.....
Dumbledore raised his wand in his right hand and held it in the air. He was about to start his next speech, restraining himself uncomfortably, gazing at the little silver-haired girl who suddenly changed her mind before him, wondering what it meant.
Following Dumbledore's gaze, Elena looked down and realized her legs were tucked up on the sofa, feeling embarrassed as she lowered her hands. She crossed her legs and placed her hands on her knees, smiling shyly, and sweetly said.
"Dear Headmaster Dumbledore, in fact, I believe that entering Hogwarts is not impossible. However, could you promise me a few small requirements...?"
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