Hogwarts on the tip of the tongue

"Sure enough, Elena, you knew from the beginning that the person who replied to the letter was Luna, right?"

Hannah Abbott reached out and fiddled with the little hair on Bai Mao Tuanzi's head, and said in a very determined tone.

Ever since she saw the reply from "Mr. Lovegood" last week, she had been a little confused as to why the handwriting of a middle-aged wizard in his 30s looked so delicate and cute, as if it were that of a little girl. Same.

Today, after meeting the ignorant and naive Luna Lovegood at the Hufflepuff table, all the doubts in Hannah's heart were instantly solved. Gwartz is definitely not an accidental whim, but the result of Elena's calculation.

biu~biu~

Caught off guard by the teasing from the wings, the little fur on Elena's head trembled in fright.

"I don't know. I don't have it. Don't make blind guesses."

I saw the white-haired dumpling shaking his head quickly. While he was denying three times in a row, he stretched out his hand to cover his head. He looked at Hannah Abbott beside him with a wary expression to prevent her from stretching her poor little hair. Out of the clutches.

"I see, that makes sense."

Hermione nodded thoughtfully, her eyes falling on the small flat-headed owl held in Luna's arms, a flash of surprise flashed in her bright brown eyes, and she curiously poked the quiet chicken with her finger. The little fat chicken said softly.

"That's why you have to keep this little guy captive and use it to threaten Luna and communicate with you because Simplified Chinese is not only the owl messenger of the Lovegood family, but also Luna's pet owl, right?"

“What can you say about seizing my pet in Simplified Chinese?”

When she heard the topic fell on her, Luna, who was trying to eliminate the food on her plate, raised her head and blinked in confusion.

The food at Hogwarts was so delicious. She had to admit that compared to her father's poor cooking skills, the quality of the three meals in the school was simply beyond her imagination. She finally understood why every time it was mentioned When we were at Hogwarts, my father missed me so much. Anyone would remember him so much.

Hannah spread her hands and explained casually.

"That's the name of this little owl. Elena found an engraved carrot on its neck. The letters on it read c, h, s, so she simply called it chinese silified."

"It's called crulehoed snorkack, which is not Simplified Chinese."

Luna put down the knife and fork in her hand, hugged the little flat-headed owl in her arms, and corrected her seriously.

"The name comes from a very rare and gentle magical animal. Sister Elena also knows about this creature. When we wrote in the letter before, I saw that she briefly discussed this issue with her father."

"Sister Elena"

Hannah repeated curiously, with a strange look in her eyes.

If she remembers correctly, today should also be the first time Elena and Luna met. How come in less than half a day, they have already begun to treat each other as sisters? This child is too honest.

"Yes, my birthday is February 13th, and sister Elena's birthday is September 25th."

Luna nodded, recalling Elena's explanation, turned to look at Hannah and continued.

"Sister Elena told me in the morning that in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, senior students are definitely older than junior students. If they are in the same grade, whoever has a higher birthday number will be bigger."

"Eh, is that so?"

Hannah tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded in understanding.

Thinking about it carefully, Hermione's birthday is also in September, and her own birthday is in July, and Hermione is indeed older than her, so there should be nothing wrong with it. After all, she only needs to pay attention to such brain-intensive things. The result is ok.

And unless it is a pure comparison of absolute values ​​of age, issues like age and age difference are no less important to children like Hannah and Luna who grew up in the magical world than to British people in the non-magical world. Understand the kind of difficulty you have when you have a "change" problem in a store.

In a sense, this may be one of the reasons why Europe generally does not place too much emphasis on the age of brothers and sisters, and when describing them, sister and brother are usually used together to refer to them.

Hannah thought about it for a while, quickly grasped Elena's summary, and immediately started learning and applying it.

"Well, I was born in July and you were born in February, so you should call me sister."

"Sister Hannah." Luna nodded with a slight smile and shouted obediently.

Compared to a certain dangerous little silver-haired witch, Luna's intuition clearly told her that the girl named Hannah Abbott in front of her was obviously much more reliable and did not have too many complicated thoughts.

"Hannah, you idiot, of course it's not like this. How could it be that whoever's number is bigger is bigger?"

Looking at the two silly fools in front of her, Hermione twitched the corners of her mouth and sighed helplessly.

"You are the fool. You have to make it so complicated and troublesome in such a simple way."

Hannah raised her eyebrows, stared at Hermione Granger rather dissatisfied, and couldn't help but ask a question.

"Then tell me, my birthday is on July 19th, and your birthday is on September [-]th, which one of us is older?"

"I'm older, of course, but" Hermione replied without hesitation.

However, before she could finish what she said, Hannah waved her hand and made a concluding summary in an unquestionable and affirmative tone. It was rare to be able to understand a certain truth before Hermione, which made Hannah Quite happy.

"That's it, that means Elena is right."

"That's not the case. Please listen to my explanation."

"Who's older, you or Harry?"

"Of course I am the oldest, that's why"

"Okay, you're just not convinced that Elena has figured out a simpler method. It's better to just compare the sizes directly. Why is it so complicated?"

Glancing at Hannah, who had a victorious smile on her face, and Luna, who kept nodding her head in agreement, Hermione Granger, who had 1 complaints in her heart that she couldn't express, opened her mouth, and finally turned into a helpless cry. Sigh.

"Oh. Forget it, it's up to you. Let's compare ourselves."

In short, in Hermione's complicated sigh, Elena seemed to hear the familiar words from her previous life:

Sichuan people: Yuanyang hotpot is just Yuanyang hotpot.

Mongolians: If you want to eat vegetables, just eat vegetables.

Northeasterners: Just drink from the cup.

Jiangsu people: If you want to take the national exam, just take the national exam.