Newmontgard Castle.
Two wizards, one old and one young, looked at each other and fell into a short silence.
"Isn't he a professor?" Elena calmed down and asked suddenly.
"Of course, although it's about English grammar, I don't think there should be any errors," Grindelwald nodded. "After discovering your talent, I have to say I am really excited to be your first tutor in the magical world."
"Aster... ****... cough, cough, cough, I'm not laughing... cough, cough, cough..."
So, from Grindelwald's perspective, the little silver-haired loli in front of her seemed as if she had changed her face, and in a matter of seconds, she showed five or six different expressions: confusion, surprise, vigilance, joy, blankness, and finally froze in a funny expression...
"What are you laughing at? Is it funny what I just said?"
Grindelwald frowned and said a little unpleasantly.
Of the first emotions expressed by the girl, Grindelwald can understand most, but what does the funny expression in the last face mean!
Elena took a deep breath and adjusted her emotions in the face of the old man's inexplicable slight discomfort.
"I'm sorry, I just thought of something very joyful."
"Something joyful?" the first-generation Dark Lord asked, showing goodwill directly.
"Well, Hogwarts starts classes, I'm very excited, and I get very excited thinking about it here."
Elena blinked, her expression serious and casual.
Without waiting for Grindelwald to continue speaking, the girl raised her palms upward and tried to look serious.
"Back to the point, that, you mentioned that I will be my aster... Kuku Kuku... I'm sorry, this time I really couldn't help it... Ha, ha, ha..."
"Go and wait outside until the smile is enough," ordered Grindelwald, looking at the smiling little white ball like a crazy person, with a dark face like the bottom of a pot; if it weren't for the fact that it was his room, he would be ready to get up and leave.
It's just too much!
It's not that fifty years ago, even in the current magical world, I don't know how many wizards longed for his advice. Somehow, the fortunate little girl in front of me still mocked him.
"No, I'm really happy because classes start at Hogwarts."
Elena reached out and pinched her cheeks with a little pain. She blamed the internet sand sculptors of her past life, and she always couldn't help but think of the image of "You are Lao Tzu's aster".
Not to mention, Elena remembered the three oath marks on the back of her left hand. It's just a "curse," isn't it? Fortunately, it won't have any strange effects.
"Ha ha," Grindelwald smirked, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has been open for several days, and this annoying girl didn't even lie about it.
"If you still want to go back to the downstairs bedroom to sleep tonight, I suggest you put those impetuous thoughts aside and focus on further studying the spell."
As he spoke, Grindelwald looked blankly at the distracted Elena, smiling shamelessly. "Also, according to your description, I think the unlocking spell may not be effective. Because it is locked and sealed by magic, but those are two very different states. So, if you're unlucky, you may have to learn a spell in this room all day long."
"Of course, first..."
Grindelwald looked at Elena, hesitating a little, then generously extended his hand. "Your wand gave me a clue, Albus told me that you have two wands, is that right?"
"I have two magic wands, but why should I give them to you?"
Elena pulled out her pair of wands from her pocket, furrowed her brow, and asked.
"What do you think magic is? Muggles may think it's just a matter of waving some magic wands in the air and reciting a few random mantras. But the basic theory, wand practice, the tone of spell, and even your mood and ideas, for a beginner, if you make a small mistake, it can have a completely different spell effect."
Gellert Grindelwald looked at Elena and extended his hands. "Could you ask me to empty your hands and only rely on verbal descriptions to teach you magic? Like before, hit first and then add a little seasoning?"
"Actually, I think it's not impossible..."
Faced with the slender palm extended in front of Grindelwald, the girl hesitated for two seconds, then tentatively said, thinking of returning one of the wands to her pocket.
"Huh?" Grindelwald raised his eyebrows.
Before the old man could speak, Elena shook her head seriously.
"After careful consideration, I have no intention of giving you a magic wand at the moment. After all, it's the most basic spell and, according to your ability, even without a magic wand, you should be able to explain it clearly."
While all signs indicated that the risk of self-incarceration in Grindelwald at Newmongarde Castle was actually very low, there was no idea of trying to snatch the wand from him and escape the castle, and the character had become notably more accommodating and affable.
But at least for the current Elena, the reason for learning magic alone was not enough to hand her wand to Grindelwald; the trust between the two was entirely based on Albus Dumbledore as an intermediary.
Not to mention from the perspective of her own safety, hastily handing over her wand to the first-generation Dark Lord who had just attacked her not long ago, could it not provoke his anger and endanger her at the next moment?
Even if we set aside the slight friction that had occurred earlier between the two, Elena was not willing to hand her wand to strangers; who knows if Grindelwald has some strange habit, like licking the wand before casting a spell?
Of course, the most important thing is...
"In fact, Professor Dumbledore may not have told you. My wand is special, and no one can use it except me, so even if I give it to you, you couldn't control it."
This was also discovered not long ago, when Elena was playing with Hermione, the Little Otter, and Hannah the Little Iron Girl in Hogwarts Castle.
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