Late at night, in the Hufflepuff girls' dormitory, in the room of Aileen and Hannah.

Unlike other dormitories that would uniformly turn off the lights, this double room clearly had much more freedom.

Although Hogwarts would be starting classes again tomorrow, the girls in the room were not sleepy at all.

Some were lying on the bed, others were sitting on the carpet hugging plush toys, chatting away.

As the conversation unfolded, the atmosphere in the room quickly became lively.

"Really? So, Aileen, you joined forces to set up Professor Nicolas Flamel?"

Hermione Granger's eyes sparkled with a strange light as she played with Aileen's cool, silver hair.

"A clash between Hogwarts and Beauxbatons after centuries? So, this is actually a small-scale academic war!"

"Not really, it's just that, based on Nicolas Flamel's personality analysis, he's likely to choose to surrender directly," Aileen said, adjusting the pillow behind her and shifting to a more comfortable position.

"The Four Color Theorem is not unsolvable, which Danilova should know something about... However, its solution is based on 10 billion calculations by an electronic computer, which is also the first theorem obtained through finite calculation. Alchemists like Nicolas Flamel would never use 'scientific alchemy' to answer 'magical alchemy' questions."

"Then, did Rowena Ravenclaw really propose this conjecture more than a thousand years ago?" Danilova asked curiously, looking up at Aileen.

In her arms, she was holding a soft, fluffy golden unicorn toy.

This was originally a plush toy that Aileen had specially ordered to please Luna Lovegood.

However, to Aileen's surprise, Luna actually handed this, her favorite toy, to the little Russian girl she had only just met.

Clearly, at least half of the reason for this was the shared experience of being a "Devil King sacrifice."

Luna, who was technically even a few days younger than Danilova, had a rare moment of seriousness in her usually unfocused gaze after hearing stories about Professor Alexei and Danilova.

In subsequent conversations and actions, Luna was clearly making an effort to take care of the girl, in order to help her integrate into their small circle more quickly.

"Oh? You could say yes, or you could say no—"

Aileen winked mischievously, the little ahoge on top of her head wagging triumphantly from side to side.

"You should also know that Hogwarts has experienced several quarrels, and the four founders have mentioned going their separate ways more than once in disputes. In this process, dividing property and belongings was obviously unavoidable—'taking their own things away,' 'things that are mixed together must be divided clearly'... The only difference lies in how to understand it."

"You know… um, thanks… Old English from a thousand years ago isn't exactly the same as current grammar."

Aileen opened her mouth to catch a grape that Hannah handed over, saying unclearly, "Simple words, after being combined and analyzed, can reveal deeper meanings. We're just doing reading comprehension based on ancient books."

"Mm, I understand! It's just like when you lie, Aileen, right?"

Hannah said quietly, almost unable to stop herself from crushing the grape in her hand.

As the silliest one of the trio, she felt this point very deeply.

In the past few months, Hannah couldn't remember how many times she had been tricked by these bad guys, especially in the Hogwarts kitchen when trying out new dishes. It wasn't until after participating in the Dark Lord's trial that she finally found out what that crab leg actually was!

The white-haired devil never lies, this black-hearted maggot always just rearranges the order of the truth.

Fortunately, Hannah had already found a way to deal with it—give up thinking and drag her little sisters into the water.

"It's not exactly lying, it's… art?"

Aileen touched her nose a little guiltily and turned to look at Danilova, her expression becoming serious.

"In any case, Danilova, I'm not saying that it's wrong for you to open doors for the older students, but you may need to change your approach—there's a saying in the distant East: 'Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.' If you just tell everyone the process and the answers, then you're just a key in their eyes, nothing more."

Aileen leaned closer to the "little key," her lake-blue eyes looking down at her seriously.

"And once everyone becomes dependent on you, even their basic logic skills will decline."

"Eh, then… what should I do?"

Danilova hugged her unicorn toy a little fearfully.

"It's simple, teach them the basic theories and concepts," Aileen snapped her fingers, saying cheerfully, "You can even have Professor Alexei put together some practice questions so they can truly master the knowledge. If anyone questions it, you can just blame it all on the professor—I don't think your father would want to see you helping people cheat, would he?"

"I'm not helping people cheat. I'm just—"

Danilova seemed to have been pricked by a needle, her speech speeding up, her voice unconsciously taking on a bit of a lisp.

"Of course, you were just being used by the older students."

Aileen said simply and clearly, "Hogwarts is quite complicated and dangerous. First of all, you have to be careful—"

"First of all—you have to be careful of this white-haired devil!"

Before Aileen could finish speaking, Luna Lovegood said grumpily, reaching out like a mother hen to protect the shivering "Eagle Ring little key" behind her, her eyes looking at Aileen seriously.

"Don't scare her. Didn't you promise Danilova's father that you would take good care of her?"

A wave of gratitude towards Luna welled up in Danilova's heart.

Although she didn't know why Miss Lovegood was always taking care of her, Danilova was very clear that if it weren't for speaking up for her, Luna wouldn't have interrupted at this time, given her usually aloof personality.

On the other hand, facing Luna Lovegood's silvery-white eyes, Aileen looked away a little guiltily.

Of course, she knew why Little Luna was unhappy. After all, Xenophilius Lovegood's workload hadn't decreased as much as it had before. With the expansion of the *The Quibbler* editorial department and some extra work arrangements, Mr. Lovegood was almost being squeezed into a house-elf-like tool.

Although she had been taking good care of Little Luna, she had clearly gone back on her word regarding Luna's request.

In the power structure of the Third Generation Dark Lord, there weren't too many wizards who were trustworthy and could be entrusted with important tasks. Most wizards were more or less not directly under her control, more like old carrots and old potatoes temporarily lent to her by the old ministers of the previous dynasty.

As the "relative of the emperor," Xenophilius Lovegood was clearly one of the core members branded with her label.

However, Aileen naturally couldn't explain these things to Luna in detail, because these things were mostly a subtle tacit understanding that lingered between the three Devil Kings, not suitable for open discussion.

To be honest, since Luna started to grow taller, her prestige had been declining.

"Maybe we should take a shower first?"

Aileen's ahoge trembled slightly, making a somewhat stiff suggestion.

"Seconded! I sweated a lot today!"

Unsurprisingly, Hannah was the first to jump off the bed.

"Coincidentally, we have a very beautiful bathroom in our room. How about we all go together?"

Compared to the other girls, happiness in Hannah Abbott's world was always very simple.

At least she finally had a battlefield where she could hold her head high, after all... The iron-headed girl's gaze slowly swept across her unremarkable best friends, her eyes full of provocation—so what if you're smart? You're still just a bunch of childish little girls.

Ignoring the provocation in Hannah's eyes, Hermione stretched her body and stood up, walking to the bathroom door and looking around.

In the next moment, as if struck by a Petrification Charm, Hermione Granger froze in place.

Hermione's first reaction was that the white-haired devil must have secretly used some kind of privilege again.

Then, Hermione's mind began to argue, whether she should accept Aileen's previous suggestion and prepare a few sets of clothes in the Hufflepuff common room, while secretly staying overnight here every now and then.

What came into her eyes was not so much a luxurious bathroom, but...

A small, extremely luxurious swimming pool?!

On the semi-circular dome, a luxurious chandelier with magical candles cast a warm, soft light in the room. Everything in the bathroom was made of snow-white marble, including the sunken bathtub in the middle, which was like a rectangular swimming pool. Most outrageously, there was even a diving board at the end.

There were about a hundred golden faucets around the bathtub, each handle inlaid with a different colored gemstone.

Snow-white linen curtains hung on the windows; a large pile of soft white towels was in one corner.

However, the bathroom wasn't very deep. Hermione estimated it was about half a meter to one meter high. Even Aileen Kaslana should be able to stand on the bottom on tiptoe. If it were to be used for swimming, it could only be said to be barely possible.

But no matter how you looked at it, it was clearly out of place with the warm, small Hufflepuff double room behind her.

"This is..."

Hermione was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned her head to look at the white-haired devil behind her.

"Aileen, you didn't use that… illusion magic again, did you?"

She wasn't a silly girl like Hannah Abbott, with such a configuration of bathroom, it was impossible to be a Hufflepuff double room. If the difference between the different houses was so obvious, she would apply for a transfer tomorrow!

"Binary fallback architecture transformation magic can only affect vision, it won't affect other senses."

Luna stepped forward, looking around. Her footsteps echoed on the walls.

The bathroom was indeed luxurious and beautiful—Luna had never bathed in such a comfortable and beautiful place before. She liked it almost from the first sight, which reminded her of the fairy tales her mother used to tell her.

Luna walked to the bathtub and casually turned on a few faucets.

Along with the steaming and warm mist, one golden faucet spewed out pink and sky-blue bubbles the size of Quaffles; another spewed out crystal clear, dense and thick foam, which seemed to be able to hold them on the surface of the water.

"The water temperature is right, this time it's real, Hermione," Luna said, turning her head back with an affirmative tone.

"Don't look at me like that, it's not like you haven't seen the cutscenes a few times before, and I apologized..."

Aileen muttered something unhappily, her gaze touching Hermione's cold eyes, the little ahoge on top of her head trembled violently, quickly stopping the idea of ​​quibbling, pointed to the Hogwarts school badge on her chest to explain.

"Didn't I say just now that starting this year, I will serve as Hogwarts' first Dean. As a special position between students and professors, it's only reasonable to have some privileges—and this luxurious bathroom is the only benefit I applied for myself—the specifications are based on the Hogwarts Prefect's bathroom, but this is only exclusive to me... and Hannah."

Aileen paused slightly, bit her tongue, and quickly added.

"Um, I mean... of course, there's Hermione, Luna... Danilova, you too..."

"Wait... we're, showering together?!"

Hearing her name, Danilova finally came back to her senses from the shock in front of her.

As a girl who grew up in the former Soviet Union, she had never seen such a luxurious scene. Even those reports criticizing capitalist extravagance couldn't describe such an impactful bathroom.

This is... the evil capitalist world?

*Clack.*

This was the sound of Aileen locking the door.

Invisible magical protection was activated in an instant, even ghosts couldn't cross the walls, all searching magic and teleportation magic were frozen.

Besides Aileen and Dumbledore, no one else could unlock the door.

"Alright, now this is our world!"

Aileen jumped up happily, making an excited and joyful laugh, quickly taking off her clothes and throwing them into the clothes basket next to her, walking naked directly into the bathtub that was already filled with thick bubbles.

"Hurry up, Danilova, there's nothing to be shy about."

Hannah was already naked, rubbing the "little key's" red cheeks carelessly, making a gesture to help Danilova take off her clothes.

As for the other side, Hermione had already skillfully tied up her hair, holding a soft towel on the edge of the bathtub, after testing the water temperature a few times, carefully burying herself in the fragrant bubbles.

After a semester of bathing together, they had gotten used to bathing and rubbing bubbles together.

In the wizarding world, families as prosperous as the Weasley family were too few. For most young wizards, and even children in the non-magical world, such bathroom fun between sisters was almost unimaginable.

"This..."

Danilova stood hesitantly beside the pool.

Although she was already a witch, and was considered a friend of these upperclassmen, it still made Danilova, who had received a rigid education since childhood, hesitate to fast forward to taking a bath together in such a short period of time...

Moreover, this Hannah Abbott... put too much pressure on people, right?

Danilova glanced not far away. Aileen, Hermione, and Luna were already buried in the thick bubbles, with only their heads left. In the surrounding mist, there were occasional joyful noises that made people yearn for happiness.

"But..."

"Don't be shy, roar, let me help you..."

Before Danilova could think of a reason to refuse, Hannah stretched out her hand with a smile, just like Aileen last year, helping Danilova take off her clothes.

With the blessing of Rune magic, let alone the undeveloped Danilova, even a Russian woman who had transformed into a polar bear probably had no room to resist.

"Wow, Danilova, I didn't expect you to have such a good figure!"

Hannah exclaimed with a light in her eyes, finally, she had an ally in the bathroom.

It had to be admitted that certain attributes would still be transmitted imperceptibly.

Especially Hannah, who had originally grown up in the Leaky Cauldron as a poster girl, had become a T0-level hooligan in the bathroom under the influence of a certain white-haired devil.

"Wuwu, don't keep staring at me like that..."

Faced with this blatant teasing, Danilova's face turned red all of a sudden.

Before Hannah could continue speaking, the girl ran away as if her life depended on it, running towards the misty bubble pool not far away. In her opinion, at least in this bathroom, staying with Aileen, who looked like a child, should be the safest, right?

However...

"Ah, so you're like this, Danilova..."

"Sister Luna, help me..."

"Aileen, she should be on Hannah's side now, right?"

"Eeeh, eeeh eeeh—"

In this way, in the happy noises of the girls, time quietly slipped towards the next day.

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Guguya! Big chapter! Always feel like, this kind of plot, is strangely easy to write... Hopefully it won't be banned...