Back at Hogwarts, before parting ways, Albus Dumbledore said kindly to Adelaide, "Adelaide, the fact that you can produce such thoughts and questions shows that deep within your heart, you have a keen perception of right and wrong, good and evil. This is very precious."
"However, you chose the wrong person to confide in. Your Great-Granduncle's moral concepts differ from those of ordinary people by a billion points; I'm afraid he is unlikely to give you correct guidance."
Dumbledore patted Adelaide on the shoulder and continued to advise, "Next time you have questions about morality, don't ask your Great-Granduncle. You can come directly to me."
Who said asking Gellert Grindelwald about moral issues was asking the wrong person?
She had asked exactly the right person!
As the saying goes: whenever you feel ashamed, just think of those whose behavior is even worse.
The heavy sense of guilt Adelaide felt toward Cho Chang had dissipated quite a bit since her conversation with her Great-Granduncle, and she had become much more cheerful as a result.
Her moral standards were infinitely higher than those of her Great-Granduncle. Besides, that guy was a centenarian and still practiced double standards; he was being kept firmly under Dumbledore's thumb, so it seemed his life would just stay this way.
Her mind was racing with thoughts, but on the surface, Adelaide just nodded obediently and responded softly, "Okay, Mr. Dumbledore, thank you for your concern and guidance."
After bidding farewell to Dumbledore, Adelaide hurried toward Ravenclaw Tower. She was eager to make use of the space inside the ring.
It was currently around three o'clock on Sunday afternoon. Most Ravenclaw students were in the Library looking up information or buried in their books in the common room, diligently completing various assignments given by the teachers. There were no other students in the dormitory.
Adelaide gently pushed open the slightly old dormitory door, the hinges making a faint creaking sound. She stepped into the room and closed the door behind her, and the entire space instantly became quiet.
She walked quickly to the bedside, bent down, and skillfully flipped open the trunk under the bed. Inside were various seeds and planting tools she had previously asked a senior to help her purchase, neatly arranged.
Adelaide straightened up and sat on the edge of the bed. She reached into her pocket and pulled out the ruby ring. As she gently stroked the surface of the ring, a strange light flashed, and her figure instantly vanished from the spot.
When she reappeared, Adelaide was already inside the Icelandic Barrier.
Everything before her eyes was still so familiar—that small and cozy log cabin stood there quietly, surrounded by a stretch of open land.
Adelaide stepped toward the log cabin. She first went back to her room, opened a drawer, and took out the carefully preserved magic beans seeds, then placed the ruby ring into the drawer.
Then she turned and went to the kitchen to turn on the tap. Clear water gurgled into the kettle—she didn't know how Gellert had managed it, but the log cabin actually had running water.
After filling it with water, Adelaide held the heavy kettle in one hand and a sharp hoe in the other. She walked out of the cabin to the uncultivated wasteland in front of the house.
The sunlight spilled over her, reflecting her determined face and focused expression.
She raised the hoe high and swung it forcefully into the ground, digging into the hard soil over and over again. Fine beads of sweat gradually seeped from her forehead.
After some effort, she finally cleared a piece of land of a suitable size.
Adelaide wiped the sweat from her forehead and took a short rest, then began to carefully plan the planting area for each type of plant.
She scattered the magic beans evenly in one spot, then carefully buried the seeds of the bubotuber, venomous tentacula, and snargaluff, making sure to keep an appropriate distance between them so they wouldn't interfere with each other's growth.
After completing the sowing, Adelaide picked up the kettle and carefully poured an appropriate amount of water onto the soil near each seed.
The clear water moistened the dry earth, as if injecting life and vitality into these tiny lives.
She worked tirelessly, and before she knew it, night had fallen. Stars twinkled in the sky, and nearly 10 hours had passed.
Adelaide finally finished all the work. At this moment, she was covered in mud and her clothes were soaked with sweat, but her heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.
Looking at this land full of hope, she showed a satisfied smile. These were all her future combat power; what she planted were seeds, but what would grow were plant warriors capable of protecting her from the cockroach horcrux.
Before long, 'Plants vs. Death Eaters' would be played out in the Wizarding World.
Adelaide dragged her exhausted body out of the Icelandic Barrier and returned to her dormitory at Hogwarts.
In their year's Ravenclaw House, the number of girls was pitifully small, only four in total. Their dormitory layout was also very simple and clear, with four beds lined up in a row.
When she first started school, Adelaide chose the bed on the innermost side, and right next to her was Cho Chang.
So when Adelaide suddenly appeared in the room without any warning, the only thing that broke the silence was Cho Chang's short, sharp gasp.
"Merlin's beard—"
Cho Chang realized almost instantly that her voice was too loud and could very likely wake the other two roommates who were sound asleep behind her.
She reacted quickly, covering her mouth tightly with her hand, and hurriedly turned her head to check the situation behind her—thank goodness! Those two roommates were still immersed in sweet dreams, undisturbed by her exclamation just now.
Adelaide raised her eyebrows at the sight, her mind secretly pondering.
She had calculated her return time to the dormitory, and the previous times had been fine. Why was Cho Chang not asleep today of all days?
One must know that Cho Chang had always been a person with an extremely regular schedule, a model of a standard good student.
She got up punctually before seven every morning and was definitely in bed and asleep before eleven at night.
But now, seeing as it was almost past midnight, she was actually still awake with a dim night light on, focused on flipping through a book in her hands.
Could it be... she was waiting here specifically for her return?
Facing Adelaide's searching gaze, Cho Chang's cheeks involuntarily flushed with a slight blush.
Like a startled deer, she quickly shifted her gaze elsewhere, while explaining in a low, stumbling, and stiff tone, "That... I played too much this afternoon, so much so that I forgot I still had study tasks to finish... I have to seize the time now to preview tomorrow's lessons."
That was a lie.
Adelaide still remembered that when she first entered the common room this afternoon, she had seen Cho Chang at a glance, sitting by the window and buried in her studies along with the overachievers.
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