HP: Chaos Sorceress of Hogwarts

Elena, standing at the door, could just see the LOGO on the side of the piano: STEINWAY & SONS (Steinway Piano). Logically speaking, at this time, it would only be seen in Germany and the United States. One of the finest pianos.

And each handcrafted Steinway piano, for most piano enthusiasts, is no less appealing than drugs to addicts. From Tokyo to New York, Steinway grand pianos are used in all major international concert halls.

Elena couldn't help but play some fictional pieces in the air. In her previous life, she was in the finance industry. The usual way to relieve stress was to play the piano. However, she was often miles away from a million-dollar Steinway grand piano and could only listen to the music from afar.

She fell silent for a moment, and Elena suddenly remembered that if she was going to leave Hogwarts forever, there was still something very memorable that she hadn't done.

"May I play a piece of music on this piano? Then take me to see Professor Dumbledore."

The girl turned and looked at the house-elf Burleigh behind her and asked.

"I don't think there's any problem, madam," replied Burley, elegantly bowing and raising his arm to lead towards the piano. "Professor Dumbledore told you that you can freely visit most of the public areas of the school, including playing and using."

"Then... thank you."

Elena nodded, instead of sitting directly in front of the piano, she walked first to the open window, looking through it, the gleaming lake of Hogwarts, the picturesque castle tower, the ivy-covered lake walkway... Her face showed a smile of innocent satisfaction, even Burley couldn't help but be lost for a few seconds under that bright smile.

Opening the cover, with her hips on the third leather stool of the sofa, Elena straightened up, placed her feet near the pedals, took a deep breath, her tender white fingers like chives smoothly slid across the black and white keys, the cold sound of steel resonating on the icy surface of the piano.

Finally at Hogwarts, if there wasn't the classic "Hedwig's Theme," it really felt like something was missing.

After all, wouldn't it be more appropriate to use the main song from the entire series of Harry Potter films for seventeen years as the end of her day at Hogwarts.

"Hedwig's Theme" is not a difficult piece. After tackling it and overcoming it, Elena, who had never played the piano, thought she wouldn't be able to complete the difficult music that followed.

However, with the movement of her fingers, the castle seemed to produce a magical power to support her to keep playing, so that in the second half of the song, Elena even closed her eyes directly, her hands accompanied by a rhythmic fluency skipping over the black and white keys of the piano.

A total of five and a half minutes, performed flawlessly, she felt as if she had turned into a bird, flying over the tranquil lake, passing through the ivy-covered stone wall, flying over the tower of Hogwarts, the grass, amongst the squares.

As the last sound of the key faded into the air, Elena exhaled, feeling it was the most perfect performance of her life.

She hadn't expected to carefully recall the melody still floating in her ears, when a soft applause sounded behind her.

"A highly imaginative piece of music, it seems like I see sparks bursting from the potion jar."

Elena stood up in a panic as if she had awoken from a great dream. The stool slid against the wooden floor.

Behind her, an old man reading . An old man dressed in a blue wizard's robe, tall and thin, with a long silver beard and bright blue eyes, didn't know when he appeared at the classroom door, applauding with admiration.

"What is the name of this song?"

Albus Dumbledore asked curiously, not knowing why, as he listened to the song, suddenly he had a wonderful feeling: the girl in front of him, she had been born for Hogwarts.

""Variations of Hedwig" ("Hedwig's Theme"), a song where dreams and miracles begin. Thank you for your piano, Professor Dumbledore."

"Oh. To be precise, I'm not good at the piano. I'm just temporarily taking care of it for a friend," Dumbledore blinked flexibly, his half-moon-shaped glasses showing a mischievous look, "If you want, you can come here to play at any time, and I promise to keep your secret."

Elena stood up, at the back of the piano lid, there was a figure that looked like a triangular eye, and in the center of the iris there was a vertical line, she already knew that when she saw this pattern, who the true owner of this piano was.

Looking around reluctantly, Elena showed a relieved smile, it was time to say goodbye.

She gazed quietly at the world's greatest white wizard, shook her head, and softly said, "I'm sorry."

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