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"This is... Hogwarts?"

Hermione looked at the birthday cake in front of her with a surprised expression, her face full of joy and disbelief.

"Of course, to ensure accuracy, I flew around the castle several times to get it right."

Ailiana nodded seriously, looking at the castle cake she had personally crafted, her eyes filled with smugness.

Perhaps in the eyes of non-magical pastry chefs, creating a castle-shaped birthday cake, especially one as structurally complex as Hogwarts, could be considered a particularly daunting task.

However, for Ailiana, as long as the basic structure of the material isn't changed, using the Transfiguration Charm to perform basic form reconstruction isn't particularly difficult. The convenience of magic is quite evident in this area of daily life.

Whether it's transforming a packaging box into blooming paper flowers or shaping a cream cake into Hogwarts Castle, it's essentially no different from playing with plasticine – just practice a few more times, master the details, and you can release it proficiently.

"Come on, let's put the candles on, and then you make a wish..."

Ailiana said with a smile, taking a handful of candles from the house-elf, Burly, and carefully inserting them around the edge of the "castle cake". Since it's a birthday, naturally every step is essential.

Luna Lovegood, sitting next to her, also raised her magical camera, constantly adjusting the angle and composition, wanting to help record this heartwarming moment. Hannah, meanwhile, clapped her hands and hummed a strange-rhythmic birthday song.

However, just as Ailiana took out a lighter from her pocket, had just lit all the candles, and was about to say something, a loud roar suddenly came from the depths of the library, the thunderous sound making the air tremble slightly.

"No eating in the library! Good heavens, what are you doing?! You're trying to start a fire?!"

Madam Pince, the librarian, roared loudly, waving her feather duster, sprinting towards the four of them at a hundred-meter pace, her expression particularly terrifying.

"Out! Out! Do you want to burn down Hogwarts?! You lot, all of you will get detention!"

Watching the approaching terrifying librarian, Ailiana's expression was first stunned, then she reacted quickly, stuck out her tongue, picked up the cake, and moved it in front of Hermione, who was still a little dazed, and said quickly.

"Ah! Oh no, blow out the candles quickly, and then, run! Run while making a wish, it's said to be more effective."

"Hannah, remember to bring all the gifts. Luna, don't forget to take pictures!"

"Eh?!"

Hermione subconsciously blew out the flickering candlelight in front of her, and then Ailiana hooked her arm and ran towards the library exit… A faint sense of ominous strange dissonance flashed in her mind, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.

Behind the two of them, Luna clumsily held her beloved camera, pressing the shutter while trotting along behind them not far away. Further behind was Hannah Abbott, her arms full of gifts and books.

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A few minutes later, outside the Hogwarts library.

Madam Pince stood with her hands on her hips, the magical torches on the wall stretched her shadow out long, like a terrible dark lord. In front of her, was a row of little girls standing obediently in a line, like little chicks.

Without a doubt, Ailiana and the others' escape plan had failed.

To be precise, in addition to eating and starting a fire, there was even an additional charge – trespassing in the Restricted Section.

After all, in Hogwarts Castle, where Apparition is impossible, wandering around the complex library with a lost cause, the result was almost predetermined from the start.

"Alright, I won't pursue the matter of the Restricted Section."

Madam Pince, the librarian, looked at the four little witches in front of her with a stern expression and sighed.

After a brief inquiry, she had roughly figured out the whole story, including why they were celebrating a birthday in the library, and why they ran towards the Restricted Section instead of the direction of the door when they escaped.

Madam Pince had some fondness for these four girls, after all, she rarely saw any new students like these children, who spent all day in the library shortly after the start of the semester, flipping through those boring and tedious histories.

If Madam Pince remembered correctly, in just the past two weeks, the books that these children had read and looked at were already quite impressive. Each book was a thick and heavy volume, and if they were all stacked together, they might be taller than all of them combined.

"As for this time using an open flame in the library, and bringing the cake in."

Madam Pince paused for a moment, glanced thoughtfully at the anxious little ones in front of her, and snorted softly.

"As punishment, the four of you must take at least half a day on the weekend to help organize and place books in the library – alright, now you can take your cake and go, don't do it again."

"Eh? Just like that?"

Ailiana and the others looked at each other, and at the same time saw surprise in each other's eyes.

You know, in recent days, they had seen more than once poor little wizards being chased from the tables to the door of the library by Madam Pince waving a feather duster, and in the end had to copy thick school rules as punishment.

"What, do you have any objections?"

Looking at the little girls who were standing still, Madam Pince raised her eyebrows amusingly, the feather duster that made countless little wizards tremble in fear swayed in her hand – the friendship between these children could be said to be the most precious treasure in the school, and Madam Pince was unwilling to play a villain in this beautiful memory.

"No, no, thank you, Madam Pince."

Ailiana said quickly, pulling her wings beside her and quickly leaving the library.

However, this time, the task of leading the way was naturally handed over to Hannah and Hermione. As for the destination, it was naturally the Gryffindor common room on the eighth floor of the castle.

You know, tonight, in addition to celebrating Hermione's birthday, there was another important task: to persuade the Weasley twins to join the Hogwarts section of *The Quibbler*, and introduce the secrets of this charming castle to all readers along with Argus Filch.

As for whether the two brothers would agree, Ailiana wasn't worried at all.

After all, according to the placement logic Ailiana had previously set, *The Quibbler* would be attached to the placement channels of all mainstream magazines, and would be fully distributed throughout the magical world. Mrs. Weasley, a loyal reader of *The Daily Prophet*, would naturally be able to see the free *The Quibbler*.

Not to mention hobbies, and the generous Galleon remuneration as a reward, even if they took a step back, as long as they didn't want to be on Filch's monthly *The Quibbler* "public execution list" and then receive a red letter from their mother every month, then joining this organization was undoubtedly the wisest choice.

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