Tom Riddle (in his remnant soul state) had escaped.
Perhaps this was the only slightly regrettable thing this semester. Dumbledore and Grindelwald had to eat an extra egg and drink half a cup more milk every morning to alleviate the unspeakable melancholy and faint worry in their hearts.
However, for Eileen, this was not a particularly important matter.
Although she didn't have the blood protection magic like Harry Potter, as the favored heiress of fate, the Goblin Queen of Gringotts Wizarding Bank, and the third-generation Dark Lord (in her young form), she didn't need to be as apprehensive as other wizards who had offended Voldemort, constantly guarding against revenge from Voldemort or the Death Eaters.
In fact, since that brief encounter in the Forbidden Forest, the scariness of this castle, in Voldemort's (humble, dirt-eating, noseless, food-snatching old geezer's) eyes, had at least doubled.
As long as Voldemort retained a shred of sanity, he wouldn't actively approach Hogwarts again.
On the other hand, with the Hogwarts Freshman Representative Team winning the Quidditch Cup, Slytherin's attitude didn't become as extremely malicious as Eileen had imagined, but instead exhibited a kind of...
Well... a rather peculiar state...
"Eileen, are you thirsty? I'll have the house-elves send over a few jugs of iced drinks right away!"
"Eileen, remember that big green fish you saw yesterday? I caught it!"
"Eileen, these are egg tarts fresh from the kitchen..."
"Eileen,..."
"Um, thanks—that, send the fish directly to the kitchen, have them make fish and chips!"
Eileen sat on the soft armchair in the Slytherin common room, flipping through the textbooks in front of her, while accepting the egg tart handed over next to her and placing it on the tea tray to her right, looking at the students crowded around her with slight helplessness.
Although the process was slightly different from what she had imagined, overall, the result was good.
Glancing at the older Slytherin students not far away who were helping her look up information for the upcoming exams, Eileen took a sip of her iced watermelon juice, squinted her eyes contentedly, and couldn't help but recall a few days ago.
…………
A few days ago.
On the night of the Quidditch match.
To prevent Malfoy, Goyle, and Crabbe from being bullied for defeating the Slytherin team, Eileen specially changed into her Slytherin robes and accompanied the three back to the Slytherin common room, ready to suppress any possible riots.
However...
"ruA, ruA, ruA, good! Wands ready... huh?!"
When Eileen, holding her wand high and with a solemn expression, passed through the stone wall of the Slytherin common room, ready to activate the Deathly Hallows amulet on her chest to deal with any possible attacks, a thunderous applause erupted inside.
The Slytherin students seemed to have gathered in the common room, waiting for her and Draco Malfoy and the others to return. Magical ribbons fluttered at the door, and silver and gold magical confetti exploded on the ceiling of the common room.
"Fantastic!" Timo Rosier clapped his hands vigorously. "What an amazing match! An absolutely perfect Quidditch performance! Two teams representing the new and old Slytherin spirit met in the final. For the first time in history, only Slytherin was on the Quidditch final field! This is so exhilarating!"
"An unprecedented victory!"
A senior girl with a prefect badge pinned to her chest waved her fist forcefully, looked at the silver and green Slytherin robes on Eileen and the others, and turned her head excitedly to the girls around her and said loudly.
"Look! Four Slytherins swept across Hogwarts! I see the rise of a dynasty!"
"Well done! You can choose any position you want for the chaser or seeker next year!"
Marcus Flint also walked over, the gloomy look on his face replaced with a smile, and patted Draco Malfoy, who was still a little dazed, hard on the back, his eyes filled with excitement and admiration.
On the other side, Beater Boles and Derrick also squeezed to the front, warmly putting their arms around Goyle and Crabbe's shoulders, marveling at the awesomeness of the younger generation, admitting defeat wholeheartedly, while praising their wonderful performances in the match.
Draco Malfoy's originally pale and nervous face instantly turned red, and he looked at the crowded and noisy Slytherin common room in a fluster. He saw many older girls and girls in his year winking and waving at him, and those older students who used to treat him coldly were now smiling and patting him on the shoulder.
As for Goyle and Crabbe, they stood awkwardly on the spot, without the momentum they had when they first entered, ready to go all out.
Of course, the central figure at this time was obviously not the three shy little boys.
As the Queen of the Sky·Eileen, who had almost single-handedly defeated the other three houses and successfully shut out the Slytherin team in the final, she could be said to be the most dazzling presence in the entire Slytherin common room.
However, Her Majesty the Queen was actually a little confused at this time.
"Wait, wait! Let me sort out the logic..."
Eileen put down the wand in her hand, rubbed her forehead, and tried to sort out her thoughts from the surrounding chaotic and noisy praises.
"There are three Slytherin students on the freshman representative team, so the final is actually a Slytherin civil war, and the other three houses are absent from the final for the first time in history... and then we achieved a crushing victory in the final... representing the rise of the Slytherin dynasty..."
"No, it's four Slytherins!" Marcus Flint corrected seriously.
emmmmm……
Well, in a sense, there seems to be nothing wrong...
This way of thinking is indeed very Slytherin, if you can't beat them, join them, if you can't join them, surrender in advance...
Looking at the Slytherin team captain whose name suddenly turned green, Eileen looked down at the silver-green Slytherin house emblem on her chest, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch. She knew she shouldn't have turned on the Buff in advance.
Before Eileen could be frustrated and disappointed that she couldn't successfully get along with her classmates as her priest father had told her when school started, Pansy Parkinson took the initiative to walk over and tugged on Eileen's sleeve, pointing to the inside of the room.
"Big sister, everyone has prepared a buffet specially to celebrate your victory."
"Huh? There's a buffet?!"
Eileen's eyes lit up, and she looked in the direction Pansy was pointing, only to find that the monotonous and cold hall of the Slytherin common room seemed to have been simply decorated and arranged into a delicate European-style buffet.
Three long tables usually used for dining were arranged one after the other behind the crowd, all covered with clean white tablecloths.
Various pies, sandwiches, grilled sausages, and fried fish were placed on beautiful silver plates. Brightly colored and fragrant cakes and desserts were piled on large platters, and seven or eight kinds of cut fruits and cheese cups were placed on the side.
And on the table in the very center was a beautiful cake in the shape of silver wings, with the words "Hogwarts Moonlight Representative Team" outlined in golden frosting on the front of the cake, and a delicate and cute golden snitch pattern.
Eileen only glanced at it roughly and nodded with satisfaction.
It has to be said that although Slytherin's tastes have undergone some wonderful changes this year, they still have considerable standards and vision in preparing traditional buffets, which are indeed more exquisite than the undiscriminating lions.
As the head chef of Hogwarts, she could easily see that the quantity and type of food placed on the table had been slightly adjusted.
"Foie gras mini sandwiches, smoked salmon mini sandwiches, black pepper beef mini sandwiches, sliced vanilla duck breast, Provencal-style omelets, cheese curry chicken breast... the main course is exquisite, not bad..."
"In addition, there are smoked chicken breast mini bagels, corn tortilla chips with avocado sauce, pepper mackerel puff pastry, cocktail shrimp cups, garlic cheese grilled shrimp, sweet almond nut cheese crackers, scallion broccoli almond tarts, black pepper mashed potatoes... not bad..."
The expression on Eileen's face became more and more satisfied. Obviously, this was not a simple and sloppy mixed-up midnight snack.
You know, although the Hogwarts kitchen can cook these dishes, the house-elves don't have much experience in buffet arrangement and dish selection. Most of these come from the family education of Slytherin students.
As for the most important desserts, salads, and soups, there would naturally be no omissions.
"Rich chocolate cake, tropical fruit platter, tiramisu, fragrant chestnut puree, blueberry cheesecake, mango mousse cake, onion mushroom salad, coriander aloe salad, avocado salmon salad, tuna crab stick baguette salad..."
"Traditional Italian soup, potato carrot lobster soup, broccoli scallop soup, cream of mushroom soup, tomato oxtail soup, French purple potato cream soup, onion pumpkin corn soup... it is impeccable and quite rich..."
Without a doubt, Slytherin is a historic and cunning house.
Faced with such a group of lovely people, even without these foods, Eileen had long made up her mind to save them from the shadow of the Voldemort era and turn them back into the noble, elegant, and shrewd Slytherin house they once were.
Eileen gently licked her lips, turned her head to look at the Slytherin little wizards behind her with excited and expectant faces, shrugged her shoulders rather helplessly, showed a charming and happy smile, and said with utmost seriousness.
"That's right! To celebrate our great victory, let's celebrate! I'll try it first to see if it's poisonous~"
As she spoke, Eileen took a small piece of vanilla chicken with a fork and looked at it carefully. The tender yellow chicken skin wrapped the chicken and showed amazing elasticity under the fork. A layer of transparent fat was retained between the chicken and the chicken skin, indicating that the chicken was roasted very tenderly.
She dipped it casually in the garlic chili sauce on the side of the table, and Eileen put the chicken in her mouth with a look of anticipation.
Feeling the richness and tenderness of the chicken, as well as the stimulation of the garlic chili sauce blooming on the tip of her tongue, the girl closed her eyes with a look of intoxication, and the fragrance of the vanilla roasted chicken gradually spread in her mouth, accompanied by the rich and full flavor of the chicken juice.
"Um~ ah~ It's so delicious... um, not poisonous!"
Eileen opened her eyes happily and smiled at the little wizards in front of her who were swallowing hard.
"What are you all waiting for? Hurry up and enjoy the food. It's late at night, it's not good to go to bed hungry!"

————
————

Gu Ya!
Warning!! Serious warning!!! The following are pictures, please do not open when hungry!
[Hint]: If you think this article is good, please recommend it to more friends! Sharing is also a kind of enjoyment.