After Quidditch practice, the three of them went to the Room of Requirement to do that damn experiment, which caused them to miss their meal in the evening and had to go to the kitchen to eat!
Of course, all of the above are excuses that a few people come up with for themselves.
Went to the hall for dinner in the evening. There was indeed very little food left, so Albert discussed with Fred and others and decided to sneak into the kitchen to eat.
After all, the food in the kitchen will be hot, and there will be enthusiastic house elves to entertain them.
"What are you thinking about?" Fred's mouth was stuffed with fried potato pieces, and he expressed doubts and confusion to Albert, who was holding a knife and fork in mid-air and was deep in thought.
"It's okay, if I want the house elf to make some potato and egg pancakes again?" Albert couldn't help but laugh at himself as he ate a piece of fried potatoes.
"What kind of food is that, Mr. Anderson?" a house elf couldn't help but ask.
"Pancakes are a very simple food, Carla." Albert smiled and told the house elf the recipe, "You can try cutting the potatoes into cubes and boiling them until they are pureed, and then add eggs, flour, and
Mix other seasonings well, then add a little oil to the pan, put the batter into the pan, and fry until both sides are golden brown."
"If Mr. Anderson likes to eat, Carla can try it!" the house elf bowed to Albert excitedly.
"Thank you, Kara." Albert encouraged again: "I believe you can do it."
"Are your so-called potato and egg pancakes delicious?" Lee Jordan couldn't help but ask. After eating his piece of pumpkin pie, he didn't touch other food. He obviously wanted to taste it, Albert
Especially the taste of potato and egg pancakes.
They all still remember that the last time Albert asked the house elves to make scrambled eggs with onions, it was really delicious.
After a while, the house elf served fried potato and egg pancakes.
"You can put some blueberry sauce on it, or your favorite sauce." Albert began to put some sauce on the potato and egg pancakes, took a bite, and felt the familiar taste of potato and egg pancakes.
"It's delicious." He said softly.
Whether it was Kara or the other house elves, their faces were filled with smiles.
Albert cut his potato and egg pancake in half, put it on another plate, and handed it to Kara, "Here, you guys can try the food you made too."
"Give some of my share to you." Lee Jordan cut his share in half, put it on the plate, and said to the house elf with a smile.
"You can't eat anymore!" Fred couldn't help rolling his eyes at Lee Jordan. His mouth was filled with potato and egg pancakes, which tasted really good.
"It's... it's... great. Thank you, Mr. Anderson, and this gentleman." Kara's hands holding the plate were trembling slightly. At this moment, not only Kara, but also several house elves next to her
They were all moved and speechless.
"This gentleman?" Fred wanted to laugh a little.
"If it were you, it would be that gentleman." Lee Jordan glanced at Fred and George and said angrily.
"Ahem, I didn't expect Albert to actually study food." George coughed slightly and changed the subject. Although they knew about it last time, they were still very surprised to see it with their own eyes.
After dinner, after being respectfully sent out of the kitchen by the house elf, Albert suddenly said to the people around him: "Do you think it would be appropriate if I gave Kara some yarn balls as a Christmas gift?"
"Why do you suddenly have such an idea?" Fred frowned slightly. There is almost no such precedent in the magical world.
"They can knit something by themselves. House elves are very good at housework, aren't they?" Albert thought for a while and continued: "Of course, I know that the master cannot give the house elves clothes, otherwise it means freedom, but it does not mean
, the house elf cannot get himself anything else, after all, it is not the clothes given by the master."
"Although you are right, I need to remind you." George warned. "Don't mess up the minds of the house elves. That will make them not want to cook, and then we will all be hungry!"
"You seem to have plans for house elves?" Lee Jordan said suddenly.
"Why do you say that?" Albert asked.
"Intuition." Lee Jordan said without thinking.
"Well, there is indeed something going on." Albert admitted that he had an intention very simply, "After I graduate, I plan to see if I can kidnap a house elf from Hogwarts and let him serve me.
"
The three of them all looked at Albert dumbfounded.
"I can spend some Galleons, and with the consent of the house elf, I think Dumbledore will not refuse." Albert added: "You also know that it is impossible for ordinary wizard families to have
House elves, they are good helpers and very loyal. Having them as helpers can save a lot of time."
"Your idea is really shocking." Fred said with a facepalm, "However, I need to remind you that most house elves only serve one family in their lives."
"Of course, there may be exceptions, right?" Albert didn't care too much about these things. After thinking about it, he changed the topic, "Tomorrow is Halloween, and we will go to Hogsmeade together next week. Well, look.
Let's see if we can find a black market merchant. I heard from Hagrid that there is a shop in Hogsmeade called the Pig's Head Tavern. We also need to find time to go into the woods to look for jumping toadstools. Well, we also need to go to the library to find out about jumping toadstools.
way of handling.”
"Aren't we going to raid Old Bat's private medicinal warehouse?" George asked in confusion.
"Do you dare to make the raw materials obtained from Old Bat into potions and sell them?" Albert looked at George with an idiot's eyes: "If we successfully configure it and sell it, Old Bat will soon
Realizing that we did it, if the old bat is to target us, we still have to peel off the skin. You probably don’t want to be targeted by him, right? Moreover, what if there are no private medicinal materials in the warehouse? Leave yourself a backup plan.
,"
"I don't want to." The three of them shook their heads in unison. If they were targeted by Snape, there would be nothing good to gain.
"Then we're not going?" Fred asked.
"Of course I want to go, but I will do it myself!" Albert explained casually, "I have mastered the art of Occlumency. Even an old bat can't easily see through my thoughts, but you can't. You haven't learned Occlumency.
You are so skilled that you cannot lie in front of the old bat. Therefore, the best way is that this matter was not done by you."
The three of them looked at each other, unable to understand Albert's thoughts.
Old Bat would definitely not use Legilimency on students out of anger, especially if he used it openly. In the past, he would only use Legilimency to do some boring things, such as to judge whether a certain student was lying.
However, since you did not take it, the answer he got from you is naturally no, and you did not take it because you were just an accomplice.