By the time Dumbledore arrived in the kitchen, only the house elves were busy walking back and forth in the large room.
"Deng...Mr. Dumbledore! Oh my god, it's Albus? Mr. Dumbledore!"
As the old man walked into the kitchen, all the house elves stopped what they were doing and looked at the old wizard with white hair and silver beard at the door. They all touched their chests and curtsied, and whispered to each other uneasily.
As the principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Dumbledore can be said to be the human wizard that all elves are most familiar with and admire. However, most of the time, they are in the principal's office, or directly accept various work arrangements based on magical messages.
, it is very rare to come directly to the kitchen like this.
According to the experience of house elves, this situation usually means...
"Don't worry, I have no blame or dissatisfaction."
Dumbledore smiled warmly, and his eyes quickly scanned every corner of the kitchen, seemingly slowly but quickly.
In the messy kitchen aisle, several house elves were cleaning up the food residue that fell on the ground. From the appearance, it looked a bit like poultry skeletons and beef ribs, and the culprit that caused all this had long been missing.
It seems that I can ask two less questions. Dumbledore twitched the corners of his eyes and said in a gentle tone, "I just have a few questions and I need your help to answer them."
Even if he didn't catch him, in Dumbledore's mind, the only person who could do such a bold thing was probably the silver-haired questionable man who dared to secretly take the school and mortgage it before school started.
child.
But what makes Dumbledore more curious is that in his opinion, with Elena's current personal appeal, whether it is to persuade the house elves not to send any warning to the school teachers, or to encourage other first-year students to help "rob"
"The kitchen, to be honest, is somewhat lacking.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Dumbledore, it's all our fault! We're really not that bad! It's just a basic dish supply, and we didn't do the preparations well."
At this moment, the house elf closest to Dumbledore stood up excitedly and screamed, his face full of guilt and self-blame, and he rubbed the napkin vigorously with his slender knuckles.
"We were so stupid that we didn't even think of such an obvious reminder. The activities planned by the great Mr. Dumbledore would definitely not be that simple! We didn't set aside some ingredients and energy to reward students who break through the conventional way of thinking.
We specially set up Easter eggs..."
An Easter egg he designed? A very obvious reminder? A reward for thinking outside the box?
A flash of astonishment quickly flashed across Dumbledore's face.
In a daze, the face of the house elf in front of him vaguely overlapped with that of the goblin commissioner of Gringotts, and a bad feeling of deja vu slowly came to the old wizard's heart.
"...The main thing is, we didn't expect to need to prepare so much outside food." The house elf continued.
Dumbledore waved his hand indifferently and said easily, "But a group of children who have just turned eleven years old shouldn't be able to take much. In short, let's get the other dishes for the students in the auditorium as soon as possible."
Although there was probably no time to re-roast the limited-edition roast turkey for lunch today, there should be at least some food left, Dumbledore tried to think in a more optimistic direction.
As for Elena's matter, she can find time to educate her slowly later. After all, this was originally because of the imperfections in the rules he specified. What's more, she also flexibly quoted Ms. Ravenclaw's motto as a shield.
"Yes, fortunately Mr. Hagrid, who is the gamekeeper, is here, otherwise those children would definitely not be able to take it down."
Yes, luckily there is Hagrid...
Huh?! Hagrid!
Following the house elf's words, Dumbledore smiled and nodded. Suddenly his expression paused, and a strong sense of foreboding became clearer.
"Wait, the little devil took it away...oh no, what's left in the kitchen now?!"
"Are you talking about Miss Kaslana? Except for the salted meats sealed in the cellar, including grilled sausages, all cooked meats have been taken away." The house elf lowered his head respectfully, speaking truthfully.
replied.
Well!
Dumbledore felt his eyes suddenly darken, and his heart began to feel faintly painful again. This feeling was not unfamiliar to him. After all, this was the second time this year.
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At the same time, in the forest clearing outside Hogwarts Castle.
Dozens of white tablecloths used to cover the table were spread out on the ground. The little wizards who had just "ransacked" the kitchen gathered together in groups of five or six like a picnic - because of physical problems, Hagrid was alone
Occupied a "picnic cloth".
The center of each tablecloth is piled with various foods: mince pies, grilled sausages, French fries, grilled chicken legs, potato chips, cooked cabbage, and of course Yorkshire puddings, grape tarts, fruit cakes and other small items.
We also brought a lot of desserts. (At Elena’s suggestion, the little wizards ate food that was not easy to carry, such as roasted turkey and fried steak, directly in the kitchen.)
"Is there really no problem? I always feel a little uneasy..."
Hermione held a mince pie in both hands, biting it in small bites while muttering softly.
Although so far, the entire process has gone extremely smoothly, and most of the situations are consistent with Elena's statement. However, she still discovered some strange doubts.
For example, Elena expressed an almost inhumane behavior in some situations. When she announced that all the freshmen should leave the kitchen, she even did not hesitate to use a little violence to force the gluttonous freshmen to move - although
Elena's explanation for this was: in order not to delay the house elves in preparing food for the next group of students.
For example, it was clearly an "Easter egg" set up by Dumbledore to reward everyone, but Professor Dumbledore did not appear in front of the little wizards to express congratulations and praise during the entire process.
"You have to concentrate on eating without any distractions. Come and try this, it tastes pretty good."
Elena patted little Hermione on the shoulder with a relaxed face, picked up a grilled sausage that was browned and oily, and put it in front of the girl.
"Well, thank you."
Hermione, who had neither hands free, opened her mouth obediently, took a bite of the sausage, and said vaguely, "But since it is an Easter egg, why haven't you seen Professor Dumbledore? Isn't this illogical?"
"Okay, don't think about it so much. You just don't know much about Professor Dumbledore's character. He is not the kind of politician who will make long speeches when everyone is hungry. He will not make long speeches when everyone is eating.
disturb……"
At this moment, in the distance in the direction of Hogwarts Castle, the "broadcast" that had appeared before rang again. However, this time, Dumbledore's voice was not so gentle, as if it was a machine without temperature.
The sound is the same.
"Urgent notice, urgent notice."
"Elena Kaslana, first year of Hufflepuff House, come to the principal's office immediately!"
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