Twelve and a half past one is the busiest time of the day in the Hogwarts kitchens.

The young wizards who had completed their morning classes gathered in the auditorium above the kitchen to enjoy the lunch they had been waiting for a morning. Lunch lasts only an hour, and after half an hour, they will return to their dormitories for a short rest before heading on to the afternoon classes in good spirits.

As always, the hard-working house-elves prepared nutritious and hearty food for the students.

Slices of bread, bread rolls, baked dough, mushrooms, grilled steak, steak kidney pudding, mashed meat pies, vegetable meat scones, smoked bacon, grilled sausages, mashed potatoes, beef smorgasbord......

Undoubtedly, just like Hogwarts Castle, these timeless classics are still on the table today—the starch in bread and potatoes, and the abundant protein in meat, enough to meet all the nutritional needs of young wizards in their growing years.

In order to ensure that nearly 1,000 students can eat steaming food, the house-elves in the Hogwarts kitchen are under considerable pressure every day. Not only do they have to make sure that new foods are filled in the gaps on the plate just right before each dish is consumed, but they also need to change the order in which the various foods are presented according to the schedule to keep the whole meal running smoothly.

Today's Hogwarts kitchens, however, seem to be experiencing some new troubles.

"It's, it's so disappointing. ”

Elena stood in the kitchen doorway, frowning and shaking her head.

She had expected that after the change in the morning, the house-elves would make some surprising attempts at the following lunch. However, it turns out that today's lunch is back to the boring way of cooking.

And more crucially, Elena saw something in the kitchen that made her particularly angry.

On a table in the corner of the kitchen, a large amount of food was piled up from the table, most of which had only a few bites, or more than half left—there was no doubt that the wasteful tradition of the buffet was on full display in Hogwarts, which had restored its dining specifications.

Before Dumbledore could react, Elena looked around the kitchen, waved her hand, and said in a cold tone.

"Mr. Burleigh, turn off the fire and let everyone stop what they are doing. ”

"But...... It's not over yet. ”

Burleigh, the house-elf, glanced at the old man standing behind Elena and whispered a reluctant explanation.

"I, said. Shut down! Stop!"

Elena frowned, raised her voice, and repeated word by word.

The girl's blue eyes stared at the bitter-faced house-elf in front of her, and she slashed her wrist sideways into the air like a sharp kitchen knife.

"Miss Kaslana, if you disturb the kitchen any longer, perhaps I will need to take you out of the kitchen. ”

Dumbledore, who finally realized what was happening, coughed lightly, raised his eyebrows, and said with a serious face.

"You know, this is not a place where you can trick or treat, there are nearly a thousand students waiting for ......"

Albus Dumbledore's original idea was to get some food back to the infirmary, but the unexpected situation was beyond his expectations - fortunately, the Hogwarts kitchen would not listen at least......

"That's it, turn off the kitchen, I don't want to repeat it for a fourth time!"

Ignoring Dumbledore's words, Elena glanced at the elves in the kitchen and growled milkily.

“......”

"Yes, Chef. ”

"Yes, chef. ”

"Got it......"

Faced with the white-haired dumplings in a state of rage, the house-elves glanced at each other and stopped their work one after another.

"Good. ”

Elena's face looked a little better, and she nodded, glancing at Dumbledore behind her.

"So, I'm going to explain to you now why you want to turn off the kitchen-".

As she spoke, Elena raised her hand and pointed to the wreckage piled up in a corner of the kitchen, "Keep your eyes open and take a good look at the wasted food, I have no doubt that even a doubling of the number of Hogwarts will be enough." Simply unforgivable!"

Wasting food, in Elena's opinion, there may be no greater sin in this world.

Not to mention the obsession from the depths of her soul in her previous life, over the years, in order to find a way to feed a child in an orphanage, Elena's search and development of peripheral food has almost reached an extreme.

Whether it's a round-faced fat chicken passing by, or a sturdy lake fish, a slimy snail, or a pig offal abandoned at the slaughterhouse, a mixture of bran and wheat germ coarse bread, or purslane that even pigs don't like to eat...... As long as she can eat enough food, she and the children in the orphanage will not refuse to come.

Following Elena's fingers, Dumbledore's eyes shrank slightly as he looked at the mountain-high pile of "leftovers".

"These ...... Is it all the students who haven't finished eating the food that has been removed? Every day?!"

The old wizard asked with a furrowed brow and a look of disbelief.

"Ha, Albus, you're finished. This little guy hates this scene the most. ”

Grindelwald gloated and whistled, leaning against the door frame with his arms folded.

When he was at Newmondard Castle before, Grindelwald had already seen Elena's use of ingredients and obsession. So much so that Grindelwald had to eat food exceptionally clean every day, otherwise he would be nagged all day long - of course, with Elena's cooking skills, waste is actually a difficult thing to do.

However, at this time, Dumbledore was obviously in no mood to pay attention to Grindelwald's ridicule.

Dumbledore looked silently at the cluttered pile of "hills" piled up in the corners, and his face gradually began to look ugly.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was far more wasteful than Dumbledore had anticipated.

Bread with the crust off the edges, steak that spits out after a few bites, dough with the filling removed, grilled sausage with only half of it left, mashed potatoes that seem to have only moved two or three spoonfuls...... For the first time in his life, he intuitively felt what a terrible waste was going on every day in this school of nearly 1,000 people.

After all, no one had ever visited a Hogwarts kitchen at mealtime before that. - Even Dumbledore, who had lived in the castle for most of his life, would never be bored enough to know what was left in the kitchen every day.

"Actually, today is a little bit less than usual. ”

The house-elf Burleigh shrank his head, and his fingers gestured slightly in the air, "The appetite of all the little masters at noon today seems to be quite good, so it is relatively ......"

As if feeling the stagnation of the atmosphere, a house-elf standing behind Burleigh stepped forward, twisted the napkin on his body, looked at the iron-faced Dumbledore, and stammered in add.

"Mr. Deng, Mr. Dumbledore...... And rest assured, the food won't be completely lost, and everyone in the Hogwarts kitchen will try to eat it all as much as possible. ”

"I see. ”

Dumbledore took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples, "Elena, the kitchen is handed over to you, I'll rest first...... We'll talk about the rest later. ”

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