By the time Dumbledore arrived in the kitchen, the large room was filled with only the busy house-elves.

Deng ...... Mr. Dumbledore, my God, it's Mr. Albus Dumbledore!"

As the old man walked into the kitchen, all the house-elves stopped what they were doing, and looked at the white-haired and silver-bearded old wizard by the doorway, and they all curtsy, and whispered to each other with some uneasiness.

As the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Dumbledore is arguably the most familiar and admired human wizard of all the elves. Most of the time, though, they're in the headmaster's office, or they're just going to be in the kitchen based on magical messages, and it's very rare to get straight into the kitchen like that.

And according to the experience of house-elves, this usually means ......

"Rest assured, I have nothing to blame and dissatisfaction with. ”

Dumbledore smiled kindly, his gaze scanning the kitchen at a swift pace.

In a messy kitchen hallway, a few house-elves are cleaning up food scraps that have fallen on the floor, which look a bit like poultry skeletons and beef ribs, and the culprit for all this is long gone.

Dumbledore twitched the corners of his eyes and said in a gentle tone, "I just have a few small doubts that I need your help answering." ”

Even if he didn't catch it right, in Dumbledore's mind, the only person who could possibly do such a bold thing was probably the silver-haired problem child who dared to secretly take the school and mortgage it before school started.

However, what made Dumbledore more curious was that in his opinion, with Elena's current personal appeal, whether it was convincing the house-elves not to give any warning to the school teachers, or encouraging other first-year freshmen to help "rob" the kitchen, to be honest, it was still somewhat inferior.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dumbledore, but we were all remiss on our part! We were so bad! It was just a basic menu that we didn't prepare. ”

At this moment, one of the house-elves closest to Dumbledore stood up excitedly, screaming, his face full of guilt and self-reproach, his slender knuckles rubbing the napkin on his body vigorously.

"Stupidly, we didn't even think of such an obvious hint, the event planned by the great Mr. Dumbledore must not be so simple! We didn't set aside some ingredients and energy to reward students who broke the conventional way of thinking, and set up Easter eggs......"

The easter eggs he designed for the event, the obvious hints, the rewards for thinking outside the box?

A flash of surprise flashed across Dumbledore's face.

In a trance, the face of the house-elf in front of him vaguely coincided with the fairy commissioner of Gringotts, and a terrible feeling of déjà vu slowly came to the old wizard's heart.

“...... Most of all, we didn't think we needed to prepare so much food to take. The house-elf continued.

Dumbledore waved his hand disapprovingly, and said lightly, "But a group of children who have just turned eleven years old shouldn't be able to take much." Anyway, get the other dishes of the students in the auditorium as soon as possible. ”

Although the limited roast turkey at noon today is probably too late to be re-roasted, there should be at least some food left, Dumbledore tried to think in a more optimistic direction.

As for Elena's matter, you can find time to educate it slowly later, after all, this is also because there are incompleteness in the rules he specified. What's more, she also nimbly quoted Ms. Ravenclaw's aphorism as a shield.

"Yes, it's good that Mr. Hagrid, who is the caretaker of the hunting grounds, otherwise those children alone would not have been able to take it. ”

yes, it's good to have Hagrid......

Huh?! Hagrid!

Following the house-elf's words, Dumbledore smiled and nodded, and suddenly his expression froze, and a strong sense of foreboding became clearer.

"Wait, the little devil took it...... Oh no, what's left in the kitchen now?!"

"You're talking about Miss Caslana, right? all the cooked meat was taken away except for the salted cured meats that had been sealed in the cellar, including the grilled sausages. The house-elf bowed his head respectfully and replied truthfully.

Not!

Dumbledore only felt a sudden blackness in front of him, and his heart began to cramp again. This feeling is not unfamiliar to him, after all, this is the second time this year.

............

At the same time, in a clearing in the woods outside Hogwarts Castle.

Dozens of white tablecloths for laying out the table tops spread out on the floor, and the young wizards who had just "ransacked" the kitchen gathered together in groups of five or six as if they were having a picnic - because of his physique, Hagrid had a "picnic cloth" alone.

The centre of each cloth is stacked with a variety of foods: minced meat pies, grilled sausages, french fries, grilled chicken thighs, potato chips, boiled cabbage and, of course, Yorkshire pudding, custard tarts, fruit cakes and other small desserts. (At Elena's suggestion, foods that are not easy to carry, such as roast turkey and fried steak, are eaten directly in the kitchen.) ）

"Is there really no problem? I always feel a little uneasy......

Hermione clutched a minced meat pie in both hands, muttering quietly as she took small bites.

Although the whole process has gone exceptionally smoothly so far, most of the cases can coincide with Elena's statement. But she still found some strange suspicions.

For example, Elena expressed an almost impersonal attitude in some cases, and when she announced that all the freshmen had left the kitchen, she even went so far as to use a little violence to force the gluttonous freshmen to move, although Elena explained this by not delaying the house-elves from preparing food for the next group of students.

For example, it was obviously an "easter egg" set up by Dumbledore to reward everyone, but Professor Dumbledore did not appear in front of the young wizards to congratulate and praise them during the whole process.

"When you eat, you have to concentrate and have no distractions. Try this, it tastes pretty good. ”

Elena patted little Hermione on the shoulder with a relaxed face, picked up a browned grilled sausage and brought it to the girl,

"Well, thank you. ”

Hermione, who didn't have her hands free, obediently opened her mouth, took a bite of the sausage, and said a little vaguely, "But, since it's an easter egg, why haven't you seen Professor Dumbledore all the time, isn't it logical?"

"Okay, don't think about it that much. You just don't know much about Professor Dumbledore's personality, he's not the kind of politician who will make a tirade when everyone is hungry. He doesn't bother while eating......"

At this moment, in the direction of Hogwarts Castle in the distance, the "radio" that had appeared before sounded again. This time, though, Dumbledore's voice wasn't so gentle, as if it were a mechanical voice without temperature.

"Urgent notice, urgent notice. ”

"Hufflepuff House first-year Elena Kaslana, come to the principal's office now!"

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The round-faced chubby chicken who likes to read said that he really likes this thing!! so I went and posted a comment urging "A Bite of Hogwarts" myself.

Well, didn't you say before that there were no rules for adding more? Now, let's make a bet, if my one ends up getting the first like, then I'll evolve into a divine five-watch angel in the end, and the five-watch, oh, do what I say. However, if not, you are not allowed to dislike a more fat goo in the future~