Legend has it that this painting that hung in the kitchen was once lost.

One night, a wizard broke in through a window and stole the painting.

This is a thief with feelings, this is a thief who understands art, and this is a thief who pays tribute to the Big Four.

This kind of thief,

Rare!

But William had heard it in his previous life.

For example, in Europe, where the XX virus swept through, in such a dangerous environment, a certain Van Gogh lover had to go out to work and chose to steal "Spring Garden" on the day of Van Gogh's 167th birthday.

True love fans are undoubted.

In a way, the value of a painting depends largely on whether it has been lost.

Before the Mona Lisa was stolen, it was not a treasure of the Louvre, let alone its current value.

After the legendary experience, it has the status it has today.

William was still admiring the painting, he had seen it many times, his gaze wandering skillfully in several places.

At this point, Hermione tugged at his sleeve.

"What's wrong?"

William followed her point and saw the house elves in a line.

At the end of the line, there is a table.

Bobo Tea and Lady Loris were crouching on it.

Each elf makes their own food and puts it on a plate, so that if the two cats like to eat, they can suck the cat.

Even...... It is also allowed to hold for a while.

The house elf is actually petting the cat!

Can you believe it?!

And Bobo Tea and Lady Loriss will actually take the initiative to do business!

For the sake of food, you can really sacrifice anything.

"Lady Loris, is she a little fat?" Hermione said confusedly.

Every time I saw Mrs. Loris, she was skinny and shriveled in the past.

Now it seems to be rounded.

"Bobo tea won't kill a cat, right?" William was taken aback.

Wait a minute......

Bobo Tea and Lady Loriss haven't seen each other for a summer vacation, and ordinary cats are usually only two months pregnant, but now they are rounded...... It is estimated that it is not a child of Bobo Tea.

William seemed to see Bobo Tea change from an orange cat to a green cat.

It's hard to say......

Because William suddenly remembered one thing, Lady Loris was different from ordinary cats, it obviously had cat blood.

The civet is a magical creature that looks like a cat. The raccoon dog is very intelligent, likes to be alone, and has a certain aggression.

It also has an uncanny ability to pay special attention to those who are suspicious and untrusted.

That's why Lady Loris was able to follow Filch around every day.

Lady Loriss is a half-breed creature, unlike a normal cat's gestational period.

Well, Bobo Tea's head is not so green again.

After the two cats finished eating, Mrs. Loris shook her fur gracefully and meowed twice, as if she wanted Bobo Tea to eliminate her food and do some active exercises.

Bobo Tea saw the three Williams, remembered that it still had cat slaves, and coldly refused.

And, having eaten and drunk enough, it didn't seem to want to deal with Lady Loris.

Groove ...... This scum cat!

What a scum!

Apparently, Hermione thought so too, and she looked at William with strange eyes.

What kind of eyes is this?

He didn't teach it!

When I go back, I will cut Bobo tea for eternity.

Seeing the little wizard coming, the house-elves came over enthusiastically.

More than a hundred elves stood in the kitchen, laughing, bowing, and curtsy.

Each elf wears the same uniform: a tea towel with the Hogwarts crest emblazoned on it.

"Oh, Hogwarts oppressed so many elves." Hermione said sadly.

She didn't rush to tell the house-elves to fight for freedom.

They're too servile, and that is too small.

Under William's teachings, Hermione knew to take her time...... For example, set a small goal.

Start by setting up an organization...... House Elf Rights Initiative. （.. ）

Then the first meeting of the promotion association was held, which first determined the goals and basic policies of the organization, and at the same time discussed the organizational system such as the development of members, the establishment of local and core institutions, and the content of the association program and constitution.

It is better to have a core guiding ideology, a maximum program and a minimum program, otherwise the organizational movement will inevitably fail.

Regarding this kind of thing, William is familiar with it, how to say that he was also a man who was familiar with the five volumes of "Dragon Slayer" in his previous life.

Seeing William and the others coming, the house-elf was very enthusiastic, and immediately came over with a large silver tray.

On top was a teapot, milk and a large plate of pastries.

The three of them had eaten and drunk enough before they remembered Professor McGonagall's punishment.

"How to clean it, this place seems to be cleaner than my room." Anne touched the table.

This desktop is so clean...... Flies fly up and split! Mosquitoes fly up and slip!

"Is there anything here that isn't too clean?" William asked.

"Here it is!" An elf named Pooh immediately screamed.

"The ghosts are going to have a birthday party on Halloween, and Nick, who almost lost his head, asked us to put some food here."

The house-elves all denounced the ghosts' actions, as if to prevent them from progressing.

Led by Pooh, William, Hermione, and Anne made their way to a small corner in the middle of nowhere.

"Death party?" Hermione said with great interest, "I didn't expect the ghost to hold such an event, we can go to it!"

I'm willing to bet there aren't many people alive who can say they've ever been to this kind of gala – it's amazing......"

She quickly shut up.

Frightened, it stopped.

Because in that corner, there are large chunks of rotten fish; black, charred cakes; There is also a meat-filled lamb belly that is starting to grow with maggots, and a piece of cheese covered with green hairs.

Hermione endured her nausea, she regretted that she had just eaten so much.

As for the death party, to hell with it!

"The ghosts probably deliberately put the food here to let it rot naturally, so as to make the atmosphere of the party more intense." William analyzed.

It seems that Professor McGonagall told them to clean up these things, after all, rotten food is really unhygienic in the kitchen.

William's wand tapped at Hermione and Annie's heads, respectively, and cast a bubble head charm on them.

The three of them incarnated as Draconians and began to clean up the food.

"But where do we get it?" Anne asked.

"Those ghosts still need food for a party, shall we throw them in the trash?"

That's a problem.

These foods can't be discarded, but they can't be left in the kitchen to ferment until Halloween...... By then, it is estimated that the entire kitchen will stink.

It doesn't work with a responsive house, William has to use it every day, even if he can't see it, he can think about it.

"Oh, I thought of a good place." Hermione said with a smile.

"We can put this stinky food in the myrtle's bathroom, which is in a state of ruin, and no one will go to it!"

"Even if a real person goes, it probably won't be a good thing!"

"What are you muttering?" Myrtle suddenly emerged from the wall.

Hermione shuddered and almost threw the rotting fish on Annie.

"I just heard someone saying my name, and I hope it's not talking about me behind my back!"

Myrtle with a crying voice.

Pear blossoms bring rain.

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Thanks to the "Wind Spirit Fifteen" boss for the tip)

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