The student dormitories of Hufflepuff House, like Slytherin, are located underground, but compared to the Snake Courtyard dormitories, known as the "Slytherin Dungeon", the badgers' accommodation is very comfortable.

At that time, Helga Hufflepuff was a lazy witch, not only liked all kinds of food, but also had a special value for the living environment, but he did not have much interest in the appearance that other ladies always paid attention to. Therefore, Helga, who was known for his beauty when he was young, became a round and kind figure in middle and old age.

Of course, the old things from thousands of years ago are not mentioned for a moment, and if there is one of the most comfortable common rooms and dormitories among the four Hogwarts houses today, it is the Hufflepuff Basement.

First of all, of course, is the Hufflepuff House common room. The lounge is a circular room, and although it is not too large, it brings a particularly warm feeling to the students.

Although it is underground, you can see the scenery from the ground through the round window.

During the day, the sun is mild, and Professor Sprout often places flowers and plants here, and the scent of the soil and plants makes you feel like you're in a spring wilderness meadow.

At night, the grass and dandelions outside the window will turn into dotted fireflies, echoing with the distant starry sky.

However, it is worth mentioning that it is the dormitory where the badgers live.

Around the common room, there is an arched doorway, and through the doorway through the doorway, you will see more circular passages. The passages here are winding and twisty, and if you really compare them, they are probably not much more complex than the Ravenclaw-designed Hogwarts Moving Steps.

The only difference is that none of these interconnected passages move on their own, they are all solid, non-magical constructs.

It's because no outsiders have ever entered the Hufflepuff basement, and most of the badgers are low-key, that this amazing underground structure has remained obscure.

Truth be told, Maca had explored the area many times, but he didn't dare to claim that he knew all about the intricacies of the underpasses. In fact, he'd found some rooms in the depths of some passages that had been unused for years, but unfortunately they were mostly filled with worthless knick-knacks.

Today, Ens, who has been assigned to Hufflepuff House, lives in a dormitory in one of the passage branches.

“…… According to the Book of Potentions, the Elixir is a potion that is very difficult to make. In this case, it is definitely impossible to do it yourself...... So, where should I go? ”

The night outside the castle had grown dark, but Earns still had trouble sleeping. He looked at the slightly bulging pockets of his pants on the bedside table, and the idea of obtaining more elixirs in his heart was faintly intensifying.

No way, once he tasted that good taste, he couldn't hold back a little.

"If it were Professor Slughorn, there would have been a ......," he curled up under the covers, muttering to himself silently, but quickly shook his head again, "No, the chocolate was given away by someone else, so it's nothing...... But if you steal it, you'll ......."

However, this sudden thought lingered in his mind after he denied it.

"Enough! What was I thinking—" Ens tapped his head, then rolled over on the bed, trying to dispel the stigmatizing urge, "stop thinking about the elixir...... Besides, it is also noted in the book that the elixir should never be taken frequently. That's right...... Is this the recklessness and arrogance that comes with the elixir? Well...... That's right......"

After a while, Earns, who had forced himself to close his eyes, couldn't stand it anymore and had to sit up sharply. After looking left and right, he decided to get dressed and go to the common room for a seat—it would be much cooler than in the dorm room without a fireplace, and might calm him down a bit.

It's just that he didn't realize that this anxiety and longing did not come from the elixir, but from his true heart.

After slipping on his wizard's robes, Ens walked out of his dormitory in the dark, and walked slowly down the zigzag circular passage to the common room.

There are no lights here, so it is naturally quite dim, but the little fluorescence outside the round window still brings a little light to the interior. With a stomach full of trouble, Ens randomly chose a window seat and made it, one hand supporting his cheek, but the other hand was subconsciously placed on the pocket of his pants.

Through the faint light of the window, the outline of his face could be seen. Although it was difficult to make out his expression at the moment, the tightly pursed lips had already revealed his mood.

The air in the common room is still mixed with the aroma of fresh mud, and the occasional smell may calm people involuntarily, but if you smell too much, it won't do much to calm your mind. However, the temperature here was indeed lower than that of the dormitory, and Enns's gradually hot mind cooled down a little.

"You can't think about the elixir anymore...... No, it's chocolate, so it's best not to eat it for a while. He stroked his slender and light black hair and took a deep breath, "Hmm...... Why don't you go to the kitchen and get something to eat, maybe it's because you haven't had enough dinner to think about it......"

He sat in the back chair for a few more moments, and then made a casual excuse to force his thoughts elsewhere.

The Hogwarts kitchen is just a short distance from the entrance to the Hufflepuff common room, which is where the badgers occasionally take the initiative to take a look. Because the distance between the two is so close, even if you run over at night when you are hungry, you are not afraid of being caught by Filch, who patrols the night.

Incidentally, the kitchen is located in a small area that Hufflepuff House students often mention when they tell new students. Maca was mentioned by Charlotte in passing.

As for Enns, this badger trait isn't very obvious as a new Hufflepuff, but he's been there once before.

Not long after, when the pile of barrels of iron hoops in the depths of the underground corridor of the castle quietly opened the entrance doorway, a sneaky figure immediately came out, turned around and trot down the corridor for a few steps. When he stood in front of the fruit painting and scratched the pear with swiftness and precision, with a few slight sneers, the pear turned into a yellow doorknob.

"Squeak-"

The sound of the image being opened was actually louder than the laughter of the pear. Luckily, the corridor beneath the castle has several corners, so if it's not too close, it won't be heard.

In a flash, Ens quickly slipped into the doorway that was revealed behind the portrait, and in the blink of an eye the portrait was closed again.

Hogwarts Castle's kitchen is a large area and is home to hundreds of house-elves. In the center of the kitchen, the most conspicuous are the four long dining tables that are exactly the same size as the auditorium. At the beginning of the three meals a day, the rich and delicious food is laid out by the elves one by one, and then transferred from here together.

Of course, in general, it is impossible to eat all the food in every meal. So after the Headmaster removed all the food from the auditorium, they would return to the house-elves at their disposal.

"Crackle-crackle-"

As Ens hurried into the kitchen, a faint but continuous explosion passed, and half-asleep house-elves appeared in front of him one after another. Yes, although the sound just now is almost impossible to hear by Filch or the Night Watch Professor, it is impossible to hide from these particularly deaf house-elves.

"Smack."

When an elf yawned and snapped his fingers, torches lit up in the dimly lit kitchen.

"Oh...... Dear little wizard, is there any place where you need the elves to serve you when you come to the humble kitchen so late? ”

The house-elves who had lived in Hogwarts Castle for generations were standing in front of Enns, not the liberals that Maca had brought back.

They're better off than the house-elves in the other pure-blood mansions, but they're not free from the narrow-mindedness of loyal service to wizards, and they're wearing all sorts of tattered costumes, I mean, if these pillowcases and torn sheets can be called "costumes" as well.

"Something to eat for me—" Ens casually pointed to the table, "just pick out some of the leftover dinner from the table." ”

House-elves all have a characteristic, that is, they will never talk nonsense about what they shouldn't say. The students of Hogwarts are also regarded as their masters, so even if they remember Ens clearly, they will not report it to the professors without being asked by other "masters".

After the elves diligently heated the food for Ens and respectfully delivered it to him, he didn't want to pack the food with him, but left it in the kitchen to eat.

But when he ate some, he realized that he didn't seem to be hungry at all, and even though the elf didn't heat him much, he still couldn't eat it all.

But his purpose had been achieved—for now, he was already feeling the upsurge of sleepiness. It's a pity that he had just run out of the kitchen to the corridor outside, when a regular sound of footsteps dispelled the drowsiness he had been waiting for for at once......

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