As the same great man once said, his greatest mistake was to overfeed certain young people.

As for the authenticity of this sentence, in this era when hybrid rice technology has not yet been fully popularized, it is not possible to verify it for the time being. But the thoughts of Elena and the professors present at this time are undoubtedly the most appropriate.

That's right, professors......

As the entire Hogwarts kitchen came to a halt, lunch was interrupted in the Great Hall above.

Due to Dumbledore's temporary absence, Professor McGonagall, as the Deputy Vice-Chancellor, naturally came to the kitchen to inquire and see what was going on, and with Professor McGonagall gone, the deans of the other three houses, including Professor Snape, naturally came to the kitchen one after another.

"It's so unbelievable! I never thought something like this would happen!"

After a long silence, Professor Sprout, who had always been gentle and friendly, trembled all over, tried to control his emotions, and gritted his teeth, as if a volcano was about to erupt hidden in his voice.

The vegetable garden at Hogwarts is not a place like no other, and all plants still follow the most basic growth process, rooting, germinating, branching, flowering, and fruiting before they can finally grow into vegetables and food that appear in Hogwarts kitchens.

If the only thing that's a little different from the non-magical world is that Professor Sprout, who is in charge of the garden, occasionally uses some wonderful magic and fertilizer to speed up the process and ensure that the young wizards have fresh ingredients every week.

"Pomona, calm down. At least we're aware of it now. ”

Professor Flitwick stood on tiptoe and patted Professor Sprout on the shoulder, looking at the pile of food wasted by the students, his face was also rather ugly, and he took a deep breath.

"But it's unbelievable that things that happen to us every day are being ignored by each of us. ”

"Perhaps, we should consider reverting to the standard of last week's meals......"

Severus Snape raised an eyebrow and whispered slowly, "I see that at that time, the food on every table seemed to be eaten cleanly, and there was no waste. ”

"And then? Someday we'll recover, and by that time, I think the comeback might be a little bit stronger. By the way, I think the core of what is now is not the delicacy of the food, but the problem of our education. ”

Professor McGonagall blushed and shook her head slowly, turning her face to look at Albus Dumbledore, who was standing by the door with Mr. Otto—the old man hadn't said anything since he had briefly explained the whole story.

"Anyway, Professor Dumbledore, do you have any good advice?"

"Well, I think it might be useful to refer to Miss Kaslana's thoughts on this matter. ”

The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched, and he blinked deftly, without hesitation, directing everyone's attention to the little witch standing in the middle of the kitchen, and said with a smile.

After all, Elena will be the head chef of the Hogwarts kitchen from now on, and she will be mainly responsible for the arrangement of the dishes after that. ”

"Chef, it's not funny, she's just a first-year student. ”

Minerva McGonagall raised her eyebrows, her lips pursed, and her eagle-like gaze fell on Dumbledore's face, as if trying to discern if he was joking.

"Actually, I don't have much of a problem on that. ”

At this moment, Professor Sprout, who was on the side, suddenly spoke, "Minerva, you have also tasted today's breakfast, and I don't think there seems to be anything wrong with Miss Caslana being the head chef at Hogwarts - as long as it doesn't interfere with her studies, I think it's a pretty good decision." ”

For Professor Sprout, Hufflepuff House has a rare talent for food, and she is reluctant to let the quality of food that has been so hard to improve return to square one.

"I think so too, the breakfast today was really good. ”

Professor Flitwick stroked his mustache and nodded approvingly.

"Guys, maybe we should hear what this little guy thinks first, as for whether or not to be a chef, it doesn't seem like we're going to need to talk about it right now. ”

Snape narrowed his eyes and glanced at Elena, who was standing in the middle of the kitchen.

For some reason, whenever he saw the little witch, Snape always felt a very strange feeling, full of danger and a little close, especially after taking on the role of his teaching assistant.

"Quite simply, I think the main problem is that there are two main problems – not understanding the value of food and not respecting the work of chefs. ”

Elena looked around at the professors gathered in the kitchen, and said unhurriedly, standing in the Hogwarts kitchen she was like Madam Pomfrey standing in the infirmary, with a unique home blessing effect.

"The first point is easy to solve, the food that has not been obtained through one's own labor and sweat, of course, does not know how to cherish. So I suggest that maybe you have a free time each day and let everyone go to the Hogwarts vegetable garden and get up close - it just so happens that if memory serves, isn't there a plan to expand our school's vegetable garden. ”

There is no doubt that the wizarding world has a unique advantage when it comes to cultivation. Even Hagrid, who dropped out of school, knew how to use magic to quickly ripen the pumpkins he grew in his field, not to mention the young wizards who had undergone a complete magical education.

According to Elena's pre-planned plan, the humanist international rescue and refugee reception in three months later will require more food than just three acres of land that can be afforded today - the manpower and land resources she needs to prepare in the face of a huge woolly bear that has collapsed will never reach the level of saturation.

"That's fine, in fact, I've wanted my kids to have a little more fun with growing for a long time. ”

Professor Sprout didn't hesitate, nodded, and agreed directly.

"Each grade has three herb classes a week, and I think it's quite rewarding to take one lesson out of the time to take part in the maintenance and care of the vegetable garden. ”

"Too little, plus a weekend, I recommend. ”

Professor McGonagall glanced at the mountain of food debris, a terrifying cold light flashing through the lenses, thought for a moment, and added.

"According to the four colleges, it is divided into two days of morning and afternoon on weekends, which are used as practical classes. Guys, what do you think?"

"There are fewer classes in the sixth and seventh grades, and I usually have a lot of free time in school, and my body and magic are relatively strong. I think the senior students can set a good example for the junior wizards. Professor Flitwick pushed his glasses and whispered.

Faced with this serious problem, which had never been taken seriously before, almost all professors formed a united front.

Coupled with the example of a "military training" before, a practical set of "Hogwarts Pastoral Practical Lessons" was developed in a few words, and the basic schedule was completed, and the atmosphere gradually began to become relaxed and pleasant.

"And then? that's just the first point, respect the chef...... The students don't salute the house-elves. ”

Severus Snape crossed his arms, pursed his lips, and said in a cold voice with a slight mockery.

"If that's what you're thinking, I'd suggest you dispel this idea as soon as possible, it's impossible for wizards—"

"Of course not, in fact, the logic is the same as before, and it is good to let everyone participate and experience the process. ”

Elena waved her hand, glanced at Snape, and said sweetly with an innocent smile on her face.

"So, in terms of respecting the fruits of the chef's labor, it is natural that Snape still needs to teach you......"

"I refuse! Don't even think about it!"

Snape said stiffly.

Sure enough, it was still as arrogant and indifferent as ever......

Elena, who touched the nail, was not frustrated in the slightest, and slowly looked around at the professors, the corners of her mouth slightly curled, revealing a cute smile like a little devil - it's a pity that the time and place are right, and now it's all here with her.

Receiving Elena's eyes for help, Grindelwald, who had been leaning against the door frame, coughed lightly and spoke first.

"Ahem, Professor Snape, or I'll tell you ......"

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