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Chapter 142 The Mice and the Kitchen

"Crookshanks, why are you looking for me so early in the morning?" Weiss was woken up by Crookshanks who was scratching the door early in the morning, squatting down and asking suspiciously, "Where's your master?"

"Meow~" Crookshanks whispered in his throat, he bit the cuff where Wes was touching its head, and pulled it out desperately.

"Wait! Don't drag me! I'll change the wizard robe first! And the wand!" Weiss quickly picked up Crookshanks who was about to walk out of the dormitory, and said to it by the collar.

"Meow~" Crookshanks struggled to break free, with a trace of urging in his voice.

"Wait a minute..." Weiss muttered and walked back to the room.

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"Where is this place?"

"Meow~"

"How does it feel like we keep going down?"

"Meow~"

"You won't get lost, will you?"

"Meow!"

"Speaking of which, it's really rainy today. You don't want to go for a walk, do you? Let me hold your umbrella for you?"

"Meow~"

"Isn't it? Then what did you bring me here for?"

"Meow~"

"A lot of wine barrels... Pooh! Is it vinegar? Who put so much vinegar here?"

"Meow~"

"Not this way? What are you doing sitting in front of that painting?"

"Meow~"

"You want pears? I'll go back and get some for you. Don't scratch it! It's just a painting! If you scratch it, be careful Mrs. Norris shoots you!"

"Squeak~"

"I seem to hear someone laughing... Meow! How did this pear become a handle?"

"Meow!" The moment Weiss yanked open the door turned from an oil painting, Crookshanks ran in all of a sudden, and then there were many panicked screams and the sound of things falling, And, of course, the roar of Crookshanks and the squeaking of rats.

"What's the situation? Crookshanks?" Weiss was about to probe in to see if Crookshanks was in trouble, when a gray shadow came out quickly, it was a mouse.

Just when Weiss felt that this scene had a sense of déjà vu from the previous few days, Crookshanks also rushed out, with a lot of flour and sauce on his body.

It rushed to the fork in the road and quickly looked left and right, then lowered its head and sniffed with its nose, chose a direction and quickly chased it out, leaving Weiss alone in place.

'...is that Scabbers? Weiss squinted his eyes and thought: "There were a lot of people's voices inside just now, it seems to have been hiding inside?"Is there an accomplice in it?Inside... Could it be the Sirius who has been missing? Thinking of this, Weiss pulled out the wand at his waist in an instant, carefully opened the door a crack, lowered his body and looked inside.

Then, Weiss saw a huge eyeball, which was looking at Weiss curiously.

"What!" Weiss broke out in cold sweat from being frightened, subconsciously jumped back a few steps, and raised his wand to aim at the eyeball: "Come out! What are you doing hiding behind the door?" !"

"First... sir, please don't point the wand at Momo..." The owner of the big eyes stood up all of a sudden, waving his hands in a frightened look.

"What are you?" Weiss still held his wand, not daring to relax at all.

"Momo is a house-elf, sir..." Seeing Wes still distrustful, he quickly turned around, pointed to the Hogwarts badge on the back of his clothes and said proudly, "Momo is Hogwarts." Gwartz's house-elf, sir."

Weiss frowned and looked at the little guy in front of him. He was skinny and very small, with ears as big as bats, a pair of big protruding eyes the size of tennis balls, and a relatively long and flat nose. Looking harmless to humans and animals, he thought for a while and asked, "House elf? What is that?"

"Our ancestors signed a contract with Lord Hufflepuff of Hogwarts, and we belong to Hogwarts for life..." Momo, the house elf tremblingly tugged at the corner of his clothes, said proudly : "We are best at cleaning and making food! Of course we will also do some things that the professors ordered..."

"The food we usually eat is made by you?" Weiss blinked, completely relieved, put away his wand, and asked suspiciously: "Where is the room behind you? Why can't you usually see it?" you?"

"It's the kitchen, sir." Momo said coyly and longingly: "The greatest dream of a house-elf is to do everything the master wishes without being discovered by the master!"

"The kitchen?" Weiss asked after thinking for a while, "Can I go in and have a look?"

"Of course! It's our honor!" Momo said with joy, and then struggled to open the kitchen door for Weiss, and the noise in the room was heard by Weiss: "Sir! Please! "

As soon as Weiss entered the kitchen, he was shocked. A large group of house elves who looked very similar to Momo were busy in it, cooking soup and sauce, making pasta, and cleaning the mess caused by the riots in Crookshanks just now. There are wrecks on the ground, those who clean the dishes...there are many, and they look busy.

The moment Wes came in, almost all the house elves stopped working, and ran to Wes's feet as if teleported, chattering and chattering non-stop, and a few of them were holding a large silver tray , with a lot of bread and juice on it and delivered it to him.

It wasn't until an old house-elf with crooked body and wrinkled skin, with white hair growing on its ears, came to Wes's feet more and more, that they became quiet for a while.

The old house elf bowed and said in a hoarse voice: "All the house elves in Hogwarts welcome the heir to Lord Gryffindor's castle."

"Huh? How do you know?" Weiss asked curiously.

"Because of that scabbard you wear, sir," said the old house-elf with a bow.

"You can feel it? It's amazing." Weiss looked at the stretch bag in amazement, and noticed it carefully. It didn't overflow with magic power fluctuations, so he asked, "How did you notice it?"

"It's a gift of our house-elves, sir," replied the house-elf, hunched over.

"Is that so? By the way, I just saw a mouse run out from you..." Weiss suddenly thought of what he was doing here, and asked quickly.

"Oh! What a disaster!" said the old house-elf mournfully.

Weiss thought he was talking about Crookshanks' disturbance, and just as he was about to apologize, he saw a group of house-elves banging their heads against everything they could, with a bang bang bang.

"Hey, what are you doing? Stop!" Seeing that the 'old man' in front of him was about to hit the stove, Weiss quickly grabbed him.

"We didn't find out! There is a mouse in the kitchen! It's disgraceful! It's a disaster!" the 'old man' said sadly, still struggling to slam into the stove, and the other house-elves didn't listen. Si ordered to stop, and some knocked a hole in the floor tiles.

"Stop it all..." Dumbledore's voice sounded from behind Wes at this time, faintly and without any emotion.But with just such a simple sentence, all the house elves stopped their self-harming movements and stood up straight.

"What's going on? I just squinted for a while, and then I noticed that there was a riot in the kitchen. What did you do to make them look so excited?" Dumbledore looked helplessly at Wes, who had nothing to do with me. .

"It's morning, Crookshanks..." Weiss succinctly described what happened just now, and then asked, "Professor Dumbledore, is Hogwarts just such a kitchen?"

"Yes." With his hands behind his back, Dumbledore looked at the location of the first mouse that the house-elf told, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Then Banban the mouse must have been a student or employee of Hogwarts." Weiss said with certainty: "After all, strangers cannot find the kitchen accurately."

"And Mr. Weasley has seen it nearby." Dumbledore affirmed Wes's statement, frowning and added: "I really didn't expect it to be found nearby and dare to stay in the kitchen .”

"Hufflepuff's lounge is near here?" Weiss asked in disbelief: "I didn't see that portrait?"

"That pile of barrels is the entrance to their lounge." Dumbledore pointed in the direction where Wes had just tasted the vinegar.

"Professor Dumbledore, can they help find Scabbers?" Weiss pointed to the house elf who looked at Dumbledore excitedly.

"They couldn't tell what it was. I once asked them to help find one thing, and later they brought all the almost identical shapes from the whole castle." Dumbledore looked helplessly at the house-elves: "Although it is very I found it successfully, but the subsequent processing is still very troublesome." He paused, looked at the house-elves and said kindly: "You go to work, the little wizards will come to have breakfast in a while. "

All the house-elves responded in unison, turned around and continued to work one by one.

"Little Weiss, why didn't you go to Harry's match today?" Dumbledore turned to ask Weiss after ordering all the elves.

"Oh, I was planning to find an umbrella or a cloak later. It's raining too much today, and its sound can be heard from here." Weiss spread his hands helplessly.

"Well, Serena Weiss, you are a wizard." Dumbledore smiled: "Let's go, take a walk with me, we need to see the dementors first, lest they come to make trouble later."

"Wizard? Transfiguration?" Weiss asked suspiciously.

"No, Waterproof Charm." Dumbledore said and stepped out of the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)