Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy

Wright's eyes stopped at Hogsmeade for a long time.

"George, Fred," Wright suddenly raised his head and looked at the Weasley twins with serious expressions, "Can we arrive at Hogsmeade and then go to Diagon Alley under the guidance of the Marauder's Map?"

"We haven't tried this yet," Fred glanced at the Marauder's Map first, and then said a little uncertainly, "After all, we are only in the second grade. Since we got this Marauder's Map, we usually just stay in the castle. Adventure inside.”

“Only third-year students can go to Hogsmeade. We haven’t been there yet,” George said. “But since the map shows a passage to Hogsmeade, we should be able to go. of."

"If we are going to Diagon Alley, it will be much easier after we get to Hogsmeade," Fred said. "Dad told us that only the fireplaces in Hogwarts Castle are enchanted. The Floo Network has been blocked, and you should be able to go directly to the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley from other places.”

"That's good," Wright breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I will officially tell you my thoughts now."

"I don't need your map. This is your treasure." Wright looked at the Weasley twins sincerely. "I only have one request. I need to go to Hogsmeade with your help." Village, and writing a letter to a person.”

"No problem!" Fred and George exchanged a look, and then said in unison.

…

"Wright, where are we going?" Fred poked Wright's right arm.

"Yeah, we haven't had lunch yet." George also poked Wright's left arm.

The two brothers were following Wright, one on the left and the other on the right, towards the door of the auditorium.

"Yes, we are in the auditorium now."

"Just a little longer and it'll be lunch time."

"It only takes a moment until then."

“Plenty of food will be placed in front of us for us to enjoy.”

"I asked, have you never been to the school kitchen before?" Wright turned to the twins and said, "I thought you were the ones who knew the castle best among the students!"

"Kitchen?" Fred said a little confused.

"You mean the place where the house elves stay together?" George also asked.

"What are we going there for?"

"And isn't eating in the kitchen the same as eating in the hall?"

"It's different!" At this point, Wright suddenly paused. For a moment, he couldn't think of any difference between the two.

Wright suddenly felt a little stupid. Couldn't he have just asked Jia Jia to bring him a meal? Why do you have to go to the kitchen to eat now?

But looking at the twins' confused looks, Wright still racked his brains to make up a reason: "Don't you think eating in the kitchen is more ritualistic?"

"A sense of ritual?"

"Oh! How could you have thought of this!"

“We absolutely love that word!”

"That's right! Having lunch in the kitchen is indeed more ritualistic!"

Fred and George shouted, running quickly towards the kitchen.

"Lite! Why are you walking so slowly?"

"Hurry! Run over here! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Wright stretched out his hand in vain, but the brothers had already disappeared.

"I said, didn't you just say you were so hungry that you didn't even have the strength to walk?"

…

Wright sat on the long table in the center of the kitchen with a sullen expression, while Fred and George sat across from him laughing.

Gaga timidly walked out of the darkness. Whenever a strange wizard walks into the kitchen, the house elves inside will behave like this.

"Mr. Paz, and these two gentlemen," Gaga said in a slightly trembling tone, "do you have any orders?"

"Bring me some sauerkraut and meat dumplings." Wright glanced at Jia Jia and then said calmly.

"Wright, what are you doing?" Fred asked a little confused, and George next to him also cast a puzzled look.

"As you can see, order." Wright pointed at Jar Jar. It trembled slightly when the Weasley twins looked at it, but it was much better than when it first came in.

"Order?" Fred's eyes widened.

"Why didn't I know that the kitchen would also provide this service?" George was also surprised.

"Actually, I didn't know it," Wright said. "I just discovered this recently, and even if you order dishes from other countries, the elves will provide you with one."

After hearing Wright's words, Gaga puffed up her chest slightly. In the eyes of the house elf, this was already considered a compliment.

"Wow! So what did you order just now?" George asked.

"Sauerkraut and meat dumplings," Wright said slowly, word by word, "a Chinese food."

"Oh, it seems we have never eaten Chinese food before," Fred glanced at Gaga, "They can provide everything, right?"

"Yes...yes." Jia Jia stuttered.

"Okay, I'll have some apple pie filling," Fred said.

Wright's face twisted momentarily.

"I'll have dumplings stuffed with Christmas pudding," said George.

Wright's face became even more distorted.

After finally finishing his lunch of dark cuisine, Wright took the lead and left the kitchen without looking back. This made Jia Jia, who was hiding in the dark, look extremely flustered for a moment, but fortunately, the two young gentlemen who were still eating soup at the long kitchen table calmed her down a little.

"Fred, how do you think of your apple pie dumplings?" George asked his twin brother, smacking his lips after finishing the last sip of soup in the bowl.

"I think it's pretty good!" Fred also put down the bowl in his hand, and there was nothing left in it either.

"Then why does Wright have such an expression?" George looked at the kitchen door.

"Who knows?" Fred shrugged, "Maybe the dumpling he ordered was terrible?"

"Then what are we going to do now?" George said.

"Catch up! Didn't Wright say that he would go to Hogsmeade with our help?" Fred said, "Everyone knows that the Weasley children are always very helpful."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly!"

Just after Fred and George rushed out of the kitchen, they immediately saw Wright lying on a barrel writing a letter not far from the door.

"Light, what are you doing?"

"Shouldn't we go to Hogsmeade first?"

"Just wait a moment, my letter will be written soon." Wright wrote quickly without raising his head.

after a little while.

"Look at how this letter is written." Wright handed two pieces of letter paper to George and Fred respectively.

After George and Fred read the letters in their hands, they exchanged them again.

“It’s hard to tell how good our level is.”

"The only thing that's certain is that."

"You must be crazy." Fred and George said at the same time with complicated expressions.

Both of their eyes fell on the recipient of the letter.

Myron Wagtail's name is lying there quietly.