Hogwarts Melon Eater

Watt started his prefect job as if he had been beaten.

He stopped everyone who passed by, "Be quiet, don't make any noise here, and don't disturb the rest of the hard-working professor!"

Anna leaned out, glanced at Watt, and shrank back silently.

Let's wait for him to go back to the lounge by himself when he leaves the stairs after work.

Anna looked at the empty second-floor corridor in front of her. There was nothing here except the paintings on the walls.

There are several large wooden barrels embedded at the end on the left hand side.

That is the entrance of Hufflepuff's lounge. According to Prefect Abigail, you need to tap the barrels in order to enter, and if you tap wrongly, you will be sprayed with vinegar.

Anna didn't really want to go back to the dormitory sour and be disgusted by Belinda, so the idea of ​​visiting other college lounges was put on hold for the time being.

Having said that, it seems that the cafeteria is also on this floor.

All come.

Anna Juedin went to feel the enthusiasm of the Hogwarts house-elves, and by the way, went to see and see Ms. Hufflepuff's secret room.

Heading in the opposite direction to the Hufflepuff lounge, there were many paintings on the wall. After walking for a while, Anna did not find the hidden door of the fruit paintings described in the original book in her memory.

Anna tried to ask the picture on the wall, and finally found a moving picture, a lovely lady who looked very kind.

The lady had a smile on her face, knitted a sweater quietly, and looked like an ordinary lady who could be seen everywhere in the Muggle world, with a harmonious family, and occasionally some troubles. Yesterday, she was gossiping with the wife next door.

But the two-headed cat stretching at her feet and a skull hidden under a chair suggest that this lady is not ordinary.

"Excuse me, ma'am, good evening," Anna greeted her.

The lady who knitted the sweater smiled and took her attention away from the sweater, looked at Anna, and focused on the cockroach and toilet seat in her hand. She shook her head without speaking, and continued to knit the sweater.

Anna went straight to the topic, "How do I get to the kitchen?"

In the kitchen, it seemed that the key word was right. The lady in the sweater stopped and stared at Anna earnestly. The two-headed cat who was playing beside jumped onto the lady's thigh.

A small, sharp voice came out, "A long, long time ago..."

The two-headed cat spoke, four yellow-green eyes staring at Anna, "There are three girls."

When the cat spoke, Anna was not surprised at all.

"They were so hungry that they secretly ran to the house of a good-natured witch to steal the cake. They saw the witch's precious magic wool, so they wanted to steal it together..."

"The witch came home by accident," the two-headed cat wagged its tail. "Seeing this scene, I was very angry, so I used magic to put the girls together and turned into a cat with three heads. ."

It can be seen that this story really happened a long time ago. If it were now, the witch might have been imprisoned in Azkaban by the Ministry of Magic.

"The witch starved the cat so much that after seven days, she offered the cat two cakes."

The two-headed cat jumped off the lady's thigh, left the frame, and dragged back a small plate containing two beautiful red velvet cakes.

"These two pieces of cake can only be enjoyed by two heads, and they will turn back into human form after eating," the two-headed cat jumped back to the lady's thigh. "The remaining one can only become a cat forever."

"a screaming, I'm not like you, I have family, they're still waiting for me; b sobbing, I'm not like you, I just found true love, and he's still waiting for me; c eyeless, I and You are different, I have friends and they are still waiting for me."

"They all have reasons to turn back into human beings, and now, the choice is yours," the two-headed cat raised his voice and asked the question, "What choice will you make?"

Anna freed her hand and scratched her head. What the **** is this question? She just wanted to ask the question, "These three girls, um... Who first proposed to go to the witch's house to steal something?" Isn't this courting death?

"Forget," the two-headed cat shook his head, "it was a long, long time ago."

"Then what would happen if one head ate two cakes?" Anna was suddenly curious.

The two-headed cat licked its paws and pointed its tail to the skull under the chair, "It will look like this—"

"Greedy, jealousy, harming others and harming oneself, certain choices will always make people forget their original intentions." It paused, and its yellow-green eyes looked at Anna again, "So, have you made up your mind?"

Anna fell silent, and began to speculate on the questioner's intentions.

First of all, this is going to Hufflepuff's secret room, not to Ravenclaw's secret room, so the answer to the question may not be as expected.

Judging by Ms. Hufflepuff's gentle and kind personality, the answer to this question may not be too embarrassing.

He even gave a thoughtful reminder, \'Some choices will always make people forget their original intentions\'.

"I think I know," Anna scratched her head again, showing an embarrassed expression, "the two red velvet cakes look so delicious, I'm too hungry to think now, can I wait first? I'll go to the kitchen to eat and then answer your question?"

The two-headed cat wagged its tail and was silent for a while.

It jumped off the sweater lady's thigh, "Then you must answer our questions when you come out from the inside, or you will never be able to use this door again."

"Of course," Anna nodded.

The two-headed cat ran to the back of the chair and removed the skull on the ground. The sweater lady smiled and continued to knit the sweater. There was a subtle click, and the picture was moved to the side, revealing a secret door for one person to pass through. .

"Remember to answer when you're full," the two-headed cat repeatedly urged, "We really want to know."

Anna nodded and walked into the secret door.

[Discover Hufflepuff's secret room, mission progress: 1/4]

This is a small house, but it looks very warm, with wooden walls, lawn floors, familiar big wooden barrels on the walls, and rounded furniture in bright yellow and milky white, which looks cute and lively.

What is striking is the wooden table placed in the middle of the room. To be precise, it should be a stake table. It looks like it was formed by sawing off a century-old tree growing on the lawn floor.

There was a piece of parchment on it.

\'...Never let anyone feel the trouble of hunger again, relax, people who come here, this is a warm harbor, a beautiful cradle, there will be no loneliness and sadness...\'

\'...Wonderful food, delicious drinks, friendly elves will free you from troubles and worries, if there is any confusion, touch the decoration of the golden cup, and tell it, it will tell you my advice...\'

There is a groove in the middle of the stake, which seems to be the place where the gold cup used to be, but now it is empty, because the gold cup has become Voldemort's Horcrux and is now kept by Anna in the basement of 92 Diagon Alley.

After fumbling around the room, I didn't find anything special. I found a few cookbooks on the round bookshelf, "Hufflepuff's Secret Little Burger", "Magic 18 Ways" and "The Kitchen Under the Lake" .

Anna is more interested in Hufflepuff's secret small burger. It is mentioned that in order to make this small burger, Ms. Hufflepuff specially borrowed a small part of the tail tip of Mr. Slytherin's pet snake~www.NovelMTL.com ~ Make the snake-loving Slytherin furious.

\'... He yelled at me, like I stole the dessert prepared for him, and he even took out his wand tremblingly, as if nothing could be worse than this...\'

\'But when I took out his favorite screaming cookie, he was still silent...\'

\'Compared to Godric's storm crying and chopping down trees and Rowena's silent hunger strike, Salazar is quite coaxing...\'

\'...Although I'm a little sorry for these lovely magical animals and my lovely companions, but in order to make more perfect food, I must continue to try! \'

That's what Ms. Hufflepuff wrote, and Anna felt that this lady might be a bit of a white-knuckle at times.

Recording the recipe of interest in the system's memo, Anna put the book back on the shelf and studied the large wooden barrel embedded in the wall.

The lid of the barrel can be easily opened, and Anna tried to get in. It was still bright inside, and there was no need to use a lighting spell. After a minute or two of crawling, Anna came to the other end of the barrel, took a deep breath and blocked her eyes. wooden lid lifted.

"Squeak-"

Anna popped her head out.

She could see a group of small, not-so-ideal-looking creatures turning their heads in unison to stare at her.

There are almost a hundred of them, wearing pillowcases or other rags, big eyes, long ears, some open mouths, and they seem to want to exclaim.

They finally recovered.

"Someone got out of the vinegar bucket—" a house-elf screamed.

"A man came out of the vinegar bucket—" another elf screamed.

"The vinegar life has a barrel—" Strange rumors began to spread.