Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Soul was still confused when he walked out of the principal's office. The Riddler spoke incoherently and the antelope hung its horns, but there was a vague connection that made people uncomfortable.

But no one could force Dumbledore to say what he didn't want to say.

The reason is that I can’t beat him! I can’t beat him!

However, now that he knew where Ariana had gone, Sur didn't worry about it anymore. Anyway, no matter what Ariana did, as long as she came back, she would definitely come to him. When the time comes, everything would be clear to her if she asked.

No wonder Aberforth wasn't anxious at all and didn't contact him after that day.

He had just walked down the hall stairs and turned a corner when he saw Hermione lingering at the barrel in the corner, followed by Harry and Ron, and a cold-faced girl, Fleur Delacour.

"I was just looking for you." Hermione immediately spotted Soul's figure turning around from the stairs and rushed up to him.

"Find me?"

"Yes, the first gathering of spews visited the Hogwarts kitchen! Promote our ideas to the elves." Hermione's face was flushed with excitement, and she tugged on Soul's clothes. "I want to talk to them and interview them. I have prepared a lot of questions."

"Uh..." Soul cast a puzzled look at Harry behind Hermione, and Harry shrugged at Soul.

"Okay, do you know where the kitchen is?"

"So we're here to find you." Hermione winked mischievously and said, "Take us there quickly."

"Who in the whole of Hogwarts doesn't know where the kitchen is?" Ron muttered quietly. If Soul hadn't been sensitive to his ears, I'm afraid these words would have been buried in the crackling sound of torches burning on the stone corridor.

Every Hufflepuff at the entrance to the Hogwarts kitchen knows that hidden among the food pictures on the walls of this stone corridor is a picture of a large silver bowl filled with fruit.

Suer reached out and scratched the side of the pear in the big fruit bowl. The pear chuckled and turned into a green handle. Suer grabbed it and opened the door.

"This is the Hogwarts kitchen, come in."

Revealed from the portal are four long tables that are one-to-one replicas of the auditorium. When serving food, the elves place the food on the tables and then use magic to transport it to the tables in the auditorium.

Then there's the blank portrait frame with Helga Hufflepuff's name on the center wall.

It was Fleur Delacour's first time here and she was very curious about it.

"Little Master!! You are here! What can Kress do to help you?" Kress appeared in front of everyone for the first time, bowing respectfully.

"Little Master?" Hermione looked at Soul suspiciously.

"Good evening, Cress, this is my girlfriend Hermione and a few of her friends. Is it convenient for me to take them to the kitchen for a tour?" Sol asked softly.

"Is it little madam?" Cress's eyes widened and he quickly bowed to Hermione, "This is our first meeting, little madam. It's so rude of Cress to let you see me on this occasion."

"Uh..." Hermione didn't expect this, and was a little at a loss. She glared at Soul with a red face, and said to Cress pleasantly,

"No need to do this, uh, your name is Cress? Hello, I am Hermione Granger. We are very curious about the Hogwarts kitchen. Can you please show us?"

"Of course! We welcome any wizard to come to the kitchen, but Kress is worried that it will offend the little master, the little lady, and the little lady's friends." Kress raised his chin happily and said loudly.

"plz follow me."

Kress led everyone through the long wooden table and into the kitchen inside.

Even Sur, this was the first time he saw such a scene - at least a hundred elves standing next to those copper pots and basins, all of them were smiling when Kress led everyone past. , bowed, curtsied, and wore a tea towel with the Hogwarts crest on it.

Originally, when people went to the kitchen to find food, they usually stopped outside and did not go all the way in, because there were elves outside who would bring them food.

"There are elves in the Beauxbatons kitchen, but they don't wear the same clothes as here. At least they have one piece of clothing." Fleur turned her head and looked around curiously, and said softly,

"They look very similar, but the color is different. The elves here are brown, and we usually call them elves."

"The elves over there have at least one piece of clothing. Look, they don't even have decent clothes." Hermione looked at the more than 100 elves who saluted them with some pity.

"Oh, come on, Hermione." Ron glanced at Fleur quietly, "They don't care about this. They only care about how to make our stay happy. This is their responsibility."

"But at least they should have a decent outfit!" Hermione retorted angrily, "Look, it's not clothes at all, but a tea towel!"

"We like this, little madam." Cress turned around and said softly after hearing the voices of Ron and Hermione.

"Look." Ron looked proud.

"You!!..." Hermione glared at him angrily, then turned away and ignored him.

Soul stepped forward and took Hermione's hand, "This is very complicated, Hermione. If you want to know the reason, you might as well ask Cress later. Cress's family has been serving Ms. Hufflepuff since a very early age." , it can give you an answer.”

Hermione nodded. She would communicate with Cress without Sule's reminder, but she had another doubt in her mind.

"Why did Clais call you master? When did you..."

"It's a long story. In fact, I'm also confused..." Suer shook his head, "It has something to do with what I have experienced before..."

When Suer was preparing to tell Kress the origin, an elf with a teapot warmer on his head, a horseshoe pattern tie hanging on his bare chest, and football shorts appeared behind everyone and made a loud noise. scream.

"Harry Potter!! Sir!! Harry Potter!!"