Hogwarts on the tip of the tongue

A common breakfast in Scotland usually consists of bread, boiled potatoes, and stewed beans.If the family is richer, they will add a few more pieces of bacon or a bowl of vegetable salad.

However, the bad cooking skills inherited from the British Isles usually don't taste very good. At least for Elena, whose taste was cultivated by the "Celestial Dynasty on the Tip of the Tongue" in her previous life, most of the dishes are rated poorly. It’s a level: non-toxic and safe.

Since Elena took care of the finances and meals at the orphanage, the children's breakfast can now be said to be quite rich and exquisite.

Of course, the so-called richness and exquisiteness are actually only relative terms.

——Honey toast, mashed potatoes, fried eggs, occasionally paired with a bowl of blanched Loch Lomond fish soup (last week it was temporarily replaced by a large bowl of steaming Scottish chicken soup)——

In Benitez's view, this is almost the most luxurious enjoyment in the world.

Therefore, when he heard Dumbledore's voice outside the door, Benitez shook his head and declined directly without thinking.

"No, thank you for your kindness. Our breakfast is actually better than you imagined...hiss~"

Before he finished speaking, Benitez suddenly took a deep breath and made a strange sound.

"Of course I don't mind. Then I'll trouble Professor Dumbledore."

Elena slowly retracted her fingers that were pinching the soft flesh of Benitez's waist and replied sweetly.

With hundreds of house elves, Hogwarts can be said to have beaten almost all schools at the same time in terms of basic catering.

Regardless of the cuisine and cooking methods, just looking at the level of sophistication, compared to Elena's purely self-sufficient family breakfast model, it is naturally many times richer and more luxurious.

Now that the school's scholarship for orphans has been rejected by a stubborn uncle, at least Elena will not let go of this free breakfast.

"But, Professor Dumbledore, it seems you didn't bring anything to eat?"

The silver-haired little loli jumped out of the kitchen. Looking at the old wizard with empty hands, her face fell instantly and she frowned in confusion.

Although she didn't know how far Hogwarts was from the small town of Lars, Elena was certain that it would be unrealistic if Dumbledore still used the flying spell like before.

"I can't conjure food out of thin air. Someone else prepares breakfast."

Dumbledore smiled slightly, raised his wand and waved it gently in the air, and Elena vaguely saw a light translucent ripple cutting through the sky.

The next moment, a house elf with big eyes and big ears appeared in the open space in front of the kitchen.

"Hello, Miss Elena, it's nice to see you again. Burley the house elf is happy to serve you."

It happened to be Burley, the house elf who led Elena to visit Hogwarts for an afternoon yesterday.

"Oh my god, is this the legendary goblin? I didn't expect it to really exist!"

At this moment, Benitez happened to walk out of the kitchen door together, looking at Burley standing in the middle of the three with a look of surprise.

Hearing the sound behind her, Elena suddenly realized that she was not in Hogwarts now, but an ordinary Muggle orphanage in the town of Lars.

"Oh my god, Professor Dumbledore, aren't you worried about the International Statute of Secrecy? You know there are ordinary people everywhere here..."

Elena's eyes narrowed, she turned around and tried her best to push the big man behind her into the room.

"Of course, don't worry. We have always had a set of responses to this situation."

Dumbledore smiled, waved his hand, played with the wand in his hand, and said casually.

"How to deal with...?! You mean..."

The little silver-haired girl paused thoughtfully and stood in front of Benitez. A brand on her left hand suddenly lit up, and she stared at the wand in Dumbledore's hand like a female leopard and said.

"For the record, I will not allow you to cast the Forgetting Curse on him."

Dumbledore looked at the little girl in front of him with great interest, and he suddenly discovered something that made him happy.

Compared to Riddle and Grindelwald, Elena Kaslana, who was also born as an orphan, seems to have many weaknesses, such as her obsession with food and her care for her family.

These are weak points in the eyes of Grindelwald and Riddle, but in Dumbledore's view, they are often the strongest points of support when fighting against the dark side of magic.

"Very good. It seems that you know a lot about the magic world. You actually know the common ways wizards deal with it."

Dumbledore nodded approvingly, with a slight curl of the corners of his mouth and a slightly naughty look in his eyes. He pointed the wand in his hand forward unhurriedly and said leisurely.

"If I were to cast the Forgetting Curse now, do you think you can resist it now? Come and try to stop me."

Although his expression looked casual, in fact Dumbledore's magic had been mobilized, ready to deal with Elena's various reactions at any time.

His eyes were fixed on the face of the little mixed-race Veela, and he was curious about how Elena would react when faced with such a powerful pressure.

"..."

Elena raised her head, her eyes met the tip of Dumbledore's wand, and she swallowed with some difficulty.

She opened her mouth feebly, and suddenly realized sadly that no matter how clever or eloquent she was, it had to be based on the premise that the other party would not use violence to overturn the table.

In a sense, some of her previous actions seemed a bit reckless. For some extremely powerful wizards, the terms of the magical world may not apply - they can do whatever they want...

A sentence suddenly appeared in Elena's mind, [Only magic can defeat magic].

When wizards are unreasonable, some of the current Muggle methods, such as money, guns, and mathematics, are all useless.

"If you please, distinguished Professor Dumbledore."

Elena glanced at Dumbledore silently, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, hiding her left hand behind her back, her tone was terrifyingly calm.

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, pointed his wand at Elena, and touched it gently while the little loli looked at her slightly tremblingly.

Pong!

A bouquet of bright and beautiful flowers bloomed from the end of the stick.

"Don't worry, the era of forcing all Muggles to cast the Oblivion Curse has long passed. You don't think I really dare to ignore the Ministry of Magic's regulations."

Dumbledore shrugged comically, shook his head, walked over, and explained with a smile.

"Since 1945, the Ministry of Magic has revised the International Statute of Secrecy. If one of the parents, spouse or children is a wizard, their family members will not be included in the group of people who need to keep it secret. As your guardian, Penny Naturally, Mr. Tes is not subject to confidentiality."

As Dumbledore spoke, he slowly stretched out his hand, habitually wanting to rub the girl's stubborn little head, but a big thick hand was placed in front of Dumbledore.

"If a child touches his head too much, he will not grow taller. Besides, she just washed her hair last night."

Benitez stretched out his hand, pulled Elena to his side, nodded politely, looked at the house elf and asked.

"So, may I ask Mr. Burley... how long does it take for the breakfast at Hogwarts to be ready and delivered to you? In half an hour, the children will wake up."

"Just call me Burley. Breakfast is ready."

Burley bowed gracefully, raised his slender fingers and made a crisp snap.

The wooden table in the dining room next to the kitchen was instantly covered with a white tablecloth, and ceramic plates filled with food appeared neatly and orderly on the table.

Milk, tea, coffee, pumpkin juice, orange juice, porridge, cereal, sugar, salt, butter, corn flakes, toast, bread, various jams, ketchup, mayonnaise, fried eggs, pickled herring , ham, bacon, grilled sausages, smoked fish, pickled salmon and fried tomatoes...

The entire orphanage's simple restaurant seemed to have turned into a miniature version of the Hogwarts restaurant in the blink of an eye.

"Thanks, Burley."

Dumbledore smiled and nodded.

"It is an honor for me to serve Mr. Dumbledore. I hope you all enjoy your meal."

Burley said sharply, bowed deeply again, snapped his fingers, and disappeared into the air with a snap.

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