Hogwarts on the tip of the tongue

Chapter 24 A long-term meal ticket

Not long after, the children in the orphanage woke up one after another. After washing up as usual, they went to the restaurant to wait for the meal.

After Elena's various unexpected surprises over the years, the children have shown a high degree of acceptance of luxury breakfasts that are obviously above normal specifications.

After all, many things will no longer be so impactful for anyone who has experienced a full-fish breakfast that can feed almost fifty strong men.

After Benitez briefly introduced that this breakfast was sponsored by the generous Professor Dumbledore, the children's curiosity instantly turned to focus on food.

"Cough cough."

Elena stood up, put her hands on the table, stood on tiptoes, cleared her throat, looked around, and gently guided the children to thank Dumbledore.

"Before we start eating, everyone would first like to thank Professor Dumbledore sitting next to me. Because of his generous sponsorship, we have this sumptuous breakfast today."

Facing a group of children under ten years old who expressed their childish and serious thanks, Dumbledore smiled slightly and was about to speak.

"It's not just today's meal."

At this moment, the crisp voice of the silver-haired little loli sounded in Dumbledore's ears.

"Professor Dumbledore has agreed, and he will provide free breakfast in the orphanage."

The old man's long silver-white beard twitched, the smile on his face froze slightly, and he looked at Elena beside him in confusion.

"Really"

"Wow, that's great, long live sister Elena."

“Can I eat these every day from now on?”

Before Dumbledore could refute, it was like pouring a ladle of cold water into boiling oil, and the children burst into chatter.

"Oh no"

Unprepared, Dumbledore showed a rare trace of confusion and tried hard to sort out the logic.

"Professor Dumbledore, if you feel embarrassed, of course I will continue to prepare breakfast for everyone in the future, but this way"

Elena tugged on Dumbledore's sleeve with her left hand, showed the back of her hand to Dumbledore intentionally or unintentionally, and said softly.

"Only after this once can I go to school with peace of mind."

Dumbledore did not refuse or agree directly. Instead, he raised his eyebrows, looked into Elena's eyes, and asked softly.

For Hogwarts, it is not a big problem to additionally provide breakfast for a micro-orphanage with less than ten people. After all, they are also located in the Scottish Highlands, so the distance between the two is actually not too far.

If this could completely block this restless little girl's other demands, it would be quite worthwhile in Dumbledore's opinion.

"Only this one time."

Seeing that Dumbledore was showing signs of relenting, Elena nodded vigorously, her big eyes flashed up and down quickly, she shook Dumbledore's sleeves, and said coquettishly in a sweet and waxy tone.

"If lunch and dinner can be included, I promise to go to school obediently and not make any other demands. Please."

If it hadn't been for today's reminder, she almost forgot that after she went to Hogwarts, the responsibility of providing three meals a day in the orphanage fell on Benitez's shoulders again.

If the orphanage can match the Hogwarts food in terms of daily diet in the future, then the pressure on Benitez will be much less.

At least Benitez no longer has to secretly box box alone or do something more dangerous in order to raise funds.

This can be considered the last patch she made for the orphanage.

""

Dumbledore said nothing, and looked at the little mixed-blood Veela quietly with his blue eyes, as if he wanted to see through her true inner thoughts.

"If that doesn't work, how about I pay the cost of the food at the orphanage to Hogwarts from now on."

After Elena raised her head and looked at Dumbledore for a while, she finally retreated and made some concessions.

A smile appeared on the corner of Dumbledore's mouth, his eyes turned around among the hopeful and joyful eyes around him, he nodded slightly, and answered in a clear tone.

"That's right. And it's not just breakfast. From today on, we will provide everyone with three meals a day."

"Okay, it's settled. We won't discuss this matter anymore."

After receiving Dumbledore's affirmative answer, the silver-haired little loli hurriedly confirmed and quickly announced the end of the topic.

Then Elena's face turned serious, she clapped her hands vigorously, looked at the children surrounding the two of them and said.

"Okay, okay, thank you enough. Everyone, please go back to your seats and have a good meal."

"Oh"

There was a series of sounds in the restaurant as wooden chairs scraped against the floor, as well as the crisp collision sounds of knives and forks on plates.

Most of the children obediently followed Elena's instructions and returned to their seats and started eating.

But Bran, who usually listens to Elena's words the most, stood in place at this moment. He looked at Elena with some embarrassment, gritted his teeth, and summoned the courage to ask suddenly.

"Sister Elena, you don't want us anymore, right? You won't make us fried eggs in the future. Then I won't eat this."

Unlike most children who were seduced by a sumptuous breakfast, after hearing the words of the old man who suddenly appeared, Bran suddenly felt as if Elena was about to leave.

Following Bran's voice, the entire restaurant fell silent for an instant. All the children stopped what they were doing and raised their heads to look at Elena.

"I"

"Don't worry, sister Elena just goes to a boarding school nearby. She will come back to see everyone during the holidays."

In Dumbledore's hesitant eyes, Benitez, who was sitting aside, stretched out his hand, gently touched Elena's head, and explained to the other children with a smile.

"Is it because you opened that letter?"

Bran, the most curious baby in the orphanage, continued to ask.

"What a letter."

Elena tilted her head in confusion, picked up a piece of grilled herring and stuffed it into her mouth, asking vaguely.

"Didn't you say that before you opened that envelope, we could have Scottish Chicken Soup every day?"

Phew cough cough cough

Hearing Bran's question, Elena suddenly let out a violent cough and glanced at Dumbledore beside her with her peripheral vision, slightly embarrassed.

The silver-haired little loli looked embarrassed, looked around, grabbed a piece of toast covered with butter and stuffed it into little Bran's mouth.

"Okay, just focus on eating and don't talk."

"Haha, Bran you are so stupid."

The older child next to him gloated and patted Bran on the shoulder, then corrected him with a look of disgust.

"Sister Elena said before that those fat chickens all flew here from a chicken farm called Hogwarts. What does it have to do with the letter?"

Elena looked increasingly embarrassed, picked up the spoon, and knocked the older child next to Bran on the head.

"If you are smart, eat your breakfast quietly before talking, and your homework will be doubled today."

After all, she had just blackmailed Dumbledore into getting a long-term meal ticket for the orphanage, so it was really inappropriate to say this at this time.

The round-faced Scottish chicken keeps coming to Hogwarts Chicken Farm until he opens the letter

Dumbledore turned his head and glanced at the silver-haired little Loli who reacted violently, with a strange look on his face. This little mixed-race Veela had done some special research in order to eat the school's owl.

"Ahem, Professor Dumbledore, I'm done eating. I'm going to change clothes first. Let's go directly."

Elena swallowed the food in her mouth in one breath, put down her knife and fork, smiled awkwardly but politely, and quickly slipped from the dining table to her room.