Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

Then the two took a closer look at the second floor. After all, this can be regarded as the most concentrated and busiest floor in Hogwarts Castle.

There are Professor McGonagall's office, the classroom of the history of magic, the school hospital, etc. The excitement is also related to the school hospital. After all, in Hogwarts, where the school spirit is simple and simple, getting a little injury is a daily check-in.

Then went to the first floor, and then Miss Hufflepuff was about to run outside happily, but Hema thought it was already dark, and the outside was next to an ancient forest, which was prone to danger.

Since students of Hema's level said it was dangerous, she also agreed, not to go out and run around, or if she was really injured, how could she make excuses when she went back.

Hema also didn't take this dishonest master to the auditorium. After all, there were many students inside and the flags of the four colleges were hanging on it, so it was easy to cause problems.

In the end, the two came to the ground and walked towards the kitchen. Hema couldn't help but feel more relieved, as long as he got something to eat for this guy and sent it away, it would be fine.

"Is the kitchen underground?"

"Yes."

"By the way, I just took a look at the auditorium. This kitchen should correspond to the location above, and then send the finished things directly up."

"Yes."

"Sure enough, it's really a good design. It would be great if the academy also designed it like this. You have to go to collect the ingredients in person every day, and then cook it yourself. By the way, who makes the food in your school?"

"Elf."

"Elf!? After a thousand years, are these poor little guys still bound by humans?" Hufflepuff suddenly became silent, and seemed a little angry.

"Obviously these little guys are very diligent and hardworking. Just because of this, they are regarded as the best servants and slaves by humans. Take me there to see how these little guys live."

"Miss Hufflepuff... please." Hema didn't explain to the other party first, but walked to the kitchen, opened the mechanism, and the two walked in quickly.

This time happened to be the eve of dinner, and many elves were busy in the back kitchen, while other elves walked quickly between the front and the back kitchen.

But Hufflepuff, who was a little angry at the beginning, was taken aback. Seeing the elf's cheerful expression and the uniform clothes he was wearing, the corners of his eyes became moist.

"You... gave them a good job... Sorry, I was thinking too much just now, I thought it would be a problem... that kind of situation..." Hufflepuff turned his head and bowed to Hema with an apologetic expression.

"That kind of situation?" Although Hema knew that the elves had been enslaved for many years, maybe thousands of years, at least earlier than Hufflepuff's time.

"Our elves at that time actually lived a very hard life. They did the dirtiest and most tiring work every day, and then they were whipped and insulted. They became tools to vent their anger. They were more miserable than slaves... That kind of feeling is beyond human imagination. .”

"But now these little guys, I don't need to talk carefully, I can feel that they are in a good mood, there are no injuries on their bodies, and they are wearing clean clothes. Your school is really doing a good job."

"It's Mr. Abbott!"

"Mr. Aibo, who is this?" Wallavo and a few elves gathered around, seeing a girl beside Hema, and looked at her curiously.

"Hello, my name is Helga." Hufflepuff stretched out his hand, but the elves nodded instead of holding it.

"Miss Helga, hello."

"By the way, do you want something to eat? We just made thick soup and leg of lamb." Wallavo said cheerfully, shaking his new clothes.

"We bought this after we received our wages."

"That's right, although we don't need wages, Dumbledore will still give each of us a Galleon every month."

"Yeah." Miss Hufflepuff smiled slightly, feeling very happy, not only the food, but also these little guys gave her a good feeling.

"Hey!" The little guy yelled at Hema,

But Hema gave it a very unhappy look, and then replied.

"Prepare some food for this young lady. Get a few more, don't buy too much, as long as she can eat enough for herself."

"Hey? Don't you want to eat? And you don't need to make so much, just some soup and some bread."

"You are a guest, so let's waste a little bit this time." Hema knew that this was a thrifty housekeeper, but this time it had to be rectified no matter what.

Although it was old Deng's activity funds that were consumed, not the activity funds of Hogwarts shareholders, sometimes Hema felt that it was outrageous that Hogwarts actually had a shareholder system.

Then according to this, I am afraid that the person in front of me is the major shareholder. You brothers can give way. What if one of the four founders eats some of his own food!

Then, under Hema's arrangement, Hufflepuff ate the most sumptuous meal in the past two or three years. It's not that her life is difficult.

It's that the school provided the ingredients, but her cooking level is not very high, of course she is improving, but compared with these rich dishes, it is far behind.

Moreover, many delicious ingredients in the college require magic crystals, although a low-level spar can buy about ten catties of pork or seven catties of beef.

But in order to be able to take more good courses, she naturally restrained her spending power, even if she didn't eat well, she still had to learn something.

"Eat, let's go!" Hema also helped to send the dishes to the scrubbing area in the back kitchen, and then shouted to Miss Hufflepuff.

"Oh! But it always feels a little weird, this sentence..."

But when she followed Hema to the back kitchen, a little wizard rushed in from the outside, and then waved at Hema and Hufflepuff.

"Hema! And this lady! Excuse me!"

"Hermione?" Hema was also taken aback, how did this girl know they were here?

"Hema, I want to ask this young lady to do something."

"Me? If there's anything I can do to help you, I'll definitely do it." Miss Hufflepuff was also very friendly, after all, this is the tradition of Hufflepuff.

"Thank you, what's your name?"

"Just call me Hufflepuff."

"Hufflepuff?" Hermione was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Hema who was beside her. Hema also raised her eyebrows slightly, signaling her not to ask more questions, and Hermione also nodded understandingly.

"Yes, why does it feel like you are all curious about my name? Could it be that I will become some great big shot in the future! Let me calm down!"

"Haha, Miss Hufflepuff, you are so kind and work so hard, it is very normal to be successful, isn't it?"

"That's right, but I won't ask you about my achievements. Let's leave some thoughts for my future." Although Hufflepuff was curious, she calmed down a little. , Changed this seemingly beautiful world.

"By the way, Miss Granger, what do you want?"

"Well, I have a special coin, but it was broken, but when I met you just now, it suddenly lit up with other lights. I feel that maybe you can fix it. Of course, if you can't , it’s okay, I just want to try.”

Hermione took the coin from her neck and put it in Hufflepuff's palm, the purple streamer became brighter and brighter.

Hufflepuff frowned as he looked at the text above, and suddenly thought of something, "This is a text from the Age of Gods... is it an ancient runic text, and it still has power...Miss Granger, it seems that I want to congratulate you .”

Herma looked at the coin from the side, and remembered that Hermione had mentioned to him that she also had a damaged original rune, but she couldn't use it unless it was repaired.

"Wait a moment, form perception!" Hufflepuff pulled out his wand, cast a spell slowly, and then closed his eyes, as if he was searching inside with the magic power on the wand.

"Huh...huh... isn't this substance actually metal? Then..." Half a minute later, Hufflepuff slowly opened his eyes, but he looked a little unhappy.

"Sorry... I sensed this kind of substance. It's not metal, but something between ceramics and rocks. I remember right, it should be called tea ruler porcelain crystal, and this kind of substance is needed for repairing, otherwise there is no There is no way to make a perfect restoration.”

"Only this kind of substance can perfectly fill this gap without dissipating the power inside."

"Then..." Hermione was also a little lonely, but after a few seconds she smiled again, "It's okay, thank you, Miss Hufflepuff."

After all, the world is difficult, and she can't catch up with all the good things. In the future, if you have the ability, use your strength to mend it forcibly.

"Then shall we go?" Hema patted Hermione, who was a bit disappointed, and led her inside.

Hermione also reacted immediately, and followed, "Wait for me, I'll send Miss Hufflepuff off too."

Although she didn't know how this Hufflepuff was made by Hema, the other party probably wouldn't lie to her, that is, the real Hufflepuff.

So, as a student of Hogwarts, she naturally wanted to send off this great founder.

"Thank you, Miss Granger."

So the three of them came to the water tank surrounded by all the elves, but when the little guy flew over and planned to cooperate with Hema to open the water tank, Hufflepuff suddenly squatted down.

"I found it!"

"What?!" Hema and Hermione were startled, and the little guy trembled and let out a cry.

"This water tank... is very interesting!"

"Um?"

"Haven't you found out yet? The material of this water tank is tea ruler porcelain crystal!"