Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

This is not the first time Harry has seen a house elf.

In fact, since Elena entered Hogwarts, almost no one in the whole school is unaware of the existence of house-elves. The students know how to get three meals a day, and who is helping to clean up the room. And washing clothes.

Sometimes Harry even felt that he was actually a house elf at Dursley's.

Cleaning windows, washing cars, trimming lawns, tidying flower gardens, watering roses and pruning gardens, repainting garden benches ... After this summer vacation, the tasks of preparing three meals a day and helping to clean up the kitchen and living room were added.

Fortunately, this kind of life will only last for another month at most.

And on the other hand, as Harry started to take charge of part of the kitchen, the Dursleys' attitude towards him was slightly improved, at least not as much irony and sarcasm as before, if not because of accidentally taking bacon On Uncle Vernon's face, he begged for a few words, maybe he could still get extra opportunities for Hedwig.

Temporarily setting aside the emotion brought from the dining room, Harry frowned and looked at the two little dictators who were wrestling together

The elf who appeared in front of Harry this time was slightly different from what he remembered.

Unlike the energetic house elves in the Hogwarts Castle with napkins printed with the Hogwarts school badge (in fact, Elena had already asked them to change their napkins to small clothes at the end of the semester ), The two house elves rolling out of his closet looked like a beggar.

The house elf in the downwind should be very old, except for a dirty rag around her waist, her whole body is almost naked, and the wrinkled skin makes her look more than what her body actually needs. Many times.

Although its head is as bald as all domestic elves, there are a lot of white hairs growing in those big bat-like ears, **** and watery eyes, and a big fleshy nose. It's like a pig nose.

At this time Kreacher was desperately waving his skinny arms, trying to get back the letter that was in the hands of the young elf.

The younger house elf was wearing an old pillowcase, but only had a few holes in the arms and legs. In addition to this, Harry noticed that the elf's fingers and ears were covered. The scars were as if they had been brutally abused-it was because of these scars that it could not easily subdue Krich.

"Oh-hello." Harry said with a bewildered consciousness.

"Harry Potter!" The younger house elf shouted sharply. "Dobby has always wanted to see you, sir ... It's an honor ... Dobby has heard of your greatness, sir ..."

At the same time, the old elf also looked up, looking at Harry with words.

"Is this true? Of course, Kreacher saw the scar, and it must be true. It was the boy who stopped the Dark Lord. Kreacher didn't know how he did it-oh, yes, Master's letter! The young master is a nasty scumbag, but Kreacher will never allow the mean villains of other families to steal the letter from the young master to Harry Potter! "

Then, while Dobby was distracted, Kreacher suddenly rushed over again, trying to grab the envelope.

It's just that compared to the young and agile Dobby, Kreacher, who has already entered the old age, is obviously much slower. Before waiting for Kreacher's finger to touch the envelope, Dobby has flexibly jumped aside and refuted sharply. .

"Dobby is not stealing. Dobby only keeps Harry Potter for temporary security—"

"Wait, except for this letter ... you cut off all my friends' letters?"

Harry gradually heard the clue from the conversation between the two elves, frowning and looking angrily at Dobby.

Last year was Uncle Vernon, and this year was a house-elf who didn't know where he came from. From last year to this year, it seemed that every time he approached this time, it was difficult for him to get a letter to himself.

"Harry Potter, don't be angry with Dobby-Dobby is all about ..."

Dobby jumped left and right across the room, avoiding Kreacher, while blinking anxiously in excuse.

However, as Harry began to cooperate with Kreacher to block its path in the room, Dobby had to start making movements in the room, using various ornaments or debris to fight for space for himself.

"What about my letter ?! Where did you throw my friend's letter!"

"Not lost, the letters are still much more than here, sir."

Dobby said quickly, waving the trash can to open the rushed Kleece, jumped to the top of the closet, and pulled out a thick stack of letters from the pillowcase he was wearing. At a glance, Harry recognized Draco's slightly lacy retro font, Ron's handwriting, Hermione's neat fonts, and the lovely words of Juanxiu, which was unique to Elena's head ...

"Do n’t be angry, Harry Potter, it ’s better for you, because this year ’s Hogwarts could be dangerous ...

Dobby blinked anxiously and looked down at Harry.

"Dobby originally thought ... if Harry Potter thought his friend had forgotten him ... Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, sir ... Harry Potter had to promise Dobby first Back to Hogwarts, I will return the letter to you. "

Harry didn't want to listen, and reached for the letter, but Dobby jumped away.

"No," Harry said angrily, "Give me my friend's letter!"

With his combined efforts with Kreacher, they finally confined Dobby to a very narrow space, and as Harry was about to catch the flexible elf and recapture the letters it had cut off.

At this moment, footsteps suddenly came to mind in the hallway outside the door.

Uncle Vernon stepped on the wooden floor with a heavy body and made a crunching sound, accompanied by the roar of the man.

"What are you doing? Boy, do you want to demolish my house ?!"

Snapped.

Snapped.

A panic appeared on the faces of the two house-elves, and the phantom dislocation was unanimously carried out. With the stack of letters only a few centimeters away from Harry's fingertips, they disappeared in front of Harry.

Only Harry was left in the empty room, and the bedroom was ruined.

Immediately after, the door handle turned away.

"Ah-very good-very good-"

Uncle Vernon's fierce big face appeared in front of Harry. He looked around Harry's bedroom as if he had just been ravaged by a few big men, and put his face in front of Harry. It was terrible, and his teeth were slow. Speak slowly.

"Learn to breathe out, right? If I don't come up, are you going to smash the windows of my house? Or are you going to burn the bed? Or say a few deep marks on the wall? Um? Boy, speak ! "

"Here, these are ..."

Harry looked around at the messy bedroom and looked at Vernon Dursley's gloomy face, explaining weakly.

"Uncle Vernon, I know this sounds ridiculous, but just now two house elves fought here ... One of them intercepted my friend's letter, and the other wanted to take it back to me ... … "

"Domestic-elf? Why don't you say it's a goblin fight?"

Vernon Dursley grinned, revealing some yellowed teeth, and said coldly without a smile.

Harry swallowed and explained quietly.

"Fairies and elves are different. Although they do have fairies, they are mostly in the Gulinge Wizard Bank ..."

"Enough! I have no time and no interest in listening to your nonsense here!"

Mr. Dursley screamed, spitting stars splashed on Harry's face, interrupting Harry's words directly.

"Listen to me, kid!"

Uncle Vernon pointed his fingers stiffly in front of Harry's nose, and said fiercely.

"Tonight I might make the biggest deal in my life. If you can prepare a dinner for your Aunt Petunia and help me successfully get the order, I will not care about your **** owl, it You can fly as much as you like in the evening, as long as you are not seen by the neighbors around you, or do n’t let your friends who do n’t know how to come home. ”

After a short pause, Vernon Dursley raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes.

"Of course, if you dare to be a ghost at dinner, I swear I will make you regret being born in this world-and, if you let me find you smashing something here, then you will move me downstairs Go live in the cubicle. "

Regarding the dinner that Uncle Vernon said, Harry naturally knew what it was.

For the past two weeks, he has almost closed his mouth and said this.

A wealthy builder and his wife are coming to dinner. Uncle Vernon hopes that person can order a large amount of rig from his company. If they are lucky, they will have money to buy Majorca. The island villa.

Compared to Aunt Petunia's barely passable British housewife cooking, Harry's cooking is much better.

After a year of Hogwarts potions lessons, Snape ’s knife weight instruction, and Elena ’s culinary skills from time to time, Harry, who had a certain talent in housekeeping skills, has made rapid progress. .

In some simple cooking, it can almost meet the normal standards of Hogwarts house elves in the past.

Although there are not too many expensive ingredients to choose from, Elena ’s philosophy is to use the most common ingredients to make the most delicious and rich dishes. In this regard, Oriental cuisine can open up several streets of Western food.

"Understand, understand, rest assured, Uncle Vernon, I will cook well at night."

Looking at Uncle Vernon with a fierce look, Harry nodded and said very seriously.

"However ... about Hedwig, you must talk and count!"

Regarding the dishes tonight, Harry had finalized with the Dursleys a week ago.

Because it is a family dinner, it is not too complicated to prepare. There are two kinds of pie as the staple food:

The first is the traditional English fish pie that Harry most often eats at Hogwarts. It only needs to cover the mashed potatoes with fried fish, cheese, cream, onions, carrots, and put them in the oven to cook. , You can do it easily.

Compared to looking at the starry sky school, this is obviously much simpler.

The second type is the steak loin pie common in Scotland. Onion, steak and beef loin are mixed in the pie. You need to sip beer while chewing on it. It is particularly suitable for starting business topics.

For hot pot dishes, Harry prepared Lancashire casserole.

This is Gryffindor little wizards who often secretly make casseroles by the fire in the common room.

The main reason for this dish is to slice all the vegetables, lamb, and beef prepared, add salt, pepper, and flour to the marinade for a little while in advance, then remove the excess flour, and throw it into the pot to mix onions, carrots, The broth, thyme and rosemary are sautéed together, and finally covered with potato chips, butter, and put in the oven, it will be out of the oven.

Since there is no oven in the common room, the little wizards of Gryffindor usually change the crucible into a large crucible, directly suspending it in the fireplace, and evenly heating them with flame spells in all directions to achieve an oven-like effect.

In addition, there are jam pudding, mango chicken (mixed with banana, apricot, mayonnaise and chicken), cream frosting pancake cake (this is Aunt Petunia ’s specialty), stewed bean soup ... these are common Dishes.

All in all, this dinner can be said to be the most important thing for the Dursleys throughout the summer vacation.

In order to make everything go smoothly, Vernon Dursley even overcomes some of the fear of magic, and did not care that the cooking shown by Harry may be from the teaching content of the wizarding school-anyway, the wizard is also a human, and also To eat, if the wizard's food can help him get the order, he can even tolerate Ha using his wand to touch the kitchen.

"It's better to do this ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This is good for all of us."

Uncle Vernon stared at Harry very seriously for a while, as if to try to tell whether he was lying, and then continued slowly, raising his voice all at once to ensure that his son and wife downstairs could hear it.

"Okay, then I think at noon, all of us would better go through the evening again ..."

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And at the same time, on the other side.

12 Grimmauld Place, the ancestral home of the Black family.

"What did you say? The house elves of the Malfoy family snatched my letter to Harry ?!"

Sirius Black, who was playing with his beloved flying motorcycle in the hall, stood up sharply, frowning heavily and looking at the old house-elf standing in front of him.

Kreacher nodded, irritated in his turbid eyes, and said in a firm tone.

"Yes, I have met the guy named Dobby at Malfoy Manor before. He is the house elf of the Malfoy family. It ’s not just your letter from the young master, I see that there are many others writing Harry to him. Porter's letter. "

"Malfoy? Huh, Lucius' courage is too big."

Sirius Black snorted, and then he rightly returned the giant Hagrid around him to his giant flying motorcycle. His eyes flashed a cold look, and a little excitement.

Although Dumbledore did not allow him to pick up Harry at Dursley ’s house, nor did he allow him to take the initiative to talk to the former Death Eaters, but if this happened, how could he be the legal godfather of Harry? You have to manage it.

"Exactly, I still have no chance to visit Lily's sister's family and talk about Harry ..."

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