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But after thinking about it, he grabbed his notebook and turned to leave.

"Let me see what is written in your diary!"

On the other side, Braun was also pulled to the lounge by Shabini.

Along with the two were Theodore and Daphne.

"Is this thing really going to be delicious?"

Daphne couldn't help but ask as she looked at the tentacles that were still squirming.

She felt that this thing was so disgusting that it didn't look like something humans were eating.

"Trust me Daphne!

This stuff is so delicious! "

Shabini encouraged from the side, and Theodore nodded constantly.

Ever since the last time he ate Braun's stir-fried shredded squid, he had been a little obsessed.

I tried it when I got home, but none of it was authentic to Braun.

What else Shabini wanted to say.

But in the end, at the instigation of everyone, he went outside the kitchen.

Braun expertly scratched the large green pear in the portrait.

Accompanied by laughter from eating.

A doorknob appeared in front of everyone.

"Go, why are you stunned?"

Daphne, who was still standing in place, shouted.

The other party followed Braun into the kitchen together.

In the Hogwarts kitchen, like the Great Hall, there are four long tables, corresponding to four houses.

Whenever the food is ready, the house-elf door will put the food on the long table.

With the help of plates on the table, it is transported to the auditorium.

"What smells so bad?"

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Sabini was smoked by a bad smell and almost vomited.

The house-elves who were still busy saw little wizards.

Hurriedly put down the work at hand and ran over.

"Sike! What is this? "

Looking at the pile of rotten and spoiled food on the table, Braun couldn't help but frown.

"Oh! Sorry sir. "

Xi Ke quickly asked the other house-elves to push the rotten food to other compartments.

"It's Halloween soon.

This year marks Sir Nick's 500th birthday.

He entertains undead friends from all over the world in the underground classroom.

It is held every ten years, and in fact, we are very distressed.

The taste of these foods is simply too great.

We had to leave them for the evening and put them out to cool. "

It can be heard that the house-elves are also complaining about this matter.

After all, it doesn't taste good to get such a lot of rotten food in the kitchen.

"Can the undead eat too?"

Daphne couldn't help but ask.

"They can eat, but they don't taste."

Braun explained aloud from the side:

"Rotten food tastes bigger, so it makes them feel something.

Generally speaking, the older the undead, the less affection they show.

Over time, they become more and more numb and eventually lose their emotions.

Some wizards believe that the undead are those wizards who are still attached to the world and refuse to face death, forming an existence between life and death.

When they are truly willing to face death, they may embark on a new journey. "

Several people seemed to understand and listened to Braun's explanation.

But soon he turned his attention to the huge tentacle.

"Hurry up Braun! Show Daphne your craft! "

Shabini said excitedly.

Braun was speechless.

Having said so much by yourself, you still want to eat tentacles.

"Sir, in fact, we can do it too!"

Xi Ke looked at the large tentacle with some excitement.

The same goes for the house-elves who last tasted fried shredded squid together.

Industriousness is their calling.

It is in their nature to serve wizards.

The will that had been infused in their minds since childhood made them very eager to serve Braun and them at this moment.

Shabini hesitated.

In the end, I readily agreed.

"Okay, but you have to deal with it."

During this time, there will also be big summer dishes from time to time in the evening banquet at Hogwarts.

The taste is all good.

This is what Sabini is willing to hand over to these house-elves.

Take over the huge tentacles.

The house-elves were happily surrounding each other and discussing how to deal with it.

The Braun four sat at the table and waited.

The enthusiastic elves brought them baked cakes and heated up the leftover roast meat from the dinner.

Served with a large jug of milk.

Although it wasn't long after just finished the dinner.

But at the moment, looking at these eaters, I still subconsciously ate some.

It didn't take long.

Seko and another house-elf came over with a huge plate.

On the plate are fried yellowish squid tentacles.

The spicy taste mixed with umami made several little wizards swallow their saliva.

"Whew... Delicious! Better than you make Braun! "

Shabini couldn't wait to fork a piece of squid meat with a fork and stuff it into his mouth.

While eating, I don't forget to evaluate it.

"Can't even gag your mouth!"

Braun rolled his eyes.

I ate it myself.

I have to say that the other party's craftsmanship is indeed better than his own.

But this is also normal, and in his previous life, he was at best a home-cooked meal.

These house-elves who know the magic of the Hufflepuff kitchen are also Michelin hotel chefs.

There is definitely no comparison between yourself and the other party.

While thinking, the fork mercilessly stuffed piece after piece into his mouth.

Looking at the three men who did not eat, Daphne looked a little puzzled.

"Is it really that delicious?"

She tried forking a piece and putting it in her mouth.

Immediately after the eyes lit up, he couldn't care about the lady's temperament, and joined the ranks of the battle with the three of them.

Half an hour later.

Four people were leaning back in their chairs and burping, and in front of them were messy plates.

Compare to what Braun once did.

The elves improved significantly more in line with the taste of the English.

The taste is slightly spicy, but not so exaggerated.

The elves diligently cleaned up the table and brought juice to everyone.

Finally, he waved goodbye to everyone.

"These house-elves are really welcoming!"

Shabini sighed while drinking juice.

"They are always like this, and their mission is to serve wizards."

Theodore said indifferently.

It seems that this behavior of house-elves is taken for granted.

"If only I had one at home."

I told my mom, but she said it wasn't easy.

House-elves are all monopolized by the pure-blood twenty-eight families! "

Shabini said dissatisfied.

Although his family has money, sometimes there are things that cannot be obtained with money.

"You should say this to Braun.

His uncle was the director of the Department of Fantastic Creatures.

Maybe I can help you get it. "

Theodore pouted at Braunnu.

Shabini also looked towards Braun.

"I'll help you ask, but not necessarily.

After all, you also know that very few people buy and sell house-elves these days. "

"That'll do! If there is news, be sure to let me know! "

Sabini seemed happy.

He also knew that house-elves were a scarce resource.

It's nice that Braun can help and ask.

He didn't ask for much.

"Which isn't Harry Potter?"

Sabini pointed to the figure coming from the foyer.

"Maybe I just came back from training."

Looking at Harry Potter Braun, who was wearing an orange wizard robe and carrying a broom, Braun frowned and said.

"The Gryffindors must be scared!

The Malfoy guy sponsored seven of the latest light wheels two thousand one this time.

These poor Gryffindor ghosts can only rely on increased training. "

Theodore was amazed.

"It's none of our business, let's go quickly, but Filch will be in trouble."

Daphne said a little nervously.

Sabini and Theodore, who originally wanted to say something more, did not say more.

If they were asked to pick the one person they hated the most in the school, it would definitely not be Gryffindor but Filch.

This old guy always likes to catch little wizards everywhere.

If it is really discovered by the other party.

That's no joke. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Braun, let's go first!"

"yes, Filch will come over later."

The three of them said goodbye to Braun in a hurry and walked downstairs.

Braun didn't stay here any longer either.

Instead, I walked towards the fourth floor.

"Sir!

Have you seen anyone else? "

Harry looked around with a frown.

But no one was found.

"Anyone else? Nope!

I haven't told you about my participation in the Headless Horseman.

Once again, the guys rejected my application!

I really don't understand, am I not headless? "

As he spoke, Nick also lifted his head.

That look was terrifying.

"You're right, sir! They shouldn't reject you! I think I'll have to..."

Harry Potter had planned to perfunctory the past, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Nick again.

"No one wants to be chopped off more than a dozen times in a row by a big axe of more than forty pounds!

Don't I want to make my executioner a little more painful, so as not to increase my pain? "

Nico chattered and complained again.

Harry, on the other hand, stood in place helplessly.

He was shivering with cold now.

Desperately want to hurry back to the common room and rest by the warm fire.

Because Malfoy had sponsored seven new broomsticks to the Slytherin team, those broomsticks were incredibly fast.

Gryffindor's sweeping series simply can't catch up with each other.

In order to be able to guarantee victory over Slytherin.

Wood asked them to step up their training.

Train for challenges in a variety of extreme environments.

In his opinion, Slytherins were nothing more than flowers in a greenhouse, and it was better to have a broom.

And this season is rainy again.

At that time, the Gryffindors, who are familiar with training, will definitely be able to easily defeat those Slytherins.

Of course, the price of this is that they trained in heavy rain for an afternoon today.

The rain literally soaked him from the inside out.

Even if the wizard robe can be waterproof, it cannot withstand such high-intensity training.

After all, the rain poured down the collar into the skin, and the wizard robe could not be prevented.

Nico also seemed to notice Harry's trembling body.

Looks a little guilty:

"I'm sorry Harry, but as a ghost, I do talk a little bit sometimes.

You hurry up and go.

Don't get caught by Filch.

He wasn't in a good mood today.

Because of the heavy rain, many little wizards were playing in the castle, and the muddy water made the floor all over the place.

He had already punished several minor wizards. "

After listening to Nick's words, Harry was suddenly startled before he could thank him.

Because he saw the skinny black cat on the stairs licking his paws.

He was staring at himself with those orange eyes without blinking.

"Harry Potter!"

The moment he saw Harry Potter, Filch walked over angrily.

"'I just cleaned the floor in the afternoon! Why can't you be honest? "

Filch didn't give Harry any chance to explain.

Carrying his clothes, he walked towards his office.

No matter how Harry explained it, he couldn't get the other person to let go of his hand.

"Can't a little wizard like you stay quietly in your dormitory?"

"Why do you always have to get in trouble with other people?"

As he spoke, he took out a punishment form.

Penalties were written on it.

"Harry Potter! Stain the corridor! Punishment: Clean the hallways for a week! "

Filch said angrily.

Shoved the form with punishment written on it into Harry's hand.

Then he threw the other party out in a huff.

Not long after, he roared out again and rushed to the second floor with a broom.

"Filch! Big fool! "

From upstairs came Peeves' shrill voice.

"Peeves! Push the armor of the corridor again!

Wait for it! Look, sooner or later, I'll let the headmaster kick you out. "

Listen to the other person's roar.

Harry snorted, he didn't dare to continue provoking Filch.

Now the other party is very angry, if he continues to provoke, he may increase the punishment.

Thinking about it, Harry hurried upstairs.

"Harry, how is it working?

I had Peeves knock down the armor to get Filch's attention. "

Nick suddenly appeared in front of Harry, startling him.

"Yes, thank you, Sir."

An ugly smile appeared on Harry's face.

He didn't tell the other person that his actions didn't help him.

Nick seemed happy to be able to help Harry.

"That's fine. By the way, do you have time for Halloween?

I would like to invite you to my 500th birthday celebration. "

As Harry walked upstairs, Nick asked, floating aside.

"Five hundred years old?"

Harry looked at Nick in front of him and looked a little surprised.

"Yes, I've been dead for five hundred years."

Nick's tone was tinged with emotion.

Then he looked at Harry expectantly.

"How? It will be in an empty classroom in the basement classroom.

Then there will be ghosts from all over England to attend.

Very interesting.

You'll be able to meet a lot of people, maybe your Potter ancestors. (Okay)"

Harry, who was still thinking about refusing.

After hearing the other party mention the ancestors of his family, he changed his mind.

He has always been very curious about his own life.

The same is true for one's own family.

It's just that neither Ron nor anyone else knows that he is the so-called savior.

I don't know anything else about my family.

If you can meet the ancestors of the Potter family then...

"Okay then! I promised.

I'll go then! "

"That's awesome!"

Nick rolled his head happily.

He even lifted his head again, showing how he lost his head at that time.

"No problem if your friend wants to come! Don't worry, Harry!

I'll send you an invitation then! "

While speaking, the other party's body disappeared into the stairs.

And Harry hurried to the lounge.

"Why is it so late?"

The fat lady looked a little dissatisfied.

But at the moment, Harry, who was frozen and frozen, did not have the heart to chat with the other party.

After saying the order, he hurried back to the lounge.

"Hah... Harry, you're back, it's a bit of a night. "

Ron asked sleepily.

Harry took off his soaked cloak and dropped his broom.

I changed into warm and comfortable pajamas.

It wasn't until I got under the covers that I felt warm up at last.

"I was caught by Filch, and I was punished for cleaning the hallway for a week."

"You're really unlucky."

Ron said sympathetically.

But Harry didn't want to talk to Ron about it at the moment.

Instead, he talked about Nick's invitation to participate in the Death of the Dead.

Nick said that many ghosts would come.

Maybe my ancestors too!

Then I will be able to know my parents, my grandfather, and even more distant ancestors. "

"That's nice."

Ron looked a little depressed.

Because he was not invited by Nick to fake.

"You can come with me then! Nick said I could bring my own friends! "。