Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 625:

"Which college?"

"Who else?" Hermione gritted her teeth with hatred, "Slytherin! Gryffindor! There are two idiots, it's fine to have an underground duel, but they even used black magic! It's still difficult to deal with curse magic!"

"You can't believe it, what I saw over there... It was only ten minutes away. If I hadn't brought the prefects to inspect today, Hogwarts would have had a vicious curse duel accident! Madam Pomfrey said, if that idiot and unlucky guy came a little later, he would have to eat with his belly button for the rest of his life!"

Shawn dragged his chin and thought for a while: "Eating with the belly button? That should be a curse of silence, but it seems that the person who cast the spell is not very proficient? There is a high probability that the other party's mouth is physically silenced. This is a common casting problem, and the wrong curse of silence will also cause a certain amount of backlash-the guy who cast the curse should have a mouth on his stomach now?"

Hermione listened to him explain the various situations of this black magic, and supported her forehead with a headache: "That's right, I forgot that you are a master of black magic - as the chairman of the Boys Student Union, you didn't even come to inspect with me! If you were anywhere, you probably wouldn't bother Madam Pomfrey!"

Shawn smiled smugly, while the other party was working, he was cultivating a relationship with Daisy in the Room of Requirement and wearing stockings.

Xiao Baihua probably also thought of this, she couldn't help but secretly lowered her head a little.

However, the student leader who just dealt with a black magic duel accident, her best friend and colleague is a top black magic master—to be precise, the strongest black magician in Hogwarts...

This matter is quite gray and humorous...

All kinds of food appeared on the golden dinner plate out of thin air. Due to the increase of foreign students, the Hogwarts kitchen has added a lot of foreign dishes. This made Sean, who has never been too cold about "British food", feel great pleasure.

The same is true for Hermione, but she likes to try all kinds of new things.

Bringing a baked snail that Daisy had never dared to eat, Hermione picked out the snail meat and asked, "What did you two do this afternoon?"

Shaun, who had been prepared for a long time, imitated Hermione's appearance and took a baked snail as usual, and said relaxedly: "I went to check the teaching content of this Sunday's club meeting again, and I am going to teach them the Patronus spell—well, Daisy taught it to be precise, and I haven't learned it myself."

Hermione didn't doubt that he was there, but just nodded: "Indeed, Daisy's Patronus spell is unique in the entire Hogwarts."

Xiao Baihua proudly puffed out her chest: "That's not right!"

"Please don't be proud, Miss Potter, you made two small mistakes in your Transfiguration homework last time! Professor McGonagall told you to go back and study carefully." Hermione is like a strict teacher, who is best at making students with their tails up in peace.

Daisy immediately shrank her head back. Normally she would dare to talk or act coquettishly, but now it was dinner time, and Hermione couldn't even think about eating a piece of dessert if she annoyed Hermione.

Hermione was very satisfied with Xiao Baihua's attitude. After tasting a snail, she frowned slightly: "I have eaten baked snails too...but it doesn't seem to taste like this..."

Hearing this, Sean also took a fork and stuffed it into his mouth to chew. After a while, he also frowned and spat out the snail meat in his mouth: "It doesn't seem like, but something is wrong."

This time the baked snails had an earthy smell that was almost unbearable.

The taste of left ingredients such as parsley and butter is not light, but it still cannot be concealed.

Daisy also leaned over curiously and forked a piece from Sean's plate, and spit it out as soon as she put it in her mouth: "Wow——it's so unpalatable."

"Isn't that the snail was handled well?" Hermione said with a frown.

Sean nodded: "The cleaning steps are not enough, and it is estimated that the water is not blanched, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a strong smell-strange."

At this time, there were also many students like Xiao En and the others. They tried baked snails and immediately vomited them out.

"Wow, this tastes terrible!"

"Is this the taste of French famous dishes?"

"Impossible! In Paris, such a restaurant would close down immediately." Said a curly-haired boy with a French accent.

Sean tried to get the other two meals. The medium-rare steak and the fried fish that were also prone to problems were both normal.

"Other dishes taste good—" Sean became puzzled.

The food at Hogwarts is all prepared by the house-elves. Sean, who can come and go freely in the kitchen, also knows the workflow of these elves-each house-elf basically has a fixed job, and every house-elf is good at cooking various dishes, even if he is only responsible for preparing dishes.

Moreover, before the dishes are served, the foreman often checks all the dishes for today to ensure that there will be no problems.

If only one dish was wrong, it would prove that there was something wrong with the two house elves who were responsible for the preparation and final inspection of the baked snails.

This kind of situation is very rare, because the house elves are honored to serve wizards, let alone serious food problems, even a little oil on the dinner plate is unlikely to appear.

However, this group of house elves have served Hogwarts for so long, and it is normal for them to have some problems occasionally.

At this time, some students in the auditorium spoke loudly in dissatisfaction: "This snail is not something that people eat at all, which house elf made it?"

Hermione, who was a little regretful because of the problem with the baked snails, was completely upset. She immediately stood up and said, "Student, please sit down. This is not food poisoning, it's just that the taste of the dishes is a little different from the traditional one."

The student who spoke turned his head dissatisfied. When he saw that it was the new president of the female student union who had recently arrested many "criminals", he turned off the ignition and sat down obediently.

Hermione scanned the audience majestically, but her tone became gentler: "The other food is still delicious, this is just a trial, the house elves are also trying to let everyone taste more dishes, I don't want anyone to use this to put pressure on them."

Sean listened silently and did not speak. Hermione has never given up on her ultimate goal of liberating the house elves, but this time she handled it quite well.

Hermione's original thinking was quite extreme, and she didn't even consider the house elf's own thoughts. In the past, she was afraid that she would directly blame the student.

However, this time she only acted seriously and did not use an accusatory tone, and she also used a more gentle way of speaking in the subsequent explanation.

Besides, Sean also agrees with her remarks. This is just a mistake, and there is no need to be blamed - if the house elf who made the mistake heard someone scolding them loudly in the auditorium, he might hit his head against the wall again.

Hermione's reputation is still very high now. After she finished speaking, everyone just stopped touching the baked snails, and no one publicly accused the house elves of their mistakes.

"How much does a house elf get paid..." Hermione sat down and whispered.

Sean laughed, this salary was forced by Dumbledore at the beginning, otherwise the group of house elves would not even be willing to ask for money.

"Sean—" Hermione turned her head.

"Huh?"

"You are more familiar with them. When the house elves are processing the leftover ingredients tonight, they will definitely find that something is wrong with the baked snails. Then they will harm themselves again—will you persuade them?" Hermione asked in a begging tone.

Sean readily agreed, just in time to go and see what happened.

After the episode, the dinner went on smoothly.

After the end, Hermione still had to conduct daily inspections, so Sean and Daisy walked towards Hufflepuff's dormitory.

The kitchen is hidden in the stone corridor leading to Hufflepuff. Sean, who is familiar with the road, finds the painting with fruit hanging on it, and then gently scratches the pear in the painting.

Pear started laughing, and then turned into a green doorknob.

Knocked on the door, and a sharp voice sounded inside: "Please come in!"

Sean opened the door, and suddenly, an extremely noisy voice came out.

"It's over! It's over! The new menu is screwed up!"

"There are a lot of spit out snail meat in those dinner plates!"

"There are still a lot of baked snails left untouched!"

"What happened! What happened!"

"My God, my God! This is a disgrace to the house-elves in the entire Hogwarts kitchen!"

There was a mess in the kitchen, lots and lots of house-elves squealing and screaming over the recycling leftovers, and some even burst into tears: "My great-grandmother's great-grandmother's great-grandmother! She used to serve Mrs. Hufflepuff! It's a huge disgrace!"

It seems that all the house elves have discovered the problem with the baked snails this time.

Sitting alone on the corner of the table wiping tears, Polis saw someone walking in, and he screamed in despair: "It's Mr. Wallop!"

The other house-elves also looked over, and Qiqi made a desperate voice: "My God! My God! It's Mr. Wallop!"

"Mr. Wallop must have also eaten that baked snail, and his precious stomach and Jingui's tongue suffered unimaginable damage!"

"Mr. Wallop is here to give an ultimatum! God, we are going to be kicked out of Hogwarts!"

Sean & Daisy: "..."

Where does this go... The house elves' brain power is too strong.

Sean took a step forward helplessly: "Hey, guys, I'm just here to greet you as a routine, don't think too much, can you?"

The house elves turned their heads to look at him in unison, and then cried loudly again: "Mr. Wallop told us not to have any extra illusions, and prepare to pack our bags and get out!"

"But I have no luggage..."

"Wow——" They cried even harder.

Shawn reluctantly pulled Polis who cried the most: "Hey, buddy, hey, Polis!"

Under his forced shaking, Polis, who was in despair, finally realized that Sean was calling him.

However, he didn't reply immediately, but knelt down with tears streaming down his face, and hugged Sean's trousers: "Dear, respected Mr. Wallop! This time it's all Polis' fault. I should have discovered this huge mistake!"

He raised his head and looked at Sean with desperate eyes like huge light bulbs: "Please decide how to punish Polis! It's all because of Polis!"

"Poris..." Sean wanted to interrupt helplessly.

But Polis cried out louder and louder: "I know! I know! I don't deserve Mr. Wallop's friendship and attention! I'm to blame for this!"

"It's not that serious..."

Watching Polis jump off the corner of the table, he was about to bang his head against the wall while crying.

Sean had to grab the other person by the back of the neck: "Calm down, listen to me, Polis, or you will really lose my friendship."

Polis stopped crying immediately.

Shawn breathed a sigh of relief, and then he held Polis and said to all the house elves: "I know what happened, and the principal and professors also know..."

The house-elves are crying again.

"But!" Sean said immediately. "We also know who did this, and there is no punishment for you, whether it is expulsion or confinement~IndoMTL.com~ nothing at all-Professor McGonagall also asked me to tell everyone that I hope that tomorrow I can make delicious food as always."

Either way or another, this group of house-elves who are prone to imagining that they have made a terrible mistake believe that Sean is not lying to them.

When the house elves gradually recovered, Sean looked at Polis: "Hey, buddy, this matter has something to do with you, but please believe me, it's just a small matter!"

"Don't look at me like that, it's really a trivial matter!"

It took a lot of time, Sean and Daisy's mouths were dry, and then Polis stopped crying, and at this moment he was leaning decadently by the sink.

"Polis, this is not like a mistake you would make." Polis is the kitchen foreman, responsible for checking the dishes beforehand.

Polis was dejected: "I was careless and didn't notice such a serious accident."

"Actually, it's not that big, it's just one less dish." Sean spread his hands, and then walked into the kitchen with Daisy.

After conveying the meaning of Hermione and Professor McGonagall earnestly, all the house-elves put the hanging big stone back in their hearts.

Drawing Polis to the corner, Sean asked curiously, "What happened?"

"The house elf responsible for blanching the snails is Jackson. He said his work was done, but we checked, and it was obviously a dish accident that happened without blanching! This is also directly related to me. I have been slack too much recently, and..."

Sean waved his hand to signal that the other party didn't need to take all the responsibility on himself, he wondered, "Are you sure you're drowning?"

Polis replied: "He sure, but we don't know, but..."

Shawn knew what the other was going to say, and house-elves couldn't lie.