Hogwarts Outsider Chapter 163: The missing breakfast

After Halloween, the weather started to get worse.

The tyrannical wind raged across the entire Hogwarts castle... Whenever the students went from the castle to the greenhouse for herbal medicine class, they would shiver in the cold north wind, almost freezing their bodies .

So much so that Matthew and the others had to put a thick woolen sweater under the robe to keep out the cold.

One morning in mid-November, when Matthew came to the auditorium as usual, he found that the place had become chaotic——

The auditorium was packed with people, the four long tables were almost full, and the students around were chattering non-stop.

"What's going on?" Matthew was confused.

He walked towards the long table in Slytherin with some surprise.

Only then did he realize that the golden plates on the table were all empty...not slowly filled with various foods as in the past.

Obviously, everyone should be discussing this too.

And the reason why the auditorium is crowded with so many students is also because of this reason.

"What's going on..." Draco Malfoy complained loudly over there, "It's almost half past seven, and breakfast hasn't started yet, so we can't go to class on an empty stomach?"

"Why hasn't the teacher come to help us conjure food on the plate!" Theodore Knott also said extremely dissatisfied.

"Food cannot be conjured out of thin air... This violates Gump's law of transformation..." Prefect Gemma Farley corrected him, "Our usual food is prepared for us by house elves... ..."

"...in the kitchens of Hogwarts, there are close to a hundred house-elves. There are not as many house-elves in any house in the whole of England... except for three meals a day, They will also come out at night to clean up, or take care of the stove or something..."

"Then why is this happening today?" Nott asked puzzled, "Where are the house elves?"

"I don't know either..." Gemma shook her head, "It might be Peeves' fault... Maybe it caused havoc in the kitchen, preventing the house-elves from working in time..."

Peeves is a ghost in Hogwarts who likes to play tricks, but unlike other ghosts, it has a physical body and can touch objects...

It is rumored that it caused a lot of trouble to Hogwarts Castle many years ago; but since Grindelwald became the headmaster, it has restrained a lot, and its pranks are not as frequent and bad as before...

The number of people in the auditorium is getting bigger and bigger, and it is almost equal to the number of people in the usual gathering.

Many students got impatient with waiting and left the auditorium with empty stomachs.

Just when Matthew was considering whether to do the same...

A black owl flew over suddenly and threw a note in front of Matthew.

There is a very short paragraph on it——

"Matthew:

You may consider coming to my office, I can help you solve the problem of breakfast.

You are faithful

Professor H.E.F. Slughorn"

……

Obviously, Matthew was not the only one who received this letter.

Almost every member of the Slug Club has received a letter with almost the same content.

Including Draco Malfoy and Elaine Shafik not far from Matthew.

This is of course good news, after all, it means that there is no need to go hungry anymore.

The members of the Slug Club got up and left from the long tables of the four colleges; however, none of them said anything at this time, so as not to cause "public anger".

After leaving the auditorium, they walked towards the potions professor's office one after another.

Neville and Hermione stopped at the stairs on the first floor. Strictly speaking, they were waiting for Matthew to come over—

"It's really great. This letter from Professor Slughorn is really timely..." As soon as Matthew came to him, Neville said very excitedly, "It is said that Hogwarts , this is the first time I have encountered such an accident..."

"What's going on?" Hermione asked with a puzzled look on her face, "Why is there such a problem with breakfast today."

Matthew shook his head: "Our prefect said that it might be because the ghost went to the kitchen to make trouble; but I don't think it's very likely...so let's go to Professor Slughorn's office first, He might know something..."

Neville and Hermione agreed.

The three of them arrived at the door of Horace Slughorn's office together. When they pushed the door open, many members of the Slug Club had already arrived.

"Welcome, children..." Slughorn ushered the three of them in, "In my memory, this is the first time that Hogwarts has seen such a situation... But fortunately, My office usually stores a lot of fresh food... Look, the taste should not be bad."

While speaking, he passed a basket of bread rolls to Matthew and the others.

"Thank you!" The three apologized quickly.

Neville Longbottom quickly picked up a piece of bread roll and ate it, it could be seen that he was already a bit hungry.

Matthew was not in a hurry to eat~IndoMTL.com~ He asked with concern: "Professor Slughorn, what happened? I heard that it might be Peeves who broke into the kitchen. Leading to the kitchen over there..."

"Peves, no, how is it possible..." Slughorn quickly denied, "It doesn't have the guts... There is probably only one real reason, and that is the house elf in the kitchen, They are trying to strike..."

"Strike?" Neville still had bread stuffed in his mouth, and his voice was a little vague.

Reluctantly swallowing all the food in his mouth, Neville shouted in great surprise: "I don't think this is possible... House elves are the most loyal creatures. They take pride in their labor and roam freely Shame...how could you do something like a strike?"

"I don't know," Slughorn said with a wry smile, "but Mr. Longbottom, that's how it happened."

"How long will it take to end?" Hermione asked from the side, she looked worried.

"Of course I hope it can be over now. It is said that Professor Rozier is thinking about a solution..." Professor Slughorn shook his head, "Of course, if those house elves are unwilling to resume work, Hogwarts will definitely change to other plans, don't worry too much."

While talking, Slughorn brought them a plate of sausages, a plate of bacon, and a large glass of milk.

Such a breakfast is quite rich.

"The taste is actually pretty good!" Neville muttered, "Eat more, too!"