Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 797
Professor Frolov still felt a bit like he was in another world even after he had fully entered the restaurant.

The restaurant's decor creates a tranquil and comfortable atmosphere, and like other restaurants in Padstrom, it incorporates marine elements.

The restaurant's walls are painted in a soft light blue tone, adorned with carefully selected artworks, creating an elegant ambiance. A series of small plants hang in the corners, adding greenery and life to the interior.

Meanwhile, the flooring here uses high-quality wood flooring, the dark wood color contrasting with the walls to create a warm and comfortable feel. Soft rugs are laid on the floor, adding a touch of gentleness.

The restaurant's furniture is made of solid wood and features comfortable cushions.

The tables and chairs are designed in a simple yet elegant style, and the wood grain looks especially warm under the sunlight.

Each table is set with exquisite tableware and fresh flowers.

Strangely, there wasn't a single customer in this cozy restaurant except for them.

"Amazing!" Professor Frolov turned and opened the door he had just entered through—

But on the other side of the door was not the street they had come from, but a bustling street.

Although it was already night, the streets outside the restaurant were still bustling with activity.

"You... how did you do that?" Professor Frolov gently found a chair and sat down, rubbing his head wearily.

It was as if they doubted they were still dreaming.

“A little bit of magic,” Tiera said with a smile. “Welcome to a brand new and wonderful world.”

Tiera snapped her fingers lightly.

Professor Frolov’s chair began to slide him along.

The same changes also occurred to the other tables and chairs in the restaurant.

Some of them shrugged off to the outside, while others gathered towards the center, arranging four chairs neatly around the largest table in the middle of the restaurant. “Please, Professor Frolov,” Tiera gestured politely, “how about we talk over dinner? I’m sure after traveling thousands of kilometers, you must be longing for a hot dinner and answers to all your questions.”

Professor Frolov glanced at the same table and chairs in the center of the restaurant, then at Mitchell McGann, who had accompanied him all the way, and finally—

He walked to the dining table and chose the chair closest to the door to sit down.

After Professor Frolov took his seat, Tierra gracefully sat down opposite him.

The seat furthest from Professor Frolov spanned the entire large round dining table.

Just then, the strange and short creature that Professor Frolov must have thought approached—

The creature was thin and bony, looked very small, and had ears as big as a bat, protruding eyes the size of a tennis ball, and a rather long and flat nose.

It was a house-elf that Tiera had temporarily transferred from Hogwarts.

Of course, Tiera would pay extra wages, one Galleon per person per day.

Besides the house-elf currently in charge of taking orders, there are seven other house-elf chefs in the kitchen.

"Sir, please order!" The house-elf respectfully brought over a carefully prepared menu and smiled at Professor Frolov, saying, "Sir, welcome to our restaurant. This is tonight's special menu, and we recommend you try our chef's unique seafood dishes. Please feel free to choose whatever you like."

Professor Frolov took the menu with a somewhat strange expression, but did not immediately start ordering. Instead, he looked at the house-elf who brought him the menu with some curiosity.

The house-elf looked somewhat nervous and uneasy.

"Um, sir?" the house-elf asked somewhat nervously.

(End of this chapter)