Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 116 Wonderful Kitchen
Mike and Franklin no longer hesitated and headed straight towards the Hogwarts kitchen. Along the way, Franklin seemed to see that Mike was in a bad mood and did not say anything more to Mike.

The Hogwarts kitchen was located next to the Hufflepuff common room and not far from the greenhouse, and the two walked quickly and soon approached the kitchen.

"Why are you here in Hufflepuff?" a voice suddenly came.

Mike and Franklin looked back and saw Cedric and two junior Hufflepuff students looking at them with confusion.

"We're going to the kitchen," Mike replied with a smile.

"I haven't thanked you for what happened last time. I was out on patrol with the management team that day and didn't get here in time. Luckily you came to my rescue." Cedric said sincerely, "What do you want in the kitchen? I'm very familiar with that place, maybe I can help."

Mike said calmly, "Uh, no thanks. I just thought the Hufflepuff cream chicken at lunch was delicious, and I wanted to ask the house-elves how to make it."

"Ha! That's Madam Hufflepuff's masterpiece!" Cedric snapped his fingers and said excitedly, "How about this, I'll go with you and introduce you to the Hogwarts kitchen."

Mike and Franklin looked at each other and noticed the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"No, really." Mike said word by word, "We won't bother you with such a small matter."

Cedric was not a person with low emotional intelligence. He realized his mistake after a moment's thought and said quickly, "Well, then I won't go with you. When there's a chance, I'll take you for a tour of the Hufflepuff Common Room."

Mike agreed decisively and sent away the enthusiastic Cedric.

Watching Cedric disappear into the entrance of Hufflepuff House, Mike took Franklin into the Hogwarts kitchen.

The kitchen at Hogwarts is very large, but the equipment is very simple. Not to mention the electric oven and dishwasher, even the most basic stove is wood-fired. It is hard to imagine that the house elves cooked so many dishes in such an "ancient" kitchen.

When Mike and Franklin arrived in the kitchen, the house elves were preparing dinner. Today's dinner should be roast chicken and sausages. Many house elves wearing pillowcases with the Hogwarts logo worked together. Some of them waved their fingers like a conductor, and the whole live chicken was quickly killed, bled, and feathered. Some were specifically controlling the heat, and some used their fingers to direct the processed broilers to be baked in a stone kiln similar to a primitive oven. The whole kitchen was filled with fragrance.

A house-elf seemed to have discovered Mike and Franklin, screamed, and disappeared with a "chirp!"

Then, as if a chain reaction had been triggered, all the house-elves in the Hogwarts kitchen looked at Mike and Franklin in horror, and then disappeared.

Mike was speechless. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted to the empty kitchen: "We have no ill intentions. We just want to ask you for a favor."

"Dear wizard, what do you need?"

A voice suddenly sounded from the side of Mike, who was startled. After finally calming down his pounding heart, he turned his head to look. He saw a well-proportioned house elf with a pair of big pointed ears, about 40 cm tall, looking at Mike and the others nervously. There was a forced smile on that little face, but it was a little distorted because it was too nervous.

"Um, I think..." Before Mike could finish, the house-elf looked extremely surprised and screamed, "Wow! You are Mr. Mike! Mr. Mike who participated in the snake removal operation and was praised by the principal!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the house-elves that had disappeared came out from every corner of the kitchen and looked at Mike curiously.

"Thank you so much, Sir Mike. If you hadn't gotten rid of the basilisk, we wouldn't be able to work properly until now." The house-elf choked up and said, "I don't dare to recall the days when I couldn't work properly. It was too painful!"

The other elves in the kitchen echoed each other, and soon the kitchen was filled with crying.

Mike reacted immediately and hurried to comfort the house-elves. Franklin was obviously seeing the house-elves for the first time and had not yet adjusted. He really didn't understand why he was so upset because he couldn't work properly.

After learning about Mike's identity, Mike and Franklin's treatment immediately improved. The house elves warmly invited the two to sit at a huge table, and then one exquisite dish after another was served.

Looking at the busy house-elves, Mike said to the house-elf 'Hanger' who had been following them from the beginning: "You are so enthusiastic that I feel a little embarrassed."

Upon hearing this, tears as big as beans immediately flowed out of Clothes Hanger's big eyes, and he said hurriedly: "We are so useless. We even embarrassed Lord Mike. Damn it!" As he said that, he was about to slap himself.

Mike quickly stopped him and said, "No, no, no! I mean your hospitality is really great, and the food is delicious!"

Only then did the clothes hanger turn from sadness to joy.

Seeing Hanger's attitude change 360 ​​degrees, Mike wiped the sweat from his forehead again and said, "Hanger, I think house-elves are the best magical creatures in the world, so I have always wanted a house-elf of my own. I wonder if I can take one from you?"

When Hanger heard Mike praising them, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself, but when he heard the second half of Mike's words, he looked embarrassed.

"Master Mac, I'm afraid that's not possible." Hanger said, "We have all signed a contract with Master Hufflepuff to serve Hogwarts for generations."

Mike showed a disappointed look when he heard this, but he was very happy in his heart. He knew everything that Hanger said, and he never wanted to take the house-elf here away.

"In that case, forget it." Mike said, "Can I ask you for a favor? Professor Lockhart will come here to discuss something with me. You may not know that Professor Lockhart has a habit of fighting if he disagrees with something. If he does anything out of line later, can you help me stop him?"

Hanger's heart almost broke when he saw the disappointment on Mike's face. As a house-elf, failing to satisfy the master was the most serious crime.

Hearing Mike's request again, there was no reason for him to refuse, and he agreed happily.

Seeing that Hanger agreed without hesitation, Mike smiled. This was a sure thing. If Lockhart was really the heir, then he could definitely give him a surprise today!
(End of this chapter)