[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

Fred and George took Amy directly into the kitchen, leaving her stunned and confused.

"This... that pear just... came in now?" Amy has been coming to Hogwarts for the fourth time, but this is the first time she has entered the kitchen. Moreover, this was the first time she learned that Hogwarts actually had a kitchen? ? ?

She had always thought that those foods were conjured by Dumbledore... So Angela said that her sister had come to the kitchen to eat secretly, and Amy had always been skeptical.

Just below the auditorium, there is a carved pear somewhere, scratch it, and the kitchen door will open.

I heard that this place is very close to the Hufflepuff lounge, and maybe they will come here to get something to eat when they are hungry.

The space inside is very large, as big as the auditorium upstairs, and there are four identical long tables.

As soon as the door opened and they entered, a dozen elves came out, rubbing their hands and looking at them eagerly.

"Sir, you are here...oh, and you have brought a lady with you." An elf said sharply.

The other elves also looked very pious and asked: "Sir, Miss, is there anything we can do for you? We are willing to do anything!"

Amy was very surprised: "There...is an elf here?"

George looked at her and smiled: "Of course! They are responsible for preparing food for everyone, cleaning the rest room, and lighting the fire in the fireplace."

Amy was even more surprised: "But, why have I never seen them before?"

Fred also smiled: "Hermione told you the same thing yesterday! Of course, handling everything without being seen is an essential skill for a qualified elf!"

After finishing speaking, he said to these elves: "We are hungry! Help this lady get something sweet!"

"Yes, sir! Miss!"

These elves dispersed in a flash, and after a while they came back with various small cakes and cookies, stuffing them into their hands desperately.

"This is so enthusiastic!" Amy was a little flattered, and because she really had too many things in her hands, she had to say to the elves who continued to stuff things into her hands: "Okay! Okay! Already. That’s enough! Take the rest back!”

But the next scene shocked Amy even more. After hearing her words, these elves actually knelt down and desperately handed out the food in their hands. Some even cried loudly or beat their heads with their fists.

"You...what are you doing?" Amy was a little panicked, but because she felt that she had said the wrong thing just now, she didn't dare to say or do anything anymore.

George smiled so helplessly: "You'd better take them all, Amy! Otherwise, they will be very sad!"

Fred's hands were already stuffed and he also said to Amy: "That's how they are! If you don't take their things, they will feel abandoned!"

"Okay... okay!" Amy no longer hesitated this time and simply shook out a corner of her robe and asked the elves to put things on top. After a while, it piled up into a hill.

"This...I have to eat it until next week!" Amy smiled dryly, because she always felt that this phenomenon was not real and she felt a little guilty.

But no one really came out to stop them, nor did they ask them to leave the food. The food did not disappear after they left the kitchen. And when they came out, the elves sent them outside the door so piously.

"It feels good! There are actually so many workers in Hogwarts? And are they all so responsible?" Amy carried the heavy food with the corner of her robe and looked back towards the kitchen as she walked.

George said: "They are all house elves! Our mother has always wanted one to help us iron our clothes. But... these are the creatures that belong to those very big families, and we only have one in our family." Pipe-banging ghoul.”

Amy turned to look at him and asked, "Do house elves earn a high salary?"

She thought the Weasleys didn't have house elves because they couldn't pay their salaries.

Fred's hands were full of food, so he couldn't free up his hands. He had to bump her gently with his elbow and said with a smile: "House elves don't need to be paid! But it's very troublesome to buy it! Being bought by others If you are fired, no one will want you because you have lost the trust of your master!"

"But..." George also turned his head and looked in the direction of the kitchen. He remembered that there seemed to be a house elf inside that was different.

They also told Hermione about these things yesterday, and Hermione reacted greatly, even going on a hunger strike to protest against the slavery of house elves.

Looking back at Amy, she actually just nodded: "Oh!" and completely accepted it.

What's unacceptable about this? In ancient times, wasn't this the case with servant girls who were sold into wealthy families? Don't be surprised.

The three of them walked back to the auditorium with the food in their arms, sat on the steps outside the auditorium, and started eating. Fred and George watched Amy until she swallowed her first bite of cake.

Amy also pressed the bottom of her throat and nodded: "Sure enough, it's much better! So I should just take a nap?"

Fred and George just laughed, and suddenly thought of the weird dream they had just had on the hospital bed...the smiles on their faces suddenly became very unnatural.

The people in the auditorium had finished leaving one after another, and the last few people who came out were talking about the Triwizard Tournament as they walked.

"What a pity. In October, I will be only one month away from turning seventeen...Why didn't my parents give me birth a month earlier?"

Fred and George kept nodding their heads as they listened to these words.

After Amy suddenly noticed it, she turned her head to look at the two people on the left and right, and suddenly asked with insight: "You two... don't think so too, right?"

Fred was still nodding: "It's only six months away!"

George also said: "It's so unfair that we are not allowed to participate with only a few months left!"

Amy lowered her head and continued to eat the cake in her hand, while shaking her head: "It's best not to participate!"

"Why?" they both asked.

Fred also said: "Originally, we wanted to ask for your help to see if Snape has any ready-made 'age-enhancing agent' potion."

George said: "If not, we will have to research and prepare it ourselves!"

Amy still shook her head: "Even if you use the 'age-increasing agent', you still can't be selected!"

"Why?" The two of them were still confused.

Amy swallowed all the cake in her mouth, and then said: "Because this is a competition between three schools! Therefore, the person selected must be the person with the strongest practical ability in each school! You... are ?"

Fred and George were stunned and looked at each other, speechless.

"But... it might also be due to luck!" In the end, they actually said such a sentence, which made Amy almost too lazy to pay attention to them.