Chapter 1082 Hogwarts Characteristic Culture
Since last year, the Hogwarts kitchen has become the gourmet ceiling in the wizarding world.
Even ignoring Elena's life experience, everyone in the Ministry of Magic has to admit that this little chef who is less than thirteen years old has opened a door to a new world of food for Hogwarts and even the British wizarding world. It doesn't seem to be a big problem to give her some privileges based on this.
In fact, with the exposure of Elena's "Princess of the Demon King's City", the previous doubts of Lucius Malfoy and others were solved.
Unlike magical talents, it is difficult to imagine how exquisite and rich the cooking ideas a person will have if he has not tasted enough exquisite dishes. At least these seem incompatible with Muggle orphans - but if it is replaced by Grindelwald's Granddaughter, that's okay.
"Hogwarts special dinner? Is this any different from what students eat?"
Within a few minutes, the originally simple and empty office turned into a stylish banquet hall.
Amelia Bones frowned, looked around at the busy elves around her, and couldn't help but ask.
In her impression, during her previous visits to Hogwarts, most of the visitors from the Ministry of Magic had a row of seats beside the head staff's table, and the contents of the dishes were similar to those served by the students of the four houses that day. At most, they were extra. One or two more side dishes exclusive to the faculty garden.
"Well, yes, ma'am. This is a Hogwarts welcome dinner carefully prepared by the chef for distinguished guests and holidays."
At the dining table, Burleigh, who was promoted to head of house elves at Hogwarts, bent down and answered respectfully.
"This is on the one hand taking into account the limited share of raw materials for each college's dishes, and on the other hand taking into account the randomness of VIP meal times. Therefore, in temporary guest occasions such as today, there is a certain probability of launching a separate 'Hogwarts Special' Dinner for you all - in this relatively private banquet hall, you can enjoy the food while chatting about various matters without being constrained by the eyes of the students."
Burleigh, the house elf, paused, snapped his fingers, and a gold-rimmed menu appeared in front of Fudge and the others.
"In the special dinner, the main ingredients of most dishes are sourced from around the school. Apart from being delicious, more importantly, they are nowhere else."
"Sounds good. To be honest, Professor Dumbledore, I'm a little jealous of your food."
Cornelius Fudge looked around, turned his head and smiled at Dumbledore, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
If the position of Minister of Magic wasn't so glamorous and he couldn't overact, he might even want to move to Hogwarts.
Not noticing Dumbledore's slightly bitter and helpless expression, Fudge picked up the gold-rimmed menu from the table and read the names of the dishes on it with great interest. He wanted to see this so-called "unique" dish. What are the special Hogwarts dishes?
“Crispy devil swamp frog, cheese-baked soft-shell crab, Thai-style big herring, mountain delicacies in hot pot, cracked ice-cold snake mountain...”
The first few dish names are pretty normal, but the last two seem a little... off?
Cornelius Fudge raised his head and subconsciously looked at the old wizard sitting next to him.
"Professor Dumbledore, these are..."
"Oh, dear Mr. Minister, there is an unwritten rule about dining at Hogwarts Castle—"
At this moment, the mysterious laughter of Professor "Apocalis" suddenly came from not far away, "As people who enjoy delicious food, we try not to ask about the method and ingredients of each dish, just like the recipe for a magic potion. , these are the secrets that make Hogwarts’ special dishes unique.”
"However, I understand your concerns. How about you give me your share and then I ask the elf to give you the students' menu?"
Grindelwald grinned and looked at Fudge with interest. His suggestion of exchanging dishes was obviously not a joke.
On the other side, as the principal, Dumbledore seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Hey, Apocalis...Professor, I am a guest, so this is a bit unkind of you -"
Cornelius Fudge laughed, and those doubts were instantly forgotten.
Although I don’t know what is unique about those “special dishes”, if these dishes can make even the principal of Hogwarts and the hundreds-year-old great alchemist unconsciously get greedy, then according to the simplest logical reasoning, this is definitely a Hogwarts is considered a rare high-standard dish.
Half a quarter of an hour later, as the exquisite and delicious dishes appeared on the dinner plate, Cornelius Fudge completely let go of his worries.
Maybe there was a little surprise in the first half of this trip to Hogwarts, but overall it was still very enjoyable.
What surprised him even more was that in addition to the dishes, red wine even appeared on the table.
As they drank and drank, the solemnity and estrangement that had lingered in the room quietly melted away.
Among the members of the Ministry of Magic and the school board, Lucius Malfoy was undoubtedly the one who had the best experience - unlike other wizards who were served by several "shared" house elves, after the banquet began, He was accompanied by a domestic servant one-on-one at all times.
After three rounds of drinking, Kingsley Shacklebolt suddenly raised his head and looked at Dumbledore while still slightly tipsy.
"By the way, Professor Dumbledore - I wonder if the house elves at Hogwarts have considered transferring or leasing them?"
"That's not for me to decide, Mr. Shacklebolt."
Dumbledore shook his head and raised his glass to signal to Cornelius Fudge and the school board members beside him.
"The right to control the property of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry requires the opinion of the school board. Not to mention, this matter cannot be decided by the school. We also need relevant information from the Ministry of Magic. Regulations are the only guide, you should ask Mr. Minister first. And we also have to consider whether the ancient pure-blood families with house elves serving them have any objections..."
"Professor Dumbledore, you just think and worry too much. Wouldn't the Malfoy elves be sent to Hogwarts?"
Cornelius Fudge burped, waved his hand nonchalantly, and answered casually.
"Hiccup, this matter? Anyway, I don't think there is any problem. I will discuss it with the ministry when I get back and push it forward as soon as possible - then remember to reserve a capable house elf for me. Well, at least he is proficient in most hordes. The kind of dishes from Gwartz’s kitchen—”
You know, although Cornelius Fudge also came from a pure-blood wizard family, his family did not have house elves for generations.
In such a pleasant and relaxed atmosphere, it was such a small request, and it was made by a big guy like Kingsley Shacklebolt. Cornelius Fudge accepted it without thinking - as for What do pureblood families think? He is the Minister of Magic!
Cornelius Fudge shook the red wine glass in his hand and thought happily.
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But for Umbridge, dinner in the Great Hall that night was not a pleasant experience.
News of her and Elena's friction in the Transfiguration classroom spread like wildfire, even by current Hogwarts standards. As she sat in the staff chair and began to eat, she noticed that the teachers and students around her were whispering.
What made Umbridge even more irritated was that the young wizards who were whispering to each other didn't seem to worry about whether she would hear their discussions.
In fact, it was quite the opposite. The little boys were chatting and gesticulating happily, and even glanced at her from time to time.
"Have you heard that Professor Umbridge was beaten by Elena in the Transfiguration classroom..."
"She seemed to have been knocked unconscious by Elena's spell..."
"Are you exaggerating? He is a formal professor after all!"
"Have you forgotten the duel in the foyer?"
"That's right. Compared to the previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, Professor Umbridge is a bit weak..."
"Wait, attacking the professor?! Elena will be expelled!"
"Then you are overthinking. As you saw at noon, Elena is considered half a professor. This is at best a friction between professors - and look at the dining table in Hufflepuff House, Miss Kaslana It didn’t look like anything was wrong, but Professor Umbridge’s face was gloomy.”
"Hey, do you think it was Professor McGonagall who did it this time?"
"Spare me. If it's Professor McGonagall, then Professor Umbridge should still be lying in the school infirmary right now..."
"Well, that's right..."
boom!
"Lawlessness, immorality, simply lawlessness!"
Umbridge slammed the cutlery in her hand on the table, and her whole body was shaking with anger. Her hands were shaking so much that she could hardly hold the knife and fork steadily. "The students at Hogwarts must be taken care of." No matter what, you, you, and you, what are your names? Points will be deducted!"
Umbridge looked fiercely at the Ravenclaw girls closest to her and said sternly.
She couldn't take care of Grindelwald's granddaughter, so couldn't she take care of these little talkative little guys? !
"Insult the professor. Each of you will be put in solitary confinement and Ravenclaw will be deducted thirty——"
"Ahem, sorry, Professor Umbridge -"
At this moment, a slight cough suddenly came from Umbridge's ear.
Professor Flitwick looked at Umbridge with a headache, shrugged his shoulders and said seriously.
"According to the school rules of Hogwarts, during non-class hours, punishments for students in each house such as confinement and high point deductions must be decided by the dean. I personally think that compared to deductions and harsh punishments, as professors we Students should be given more opportunities to correct their mistakes."
"Huh, but in my opinion..." Umbridge laughed angrily and was about to take the opportunity to have a fit.
"It is very wrong to talk about others behind their backs! Especially the teachers who imparted knowledge to you."
Professor Flitwick didn't wait for Umbridge to speak, turned his head to look at the girls, and continued to speak as if he was chanting a magic spell.
"Miss Cross, Miss Yulin, Miss Sharon, I hope you can keep this in mind and immediately apologize to Professor Umbridge - as for whether Professor Umbridge accepts it, and how she will punish you in the future, I believe it depends more on your attitude.”
As he spoke, Professor Flitwick secretly blinked quickly at the three girls caught by Umbridge.
"I'm sorry, Professor Umbridge!"
"Professor Umbridge, I'm sorry, we shouldn't be talking about you!"
"We were wrong. We won't do this next time. I hope you can accept our apology!"
The three girls reacted quickly, stood up politely, and spoke loudly with sincere expressions.
At the same time, other students in the auditorium also noticed the movement here and looked over curiously.
Under the eyes of all the students with different expressions, Umbridge's face kept changing colors like a chameleon, and finally settled on a purple-black look like constipation, "I won't do this next time, but you are talking about the teacher behind his back. Something——"
"Five points from Ravenclaw, five points from each of you. I don't want to hear any excuses."
Professor Flitwick said without hesitation, looking even more angry than Umbridge.
"Reflect on it after you return to your dormitory. I think you are all smart children. Do you think this is okay, Professor Umbridge?"
"Hmph." Umbridge snorted furiously and helplessly.
With a dark face, she put down her knife and fork and walked straight out of the auditorium.
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