Chapter 291 Chef and Breakfast

Burleigh the house-elf was born at Hogwarts, just like his parents.

Burghley's ancestors have lived in the castle, generation after generation, ever since the benevolent Helga Hufflepuff brought the house elves into the castle.

The elves at Hogwarts are proud of Hogwarts. The elves at Hogwarts are happy to work for all the teachers and staff at Hogwarts. Whenever a student comes to the kitchen, Burley and the other elves They will serve food enthusiastically and try their best to meet any requests they have.

Until this year, a slightly special student came to Hogwarts...

"Miss Kaslana, may I ask... do you have any orders?"

Before Lu Wei could tap his paw for the second time, the huge portrait tremblingly rotated outwards.

At the door of the Hogwarts kitchen, Burleigh, who was pushed to the front by a group of house elves, raised his head, glanced at the huge three-headed dog close at hand, and swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"Finally willing to open the door? I thought you were all asleep."

Elena raised her hand and patted Lu Wei's furry body, signaling the big dog to calm down for the time being.

"Please understand, Principal Dumbledore specifically asked..."

Burleigh, the house elf, wrung his hands in front of him, his big eyes full of pain, and whispered helplessly - actively refusing to provide help to the students, this is no less difficult for the kind-hearted house elves. An ordeal.

"No need to repeat it, I am very aware of Dumbledore's prohibition. But there is no need for you to avoid me in this way, right?"

Elena curled her lips in displeasure, waved her hand to interrupt Burley's next words, and looked around the orderly Hogwarts kitchen. There were many gleaming copper pots and pots stacked against the stone wall. In the copper basin, at least forty or fifty elves were standing in the middle of the kitchen, staring blankly at her.

"It seems like you haven't started preparing breakfast yet..."

"Miss Kaslana, I'm sorry to let you see our slackness, we will start preparing breakfast now!"

The house elf Burley's expression changed, he screamed and kept bowing, his thin body kept shaking.

Although Burleigh could explain, for example, that breakfast time is two hours later, or that different food cooking procedures are different, the nature of the house elf restrained him and made him do nothing but bow and apologize. Solution.

"……That's great."

The look on Elena's face relaxed, she nodded with satisfaction, and added, "Very good, I was worried that you had already cooked all the breakfast in advance, but luckily you are not late."

"Eh?"

The house elf raised his head blankly, looked at the silver-haired little witch who didn't look fake, and blinked in confusion.

"What's for breakfast today? Is it still the same?"

Ignoring the house elf who was standing there, Elena walked into the kitchen. Her eyes wandered around the vast room, and she easily found the ingredients piled up - pickled herring, bread, eggs, bacon. ,Potato……

There is no doubt that even if normal standards are restored, breakfast at Hogwarts is still extremely unimaginative.

Elena only needs to glance at the ingredients, and her mind can immediately map the food that may appear on the table in the Hogwarts Great Hall next - if nothing else, today's menu is nothing more than milk, fried eggs, Boiled eggs, bread slices, oatmeal, pickled herring, bacon slices, mashed potatoes...

"Miss Caslana, Miss Caslana...Professor Dumbledore said..."

When Elena accidentally walked into the kitchen, the house elf Burleigh quickly came to his senses and trotted after her.

"I know the Hogwarts kitchens can't offer me any help."

Elena sighed, looked at the elf behind her like a follower, and turned around helplessly, "But Professor Dumbledore didn't say that I can't help in the Hogwarts kitchen or make some suggestions, right? "

"this……"

Burleigh, the house elf, blinked and stayed where he was again. After hesitating for a few seconds, he spoke carefully.

"But, Miss Kaslana, the Hogwarts kitchen does not need your help... I mean, you see, we are actually able to complete all the cooking and provide delicious and sumptuous breakfast to all the teachers and students of the school on time."

At the end of the sentence, the house elf Burleigh puffed out his chest with pride.

In the entire Hogwarts, almost all the little wizards are full of praise for their cooking skills. This is the most proud point of all house elves. For nearly a thousand years, kitchen and cooking have been their most proud areas.

"Oh? So...don't you think that just making the food cooked and edible is enough? Have you made a mistake? Delicious and edible are the two biggest differences."

Elena raised her eyebrows, picked up a potato and tossed it in her hand.

"I'm simply fed up with your perfunctory attitude. Listen, the reason why Hogwarts spends so much money on purchasing ingredients is not just to upgrade from a potato platter every day to a potato platter. , pickled herring and grilled bacon - if you just want to increase the variety of ingredients, buying flour is enough."

You know, in order to convince the Ministry of Magic and the entire wizarding world that Hogwarts is really facing a crisis, Hogwarts has submitted an application for austerity expenditures to the school board as early as last week. Today, the funds for the purchase of these ingredients, All are sponsored by the generous Mr. "Otto Apokalis".

In other words, all the money spent was the Galleons that Elena had worked so hard to move back from Gringotts.

However, whether it was yesterday morning, noon or dinner, Elena was greatly disappointed by the dishes provided by the Hogwarts kitchen - perhaps for most little wizards, this is already a quite luxurious configuration. .

But for Elena, whose taste has been cultivated for a long time, Hogwarts' food, which is either boiled or baked, is really not something that people can eat. The thought of having to eat in this place in the future After living in school for at least five years, she felt that she should find a way to do something.

"Miss Kaslana, no matter how dissatisfied you are, at least when it comes to food, we think..."

Hearing the contemptuous tone in Elena's words, a young house elf standing next to the workbench couldn't help but defend himself.

Over the years, no little wizard has ever made such comments about the food in the Hogwarts kitchen. For a moment, all the house elves, including Burley, felt a sense of injustice as if their dignity had been challenged.

"That's you, you think..."

Elena turned her head, picked up the pan, and glanced indifferently at the elf who spoke.

Almost the moment the girl's fingers touched the pan, a confident and powerful aura burst out of her, as if facing Dumbledore in a rage, making all the house elves in the kitchen breathe. There was a sudden pause.

The most consumed item in breakfast at Hogwarts is actually bread.

It should be noted that bread (Bread) is not the same as toast (Toast), which is common in Western restaurants in later generations. There are clear differences between the two in terms of taste, aroma, and even nutritional value.

Strictly speaking, bread needs to be baked and cooked before it can be called toast.

"Breakfast needs to be treated with care. Slicing bread is just the beginning process, not the final step."

As Elena spoke, she skillfully lit the stove, placed the pan in her hand on it, put a little butter into the pan, waited for the solidified butter to gradually melt, and then methodically cut the bread in her hand into slices.

The sound of sizzling came out, and the wonderful smell of milk quickly spread in the kitchen.

"jam."

Elena stretched out her hand to the side without raising her head, and ordered in a normal tone, with an irresistible majesty in her voice. Burley, the house elf, almost instinctively found the jam from the cabinet and handed it to her. In Elena's hands.

While the butter was melting, Elena took out the sliced ​​bread and carefully spread cheese, jam, and a little butter on one side of the bread in layers.

Then, put the bread slices directly into the pot smoothly, cover the pot, let it simmer for about ten seconds and then reopen it.

In a pan, fry the bread slices face-down in hot butter until golden and crispy. The rising heat also melts the cheese on the other side, blending it with the sweet and sour jam, creating a mouth-watering deliciousness.

"It's easy, isn't it? Now try it."

Elena used a spatula to take out the toast pieces dripping with cheese from the pan, put them on a plate and handed them to Burley, the house elf standing next to her. She calmly brushed the silver hair hanging down her cheeks. Trying hard not to sound so proud and proud.

"Look at the difference between this cheese and jam toast and the slices of bread you serve directly to the table."

Sure enough, as a habit developed in the orphanage for so many years, if I don't cook with my own hands in the morning, I always feel a little empty in my heart.

Gulu~

The whole Hogwarts kitchen resounded with the sound of swallowing.

You know, it stands to reason that the elves have to wait until all the teachers and students in the school have finished eating before they can take the time to enjoy their own breakfast. .

"Huh, uh...it's so hot."

Burleigh, the house elf, swallowed, held the edge of the toast with both hands, and after blowing it for a few times, he put it into his mouth without thinking too much and took a bite.

Crack, the golden and crispy toast pieces make a nice sound.

Immediately after, the long cheese stretched out, and the fragrant jam also flowed out. The three elements of the cheese aroma, the sour and sweet jam, and the crispy toast were perfectly blended together. In an instant, the ordinary breakfast was transformed. Sublimated into enjoyment.

The expressions on the house elf Burley's face changed in various ways, and two lines of tears flowed down his face unconsciously, and finally settled into an expression of intoxication, happiness and shame - it turns out that breakfast can still be like this, and they have been proud of it all these years. What?

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rua~

Chapter 1: I was hungry and went to look for food. (If you don’t owe me more updates, I’d rather save the manuscript if I want to add more updates, it depends on my mood)

Crying, a lot of people complained at the end of the last chapter, the reminder was so obvious, it’s not like Elena woke up hungry.

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