Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 38 The Kitchen
McGuffin followed the marble stairs directly into the foyer on the first floor.

Hungry growling, empty stomach, only full of anger.

He wants to get something to eat.

There is no food in the halls at this time, but there is one place that is full of delicious food no matter what time of day it is.

—The Hogwarts kitchen.

According to the description in the plot, he came to the foyer on the first floor under the stairs.

McGuffin can't remember the details, but from George Fred they said turn left and head towards a door.

McGuffin walked down a stone step and came to a wide corridor, where the torches burned automatically to light up the surroundings.

All the decorations in the stone corridor are food, oil paintings, sculptures, and even the torches are in the shape of various fruits.

As for the pictures on the wall, they are even more dazzling under the firelight. All kinds of apples, pineapples, watermelons, roast chicken, steaks... are simply shining, like the legendary dishes that will glow.

The MacGuffin was drooling.

He quickened his pace, and halfway through the stone corridor, he stopped in front of an oil painting.

It is a picture of a huge silver bowl filled with various fruits.

——The secret is hidden behind the green pear.

He gently scratched the big green pineapple in the picture.

The pineapple squirmed, laughed, and suddenly turned into a big green handle.

"It seems that my memory is correct. It's really good luck. I hope that it can be easily knocked down as expected as in the plot." Now McGuffin is so hungry that his chest is pressed against his back.

McGuffin twisted the handle and pulled the door open.

"McGuffin!" Two surprised voices came from inside.

"Amazing! I found the kitchen less than a week after entering school!" I don't know if it was George or Fred who shouted over there.

McGuffin looked up at the far end of the long table, where the twin brothers were sitting.

Walking along the long table, he saw that the mouths of the two people were full of cakes, and they held forks with meatloaf and French fries in their hands, and there were steaming pumpkin porridge and some red dipping sauces beside them.

"George! Fred!" the McGuffin greeted them and walked towards them, admiring the Hogwarts kitchen.

The room inside is almost as large as the auditorium above, and four college long tables are placed in the same position.

The table is empty, but when it's open or when it's time to eat, it will be full of food, and then sent up through magic.

There are many long wooden shelves embedded in the surrounding stone walls, on which are placed many shiny copper pots and basins, gold plates, goblets, porcelain tableware, metal forks, wooden handle spoons, etc.

The MacGuffin came to the twins, surrounded by six elves.

Here is the end of the long table, and there is a round arched door inside, and there is a large fireplace with flaming flames in the deepest part.

There are many little elves busy in the room.They're all pretty much the same - long thin noses, big bat-like ears, long fingers and feet, wearing a tea towel with the Hogwarts crest on it.

One of the elves saw McGuffin, and hurriedly swung his short legs and came to McGuffin.

"Sir, would you like something to eat?" the elf asked in a shrill voice before McGuffin and George could say hello.

"Er.—give me a big steak, and some milk, and some biscuit cake."

Immediately, the six elves entered the kitchen at the back, and then served McGuffin with the food mentioned on a large silver plate (which probably couldn't be held with both hands closed).

McGuffin sat next to the twins unceremoniously, "I guess I know how you 'stealed' these foods from here."

After hearing McGuffin's remarks, the elf who was standing aside eagerly explained and screamed, "Elves don't need Hogwarts students to steal food, elves like to give food to Hogwarts students."

The screams pierced straight into the ears of several people, and more than 100 elves from behind also squeezed behind the arch to distinguish in a hurry.

"Elves love serving Hogwarts!"

"Pixies love to work!"

"Yes! Yes! You like to work! We, Hogwarts students, held it in the hands of the elves, and it was the elves who gave it to us." McGuffin quickly stood up and explained to the elves before calming down the ever-rising cry.

When the commotion was over, McGuffin and the two resumed their conversation.

"Hey, job, you mustn't tell Ron. We still want him to appreciate their brother...."

"That's us, who worked tirelessly to get these foods from the kitchen. This is our brother's concern for our younger brother."

"That's right, it's care and responsibility!"

George and Fred smirked at McGuffin.

There were not many pleasantries. In front of the delicious food, McGuffin was very hungry. He chewed a big steak and swallowed it.

The steak is served with milk, and there is a bite of cake every now and then.

The twin brothers were stunned, what kind of taste is this!
They tried to take a bite like this, and almost didn't spit it out.

George Fred watched the McGuffin eat up almost everything on the table in a short while, and they were dumbfounded.

"McGuffin, your taste is really..."

"A little hungry, a little hungry!" McGuffin explained shyly.

"Aren't you a bit hungry!"

"..."

"But you're good enough. It's just that you found the kitchen less than a week after entering school. You're already qualified!" With a piece of meat muffin stuffed in his mouth, George vaguely talked about another topic.

"Enough?" said the McGuffin, wiping his mouth after finishing his steak.

"Yes, you are a qualified Gryffindor! Much better than Ron! Although not as good as me and George - we found the kitchen on the first night at school."

"Oops, what time is it? The next class is Transfiguration!" McGuffin suddenly remembered that the afternoon class was about to start, and he wanted to transform his figure again, so he couldn't be late for Transfiguration class.

"Oops, it's almost time for class!"

McGuffin hastily bid farewell to the two, and bid farewell to the elf.

"Thank you so much, I'm going to be late! It's really unnecessary. Enough, enough..."

The elves still came around and filled the McGuffin with a lot of cakes, pastries and pies, curtseying constantly.

Eventually both of McGuffin's trouser pockets were filled with food, and he finally understood why George and Fred were so fond of bringing food to Ron and Harry.

——Is this simply the legendary 'free gift'?

(End of this chapter)