Hogwarts Food Master

The next morning, the birds outside the window were chirping.

A bold quail landed by the window, pecking at the reflection on the window.

Wang Chao opened his eyes and glanced at the Slytherin alarm clock on the bedside. It was only five o'clock in the morning.

I woke up too early. I covered my head and wanted to go back to sleep again, but I couldn't suppress my excitement and couldn't fall asleep at all.

He kept his eyes closed and muttered for another half an hour, then he lifted the quilt and sat up.

The morning sun rises outside the window, and its bright light shines on the entire Hogwarts.

One by one, the messenger owls flew in and out, taking away letters of admission.

In a month, Hogwarts will welcome batch after batch of students, including old students returning to school and freshmen who have just entered school.

The dinner of the new school year is definitely the highlight of my career.

Wang Chao stretched himself. Since he couldn't sleep, he would simply clean up.

Unpack your suitcase and place your personal belongings in the room.

Once you get busy, time flies by.

"Sluggard! Wake up! It's seven o'clock in the morning!"

The Slytherin alarm clock roared with a deep voice, so loud that the glass windows were shaken with cracks.

The little quails and sparrows playing outside the window were frightened and flew away.

"Useless slacker, impenitent mudblood, I'm going to deduct ten points from you!"

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The Slytherin alarm clock scolded him for a full five minutes, but there was still no sign of calming down.

"Oh my God, I'm going to have a heart attack."

Wang Chao quickly came to the bedside, picked up the Slytherin alarm clock that was still shouting, opened the window and threw it out.

At [-]:[-], after changing into formal clothes, Wang Chao looked at himself left and right in front of the fitting mirror.

The navy blue wizard robe is meticulous, the dragon's heartstring wand is pinned to his waist, and the special chef medal issued by the Gourmet Association hangs on his right chest.

The overall style is a little more serious, but it is very suitable for today's occasion.

"I'm just the kitchen manager at Hogwarts. You'll be fine."

At 55:[-], there was a brisk knock on the door.

Wang Chao, who had been impatient for a long time, opened the door. Standing at the door were Dumbledore and Professor Snape.

"Are you two always this inseparable?"

Wang Chao issued a torture from the depths of his soul.

Dumbledore's smile was very kind, "Don't you remember what I said yesterday? Professor Snape is a very warm-hearted person. In fact, I am enough alone, but he just doesn't trust."

Maybe I misjudged Professor Snape. Wang Chao was a little touched in his heart, but his words changed when he spoke.

"Haha... What are you worried about? I have signed the contract. Are you afraid that I will run away? Can you use me to cast an unbreakable spell?"

Professor Snape showed a rare big smile, and even let out a hissing laugh like a snake.

Just as Dumbledore promised, Wang Chao's room was not far from the kitchen, just across a Quidditch pitch.

This is a separate three-story building, the same Gothic style, but there is a large piece of scorched black outside, as if it had been struck by lightning.

When he reached the gate, Wang Chao frowned.

The gate is very huge, made of heavy marble, with a very strange pattern engraved on it.

It seemed like a chocolate birthday cake because the cake was chocolate colored.

Under the birthday candle, a circle of fish heads stretched out, staring up at the starry sky with dead fish eyes.

As we all know, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry itself is a deviant place.

For example, this was the first place in the world to accept mudbloods, and it even took in werewolf-infected people and giant hybrids.

Since Dumbledore became the principal, this school spirit has been thoroughly carried forward.

Maybe it also affected the kitchen. Without 1000 years of cerebral congestion, I wouldn't have been able to come up with the idea of ​​merging starry sky pie and chocolate cake.

Anyone who can come up with such dark cuisine is a genius to some extent.

Dumbledore took out his wand and clicked on the heads of the first, third, and 12th fish.

"who is it?!"

A rough voice came from the third floor.

Dumbledore used a magic spell to amplify his voice, "Sir Sir Heather! I am Dumbledore!"

"Aha...it's you, kid, come in!"

The door opened in response, and an indescribable smell came from inside.

It was the aroma of chocolate and fried fish.

Dumbledore and Professor Snape subconsciously took a step back.

Wang Chao sniffed, pursed his lips and said, "They should be making cakes and fried fish. The cakes are burnt, the chocolate has gone bad, and the fish is not fresh."

Countless house elves in sacks were busy, some were grinding chocolate beans, others were carrying frozen fish upstairs.

A busy scene.

Dumbledore pointed to each storage room and said, "All kinds of ingredients are stored here, including thousands of tons of wheat and vegetables, as well as various meats and fish, and a lot of fungi are also stored."

The three of them passed through the busy house elves and arrived at the second floor smoothly.

"The second floor is where the house elves rest. They all work hard. Most of the house elf families have served Hogwarts for thousands of years."

The accommodation conditions cannot be said to be dirty and messy, but almost unlivable.

With these weeds on the ground, some of the house elves looked malnourished, with sallow complexions and thin bodies.

Wang Chao couldn't help but ask, "What? They live in a place like this?"

Professor Snape on the side said expressionlessly, "We also wanted to improve their living conditions and sent them beds and quilts, but they dismantled the beds and tore the quilts into strips and spread them under the weeds. .”

Dumbledore pushed up his glasses awkwardly.

"House elves are generally used to this way of living, and there is nothing we can do to force them to change."

Wang Chao did not dwell on this issue. After all, he would be the kitchen manager in the future, and these matters would be handled by him.

A group of people climbed the stairs to the third floor. Just halfway, a house elf rolled down with a scream.

There was a chubby man standing at the entrance of the stairs, shouting loudly, "Listen to me, we must prepare twenty cakes today, and we must use freshly ground chocolate powder. Whoever dares to make a mistake again, I will also take him down the stairs." Throw it up and down!”

The noise coming from the third floor was so loud that if the fat man hadn't shouted that he was making cakes, Wang Chao would have thought that a fire dragon was being cooked in oil on the third floor.

He was so excited that he didn't realize for a moment that the two people behind him had already surrounded him on the left and right.

With an anxious mood, Wang Chao finally arrived at the third floor and was immediately stunned by the sight in front of him.

The ceiling was smoked black, and ten large pots were supported in the center of the kitchen, with flames burning underneath.

From time to time, frightening screams came from the cauldron.

On the edge of the pot, barefoot house elves were stirring vigorously with forks.

There was blood and an unknown liquid with a foul odor flowing on the ground.

boom!

A fire suddenly ignited in a large cauldron, and the contents spewed to the ceiling like lava from a volcano.

The house elves were running around holding their heads. The fat man and a thin woman pulled out their wands and hit them with lightning.

On one side of the wall hangs a portrait that takes up half the wall.

In the portrait, a wizened old man wearing an ancient chef's uniform was roaring with an unacceptably loud voice.

The weird stench, the erupting cauldron, the suspicious liquid on the ground, and the scurrying elves all combined to form a complete picture of hell.

Wang Chao instinctively took two steps back, turned around and was about to go downstairs.

Dumbledore and Professor Snape behind him held him in a tacit understanding.

Professor Snape raised the contract in his hand and said, "Don't leave in a hurry. Have you forgotten that you signed the contract?"

"I'm willing to pay liquidated damages!"

Dumbledore tried hard to persuade, "Young man, take courage and don't be intimidated by the appearance of the kitchen. It's actually not that scary."

"No place where Satan lives is better than this. This is Hell's Kitchen! You two old silver coins actually tricked me!"

No matter how Wang Chao struggled, Dumbledore and Dumbledore still took him to the third floor with unswerving steps.

Dumbledore shouted, "Stop it, everyone! I've brought you a new kitchen manager!"