A certain Hogwarts esoteric leader

As the door was pushed open, a beam of warm orange-red light came into Yunieff's eyes, followed by cheerful laughter, dancing like an elf.

The kitchen was spacious and spacious, with four walls made of large yellow bricks, and four long black oak tables in the middle, corresponding to the auditorium above.

At one of the tables, there were dozens of Hufflepuff students sitting around, eating, drinking, and chatting. Some of them waved their wands to change their hair into various shapes.

No wonder I didn't meet any of them on the road. It turns out they are all here.

Following the tangy aroma, Yunieff saw a pile of sumptuous food placed on the long table.

Potato chips, pea shoots, carrots, apple pie, syrup tarts, chocolate eclairs, fried jam donuts, jam roll pudding, strawberries, jelly...

Although there was no meat, his stomach was still churning all of a sudden, making a roar like a wind tunnel. In his stomach, it seemed as if there was a hungry lone wolf howling at the moon on the top of the cliff.

This voice suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

"Yunifo?" Before he could feel embarrassed, the owner of one of the eyes called out his name in surprise.

Yunieff looked over following the sound, and was surprised to find that Hilliard was also here.

He was sitting next to a girl with chestnut hair and some acne on her face, who was a head or two shorter than him. He was holding a spoonful of rice pudding in his hand and looking up, it didn't look like he was eating it for himself.

This guy……

Four blushes appeared on the faces of Hilliard and the girl next to him almost at the same time, but the former was worthy of being a Ravenclaw prefect, and his face quickly returned to normal, and he greeted Yunieff as if nothing had happened. Go over and ask Yunieff to sit on the other side of him.

At the same time, the situation in the kitchen was also explained.

Simply put, it's the Hufflepuff Orientation Party.

Although yesterday was the opening party, Hufflepuff has its own historical traditions.

As for why he, a Ravenclaw prefect, appeared at the Hufflepuff party...

Hilliard lowered his head and looked at the girl with a smile, and said, "Should I be attending as a family member?"

Yunieffe was speechless, recalling Penello's words: I haven't known him well for three or four years.

Did it turn out that the acquaintance went to another college...

Without commenting, Yunieff ate the chocolate eclair in his hand, took a sip of the spiced mead, and stuffed some potato chips into his mouth. He felt that the holes in his stomach and heart were being filled. It's warm outside.

The kitchen is such a great place!

"Would you like some barbecue?" Hilliard said. "We're not really hungry, so we just want snacks, drinks and desserts."

Yunieff nodded.

Hilliard knocked on the table and said, "A grilled steak, please. Thank you."

Soon, a plate of crispy steak appeared on the table out of thin air, with some golden oil sizzling on the surface. Yunivo couldn't help but move his index finger.

He cut off a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, feeling the full texture of beef dancing on his taste buds.

It's strange to say that it didn't taste so delicious yesterday, maybe because I wasn't thinking about it at the time.

"If it's not enough, you can call again." Hilliard said, "There are not many opportunities like this. Even Hufflepuff can't always eat and drink in the kitchen."

Junifer nodded, but suddenly felt that Hilliard was more like Hufflepuff than Ravenclaw.

However, this impression soon changed.

"There's something I'm kind of concerned about," Hilliard said.

"Huh?" Yunieff raised his head. Hilliard was quite tall.

"About the secret door in the kitchen." He said, "The first graders probably don't know yet."

"Uh." He chewed the beef with his teeth.

"I don't necessarily need to know, I'm just a little curious." He said, "And today is the third time I've met you. Once in the morning, once in the afternoon, and now again. Every time, something is beyond my expectations."

"So I'm a little concerned." He grabbed exactly three French fries, arranged them in a triangle on the table, and said, "You have to know that three is a wonderful number. In divination, it exists as the smallest extreme number. It includes a beginning, middle and end, representing the concepts of completeness and completion.”

"According to this principle, when the same thing happens for the third time, there should be some obvious changes." He said, "Of course, it is not certain. After all, it is a fairly vague thing, but I think it doesn't hurt to believe it. Especially since you really make me care, and there aren’t many things that make me care.”

Yunieff took a sip of the mead and thought about how to respond.

But before the mead could be swallowed, Hilliard let out a cry of pain, and his whole body tilted to the other side.

"Don't waste food!" said Hilliard's Hufflepuff girlfriend. She cast an apologetic look and said, "Sorry, he just gets sick sometimes."

"This is not a disease...Margaret..." Hilliard made a weak voice, "By the way, can you be gentler? I don't have as much fat as you. Theoretically, it will be very painful. .”

A faint smile appeared on Margaret's face, and Yunieff caught the movement of the joints and muscles from her shoulders to her wrists, and even her sitting posture changed a little. Although the amplitude was small, from the movements of her body muscles, In terms of usage rate, it is definitely very powerful.

Hilliard turned pale and gritted his teeth.

This time it shouldn't be theoretically painful, but really painful.

After a while, Margaret asked him to pick up the three French fries on the table and dip them in ketchup and eat them.

"You know, being frugal with food is a traditional virtue among wizards." Hilliard said helplessly, "As a prefect, I should set an example."

Yunieff couldn't help but smile.

Some little witches peeked over.

"My ability to find secret doors," Yunieff said, "is a personal talent."

He felt that there was nothing to hide in this ability, and Hilliard gave him a good impression, introduced him to the method of submitting articles, and did not give him any trouble during the History of Magic class.

Hilliard raised his eyebrows, looking very interested: "What is the specific situation?"

Yunieff thought for a while and said, "I can roughly sense where the door is. It's hard to explain more specifically."

"That is really a very practical and good talent." Hilliard sighed, "You will definitely be able to show off your skills at Hogwarts."

"How?" Yunivo asked.

Hilliard leaned a little closer and asked in a test tone: "What do you think the first thing a person does when he goes to a strange place?"

Yunieff thought for a while and replied: "Do you understand the environment?"

"What is the purpose of understanding the environment?" he asked again.

"Confirm safety?" Yunieff said, this is what he has done in the past.

Then I saw Hilliard knocking on the table, gently.

"Exactly!" he said, "I think we might get along. People who think like this should be able to become my friends."