Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

Lin Xia got to know O'Connor and even helped him improve the formula for the Truth Potion.

Although she didn't know whether O'Connor had actually created the truth serum.

However, O'Connor did not know Lin Xia.

When Lin Xia and Draco met, the two of them concealed their identities from beginning to end, and did not even show their faces during the battle of Hogsmeade.

When O'Connor saw the little witch appear before her, her anxious heart relaxed slightly.

These house-elves, though employed by Hogwarts, can be dismissed by the school at any time during their employment.

It feared that the school would find evidence of its past collusion with Death Eaters and mistakenly believe that it was also a member of the Death Eaters.

Even if it was just infiltrating the enemy to gather intelligence and avenge its former master, who knows what those wizards were thinking?
Aside from its deceased former owner, it had never seen a wizard who would treat house-elves kindly.

This time, these house-elves from Hogsmeade were able to be recruited to help at Hogwarts thanks to the little witch Hermione.

O'Connor didn't know what Linxia, ​​who was rumored to be the most like Lady Hufflepuff, was like, but it greatly admired and worshipped the little witch Hermione, and consequently, it had a very good impression of all witches.

"Hello, esteemed witch, what brings you here?" O'Connor asked nervously.

Lin Xia said in a gentle voice, "Hello, I heard that you have a few Chinese recipe books. I have been collecting recipes, and I wonder if I could borrow them."

O'Connor hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Can I have the excerpt? I want to keep the original; it's a memento from my previous owner."

As soon as it said this, the other house-elves started to clamor.

“O’Connor, how can you give the great Hufflepuff student a copy? You should give her the original. Lin Xia won’t lose the original!”

"Exactly! And it's just a few Chinese cookbooks. Lin Xia has Eastern ancestry, so she's very interested in Chinese cookbooks. She'll naturally return them after she's finished reading them!"

"Giving us a copy is incredibly disrespectful to Hufflepuff students!"

Faced with so many accusations from house-elves, O'Connor shuddered and took a few steps back.

It had heard of Lady Hufflepuff and was grateful that she had taken in house-elves when they were desperate and provided them with a safe haven.

However, these were books left to it by its former owner. In order to clear itself of suspicion, it donated most of the books left by its former owner to the school, keeping only a few unrelated books for comfort.

O'Connor's large eyes were filled with tears. Was even these few books, which didn't contain any magical content, going to be taken away?

Seeing O'Connor's expression, Lin Xia took the initiative to say, "Just give me the excerpt version, I don't need the original. These are just recipes."

The reason I wanted the recipes was to see if I could apply the techniques to create some Chinese dishes to enrich the school's Chinese cuisine menu.

O'Connor sniffed, and this time she said with utmost sincerity, "I'll send you the excerpt in a bit. You're such a generous, magnanimous, and kind witch!"

Lin Xia shook her head.

She felt unworthy of such praise.

It can only be said that house-elves have a very strange thought process. There must be a reason why they have been exploited and oppressed by wizards for so long.

Before leaving, Lin Xia said, "By the way, I think not only Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, but other houses are also very interested in your newly launched Chinese dishes."

"Since the dinner isn't over yet, could you prepare some extra dishes and serve them later?"

The house-elf who was in charge of the kitchen flew out.

It was also dressed in a pristine white chef's uniform, wearing a chef's hat, and had a badge pinned to its chest.

That was a staff badge representing the school's employees. The badge had clearly been repeatedly wiped by house-elves, and some of the silver paint had come off.

The house-elf stood tall and proudly declared, "Of course! We'd be happy to serve all the students."

After leaving the kitchen, Ron looked around, waved his wand to cast a barrier spell, and then asked Lin Xia:
Why would O'Connor work in the kitchen?

Although Ron had never openly contacted O'Connor, he learned some secrets from Hogsmeade Village, including that Lin Xia and the others had mobilized a group of house-elves.

After the high-level infected emerged, these house-elves took advantage of the terrain to launch a surprise attack, holding off one of the high-level infected.

He met Draco at that time and heard him mention this group of house-elves.

He was too stunned to see the scene, but that didn't stop him from imagining it.

Ron thought these house-elves were incredibly brave, and if he had been there, he would have cheered and applauded for them.

Draco had drawn a portrait of O'Connor for him back then, so Ron recognized him immediately, but he just didn't say anything.

He is not a fool either.

O'Connor and his fellow house-elves would be better off working at Hogsmeade than living a miserable life there.

Working at Hogwarts offers far better treatment than serving nobles in their homes.

At least Hogwarts doesn't have a tradition of mistreating house-elves.

Lin Xia shook her head.

“I don’t know why they were in the kitchen. After the war, I returned to school soon after and was then taken away by Babling for a study tour.”

She thought for a moment and said, "This must have been Hermione's arrangement. I saw O'Connor visibly relieved after discovering that I was a witch."

House-elves move very quickly.

When Lin Xia and Ron returned to their respective academy dining tables, they found that a new batch of magical food had been served, all of which were Chinese dishes.

Upon seeing the fresh produce, many wizards shouted with joy.

They love the taste of Chinese food, which allows them to experience almost every flavor imaginable: sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy.

This is something that cannot be compared to the rich, oily cheese flavor of Western dishes.

Of course, some wizards do not like Chinese food.

At this point, simply tap the table lightly with your wand, and a standard Western dish will appear in front of you.

After Ron returned to the Gryffindor dining table, he sat down next to Hermione and asked her if she knew that a new batch of house-elves had arrived in the kitchen.

Hermione asked with great interest, "Is this a new employee the school has hired? Which nobleman did they snatch this from?"

Ron paused, then carefully observed Hermione's expression.

"You know nothing?"

Hermione found it strange, "Should I know?"

Ron quickly said, "This group of house-elves is the same group that appeared in Hogsmeade Village. I thought you said something to the school, which is why they decided to take them in."

He shrugged. "Honestly, it's better for them to work at the school than to stay in Hogsmeade."

"Who knows what the Death Eaters might still be up to in the village after all that chaos they've caused?" Hermione asked, somewhat surprised. "It's them?"

Her eyes flickered for a moment, then she pondered, "I guess Professor McGonagall must have taken them in."

"I didn't participate in the cleanup work at Hogsmeade Village. The professor sent me home quite early, but I did mention these house-elves to him."

I believe they played a significant role in this battle, both in targeting Death Eaters and in delaying Advanced Polluters.

Not to mention the subsequent assistance provided to the young wizard on the train; without the help of the house-elves, the young wizard would have been trapped for a long time.

These house-elves had a more comprehensive set of first-aid skills than I knew, and it was with their help that I was able to quickly get the hang of it.

Hermione: "After I left, I did think about what would happen to these house-elves, but by then I had returned to the Muggle world and it was inconvenient to communicate with the magical world, so I put it aside for the time being."

She breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I was thinking that after I got back to school, I would talk to Professor McGonagall separately to see if I could put in a good word for these house-elves so that they could be treated better in the future."

No matter what, we must never again be sold into the black market by wizards and become slaves in noble estates.

Knowing they were working at Hogwarts put my mind at ease.

Although Ron said that all the house-elves had been accepted by the school, Hermione still wanted to go and see for herself.

So she tugged at Ron, who had just returned from the kitchen, and they went to the kitchen together.

Ron had no choice but to quickly stuff several char siu buns into his mouth, and he also had a lot of other things in his hands.

At Hufflepuff's dining table.

Draco glanced at Lin Xia several times.

Lin Xia gave him a "don't worry" look, indicating that they could talk about it when they got back to the dormitory.

The new semester began, but since it wasn't a complete university term and no new students were being welcomed, Dumbledore was not present at the opening banquet.

The dinner ended just before curfew.

Each wizard ate until their bellies were round, then slowly returned to their dormitory.

Draco and Linxia also returned to the Hufflepuff common room.

Spring has arrived, and the earth is covered with a new layer of emerald green.

By the moonlight streaming through the window, the wizards could see dandelion fluff being gently lifted by the breeze outside the low, round window, scattering across the lush green grass and spreading its seeds in all directions, wandering and sowing.

The new leaves of the vines clinging to the windowsill are curled up like a baby's clenched fist, so tender that they seem to break at the slightest touch.

The two smelled the fragrance of grass and earth, and a warm, damp feeling washed over them.

In spring.

The common room in Hufflepuff was a riot of flowers.

The lounge is kept at a greenhouse temperature year-round, and flowers can be seen blooming all year round.

The fat monk's semi-transparent body floated on the soft sofa, humming an off-key tune. Two students sat cross-legged on the emerald green carpet of grass and trees, checking their notes from the herbalism class.

In the common rooms of other colleges, groups of students might be frantically finishing their homework.

But this scene did not appear in Hufflepuff's lounge. Under the guidance of outstanding students like Lin Xia, the students in the academy had already completed all their assignments during the winter break.

Lin Xia noticed that the edges of the students' parchment were pressed with a few freshly picked dandelion leaves, which looked like they were going to make bookmarks.

They randomly picked a wooden hut and went inside.

Unbeknownst to them, Cedric arrived at the common room shortly after they entered.

He had something to tell them both, but in the blink of an eye they were gone.

In the cabin.

Draco waved his wand and cast several isolation spells.

When Lin Xia saw Draco, she sensed the aura emanating from him.

She thought for a moment, then waved her wand as well, adding a few more isolation spells.

After Draco had set up all the measures, he breathed a slight sigh of relief and immediately told Lin Xia about what he had gained during the winter break.

His biggest achievement was advancing from the Foundation Establishment Realm to the Profound Scripture Realm. Moreover, this advancement was a natural one, without any difficulties, unlike his previous advancement to the Foundation Establishment Realm, which was much more strenuous.

Draco was a little scared; was his promotion a bit illogical?

Lin Xia shook her head, giving him an affirmative reply: "This is a normal promotion!"

"The reason you didn't encounter any difficulties is because before that, in the battle of Hogsmeade, you had already mobilized all your energy and spirit to break through this barrier."

Although you didn't realize you were pushing yourself, your body did. Through repeated, extreme training, you've met the requirements for advancement. A breakthrough after the war is a natural progression.

Lin Xia said slowly, "I didn't expect you to advance so quickly, so I only gave you the Foundation Establishment stage cultivation method."

Now that you've reached the Profound Scripture Realm, I will give you the subsequent cultivation techniques. After the Profound Scripture Realm comes the Nourishing Life Realm, which I will give you after you reach that.

Draco's expression turned serious.

He has already experienced the benefits of practicing the cultivation technique given to him by Lin Xia.

Putting everything else aside, the ability to increase magical talent and counteract the ravings of evil gods are two major weapons.

Not to mention, the more you practice this technique, the better your physical fitness will become, which is equivalent to training your body.

He never followed the path of a battle wizard.

However, through the refinement of his martial arts techniques, his physical abilities were comparable to those of a battle wizard, and he could pick up a large hammer and smash it down at any time.

"Lin Xia, your cultivation technique is extremely profound. I would like to sign a higher-level oath with you, and you will need to impose restrictions on me."

Draco made this point after careful consideration.

The allure of the cultivation method was too great. If it wasn't restricted and more constraints were imposed, he worried that he would take risks under the temptation of profit.

Take that picture frame that decided to stay by his side, for example; it was because of the cultivation technique Lin Xia gave him.

Lin Xia raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

“When you practice the cultivation method I gave you, you have actually reached a contract with me, because without my guidance, no one else can cultivate, let alone even enter the field.”

She then changed the subject: "Moreover, this technique has significant drawbacks. It requires guidance in the early stages; otherwise, even if one manages to enter the path by chance, they will die from excessive consumption of their vital essence and lifespan."

"Draco, no one but you can cultivate this technique, not even members of your Malfoy family." (End of Chapter)