I swung a sword at Hogwarts

He knocked on the table, and all the parchments scattered around the dormitory gathered into a book.

John stood up and walked out the door.

In the common room, he saw Daphne sneaking out.

"Where is she going?"

John was stunned that Daphne didn't even pay attention to Malfoy who was chatting and laughing with Astoria.

This is really strange.

Daphne was just provoked by Malfoy today. If it were any other day, she would have been cursed.

Watching Daphne walk out of the Slytherin common room, John thought about it and walked out as well.

"It just so happens that I didn't eat today. I hope the house elves haven't all fallen asleep."

Walking out of the common room, John found that Daphne and he were on the same path.

He was just behind, and due to the blessing of the Night Demon, his presence was extremely low.

Daphne was also preoccupied and didn't notice him at all.

The two walked into the kitchen one after the other.

"Daphne, here."

Hannah waved happily and Daphne walked over quickly.

"Look." Hannah pointed to the warehouse.

Daphne had been to that place before, but things were different now.

The door was swinging, opening and closing.

The warehouse written on it is also gradually changing.

"What is this?" Daphne looked at the changes nervously.

"I call it Midnight Kitchen, it only appears at night, and I also found it when I went out to eat once."

Hannah introduced: "Everything here seems to be magical. The same food will taste even better."

“Amazing place.”

The word "warehouse" turned into a pattern with a fork, a knife, and a magic wand overlapping each other.

At the bottom is a pot.

"Let's go in."

Hannah walked towards the Midnight Kitchen and pushed open the closed door.

What comes into view is a kitchen that is completely different from the outside. It has the freshest ingredients and various kitchen utensils that look like new.

“Filling your stomach is the happiest thing.”

On the table inside, there is a passage printed with a long history.

Daphne ran her fingers over it and it felt amazing.

Then the table trembled comfortably and let out a loud cry as if it came alive.

"Teapot, teapot, you need to serve tea to our guests."

The neatly arranged teapots jumped over here, opening and closing the lids, saying, "Stools, stools, you need to let the guests sit down."

Daphne covered her mouth and said, "It's amazing."

When I turned around, I saw Hannah having the same expression and movements as me.

The two looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Daphne was confused. She was confused because it was the first time she saw it. It wasn't the first time Hannah came in, so why was she surprised?

Hannah said: "This is the first time I've seen it, too. They've never been like this before."

Then they saw the stool spread its four legs and ran towards the door, saying, "Dear guests, welcome to the place where delicious food is born."

The two looked over and saw John looking at the stool in front of him who was talking.

"John?" Daphne didn't know why she felt guilty as if she had been caught cheating.

"I didn't know there was such a magical place in the Hogwarts kitchen."

John came in and sat down at the long table, a stool automatically coming to him.

The teapot and cup came to him and poured him the perfect amount of hot tea.

The cabinet in the middle of the kitchen got angry and said with a rumbling sound, "What are you still standing there for? Prepare food for our guests!"

After saying that, the cabinet slapped the door and asked the two chefs to get up.

The teapot said at this time: "This is the delicious kitchen, built by Helga Hufflepuff, the founder of Hufflepuff. It is an important department in Hogwarts responsible for food."

"The delicious kitchen entertains distinguished wizards. The four founders once drank and chatted here and built the great Hogwarts."

John asked with interest, "So, you have been here all this time?"

"Of course!" the teapot said proudly, "Hufflepuff once used me to pour tea for the other three founders. I hate Gryffindor because he once broke my handle."

The teapot is not simply a transformation spell, but has wisdom similar to the Sorting Hat, which is novel.

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Chapter 596 Pot Treasure, Thunder

"I don't like Slytherin either. He wants to use me to make those stinky potions."

"I prefer Ravenclaw. She always compliments my beauty when she pours me tea."

"Of course, my favorite is Hufflepuff. She created me and gave me a nice name, Pot Treasure."

The teapot is so talkative that the table can't stand it.

"Shut up teapot!"

"You should just shut up and call me Hubao!"

There has never been such a ridiculous thing, the teapot and the table quarreling.

The two girls were also a little overwhelmed.

John said, "This is where the Hufflepuffs stayed. I think some mechanism was triggered to make them come alive."

"I don't know, I've never been here before." Hannah shook her head hurriedly.

The cabinet was still angry, "Chef, hurry up!"

Daphne stopped panicking when she saw John was there, and asked, "What should we do?"

"Just do as they say," John shrugged. "I'm a little hungry, and I hope there's something to fill my stomach."

"Of course, this is the greatest kitchen." Teapot never missed any opportunity to brag about the kitchen.

"Just read out the material and it will appear here," the teapot said to the two girls, "You'd better hurry up, the big cabinet has a bad temper, and it likes to smash things when it gets angry."

"Let's cook, Hannah." Daphne also knew that it was right to listen to John.

Pulling the pale Hannah along, the two came to the cooking area.

"apron!"

The big cabinet was like a stern chef, roaring, "Put on your aprons, chefs!"

The two of them quickly put on the aprons placed here.

"Keep it clean!" the big cabinet kept chattering, "Every ingredient must be clean, and your hands must be clean too."

Hannah wanted to cry, but she couldn't bear it very well.

Being stared at and scolded by such a strict chef made her mentally unstable.

"What are we going to do?" Daphne whispered to Hannah.

Hannah's mind went blank and she stammered, unable to say anything.

Daphne was also a little anxious.

She subconsciously looked back for John, who saw this and thought, "Quick, easy, and filling."

He was lowering his standards for Daphne.

Daphne thought about it, fixed her eyes on the potatoes, and came up with an idea.

She brought the potatoes over and said to Hannah, "Let's peel them and mash them."

Hannah was supposed to teach Daphne, but ended up being the one being taught.

They picked up their knives and began to peel the skin, while John shook his head speechlessly.

You are wizards, just use magic.

John couldn't bear to watch a large piece of potato being peeled off.

"This is not a secret room."

John's system did not give any prompts, which meant that this was not Hufflepuff's Chamber of Secrets.

But the secret room should be inside here.

My arrival triggered a certain mechanism, making these objects come alive.

"What are the conditions for entering the secret room?" John looked around.

Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets is hidden behind a painting; there are no paintings here.

His fingers brushed over the words carved into the table, and the long table burst into laughter.

"Excuse me, distinguished guest, it's itchy there."

The people at the long table laughed so hard that the teapot and cups started shaking.

"Hu Bao, why do you call me a distinguished guest?" John asked.

Hu Bao said respectfully: "I can sense the aura of the four founders in you."

"Oh?"

John thought about what he was carrying and how he had been touching Ravenclaw books not long ago.

I think it's because of the contact with the relics of the four founders, and the aura that remains on his body.

"Are there many people entering this place?"

John glanced at the two girls who were busy with their work.

Wait, what does Daphne put in her steamed potatoes?

Is that...durian?

No! What are you going to do with that piece of ginger!

A drop of cold sweat fell on John's forehead.

Hu Bao thought for a moment and said, "Sometimes a little wizard would come in, but they always come in looking for something to eat."

"This latest one is great, she cooks with so much love."

Hubao cleared the tea and said in a sacred tone: "Hufflepuff said that the secret to delicious food is to inject emotion into it."

"The fury of frying fish, the tenderness of making bread, the heat of stewing soup, the greenness of apple pie, each of them needs to be infused with unusual magic with care."

"That theory didn't come down," John said in surprise. "Something must have happened to Hufflepuff."

"Yes, she is the best wizard," Hu Bao liked John's respect for Hufflepuff, "Slytherin's departure made her unable to make such delicious food again."

"She cooked for her friends, and the Slytherin departure made them rarely come to this place."

"Hogwarts has a new kitchen, and no one comes here to eat anymore."

At this point, the spout of Hu Bao's pot bent down, and they were all very sad.

Hu Bao likes to see the four giants happily talking about the beautiful future together.