The years of welding at Hogwarts

In the following time, the door knocker used almost all its strength.

Whenever a student wanted to give up and leave, it would use the words Noah taught it to continuously taunt the Ravenclaw eagles, keeping them firmly under control in the corridor at the door.

This also aroused the competitive spirit of the young eagles.

For a whole hour, not a single student left the door.

Meanwhile, in the Hogwarts Great Hall...

Chapter 46: At your age, can you sleep well?

"Why haven't Shirley and Hermione come yet?"

Next to the Slytherin table, Draco looked at the Ravenclaw table in the distance, which had a large number of empty seats, and asked curiously.

Even though the Ravenclaw common room was on the eighth floor of the castle, the little eagles had to walk a much longer distance than their Slytherin classmates.

But it’s been more than half an hour, almost an hour, they should be here by now, right?

Hearing Draco's question, Noah, who knew the truth, coughed lightly to demonstrate the embarrassment in his heart.

Although he felt a little embarrassed for accidentally screwing over his two friends, Noah just couldn't help but want to do it.

If nothing unexpected happened, Hermione and Shirley would probably go hungry at noon.

After dinner, go to the kitchen and pack some food for them.

……

Even after all the food disappeared from the plates, the Ravenclaw first-years did not appear in the hall.

Draco and Noah were not the only ones who noticed this anomaly; the professors in the faculty seats also noticed it.

"Filius, what's going on with the students in your college?" Dumbledore asked.

Professor Flitwick, the head of Ravenclaw College, was also confused. "I don't know either. They seem to have Herbology class in the morning? Maybe Pomona knows?"

Professor Sprout shook his head, saying that he was not sure about this. "They should have gone back to the lounge to change clothes after class."

Suddenly, a soft and vague voice came from the corner, "My third eye saw that they encountered the biggest obstacle in their lives."

The speaker was Sybill Trelawney, the Divination professor at Hogwarts.

She has a prescription of at least 800 on her nose.

She was wearing large round glasses with thick lenses that magnified her eyes several times, making her look like a Minion.

She was draped in a shimmering shawl, like a thin, transparent tulle, and around her slender neck were numerous necklaces and beads, and her arms and hands were adorned with bracelets and rings.

With her jewel-covered appearance, one can tell at a glance that she is a poor fellow who wants to pretend to be a noble lady, but in fact reveals the temperament of a country bumpkin and a nouveau riche.

Professor McGonagall glared at her disapprovingly.

If there was one professor at Hogwarts that she hated the most, even the head of Gryffindor's rival house, Snape, would only rank second in Professor McGonagall's heart.

The first one is undoubtedly the professor of divination in front of him.

"I'll go take a look." Professor Flitwick jumped off his chair and walked towards the Ravenclaw common room.

Draco and Noah were mixed in the crowd. After leaving the hall, they did not go back with the Slytherin students, but turned into another corridor.

This is the direction to the Hufflepuff common room.

At the same time, it is also the direction leading to the kitchen.

The location of the Hogwarts kitchens is not difficult to find. Just follow the Hufflepuff badgers in the direction of their common room.

This is the lounge for the little badgers. The kitchen is just around the corner from the door.

Unlike the dark and cold corridor leading to Slytherin House next door, the corridor on the Hufflepuff House side is wide and warm.

The torches stuck on the wall were burning brightly, and the flames emitted made this underground stone corridor extremely bright.

The walls on both sides are also decorated with delightful murals and reliefs, most of which are about various delicious and beautiful foods.

Two little snakes wearing Slytherin's silver-green scarves were mixed in with the badgers, and they were really conspicuous and eye-catching.

However, when they heard that the two were going to the kitchen, the little badgers all showed a friendly attitude.

No matter which college you are from, as long as you are a foodie, we are friends.

This is Badger House, the most inclusive house for students in Hogwarts.

"Here we are."

Standing at the end of the corridor, Neville pointed to a painting on the wall that showed a huge silver bowl full of fruit and said to Draco and Noah.

Halfway through the journey, Neville joined in when he heard that the two were going to bring food to Hermione and Shirley.

"By the way, Noah, why do you know where the kitchen is?" Neville asked naively.

"Because I'm traveling at night." Noah answered as a matter of course.

He stretched out his index finger to scratch a large green pear in the silver bowl in the painting, and turned his head to look at Neville and Draco.

"Do you want to come along? Walk around the castle a few times and you'll know your way around."

The pear on the screen quickly began to squirm, giggle, and suddenly turned into a large green doorknob.

Neville shook his head frantically, "I still can't."

Noah's night walk is a sign of his skill and courage, but if he does, he will most likely be caught by the professor on night patrol and have a lot of points deducted from him.

The little fat boy does have this self-awareness.

Draco's reaction was completely different from Neville's. There was a hint of anticipation in his eyes. "Is it really possible?"

"Of course... you can't."

Ignoring Draco who was petrified by the rejection, Noah reached out and grasped the door handle that was transformed from the pear in the painting and opened the door.

It was a large room with a high ceiling, as large as the auditorium that stood directly above it.

There were also four long dining tables in the room, and the tables were placed exactly the same as the tables of the four colleges in the auditorium above.

Based on these four dining tables, it is not difficult to guess that the house-elves in the castle first prepared a variety of delicious dishes in this kitchen, then placed them neatly on the dining table, and finally teleported them to the corresponding tables upstairs through magic.

This is an exact replica of the castle hall, except for some minor differences from the hall upstairs.

For example, there are many gleaming copper pots and basins piled against the surrounding stone walls, which cannot be seen in the auditorium upstairs.

At the other end of the room, where the faculty seats were located, there was a long row of stoves with a large brick fireplace next to it.

Inside the room, a group of house-elves who were busy washing dishes temporarily stopped their work and looked up at the three little wizards who suddenly entered the kitchen, somewhat at a loss.

There are at least hundreds of house-elves here.

"There are so many of them in Hogwarts Castle?" Draco was referring to the house-elves, his tone full of shock.

House-elves are servants of wizards and witches. Although they have a lowly status, they are extremely valuable.

Only a few wizarding families are able to own house-elves.

Even a pure-blood family with a long history like the Malfoy family only has one house-elf given their family conditions.

A house-elf wrapped in a tea towel stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

Seeing the Slytherin house emblem on Noah and Draco, it nervously grasped the tea towel tightly with its skinny hands and spoke timidly.

"Dear sir, how can I help you?"

"Don't be nervous," Noah smiled gently, "Two of my friends didn't have lunch, so I wanted to pack some food and send it to them."

"Could you please prepare some for me?"

Noah's gentle attitude eased the tension of the house-elves, and the feeling of being "needed by the respected wizard" made them very happy.

It immediately went to happily prepare the food that Noah needed.

……

It was more than twenty minutes later when Noah arrived at the eighth floor of the castle carrying two large food boxes.

At this time, a large group of people had gathered in front of the Ravenclaw common room.

They have different postures.

Some of them were lying on the ground with their buttocks raised high and their bodies moving constantly.

Some of them had one hand on the wall, the other hand tightly holding a piece of paper, their lips tightly bitten, their eyes blurred, as if they were enduring something that ordinary people could not endure.

What is meant here is solving advanced math problems, don't think in the wrong way.

Looking at the strange scene in front of him, Draco was a little frightened for a moment.

"They...this is..."

Noah glanced at the little eagle lying on the ground next to him, looking like he was dying. In his hand, he was tightly holding a parchment full of formulas, as if it was his last will and testament.

He slowly squatted down, reached out and patted the cheek of the classmate who fell asleep while solving a problem.

"Classmate, wake up quickly. How can you sleep well? At your age, at your stage, can you sleep well?"

Ignoring the classmate who sat up in shock from his dying dream, Noah walked around the little eagles who were immersed in calculations and came to the two girls at the front of the crowd.

Standing behind the two of them, Noah passed the paper bag, which was slightly greased, between the two of them to them.

"I didn't see you guys in the auditorium at noon, so I brought you some food."

The two girls who had been digging the soil for the whole morning and had not had time to eat lunch turned back with surprise.

"Ah! Noah!"

Shirley happily snatched the paper bag from Noah's hand and tore it open.

"I knew you were the best!"

She said this, but she didn't even look at Noah. Her hands kept moving as she took out a greasy chicken leg from the paper bag.

Originally, Hermione wanted to say a few words of thanks to Noah, but when she saw Shirley looking starving, she suddenly became anxious.

"Hey, hey, hey, Shirley, leave some for me!"

There was a sound of people swallowing saliva continuously coming from the side.

"Sorry, I neglected that. The first-year students probably haven't eaten yet, right?"

Professor Flitwick's voice came from the side. He also had parchment and a quill in his hands. Judging from the formulas written on it, he had just participated in solving the door knocker problem.

But maybe because of his height, Noah didn't notice his presence.

"Professor Flitwick." Noah greeted the other party.

"Mr. Shafrin." Professor Flitwick nodded at Noah, then drew out his wand and snatched a blank piece of parchment from a student nearby.

He simply tapped the magic wand lightly on the parchment, and a line of words appeared on the parchment. It automatically folded into the shape of a paper airplane and flew towards the kitchen, disappearing into the corridor.

Noah glanced at the door knocker, then at the parchment in Professor Flitwick's hand, and asked knowingly, "Professor, are you having any problems?"

"This one……"

Professor Flitwick's face instantly fell when he heard Noah's question. "Look for yourself."

He handed the parchment in his hand to Noah.

"I don't know what's going on, but there are some problems with the door knocker that are beyond the scope of the program. If I can't crack it, I can only consider using the blasting spell to blow up the wall next to it."

Noah looked down at the problem written on the parchment in his hand, and a sly light flashed in his eyes. "This is just a very basic Muggle math problem."

"Borrow a pen."

Noah picked up a feather pen from the classmate next to him and quickly wrote down the calculation process on the parchment, then handed the parchment to the door knocker.

A subtle wave of magical power swept across the parchment.

Yinghuan's gentle voice, "Correct answer," sounded like the sound of nature amid the stunned expressions of the young eagles.

The wooden door swung back and opened, revealing the common room behind it.

Professor Flitwick's mouth twitched. This...

Isn't this right?

He didn't know why, but at this moment he suddenly felt that the white marble statue of Rowena Ravenclaw standing in the alcove opposite the door, with a smile on her lips, seemed to be mocking him.

Chapter 47 My regret will follow you to the grave

Time soon came to Friday.