Chapter 83: Easing into the schedule

Chapter 83: Easing into the schedule

Nick immediately wrote down the recipe for the lembas bread and left the Gryffindor tower early to make his way to the kitchens. No one was awake at this point since it was shortly after dawn and even Filch had turned into bed at this point after a night patrolling the school for rule breakers. Nick was still weirded out about how the pear in the fruit bowl painting giggled when you tickled it but opened the door to the kitchens anyways. To say it was chaotic would be a lie as hundreds of elves were constantly moving about in the room and food was flying to and fro as they cooked yet none got wasted.-

Nick no sooner than stepped into the doorway than an elf seemed to eager ran up to him. "Wats the yong master needz?" the elf in clean linen rags asked eager to serve. Nick wasn't racist or anything but he had a hard time telling the house elves apart from one another unless they had some distinguishing characteristic , this one did not. "Would you please make a few loaves of this recipe for me to use through out the day?" Nick asked with a polite smile while handing over the recipe.-

The elf grabbed the paper and vanished without the slightest hint of hesitation to go do as it was asked. While he waited a couple more elves set up a chair for him so he didn't have to stand the entire time he was waiting which he thanked them for. It was both disturbing and slightly cute how the house elves got super embarrassed at being thanked for their work. Nick found out while he was waiting for the lembas bread that he was actually pretty famous with the Hogwarts house elves as the "greatest friend of Harry Potter".- nôvel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.

'It's only fair he suffers a bit for trying to bully a student like that after all." Nick thought with a pleasant smile. Herbology was hell for Nick as they were supposed to trim whip vines but he got slapped repeatedly instead. Professor sprout had to get involved because he lost his temper and was about to unleash a firestorm on the fucking plant that had the nerve to act all cute after manhandling him. 'It's official , I hate herbology.' he thought while glaring at the plant venomously as he was getting scolded by the professor.

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