Chapter 208： What's your intention

After completing the Quidditch training, the three went to the Room of Requirement to do the **** experiment, which caused them to miss the evening meal and had to eat in the kitchen!

Of course, all of the above are excuses for themselves.

When I went to the hall for dinner late, there was indeed not much food left. Albert discussed with Fred and decided to sneak into the kitchen for dinner.

After all, the food in the kitchen is hot, and there will be warm house elves entertain them.

"What are you thinking about?" Fred's mouth was filled with potato wedges, and he was puzzled and puzzled by Albert, who was stopped in midair with a knife and fork in thought.

"Nothing, do I want to let the house elves make some potato and egg pancakes?" Albert ate a fried potato and couldn't help laughing at himself.

"What kind of food is that, Mr. Anderson," a house elf couldn't help asking.

"Pancake, a very simple food, Carla." Albert smiled and told the house elves the recipe. "You can try to cut the potatoes and boil them to puree, and then add eggs, flour, and Mix the other seasonings well, then add a little oil to the pan, put the batter into the pan, and fry until golden on both sides."

"If Mr. Anderson likes to eat, Kara can try it!" The house elf bowed to Albert excitedly.

"Thank you then, Carla." Albert encouraged again: "I believe you can do it."

"Are your so-called potato and egg pancakes delicious?" Lee Jordan couldn't help asking. After he finished eating his pumpkin pie, he didn't touch any other food. He obviously wanted to taste the taste of potato and egg pancakes Albert said.

They all still remember that the last time Albert made the onion scrambled eggs with the house elves, it was really delicious.

After a while, the house elf served the fried potato and egg pancakes.

"You can put some blueberry sauce on it, or your favorite sauce." Albert began to put some sauce on the potato egg pancakes, took a bite, the familiar taste of potato egg pancakes.

"It's delicious," he said softly

Whether it was Carla or other house elves, there was a smile on his face.

Albert cut his own potato and egg pancake in half, put it on another plate, and handed it to Carla, "Here, you guys also try the food you made."

"My share is for you." Lee Jordan also cut his share in half, put it on the plate, and said to the house elf with a smile.

"You can't eat it anymore!" Fred couldn't help but roll his eyes at Lee Jordan, his mouth was full of potato and egg pancakes, the taste was really good.

"Really...really...great, thank you, Mr. Anderson, and this gentleman." Kara's hand holding the plate was shaking slightly. At this moment, not only Kara, but the few house elves next to him were so moved that they couldn't speak.

"This gentleman?" Fred wanted to laugh a little.

"If it's you, it will be that gentleman." Lee Jordan glanced at Fred and George, and said angrily.

"Ahem, I didn't expect Albert to study food." George coughed slightly and changed the subject. Although I knew it last time. However, what they saw with their own eyes still surprised them.

After dinner and being sent out of the kitchen by the house elves respectfully, Albert suddenly said to the people beside him: "You said, if I give Cara some woolen **** as Christmas gifts, would it be appropriate?"

"Why did you suddenly have this idea?" Fred frowned slightly, there is almost no such precedent in the magic world.

"They can knit some things by themselves. The house elves are very good at housework, aren't they?" Albert thought for a while and continued: "Of course, I know that the owner cannot give the house elves clothes, otherwise that means freedom, but it doesn't mean , The house elves can’t get themselves anything else, after all, it’s not the clothes the owner gave them."

"Although you are right, I need to remind you." George warned. "Don't disturb the thoughts of house elves, that will make them not want to cook, and we will all be hungry by then!"

"You seem to have an attempt to raise a house elf?" Lee Jordan said suddenly.

"Why do you say that?" Albert asked rhetorically.

"Intuition." Lee Jordan said without hesitation.

"Well, it's really something." Albert simply admitted that he had an attempt. "After I graduate, I plan to see if I can abduct a house elf from Hogwarts and let it serve me. "

The three of them all looked at Albert dumbfounded.

"I can spend a bit of Garon, and on the premise of getting the consent of the house elves, I don't think Dumbledore will refuse." Albert said again: "You also know that an ordinary wizard family simply cannot have it. House elves are very good helpers and loyal. Having them as helpers can save a lot of time."

"Your thoughts are really shocking." Fred said, covering his face. "However, I need to remind you that most house elves only serve one family in their lives."

"Of course, there may be exceptions, right?" Albert didn't care much about these things. After thinking about it, he changed the topic. "Tomorrow is Halloween~www.novelhall.com~We will go to Hogg together next week. Maude. Well, let’s see if we can find a black market merchant. I heard Hagrid say that Hogsmeade has a shop called the Pig’s Head Tavern, and we still need time to go into the woods to look for jumping toadstools. Well, we have to go to the books. The museum is looking for ways to deal with jumping toadstools."

"Don't you want to raid the old bat's private medicinal material warehouse?" George asked puzzledly.

"The raw materials from the old bats, do you dare to make potions and sell them?" Albert looked at George with an idiotic look: "If we configure them successfully and sell them, the old bats will soon Realize that we did it. If we let the old bats watch, we still have to peel off the skin, you shouldn't want to be targeted by him? And, what if there is no private medicinal material warehouse? Leave everything to yourself ,"

"No." The three shook their heads together. If Snape is watching, there is no good fruit to eat.

"Then we won't go?" Fred asked.

"Of course I have to go, but I will do it myself!" Albert explained casually, "I have mastered Occlumency. Even an old bat can't easily see through my thoughts, but you can't. I haven't learned Occlumency. You guys can't lie in front of the old bat. Therefore, the best way is that you did not do this."

The three looked at each other, unable to understand Albert's thoughts.

The old bat will certainly not be ashamed and angry when he uses the pantheon against students, especially in an upright manner. He used to use pantheon to do boring things, such as judging whether a student has lied.

However, because you didn't take it, the answer he got from you is naturally no, and you did not take it, because you are just accomplices.

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