Hogwarts Kitchen

"They shouldn't have followed." Luna let out a long breath and tucked a strand of sweaty hair behind her ear. "That was close!"

Seeing Luna's joyful expression, as if she had escaped a close call, Wizet smiled and nodded in agreement, "Yes, we were almost discovered by Mr. Filch."

"This is it!" Luna looked at the huge oil painting in front of her. "Let me think... Which fruit was Hanna talking about again?"

Like the other paintings in the Stone Gallery, this huge painting depicts a large silver bowl filled with various common fruits.

"It's this!" Luna's eyes lit up as she pointed to a large, bright green pear.

She scratched the pear, and the pear immediately trembled, as if it were very sensitive to being tickled, and let out a snickering laugh, instantly turning into a green doorknob.

Pulling the doorknob, a hidden world indeed unfolded inside. Looking through the entrance hall, there was a kitchen almost as big as the Great Hall.

Looking around the Wizet Ring Road, it feels like the kitchen is a one-to-one replica of the Great Hall's floor area.

All sorts of cooking pots and pans were piled up against the stone wall, polished to a spotless shine, gleaming with a metallic sheen.

At the far end of the kitchen, there is a huge fireplace with burning flames, which dispels the chill from the ground.

The most eye-catching features are the four long tables in the center of the kitchen, and the circular table in front of the fireplace.

The long tables are placed in the exact same positions as the long tables in the Great Hall.

The long table was covered with scenes, now polished to Winky shine, waiting to be used again tomorrow.

Among the "Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration," the inability to directly produce food is the first exception.

Wizet had finally figured out where all those delicious foods that appeared instantly at Dumbledore's command came from.

The magical world holds countless secrets, which is what fascinates Wizet the most.

For example, this Hogwarts Kitchen was not mentioned in "Hogwarts: Hogwarts, A History".

As Wizet and Luna entered the kitchen, many House-elf simultaneously looked up at them.

As an ancient castle that has been passed down for thousands of years, it is quite reasonable for it to have so many House-elf.

The House-elf was wrapped in a clean tea towel, which bore the Hogwarts School Emblem.

They all crowded around, smiling and bowing to Wizet and Luna.

An elderly House-elf stepped forward and said respectfully in a deep, weathered voice, "Sir, is there anything we can do for you? We are all willing to serve you wholeheartedly!"

The other House-elf blinked, their eyes filled with goodwill and a hint of expectation, as if they could do anything for them.

Faced with such kindness, Wizet smiled and asked, "Could you please prepare some flour, water, salt, oil, tomatoes, and a few eggs for me?"

The older House-elf opened his eyes wide, a hint of doubt and hesitation in them. "Sir, are you planning to... make noodles?"

Having provided food for Hogwarts for so long, they could naturally guess what Wizet wanted to do by observing the ingredients.

"Yes, I want to make noodles." Wizet looked behind the older House-elf, where the other House-elf had already started to bring him the ingredients he needed.

The older House-elf bowed again. "Sir, if you need anything, we can do it for you."

"I'd like to do it myself, as a kind of...memorial," Wizet said. "I'd also like to borrow the cookware, is that alright?"

"Of course, no problem!" The House-elf were somewhat flattered. They stepped back into a circle, trying to lift their heads to see what Wizet was planning to do.

Seemingly worried that there wouldn't be enough, the House-elf were not stingy at all, directly providing bags and boxes of food.

"Excuse me, is it okay if I use them all?"

"Sir, of course it's alright! Are you sure you don't need any help?"

"Yes, thank you. I'd also like to use the kitchen..."

"Please don't say that, sir! Please feel free to use the kitchen!"

Wizet roughly counted the House-elf present, smiled, snapped her fingers, and skillfully cast Home Life Magic.

Salt dissolves in water, then flour is added and kneaded into dough. With the help of the Home Life Magic, everything seems to be in good order.

While the dough was resting, he set up a large pot, lit a fire, boiled a large pot of water, and then took another pot to make a topping with tomatoes and eggs.

With the aid of magic, the rising time is also much faster.

The Cutting Curse quickly cuts the dough into strips, then mixes it with oil and flour, officially starting the noodle-making process.

Not only was Luna mesmerized, but even the House-elf, skilled in cooking, were wide-eyed, paying close attention to every magical detail of Wizet's performance.

House-elf can also make noodles, but they do it by kneading the dough, pressing it into thin sheets, and then cutting it into various shapes, without going through the "pulling" process.

If Wizet were to pull the noodles himself, he might end up in a mess and could very well break them.

But with magic, everything changed.

The dough strips quickly transform into noodles thanks to the Home Life Magic.

As Wizet snapped her fingers, the noodles overlapped and danced in mid-air, stretching into long, even strands.

As Wizet pressed down on his finger, the strands of noodles seemed to swim into the sea, tumbling and cooking in the boiling water before flying into the bowl.

The tomato and egg topping was also ready, and it was poured into bowl after bowl.

"Scourgify!" Wizet took out her wand and waved it around, restoring the kitchen to its original cleanliness.

He said to the House-elf, "If I'm not mistaken... you will also be busy at night, cleaning up the city of Hogwarts."

The older House-elf's voice grew hoarse, and tears welled in his eyes. "Merciful sir... those were things we should do."

Wizet said, "You've all worked hard tonight, so why don't you come and have some food?"

He picked up a small bowl and placed it in the older House-elf's hand, then picked up another bowl for himself and added a fried egg to it.

"This bowl is yours." He handed Luna another bowl, which also contained a fried egg.

Luna's eyes softened. "Today must be an important day."

Wizet smiled slightly. "It's a day when I want to eat noodles."

Luna blinked. "I will definitely remember this day. I will never forget it!"

"Hmm!" Wizet nodded.

Sometimes, they don't need to say much to understand each other.

Wizet took a bite of the poached egg; it was soft-boiled with a subtle sweetness.

He recalled the feeling of eating longevity noodles for the first time; the sweetness from the soft-boiled egg overlapped with the sweetness in his memory...