Ira explained nervously, and Sean gained a new understanding of Sir Cadogan's past.
Because of his long-term boredom, this knight even appeared in the painting of a small kitchen. According to his words:
"You can't eat it and you won't let me see it, King Arthur! Why don't you just burn me."
Over time, he got to know most of House-elf.
In a long time ago, there were little wizards who bullied House-elf here. The most common way was to let them hit their heads all the time to see if they would stop.
The angry Jazz chased and rebuked the little wizard for a whole week. At that time, Dilys·Headmistress Derwent praised Jazz's behavior, which once made the House-elfs feel good about Jazz - although Jazz didn't care at all.
Later, naturally, this good impression was transferred to Sean.
"Lord Cadogan said: 'If anyone can become a noble knight, it is little...Lord Green...'"
Ira is still talking softly, but when Sir Cadogan is mentioned, its eyes Winky light up.
Sean conjured up a soft cushion for the first time in a long time and sat in the back kitchen listening to Ira talk about Sir Cadogan's past.
About how he defeated one Troll alone, and how he was able to defeat three of them...
Justin is busy making desserts, and the notes he holds in his hand are Professor Sprout's thoughts on food magic.
Hermione was still excitedly talking to House-elf, although they were all a little frightened and could only tremble and stutter their explanations.
Hogwarts Kitchens was called the best thing by Justin. Sean also saw how many dishes Justin could make in a short period of time with full power - even House-elf's speed was only a little faster than him.
Naturally, Sean ate too much.
So when the lazy afternoon came again, there were a few more little wizards on the edge of Forbidden Forest.
The soft sunlight looks particularly gentle.
Sean They stopped a dozen steps away in the dark woods. The towering trees were like a high dark green wall, but they generously gave way to a gentle slope covered with soft moss.
The sunlight filtered through the high branches and leaves, leaking out mottled golden light spots. In the densest place of these light spots, an ancient beech tree was stretching its huge branches.
The air is humid and earthy, with a faint scent of wild flowers.
"On the train, House-elf helped deliver our luggage to Hogwarts, including washing clothes and cooking food, all of which are House-elf's jobs..."
Justin was slowly telling Hermione, his voice mixed with a few ethereal bird calls coming from the depths of Forbidden Forest, as well as the rustling of some kind of small beast passing through the bushes.
"Because they can release Apparition and Disillusionment Charm at any time..."
Hermione asked and added details while taking notes.
This reminds Sean of Ira's words:
"Ira wants to help Sean·Green. If Sean·Green needs food or items, Ira can be found for Sean·Green, as long as Sean·Green calls Ira."
Sean looked at the nervous House-elf around him and nodded silently.
Then I saw Ira surrounded by a group of House-elf.
In general, Sean has one more unlimited privilege than Pumpkin Juice, well, maybe unlimited food...
I don't know how long it took, but Hermione and Justin suddenly talked about Forbidden Forest.
"Many Gryffindor want to explore Forbidden Forest. I can't believe how they can be so stupid!"
Hermione mentioned those reckless Gryffindor, with unbearable impatience in his tone.
"At least they just thought about it, right? Mr. Scamander was fired directly."
Justin comforted him as if joking.
There are many legends about the famous Magizoologist and Hogwarts. For example, he once violated many school rules by raising magical creatures.
Among them is going to Forbidden Forest with Lita·Mrs. Lestrange.
But in fact, except for a few Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students rarely violate school rules.
Now is not the time when senior Black is teaching: Forbidden Forest is not brushed every day. The way to greet each other is to wave, not Avada Kedavra.
Justin and Hermione seemed to be focused on the discussion, but in fact they had peeked at Sean many times.
Black Lake The wind beside them brought a moist atmosphere, and the shadows of the three little wizards gradually tilted, and soon they merged together.
"Ira?"
At night, in Ravenclaw Dormitory.
Sean called softly, and within two seconds, a short figure slowly emerged.
"Sean·Mr. Green, it's my honor to help you."
Ira pinched the tattered corners of his clothes, looking uneasy.
"I need a cup of hot milk, by the way, here's it for you."
Sean handed out a piece of candied crabapple and placed it in the palm of Ira. This was what he tried to make in Kitchen according to the method in his memory. Logically speaking, candied crabapple would not be made so quickly, but magic does not make sense.
"No - no! How could Ira accept a gift from Sean·Green... Serving Sean·Green is what Ira should do!"
Ira seemed to be greatly frightened, until finally something bright Winky appeared in his eyes.
"Please accept it."
Sean said.
Soon, there was one less stunned House-elf in the room, and there was a glass of hot milk and some biscuits.
Sean took a sip silently. He knew that his body was much better. After all, Hogwarts had no worries about eating and drinking, and it provided rich and comprehensive nutrition.
Of course, Professor Snape's Potions also played a big role. Sean felt that his body had recovered by at least half.
As for the smaller part, it will require longer recuperation, but it will not be too slow. After all, the professor's Potions is very powerful.
Beside the window sill of the dormitory, Sean held Nimbus 2000, feeling its structure and surging magic power. Sean knew that this was obviously a talent, an outstanding talent in... alchemy and creation.
So there was something more in his notes, not just Transfiguration studying and tomorrow afternoon's Flying Test.
The night is deep.
At the same window sill, Hermione was still lighting a candle and reading. In order to prevent those guys from talking, she cast a Sile nce Spell and moved to the window sill.
She was still a little surprised that Justin could let Sean rest for a day, and she didn't know what Knight Portrait said to him to make him do this.
"Okay, let's just treat him as a house with closed doors and windows, but it doesn't matter, I will keep ringing the doorbell..."
Hermione seemed to hear the relaxed but firm words of Justin again.