Hufflepuff's Own Halloween Feast

It was probably because life had been too comfortable since entering school that Adam had forgotten he was in the safest school in the world.

"Troll—in the dungeons—thought you ought to know—"

With a "thump," Professor Quirrell collapsed to the ground, and the entire Great Hall was silent for a few seconds before erupting into deafening screams.

Adam, who had been enjoying a sweet and creamy Pumpkin Pie, put down his fork and fell silent at the sight.

"A troll?! Why would something like that be in Hogwarts?"

Klon exclaimed.

Just then, several loud bangs drew everyone's attention.

"Silence!"

Professor Dumbledore fired several fireworks from his wand and released a Sonorus charm. After everyone looked at him, Professor Dumbledore immediately said:

"Prefects, take the students back to their dormitories immediately!"

"It's just a troll; any professor should be able to deal with it easily, right? Why cancel the Halloween feast for this?"

Bernard said with some disappointment on the way back.

"The troll itself isn't the problem; the problem is why a troll would appear in Hogwarts. It's not a species that can hide itself and sneak in. Someone must have brought it in."

Uther analyzed calmly, "Someone must want to use this to do something shady."

"That person is hateful. I've been looking forward to today's dinner for a whole month, and I only had one bite of that Pumpkin Pie!"

Klon complained, covering his face:

"I hope I can get the remaining Pumpkin Pie from the House-elves when I pass by the kitchen later… Speaking of which, the food in the Great Hall should be recycled, right?"

However, to Klon's disappointment, Bruce stopped him from leaving the group, even though going to the kitchen was completely on the way back to the dormitory—in fact, Klon wasn't the only Hufflepuff with the same idea.

"Sorry, everyone, there's been an incident at the school, and Professor Dumbledore has entrusted me to ensure that every one of you doesn't leave my sight—please don't make things difficult for me, okay?"

Bruce clasped his hands together, his words earnest.

The Hufflepuffs who were stopped couldn't blame him for anything, so they had to follow the main group back to the common room in disappointment.

After what had just happened, no one could feel at ease enough to go back to their dormitories. Everyone gathered in the common room to discuss what had just happened. The sudden appearance of a troll in Hogwarts was obviously abnormal. For a time, many guesses were put forward, and they became more and more terrifying.

One person even suggested that the Dark Lord might have planned this conspiracy. Adam couldn't help but glance at him… The kid's guess is pretty accurate.

Although the guess about the Dark Lord was not recognized by everyone because it was too low-level, the common room was still inevitably filled with anxiety due to various guesses. The professors' previous reactions and the hunger that gradually crept in due to the interruption of the dinner made this emotion even more contagious.

"I say… since the Hogwarts dinner has been canceled, why can't we Hufflepuffs have our own Halloween dinner?"

Adam stood up at this moment.

"But… didn't they say we can't go to the kitchen…"

An upperclassman who had wanted to go to the kitchen but was stopped looked at Bruce and Vivian, and undoubtedly received a still-not-okay answer.

"Yes, we can't go to the kitchen—but to celebrate Halloween, I happen to have prepared some food… Although it's mainly sweets, biscuits, and some Pumpkin Pie desserts, it can at least fill everyone's rumbling stomachs."

Adam said, looking at Bruce:

"If doing so is allowed."

"Of course!"

Bruce rubbed his rumbling little belly:

"I believe the professors won't mind us holding a small banquet in the common room ourselves!"

"Great—what are you waiting for?"

A starving Hufflepuff said with shining eyes:

"Hurry up and take out the food; my wallet is ready!"

Other Hufflepuffs echoed, and at this time, the food made by Adam was simply a lifesaver.

"Don't worry; some preparations need to be made before that."

Adam took out his wand in everyone's eager gaze and walked towards the round table in the center of the common room:

"Come on, gentlemen and ladies around the round table, please make way and give me some space to enlarge the table—"

"Leave it to me!"

Vivian waved her wand, and the flowerpots that were originally on the table flew to the shelves on both sides. The entire table suddenly grew taller, and the tabletop became several times larger.

"Thank you, Vivian; that's about right. I'll go get the food now—"

Adam hurried towards the dormitory.

While waiting for Adam to return, the other excited Hufflepuffs were not idle. One by one, they took out their wands to make major changes to the common room, moving the sofas to the side, turning the lampshades into pumpkin heads, and conjuring Halloween decorations on the walls.

And Adam didn't let everyone's efforts go to waste. When everyone was done, the entire common room was filled with a rich, sweet pumpkin scent.

Under everyone's eager gaze, Adam finally returned. Behind him, pumpkin heads filled with candy and golden-baked Pumpkin Pies floated in the air, following his steps. In addition, there were pumpkin-shaped cookies, bundles of pumpkin juice…

All kinds of pumpkin products and pumpkin-related foods, seen and unseen, lined up and fell onto the table. After filling the table, there were still many floating in the air.

"Just put them here."

Cedric transformed a sofa against the wall into a table. Several upperclassmen and upperclasswomen who were skilled in the Transfiguration Charm also followed suit, turning things they weren't using into tables. Adam readily allowed the food to be placed on those tables.

"Adam, hurry up and give us the price! I can't wait to start eating!"

The Hufflepuff who spoke had already picked up an entire plate of Pumpkin Pies. These little things that looked like pumpkins emitted a rich pumpkin aroma, practically seducing him!

"This time it's a buffet—unlimited types, unlimited quantities, 5 Silver Sickles per person, and then you can enjoy all of this to your heart's content."

This time things happened suddenly. Including the sweets and all the food Adam made later, everything was conjured from Sweet Cards. Excluding the labor of casting the spells, the cost was completely zero. Since they were all classmates, he figured he'd just charge a symbolic amount.

As soon as Adam finished speaking, everyone took a few seconds to understand the meaning of "buffet," and then a burst of cheers erupted in the common room:

"Long live Adam!"

What could you buy with 5 Silver Sickles?

A single Butterbeer cost 2 Silver Sickles!

Adam placed his messenger bag in the corner to use as a cash register, letting everyone put their money in it before going to eat. After a brief process of running back to the dorms to get money and queuing up to pay, little badgers rushed towards the round tables filled with delicious food one after another.

The first one to run was the upperclassman who had directly grabbed the plate earlier. He rushed to the table and grabbed a pumpkin-shaped Pumpkin Pie, throwing it into his mouth. His entire face was then filled with a blissful smile.