Mysterious Journey
Chapter 384: New Recipes from Old Carrots and Old Potatoes
The only difference from before was that Luna, besides holding a flat-faced owlet, now also had a large bunch of golden Galleons—according to Elena, this was a meeting gift for her partner's daughter and future fellow student.
Although he didn't understand why Elena was so concerned about Luna, considering Elena's age and gender, Xenophilius Lovegood, who had already joined the "Hogwarts Consortium" camp by default, wasn't too worried. If it were a nasty boy, he might be nervous, but a girl was fine.
Of course, more importantly, compared to the unimaginable grand development goals Elena spoke of, the rare excitement and smile on Luna's face were what ultimately prompted Xenophilius to believe in Elena and Dumbledore—he hadn't seen Luna like this for a long time since his wife Pandora passed away.
As a clumsy single father, Xenophilius knew very well that Luna needed more than just a father; she also needed the company and conversation of her peers. If all this could allow Luna to make a friend... even if this friend didn't seem so harmless... Xenophilius would be satisfied.
"Well then, please allow me to excuse myself for the time being."
Dumbledore smiled slightly and nodded politely to the Lovegood family and Elena.
"There is still some time before lunch begins. During this time, Elena, you can take... well, I mean Xenophilius, you can take your daughter to wander and visit the school."
As if suddenly remembering something happy, Dumbledore glanced at a certain white-haired puffball, a hint of a smile flashing quickly in his eyes, and he earnestly looked at Elena and added.
"As for you, Elena, just accompany the Lovegood family by the side. You don't need to..."
Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, a noisy flapping of wings suddenly came from outside the castle. Dumbledore raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked up at the sky outside the door.
Following Dumbledore's gaze, a formation of owls was approaching Hogwarts Castle.
Judging from the flight path, it seemed to be flying straight towards Elena and the others, without any circling.
Ten seconds later, this transportation team composed of dozens of strong, round-faced fat chickens landed in front of everyone. As the owls landed, the floor trembled slightly, and several heavy packages fell on the floor.
"Oh, right, this is the new issue of *The Quibbler*."
Looking at the somewhat surprised Dumbledore, Xenophilius Lovegood patted his head and quickly explained, "It's the batch of publications that you mentioned in your letter before, collectively purchased for all Hogwarts teachers and students."
Nearly a thousand copies of *The Quibbler* stacked together were quite considerable. In order to deliver this package on time, Xenophilius Lovegood specially spent "expensive" postage to hire many owl messengers.
As for the recipient, it was naturally himself.
After all, neither the mysterious "a·k" nor Albus Dumbledore seemed to be options for accurately receiving letters—and if this package was not signed for after a day, then the letter with Dumbledore's signature would be automatically sent to *The Daily Prophet*, although Xenophilius was not sure how much effect it would have.
"In the letter?"
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and glanced at Elena beside him, nodding noncommittally.
"I understand. In short, this matter will be handled by Miss Kaslana. We'll see you in the Great Hall in a while. If there are no surprises, Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge and others will also appear in the hall at that time."
After speaking, Dumbledore smiled apologetically and directly Apparated, disappearing in front of the three.
There was no doubt that Gellert Grindelwald was much better than Dumbledore at dealing with Ministry of Magic officials.
And based on Dumbledore's understanding of Grindelwald, in the current situation, Grindelwald would not take the initiative to make any inappropriate remarks or take any excessive actions in front of the "young people" in the Ministry of Magic.
But even so, basic worries still existed.
Therefore, after confirming that Elena's side had settled down and there shouldn't be any unexpected situations, Dumbledore was naturally eager to return to the other side to understand the progress and situation of the discussion in the headmaster's office.
"Are all of these the current issue of *The Quibbler*?"
Elena casually tore open a corner of a package, glanced at the magazine cover revealed on the surface, and asked Xenophilius Lovegood behind her.
"That's right, according to what we communicated before, there are a total of one thousand copies here."
"That's enough. Just put these in a corner of the hall for now. I'll take care of it." Elena thought for a while, walked to the empty dining table in the hall, and tapped the table with her knuckles. "Burly, I want these magazines piled at the door to appear in front of every student's plate at lunchtime—and open to the page about the *Hogwarts Calendar*."
Hogwarts Castle had all kinds of magical passages. During her days as head chef in the kitchen, Elena had learned that instructions issued through the Great Hall's dining tables could be directly transmitted to the Hogwarts kitchen directly below.
This was also why the school's teachers and students, and the Ministry of Magic people, could accurately summon the food they wanted directly in the Hogwarts Great Hall with just a menu—a bit like a megaphone, but it wasn't a raw sound transmission, but completed by relying on magic. According to the house-elves' explanation, how to accurately identify accents and calibrate even involved castle magic and the elves' contract magic.
"Burly? Plates?"
Xenophilius looked at Elena strangely, subconsciously looking around the empty hall.
*Pa. Crackle.*
The next moment, only a few subtle explosions were heard in the hall.
Several house-elves wearing Hogwarts-patterned napkins appeared beside Elena, bowing respectfully, their expressions carrying the kind of humility that Lovegood was familiar with, and a hint of a different kind of respect.
"No problem, Head Chef. Also, today's menu..."
"Just follow what we decided on yesterday. Wait—"
Elena waved her hand, suddenly paused, her finger tapping thoughtfully on her lips, her eyes narrowed cutely, carrying a hint of danger, and slowly and quietly said.
"I was just thinking, Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Apocalis, both of them are not young anymore. Our young people's menu is a bit too greasy and high in sugar for them. It might not be particularly suitable."
"You mean...?"
The house-elf Burly blinked his big eyes, a look of confusion appearing on his face.
"Remember the sugar-controlled healthy meal I mentioned before? Don't add any oil, just boil potatoes and beef in plain water, and wash and cut the cabbage. As for the seasoning, a pile of coarse salt and a pile of devil pepper sauce will do."
Elena said bitterly, these two蔫 (niān, withered) bad old guys, don't even think about eating anything good this week.
I believe it won't be long before they understand why there is a saying: No matter who you offend, don't offend the person who cooks at home.
As for whether this dietary plan will be implemented, this is not difficult for Elena at all. She only needs to explain it to Madam Pomfrey, who is in charge of the school's teachers' and students' health management—this strict school nurse sitting next to Dumbledore will carefully supervise Dumbledore's diet.
In a few words, after deciding on the miserable food arrangements for the old potato and old carrot for the next week, Elena turned around and smiled shyly at Xenophilius Lovegood, who was dumbfounded behind her.
"As you can see, I forgot to introduce myself just now. Besides being a first-year student, I am also the head chef of the Hogwarts kitchen. If there are no accidents, from now on, for a long time, the entire school's kitchen will completely implement my will—and this is also the source of the first batch of graphic materials for the future food section of *The Quibbler* that I mentioned below."
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