HOGWARTS:I REALLY NOT DARK LORD

the next day.

Tom slept until almost time for class, and his head was still groggy.

He didn't know what time he fell asleep, but it felt like he had just fallen asleep when he had to get up.

I caught up on some sleep during History of Magic, and then continued to sleep during the Defense Against the Dark Arts class that followed.

Although a bottle of energy potion can solve the problem, taking medicine can make you feel less uncomfortable, and sleeping can make you feel comfortable, so Tom chose the most primitive solution. He wanted to feel better.

Sitting next to Tom in the History of Magic class was Daphne. The little witch didn't know what Tom did last night, she just felt sorry for him and thoughtfully put two earplugs in his ears so that he could sleep more soundly.

But when it came to Defense Against the Dark Arts, it was Hermione's turn again.

Hermione was much more curious than Daphne. When Tom finally woke up near the end of get out of class, the girl couldn't wait to ask, "Tom, what did you do yesterday? I've never seen you so sleepy."

You have to know that Hermione is a very disciplined student. In other classes, she rarely talks about topics unrelated to the course.

But when it comes to Defense Against the Dark Arts, there is no such burden, because the things related to the course are the least nutritious.

Tom yawned, feeling dry in the mouth, picked up the kettle and took a big gulp before he lazily said, "I had a midnight snack last night, but I couldn't fall asleep."

Hermione's eyes were full of suspicion.

"Don't you often go out for midnight snacks? Why did you suffer from insomnia last night?"

"Because I ate it in the Forbidden Forest yesterday." Tom sighed: "Hannah's cooking skills are really good. I wish I had such a great little cook at home."

Um?

It's just the forbidden forest, it's not important.

But what the hell is a little kitchen lady?!

Hannah

Are you so familiar with it?

In an instant, both Hermione and Daphne, who was sitting in front and eavesdropping, pricked up their ears.

Hermione lowered her voice and spoke quickly: "Why are you having dinner with Abbott?"

"17 whom I met by chance, and Susan, a sophomore girl." Tom smacked his lips and touched his chin.

He came to class without eating breakfast, and he felt hungry again when he thought about it.

"I see..." Hermione muttered, secretly noting down the information that Hannah Abbott's cooking was delicious and very much to Tom's taste, and then started the next topic.

"Tom, you're going home for Christmas, right? Do you want to hang out with me?"

"My parents and I are going skiing in the Pyrenees, but that's after the New Year, until then I'll be at home."

"Well, I may not have much time. We'll see how the situation goes."

"It's okay. We always have an afternoon to spare, right? We can meet up in Diagon Alley. It's not like Daphne's house is too far away."

Daphne, who was eavesdropping, nodded repeatedly.

Granger, you are worthy of being my good sister. You are really good at talking.

Small garden in the atrium.

Hannah looked blankly at the two small cakes in front of her.

She tried hard to recall and found that she really had no relationship with Granger and Greengrass.

Hermione's reputation for being unapproachable had spread, and Hannah was in awe of this good-school instinct.

Not to mention Greengrass. Although they are both from the twenty-eight pure-blood families, Slytherin and Hufflepuff are not the same kind of people.

Moreover, the situations of the two families are different. Her family can barely make ends meet, but what about Greengrass...she is the little princess among the pure-bloods.

But these two people actually sent her a cake at the same time, and it was the most expensive one in Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop. Last time, a senior schoolmate bought it from Hogsmeade and showed it off for a long time.

Gulp——!

Hannah swallowed and said, "Um... Greengrass, Granger, did you... send the wrong person?"

Hermione and Daphne looked at each other and smiled brilliantly in sync.

"Don't be so distant. We are all classmates. Just call me Daphne."

"Me too, just call me Hermione."

Hannah nodded with difficulty and changed the topic: "Hermione, Daphne, you sent the cake to the wrong person."

"Of course not." Daphne laughed: "This is my favorite one - Beluga caviar mille-feuille. Come on."

Hermione was not to be outdone: "My recipe is also good, black truffle chocolate lava cake, the taste is sweet. I asked your roommate and you like sweets, especially chocolate.

Now Hannah was even more frightened, but she was indeed envious of the two cakes.

Forget it, if she can eat it, she will win. Could it be possible that the two of them would poison her?

After taking a deep breath and making up her mind, Hannah no longer hesitated. She said thank you and started to eat.

Hermione and Daphne smiled knowingly. Daphne took out the lemonade that she had prepared long ago, fearing that Hannah would choke. Hermione conjured up a blue flame, which was the Bluebell Fire Charm. It would not burn people, but could be used to keep warm.

Soon, both cakes were finished, and Hannah's face was full of satisfaction.

"Hermione, Daphne, if you need my help with anything, just tell me. I will help you if I can. Even if it's homework, I'll do it for you." Hannah patted her chest.

While eating the cake, she realized that these two people must have something to ask of her, which was why they were so enthusiastic.

Hufflepuff loves making friends the most, and anyone who can give her cake is her best friend!

"Hannah, you are really the smartest and friendliest Hufflepuff I have ever met." Daphne said exaggeratedly, and then smiled and said: "Hermione and I do need your help, but it's not as cruel as asking you to do your homework."

Hannah's expression became much more relaxed.

Isn't it just doing homework? What else can be difficult for her?

Hermione took over the conversation and continued, "This morning in class, I heard Tom say that he really liked the broth and lamb shanks you made, and they were much better than those at school.

"I just want to learn cooking from you so that I can cook for myself in the future."

Daphne nodded: "Me too."

"That's all." Hannah realized that her fear for a long time was completely unnecessary and she agreed without thinking.

"I'll let you know next time I'm going to cook. Do you know where Hufflepuff's lounge is? You can come find me there. The kitchen is right outside.

"But..." Hannah felt a little guilty: "I have never taught anyone how to cook, so the results may not be very good."

"It's okay." Hermione said hastily, "It's our problem that we can't learn, not yours."

"You just need to tell us more details during the cooking process, and we will take notes and study it slowly.

"That's much easier." Hannah breathed a sigh of relief. "If it doesn't work once, try it twice. If it doesn't work twice, try it three times. Cooking is actually a process of practice makes perfect. If you master the recipe, seasoning, and heat, it will be easy to succeed."

"We can start after Christmas."

"I think Christmas is also possible," Daphne said suddenly.

Hannah's eyes widened, her pigtails swaying. She didn't expect Daphne to be so passionate about cooking. "That's not impossible, but you have to come to my house to learn. It's also convenient to use the Floo Network."

"Pala," Daphne called softly, and suddenly there was a loud explosion in the air, startling both Hermione and Hannah.

Hannah saw the creature suddenly appear, "House elf?"

Hermione had no idea what she was talking about and looked curiously at the strange creature that suddenly appeared.

"Miss!"

The house-elf immediately appeared and bowed deeply, greeting in a shrill voice, so much so that his nose almost touched the ground.

Daphne introduced Hannah: "Hannah, this is Pala, my house elf. Actually, it's her, not me, who wants to learn cooking from you.

"I've never been in the kitchen before, and I don't even know the basics. It will definitely take a lot of time for you to teach her. But Pala is different. She's quite good at housekeeping and cooking. Let her stay at your house for Christmas, and she can help you with many housework.

Daphne knew herself well. It was impossible for her to learn cooking skills quickly when she had never used a kitchen knife before.

So what are her advantages?

It's money and family.

So it was enough to send out a house-elf. She wanted to grab Tom's stomach, but it would be the same if the house-elf caught him.

"Really? Is it really possible? Then you won't have any little Jingkang at home?"

Hannah's eyes lit up, and she was obviously moved.

This is a house-elf. The Abbott family doesn't have such a perfect tool to use, so the parents have to do the housework themselves.

"Don't worry, I have two house-elves at home." Daphne waved her hand generously: "Pala, when you get to Hannah's house, you must listen to Hannah and her parents. You must learn Hannah's cooking skills well. I will check it when you come back."

"Yes, Miss Yin!"

Pala answered very enthusiastically, then looked at Hannah and said seriously: "Ms. Hannah, please use me as much as you want!"

Seeing that Daphne said so, Hannah no longer refused and agreed.

At the same time, I was secretly shocked in my heart.

Greengrass is really a dog-rich family. For other purebloods, having a house-elf is something to brag about, but the Greengrass family actually has three...

Just by teaching a little cooking, Hannah could get the house-elf's attentive care for a whole holiday. She felt that she had made a great deal.

After parting with Hannah, Hermione asked, "Daphne, what are house-elves? Are they magical creatures? Why haven't I seen any introduction to them in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them?"

Daphne knew that although Hermione was very smart, she had never been exposed to some common sense of the wizarding world, so it was normal for her not to understand it, so she patiently explained: "House-elves are not magical animals.

They are similar to goblins and dwarves.

They are a magical race."

"Many pure-blood families have house-elves as servants, who take care of daily chores and errands."

Hearing the term "servant", Hermione frowned subconsciously.

As someone who received a modern elite middle-class education, she could not accept such a feudal title.

"But I read in Hogwarts: A History that Apparition is forbidden at Hogwarts. So how did the house-elves do it?"

"This is what Tom told me. Hogwarts only prohibits wizards from raising house elves. The headmaster's phoenix is also allowed."

Daphne looked at her strangely: "Why are you so interested in house-elves?"

"Nothing, I just never saw it before."

He 780min did not intend to continue asking, but prepared to go back and look up the information himself.

Daphne didn't think much about it, and walked briskly back to the castle to play with Tom.

Finally, it was Friday, the last class before the holiday.

Tomorrow morning, students who are preparing to go home can board the Hogwarts Express and enjoy a relatively long vacation.

Even students who stay in school can enjoy eating after waking up.

A pig that sleeps after being full is better than living.

Therefore, the hearts of the little wizards had already turned wild, and they entered the holiday state early.

But if she had to face Snape's Potions class again, she would have to calm down.

Otherwise you will understand what cruelty is.

Malfoy took the opportunity to mock Harry for being an unwanted child who had to stay in the castle for Christmas. In fact, he also wanted to attack Tom as well.

Where can an orphan go after leaving school? It is better for him to stay.

Of course, he only dared to talk in his heart and wouldn't dare to say it out loud even if he had the courage.

Anyway, after that conflict, Tom was no longer in his eyes, and the two sides kept to themselves.

Harry clearly heard Malfoy's sarcasm, but his expression was very calm. How could this be called sarcasm? This was simply acting coquettishly, with no offensive power at all.

He was so happy to be able to stay in school for the holidays. Well, who would want to go back to the Dursleys for the holidays?

If he had a choice, he would like to stay in school during the summer vacation, but unfortunately the castle will be completely closed during the summer vacation, so he can't stay even if he wants to.

After class, the students cheered and celebrated the holiday regardless of Snape's presence. Snape also did not spoil the fun and walked out of the classroom on his own.

Tom and Daphne said something to Hermione and then quickly chased after them.

The Christmas tree that Hagrid was carrying just separated the two of them. When Tom came to Snape, Malfoy changed his target of attack and began to mock Ronald's family conditions.

"I guess you'd like to stay in school and look after the hunting grounds after you graduate? —————Hagrid's cottage must look like a palace compared to your home, right?" The little mouth was filled with snake venom.

Ronald rushed forward roaring.

Snape smiled smugly and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Tom.

"Professor, please don't get involved in a fight between kids, I have more important things to do.

Snape's face suddenly turned dark. Ronald was already wrestling with Malfoy, but Tom was standing in front of him.

"Hurry up and tell me..."1

Tom smiled and said, "It's nothing, Professor. I have nothing to do anyway. Let's go to the cross!"

Snape narrowed his eyes and stared at the boy, completely ignoring the screams and roars on the stairs.

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