Chapter 667

The student dormitories of Hufflepuff college are located underground like Slytherin, but compared with the snake college dormitories known as "Slytherin dungeon", the little badgers' accommodation is very comfortable.

In those days, Helga herchpatch was a lazy witch. She not only liked all kinds of delicious food, but also paid special attention to the living environment. On the contrary, she was not very interested in the appearance that other women had always paid attention to. Therefore, Helga, who was famous for her beauty in her youth, became a round and kind figure in her middle-aged and old age.

Of course, the old stories of thousands of years ago will not be mentioned for the time being. If the most comfortable common lounge and bedroom are mentioned in the four colleges of Hogwarts, it is hutchpatch basement.

The first thing that must be mentioned is, of course, the public lounge of Hufflepuff college. This lounge is originally a circular room. Although it is not too large, it can bring a particularly prominent warm feeling to the students.

Although it is underground, you can see the scenery on the ground through the round window.

During the day, it is full of mild sunshine. In addition, Professor sprott often places flowers and plants here. The fragrance of soil and plants can make people feel as if they are in the wilderness and grassland in spring.

In the evening, the grass and dandelions outside the window will turn into fireflies, echoing with the distant stars. Even diligent students will feel a different taste when they stay up at night.

However, what is more worth mentioning is the bedroom where the little badgers live.

Around the common lounge, there is an arched door opening, and after passing through the door opening aisle, you will see more circular passages. The passage here can be described as winding. If you really compare it, its complexity will never be much worse than the Hogwarts mobile ladder designed by Ravenclaw.

The only difference is that none of these interconnected channels will move by themselves. They are solid non magical structures.

It is because no outsiders have ever come into the basement of Hufflepuff and the little badgers are mostly low-key that this amazing underground building is still unknown.

To be honest, Maka had explored here many times, but even he dared not say that he knew these intricate underpasses like the back of his hand. In fact, he once found some unused rooms in the depths of some passages, but it was a pity that they were basically filled with worthless gadgets.

Now, Ernst, who was assigned to hatch patch college, lives in the bedroom of one of the channel branches.

"... according to the statement in the book of potions, the blessing potion is a potion that is very difficult to make. In this way, it must be impossible to make it by yourself... So, where should I get it?"

The night outside the castle was getting darker, but Ernst still couldn't sleep. He looked at the slightly bulging pockets on the trousers on the bedside table, and there was a growing trend in his mind to get more blessing.

No way. Once he tasted the beautiful taste, he couldn't help it.

"If it's Professor Slughorn, there should be..." he shrank under the quilt, whispered to himself silently, and soon shook his head. "No, the chocolate was sent out by others. It's nothing... But if you steal it..."

However, this sudden idea lingered in his mind after he denied it.

"That's enough! What am I thinking --" erns knocked hard on his forehead, then turned over in bed, trying to drive away this suffocating impulse, "Don't think about the blessing potion again... Besides, it is also stated in the book that the blessing potion must not be taken frequently. By the way... Is this the recklessness and arrogance brought by the blessing potion? Well... It should be right..."

After a while, Ernst, who forced himself to close his eyes, couldn't stand it and had to sit up abruptly. After looking left and right, he decided to put on his clothes and sit in the common room. If there was no fireplace over there, it would be much cooler than in the bedroom, which might calm him a little.

But he did not find that this anxiety and desire did not come from the blessing agent, but from his real heart.

After putting on the wizard's robe with light hands and feet, Ernst walked out of the bedroom in the dark, and then walked slowly along the winding circular passage to the common room.

There is no light here, but it is naturally quite dark, but the little fluorescence outside the round window still brings a little light to the room. With a full stomach of annoyance, Ernst randomly chose a seat by the window and did it. One hand supported his cheek, while the other hand was subconsciously placed on his pants pocket.

Through the faint light of the window, you can see his unclear facial outline. Although it is difficult to recognize his expression at the moment, his tightly pursed lips have revealed his mood.

The air in the common room is still mixed with the fragrance of new mud. Occasionally smelling it may make people calm down involuntarily, but if you smell more, it won't play a great role in calming their mood. On the contrary, the temperature here is indeed lower than that in the bedroom, and ENSS's gradually heating mind has cooled down a lot.

"I can't think about the blessing agent anymore... No, it's chocolate. I'd better not eat it for the time being." he stroked his thin and soft black hair and took a deep breath, "HMM... why don't you go to the kitchen and get something to eat? Maybe it's because you haven't eaten enough dinner that you think about it here..."

He sat in the armchair for another moment, followed by a casual reason to forcibly turn his thoughts elsewhere.

Hogwarts' kitchen is not far from the entrance to the hutchpatch common room, which is where the little badgers occasionally take the initiative to take a walk. Because the distance between the two is too close, even if you run there hungry at night, you won't be afraid to be caught by filch on patrol.

By the way, the kitchen is the little knowledge that the old students of hatch patch college often mention when telling the new students. Marca was mentioned by Charlotte.

As for Ernst, this little badger is not very obvious, but he has been there for a long time.

Soon, when the pile of hooped wooden barrels in the deep underground corridor of the castle quietly opened the entrance door, a sneaky figure immediately drilled out, turned and trotted along the corridor. When he stood in front of the fruit painting and scratched the pear in the painting quickly and accurately, with a few slight sneers, the pear turned into a yellow door handle.

"Squeak --"

The sound of the portrait being opened was actually louder than the laughter of pears. Fortunately, there are several corners in the corridor under the castle. As long as it is not too close to here, it is not likely to be heard.

As soon as he dodged, Ernst quickly got into the door hole exposed after the portrait, and the portrait closed again in the twinkling of an eye.

The kitchen of Hogwarts Castle covers a large area, where hundreds of house elves live. In the kitchen as like as two peas, the four most prominent ones are the same long dining table. When three meals are served every day, the rich and delicious food is arranged by the elves one by one, and then transferred from here.

Of course, generally speaking, it is impossible to eat all the food in every meal. So after the headmaster removes all the food from the auditorium, they will return here and leave it to the domestic elves to dispose of freely.

"Crackle crackle"

Just as Ernst hurried into the kitchen, with a slight but continuous explosion, half asleep domestic elves appeared in front of him one after another. Yes, although the sound just now can't be heard by filch or the night patrol Professor, it's impossible to hide it from these particularly clever house elves.

"Pa."

When an elf yawned and snapped his fingers, he lit a torch when he stood in the dark kitchen.

"Oh... Dear little wizard, is there any place where the elves can help you when you come to the humble kitchen so late?"

These are the house elves who have lived in Hogwarts castle for generations, not the Liberals brought back by Maka.

Although they lived better than the domestic elves in other pure blood family houses, they did not get rid of the narrow idea of loyal service for wizards, and they also wore all kinds of ragged clothes - I mean, if these pillowcases and broken sheets could also be called "clothes".

"Help me hot food -" said Ernst, casually pointing to the table. "Just pick some from the rest of the dinner on the table."

One of the characteristics of domestic elves is that they never talk about what they shouldn't say. The students of Hogwarts are also regarded as masters by them, so even if they will clearly remember that Ernst came, they will not take the initiative to report to the professors without the inquiry of other "masters".

After the elves diligently heated the food for erns and respectfully sent it to him, he didn't want to pack the food away, but stayed in the kitchen to have a good time.

But when he ate some, he found that he didn't seem to be hungry. Even if the elf didn't heat much food for him, he couldn't finish it all.

But his purpose was achieved - now he had felt the rising sleepiness. Unfortunately, he just ran out of the kitchen into the corridor. A burst of regular footsteps suddenly dispelled his sleepiness