Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

It didn't take long for the children in the orphanage to wake up, and after washing as usual, they came to the restaurant and waited for dinner.

After all the surprise surprises of Elena over the years, the children showed a very high acceptance of the deluxe breakfast that clearly exceeded the normal specifications.

After all, after experiencing a whole fish feast breakfast that can feed almost fifty adult strong men, many things are less impactful.

Benitez briefly introduced that this breakfast came from the generous sponsorship of Professor Dumbledore, and the children ’s curiosity instantly turned to focus on food.

"Cough."

Elena stood up, put her hands on the table, tiptoed, cleared her throat, looked around for a week, and gently guided the children to thank Dumbledore.

"Before you start eating, everyone first has to thank the professor Dumbledore sitting next to me. Because of his generous sponsorship, we only have today's rich breakfast."

Dumbledore smiled slightly and was about to speak in front of a group of children under ten years old who were childish and conscientious.

"More than today's meal."

At this moment, Dumbledore's ear sounded the crispy voice of small silver-haired loli.

"Professor Dumbledore has agreed, and the breakfast in the orphanage will be provided by him for free."

? ? ?

The old man's silver-white long beard shuddered, his smile slightly stiff, and he looked at Elena next to him in confusion.

"really?!"

"Wow, that's great, long live Elder Sister Elena."

"Can you eat these every day?"

Don't wait for Dumbledore's rebuttal, it was like pouring a scoop of cold water directly into the boiling oil, and the children twitched the pot instantly.

"Hey? No ..."

Dumbledore, unprepared for thought, had a rare confusion, trying to sort out the logic clearly.

"Professor Dumbledore, if you feel embarrassed, of course I will continue to prepare breakfast for everyone in the future, but only in this way ..."

Elena pulled the sleeve of Dumbledore's left hand, and deliberately or unintentionally showed the back of her hand to Dumbledore, and said softly.

"... Only once? Then go to school with peace of mind."

Dumbledore did not directly refuse or agree to come down, but instead raised his eyebrows, looked at Elena's eyes, and asked softly.

For Hogwarts, it is not too much of a problem to pay for an additional breakfast in a micro-orphanage with less than ten people. After all, it is also located in the Scottish Highlands, and the two are actually not too far apart.

If this can completely block the restless little girl's other requirements, it seems to Dumbledore that it is quite worthwhile.

"Only this one time."

Seeing Dumbledore mean loose, Elena nodded vigorously, a pair of big eyes flew up and down quickly, shaking Dumbledore's sleeve, and spoiled in a sweet and sweet tone.

"If it can include lunch and dinner. I promise to go to school obediently in the future, and will not mention any other requirements. Please ~"

If it was not just a reminder of things today, she almost forgot. After she went to school at Hogwarts, the important task of three meals a day in the orphanage fell on Benitez's shoulders again.

If the orphanage can rub the Hogwarts food like today in terms of daily diet, then Benitez will be much less stressed.

At least Benitez will no longer need to raise money to secretly fight black boxing or do more dangerous things.

This is her last patch for the orphanage.

"......"

Dumbledore did not speak, and his blue eyes quietly looked at the mixed-race little Meiwa, as if she wanted to see through her inner true thoughts.

"It is not possible, what will the food cost of the orphanage be paid by me later to Hogwarts."

Elena raised her head and looked at Dumbledore for a while, but eventually she retreated and took the initiative to make some concessions.

Dumbledore's mouth showed a smile, his eyes turned around in the hopeful and joyful eyes around him, nodded slightly, and answered with a clear tone.

"Yes. And, not only breakfast, but from today, we will provide you with three meals a day."

"Okay, one word. We will not discuss this matter anymore."

After Dumbledore's affirmative answer, the little silver-haired loli followed up with confirmation, quickly announcing the end of the topic.

Then Elena's face was flat and she clapped her palms vigorously, watching the children crowding around them.

"Okay, okay, thank you almost. Just hurry back to your seat and have a good meal."

"Oh--"

The sound of a series of wooden chairs rubbing against the ground and a crisp collision between the fork, knife and plate were heard in the restaurant.

Most of the children obediently obeyed Elena's command and returned to their seats and started to eat.

But Bran, who usually listens to Elena the most, stands at the spot rather rare at the moment, looking at Elena, who has already started, gritted her teeth and summoned the courage to ask suddenly.

"Sister Elena, wouldn't you not want us? Will you not give us fried eggs in the future? Then I won't eat this ..."

Unlike most children who were tempted by a rich breakfast, Bran suddenly heard a feeling from the old man who suddenly appeared, and it seemed that Elena was about to leave.

With Bran's voice, the entire restaurant was quiet for a short time. All the children stopped their movements and looked up to Elena.

"I……"

"Don't worry, Sister Elena is just going to a boarding school next door to study. On holidays, you will come back to see everyone."

In Dumbledore's stubborn eyes, Benitez, who was sitting on the side, reached out and touched Elena's head gently, explaining to the other children with a smile.

"Is it because you opened the letter?"

The orphanage's number one curious baby Bran continued to ask.

"Hey? What letter."

Elena tilted her head unclearly, and forked a piece of roasted herring into the entrance ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ asked vaguely.

"Did you say that before you open that envelope, can we drink Scottish round face fat chicken soup every day?"

Poof! Cough cough cough ...

Hearing Bran ’s question, Elena suddenly made a violent cough and looked at Dumbledore beside her with a little embarrassment.

Silver-haired little loli looked embarrassed, looked around, grabbed a piece of buttered toast and stuffed it into Bran's mouth.

"Okay! Concentrate on eating, no talking!"

"Haha, Bran you are stupid."

The older child next to him happily patted Bran on the shoulder, corrected with a disgusted look.

"Elder Sister Elina didn't say that those fat chickens all flew from a chicken farm called Hogwarts. What does it have to do with the letter."

Elena looked more embarrassed, picked up the spoon, and tapped on the head of the big boy next to Bran.

"Just count your cleverness and eat breakfast quietly! Talk again, today's homework is doubled."

After all, she had just received a long-term meal ticket from Dumbledore for blackmailing the orphanage.

Scottish round face fat chicken? Will you keep coming without opening the letter? Hogwarts chicken farm?

Dumbledore turned his head and glanced at the responsive little silver-haired loli, with a hint of weirdness on his face-it seemed that this mixed-race little Meiwa had studied it specifically to eat the school owl.

"Cough cough, Professor Dumbledore, I'm done eating, I'll go change my clothes first. Let's go straight!"

Elena swallowed the food in her mouth, put down the knife and fork, smiled embarrassingly and politely, and quickly ran from the dining table to her room.