Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

"Is it Vizette?" Filch asked hesitantly upon hearing Mrs. Lorris's call. "Why did he run away?"

"Meow meow meow?"

"He went out at night with someone else?" Filch was still puzzled. "So what? I'm not arresting him. I'm counting on him to make me a wand!"

After saying that, he took out a leather bag from inside his coat and took out a fake wand wrapped in velvet.

“You’ve been patrolling for a while, you must be tired. Let’s clean up!” He hugged Mrs. Lorris and chanted an incantation in a spirited tone, “Clean and fresh!”

Chapter 117 Hogwarts Kitchen

“They shouldn’t have followed.” Luna let out a long breath and tucked a strand of sweaty hair behind her ear. “That was close!”

Seeing Luna's joyful expression, as if she had escaped a close call, Vizette smiled and nodded in agreement, "Yes, we were almost discovered by Mr. Filch."

"This is it!" Luna looked at the huge oil painting in front of her. "Let me think... Which fruit was Hannah talking about again?"

Like the other paintings in the Stone Gallery, this huge painting depicts a large silver bowl filled with various common fruits.

"It's this!" Luna's eyes lit up as she pointed to a large, bright green pear.

She scratched the pear, and the pear immediately trembled, as if it were very sensitive to being tickled, and let out a snickering laugh, instantly turning into a green doorknob.

Pulling the doorknob, a hidden world indeed unfolded inside. Looking through the entrance hall, there was a kitchen almost as big as the auditorium.

Looking around the Vizette Ring Road, it feels like the kitchen is a one-to-one replica of the auditorium's floor area.

All sorts of cooking pots and pans were piled up against the stone wall, polished to a spotless shine, gleaming with a metallic luster.

At the far end of the kitchen, there is a huge fireplace with burning flames, which dispels the chill from the ground.

The most eye-catching features are the four long tables in the center of the kitchen, and the circular table in front of the fireplace.

The long tables are placed in the exact same positions as the long tables in the auditorium.

The long table was laden with tableware, now polished to a gleaming shine, ready to be used again tomorrow.

Among the "Five Exceptions to the Basic Laws of Gamp's Transformation," the inability to directly produce food is the first exception.

Vizet had finally figured out where all those delicious foods that appeared instantly at Dumbledore's command came from.

The magical world holds countless secrets, which is what fascinates Vizet the most.

For example, this kitchen hidden in Hogwarts was not mentioned in "Hogwarts: A History of the School".

As Vizette and Luna entered the kitchen, many house-elves simultaneously looked up at them.

As an ancient castle that has been passed down for thousands of years, it is quite reasonable for it to have so many house-elves.

The house-elf was wrapped in a clean tea towel, which bore the Hogwarts crest.

They all crowded around, smiling and bowing to Vizette and Luna.

An elderly house-elf stepped forward and said respectfully in a deep, weathered voice, "Sir, is there anything we can do for you? We are all willing to serve you wholeheartedly!"

The other house-elves blinked, their eyes filled with goodwill and a hint of expectation, as if they could do anything for them.

Faced with such kindness, Vizette smiled and asked, "Could you please prepare some flour, water, salt, oil, tomatoes, and a few eggs for me?"

The older house-elf opened his eyes wide, a hint of doubt and hesitation in them. "Sir, are you planning to... make noodles?"

Having provided food for Hogwarts for so long, they could naturally guess what Vizet wanted to do by observing the ingredients.

“Yes, I want to make noodles.” Vizette looked behind the older house-elves, where the other house-elves had already started to bring him the ingredients he needed.

The older house-elf bowed again. "Sir, if you need anything, we can do it for you."

“I’d like to do it myself, as a kind of…memorial,” Vizette said. “I’d also like to borrow the cookware, is that alright?”

“Of course, no problem!” The house-elves were somewhat flattered. They stepped back into a circle, trying to lift their heads to see what Vizet was planning to do.

Seemingly worried that there wouldn't be enough, the house-elves were not stingy at all, directly providing bags and boxes of food.

"Excuse me, is it okay if I use them all?"

"Sir, of course it's alright! Are you sure you don't need any help?"

"Yes, thank you. I'd also like to use the kitchen..."

"Please don't say that, sir! Please feel free to use the kitchen!"

Vizette roughly counted the house-elves present, smiled, snapped her fingers, and skillfully cast a domestic magic spell.

Salt dissolves in water, then flour is added and kneaded into dough. With the help of the magic of home life, everything seems to be in good order.

While the dough was resting, he set up a large pot, lit a fire, boiled a large pot of water, and then took another pot to make a topping with tomatoes and eggs.

With the aid of magic, the rising time is also much faster.

The cutting spell quickly cuts the dough into strips, then mixes it with oil and flour, officially starting the noodle-making process.

Not only was Luna mesmerized, but even the house-elves, skilled in cooking, were wide-eyed, paying close attention to every magical detail of Vizet's performance.

House-elves can also make noodles, but they do it by kneading the dough, pressing it into thin sheets, and then cutting it into various shapes, without going through the "pulling" process.

If Vizette were to pull the noodles himself, he might end up in a mess and could very well break them.

But with magic, everything changed.

The dough strips quickly transform into noodles thanks to the magic of home life.

As Vizette snapped her fingers, the noodles overlapped and danced in mid-air, stretching into long, even strands.

As Vizet pressed down on his finger, the strands of noodles seemed to swim into the sea, tumbling and cooking in the boiling water before flying into the bowl.

The tomato and egg topping was also ready, and it was poured into bowl after bowl.

"Refreshed!" Vizet took out her wand and waved it around, restoring the kitchen to its original cleanliness.

He said to the house-elves, “If I remember correctly… you should also be busy at night, cleaning Hogwarts Castle.”

The older house-elf's voice grew hoarse, and tears welled in his eyes. "Merciful sir... those were things we should do."

Vizette said, "You've all worked hard tonight, so why don't you come and have some food?"

He picked up a small bowl and placed it in the older house-elf's hand, then picked up another bowl for himself and added a fried egg to it.

“This bowl is yours.” He handed Luna another bowl, which also contained a fried egg.

Luna's eyes softened. "Today must be an important day."

Vizette smiled slightly. "It's a day when I want to eat noodles."

Luna blinked. "I will definitely remember this day. I will never forget it!"

“Hmm!” Vizette nodded.

Sometimes, they don't need to say much to understand each other.

Vizette took a bite of the poached egg; it was soft-boiled with a subtle sweetness.

He recalled the first time he ate longevity noodles; the sweetness from the soft-boiled egg overlapped with the sweetness he remembered…

Chapter 118 Helga Hufflepuff's Memories

After finishing a bowl of noodles, Vizet, with the mindset of "since I'm already here," paced back and forth in the kitchen, dispelling the fog of the map in her mind, and collecting ancient magical power along the way.

“Merciful sir!” The older house-elf appeared before him, holding a dragon-skin notebook in his arms.

The notebook was so big that it almost completely blocked his body.

"Could you please leave the magic spell you just used here? We'd like it recorded."

"Oh?" Vizette examined the notebook. "I only used household magic, combined with some past experience, to make these noodles. Can that really be recorded here?"

“Of course, no problem! Helga Hufflepuff is a great wizard!” The older house-elf nodded repeatedly.

"She not only took in our ancestors, but also left us amazing magic, all of which is recorded here!"

He held up his notebook and explained, "Just recall what just happened, and this notebook will record the memory!"

After listening to the older house-elf's words, Vizet instantly understood that this notebook was no ordinary item; it was a magical artifact containing spiritual magic.

Helga Hufflepuff is not only proficient in household magic, but also likely possesses exceptional skill in crafting magical items and even alchemy.

In "Hogwarts: A History of the School," it is mentioned that after Helga Hufflepuff died, she left her descendants a magical artifact, a golden cup imbued with magical power.

However, the specific magic it contains is not detailed in the book "Hogwarts: A History of the School".

Thinking of this, Vizet opened her notebook, which contained recipe after recipe;

The recipe is very concise, consisting mainly of ingredients and simple tips.

The only special thing is that the words radiate a silvery light.

He looked at the older house-elf and asked, "What should I call you?"

The older house-elf immediately bowed. "Kind sir! You can just call me Rick!"

“Rex, my name is Vizette, you can just call me by my name,” Vizette asked, pointing to the recipes.

"You can learn how to cook by touching these silvery lights, right?"

“Yes! Kindness…Vizet!” Rex nodded repeatedly. “But it needs to be touched several times; it can’t learn completely in one go.”