Chapter 88: Hufflepuff inheritance? Applying for exemption from class, Professor McGonagall is furious! After this wave of harvest, Charles finally tapped out the correct rhythm with satisfaction, putting an end to the Hufflepuff door continuing to splash vinegar. After all, after the dream of R'lyeh, Charles has learned his lesson and knows that he cannot eat too much in one go and must focus on sustainable development. What if I drink up all the vinegar reserves of Hufflepuff House in one go tonight and Hufflepuff changes its defense mechanism in the future? But if you drink it in moderation like this, taking into account the Hufflepuff House's reserves and the vinegar that will be brewed every once in a while, you can drink it for a long time! Then, Ciel walked into the Hufflepuff common room. It was already late at night, and it was the first day back at school, so even the senior students were exhausted, and there was no one in the common room. Ciel walked straight into the door leading to the kitchenette. The small kitchen was still brightly lit, and the house-elves seemed to be testing recipes and cooking something in the pot. Waves of rich aroma emanate, making one's appetite whet. The house-elves were very happy to see Charles come in. "Ahaha, a little Hufflepuff wizard, coming for a midnight snack on your first day?" "You have finally grasped the essence of Hufflepuff House!"
"Come on, there are ready-made desserts such as caramel pudding, macaroons, and cream rolls. The main course is Beef Wellington. You have to wait a moment for the soup, it will be ready soon..." Listening to the house-elves announcing the names of the dishes, Ciel grinned and then shook his head. "No, I'm not here for this normal food." "I heard from the prefect that if you bring your own magical ingredients, you can make magical meals according to the recipes left by Hufflepuff?" Hearing Ciel's words, the house-elves were stunned at first, and then they all became excited. "Do you have those rare ingredients?" "If you can get the ingredients, we can certainly process them!" "But little wizard, the ingredients that can be specially developed into magical meal recipes by Hufflepuff are extremely precious and rare." "After all, one of the main motivations for Hufflepuffs to practice magic is to eat more delicious food." "What materials do you have?" The next moment, Ciel took out a bloody stick-shaped object and a ball-shaped object from his Traceless Extension Charm Clutch and threw them to the house-elves. These house-elves are indeed masters of culinary arts and recognized the origin of the ingredients at a glance. "Three-headed dog whip, and three-headed dog balls?" "How could you get this?" "When Hufflepuff was in Greece, they actually studied the recipes of the three-headed dog. There were records of using the three-headed dog's penis and eggs to make nourishing magic soup." "But it's a pity. According to Hufflepuff's records, if we can use dragon blood and three-headed dog ingredients to make soup, the taste will be even better." "And the fusion of the magic of two dangerous magical creatures will be more delicious than a single ingredient." Hearing what the house-elves said, Charles' eyes showed an even more strange look. Dragon blood?
He really has it! When he bled the vampire lord in Knockturn Alley, he collected several swimming pools of dragon blood. At the time, I thought that since I didn't lack too many points for the time being, I might as well save them as materials for making potions or alchemy in the future. I didn't expect that I would use them in the Hufflepuff recipe first! Immediately, Ciel took out a large glass bottle of dragon's blood and handed it to the house-elves. "Is this much dragon blood enough?" Upon seeing the dragon blood, the house-elf, who had originally felt a little regretful as he thought he could not bring out the full effect of the three-headed dog material, suddenly became excited. "That's enough, that's enough. With so many dog penises and dog eggs, it's enough to make a big pot of nourishing soup!" "But can you drink this much nourishing soup, little wizard?" "It is said that this tonic has a very good effect..." In response, Charles smiled and said that the elves just needed to make soup, and he could handle as much as they made. Then, the house-elves quickly began to process the various materials. After throwing the three-headed dog and dragon's blood and other main ingredients into the soup pot, various plants and seasonings that were unheard of in the Shire were added. According to the house-elves, some of them are magical plants and magical seasonings, which would be worth a lot if they were sold outside. However, since Hufflepuff House is best at herb cultivation, it is very common here. And since Charles had already taken out the most important ingredients, it would be no problem for them to produce these auxiliary ingredients. After all, even in a Hufflepuff kitchen, there are not many opportunities to recreate high-end magical meals from the Hufflepuff recipe book. Charles watched with great interest as the house-elves processed the ingredients and cooked the magical soup. Gradually, a look of doubt and surprise appeared on his face. He could feel that the two different types of magic contained in the dragon blood and the three-headed dog materials were actually beginning to blend with each other under the technique passed down by Hufflepuff himself? Being able to reconcile the magic of two dangerous magical animals is definitely not easy! At this moment, the deep blue reminder sounded again in Charles' mind. "The host has obtained knowledge that can be used for deduction - Hufflepuff Magic Recipe (Three-Headed Dog Chapter)." "Continue to deduce, and you will obtain the complete Hufflepuff heritage." "The first deduction requires 200,000 deduction points. Do you want to deduce?" When Charles heard this reminder, he was stunned for a moment. He could never have imagined that he would find a clue to the inheritance of the four founders that he had heard about from the Hogwarts Defense Magic so quickly? It turns out that the heritage of Hufflepuff has long been left in the academy, hidden in the magic recipes she left behind! Judging from the fact that this magic recipe can easily allow the elves to harmonize the magic of the dragon and the three-headed dog, the true inheritance of Hufflepuff should be related to harmonizing various magical powers and stimulating them to a higher level. Thinking of this, Ciel also thought of Hufflepuff's admissions philosophy. The other three houses require students with distinct characteristics, but Hufflepuff is the only house that accepts everyone. No matter what the characteristics of the young wizard are, if he does not meet the characteristics of the other three houses, he will be accepted by Hufflepuff. The feeling this reveals is exactly in line with the Hufflepuff heritage.
This college, founded by Hufflepuff, upholds the same philosophy as Hufflepuff's magic. It can accommodate students with all kinds of personalities and magical powers, and allows them to inspire and promote each other to reach a more perfect level. Charles' eyes showed shock. A glimpse of the whole picture shows that Hufflepuff's magical attainments are probably extremely high. Maybe even Dumbledore might not be as good as Hufflepuff himself. It is no wonder that Dumbledore’s title is not the strongest wizard in history, but is limited to this century. It seems that before this, there have indeed been wizards in history who are recognized as stronger than Dumbledore. At least the four founders are at least at the level of Dumbledore, and may even go further. This made Charles have another question. If so, why did the four founders establish Hogwarts as a refuge and place of inheritance for wizards? In the History of Magic, it is said that it was to escape the pursuit of Muggles. But the Muggles at that time didn’t even have hot weapons, so why would they hunt down a group of wizards under the protection of the four founders? Even the four founders left their legacy here, as if they were ready to die? Layers of doubts spread in Charles' heart. Just as he was lost in thought, a fresh and rich fragrance that went straight to his head came to his nose, interrupting Charles' thoughts. In the house-elves' magic soup pot, a large pot of soup was cooked, and the fragrance that Charles smelled was emitted by them! Ciel took a deep breath. Let’s put those ancient mysteries aside for a moment and drink the soup first! The elves served Charles a bowl of soup, and he drank it in one gulp. The next moment, a reminder sound came from Deep Blue. "Deduction points +2000." Charles' eyes lit up. One bowl of soup adds two thousand points, and this pot can hold at least thirty bowls, which means more than sixty thousand points! This is just part of the material of the three-headed dog and the dragon. After being blended with Hufflepuff's magic recipe, it has undergone such a change? Thinking of this, Charles felt a little regretful. If I had known this earlier, I would have saved the materials that were consumed before and used them in the Hufflepuff kitchen for cooking. Perhaps the profits could have been greatly increased! However, thinking about the many opportunities to get various materials in Hogwarts in the future, Charles' regret disappeared, and he continued to eat bowl after bowl of soup without raising his head. At this time, the door of the kitchenette was pushed open again. Cedric Diggory walked in in his pajamas. It seemed that his half-asleep state triggered the Hufflepuff wizard's instinct and he came to the kitchenette to find food. After smelling the aroma of the three-headed dog soup, Cedric woke up instantly, staring at the soup pot in front of Charles, and swallowed with a gulp. "Char, what kind of soup are you drinking?" Ciel glanced at Cedric. Although a bowl of soup is worth two thousand deduction points, it is not a big deal for Charles, so it is not impossible to share a bowl. Cedric is a calm person with good character, and he is not a noisy brat. Charles likes him. Moreover, it was because Cedric mentioned the defense mechanism of the Hufflepuff Common Room that Ciel had just drank the magic vinegar and earned millions of points, so he just gave him a bowl of soup.
But a half-smile appeared on Charles's lips. "Cedric, do you have a girlfriend?" "This soup is very nourishing, so don't drink too much." Cedric blushed. "Of course I have a girlfriend. But you, Ciel, it's impossible for you to date a little witch when you just started school, right?" "You, a little wizard, can drink that much, why can't I?" Immediately, Cedric thanked Ciel, carefully took the bowl of soup and took a sip. In an instant, when the delicious fragrance hit his head, Cedric ignored everything and started swallowing in big gulps. After finishing the bowl of soup, Cedric's face suddenly turned red and he felt like there was a fire burning in his lower abdomen. His expression became extremely excited, and he couldn't help but swear. "Fuck, this soup is too nutritious, isn't it? What's in it?" Then, Cedric looked at Charles' usual expression, with admiration in his eyes. "You drank so much, Ciel, can you handle this?" "Brilliant!" "But are you sure everything is fine? Can you sleep well when you go back?" "Don't raise the flag during class tomorrow." Charles smiled slightly. "You are too weak, you should go back and find a solution." "As for my class attendance, I didn't plan to take every class." Cedric was stunned at first, then gave a thumbs up. "Planning to skip class on the first day? Awesome!" Ciel smiled brightly. "Skipping class?" "Is it possible that I don't need to skip classes and can openly skip them?" Cedric was completely stunned now, and asked humbly. "I'm already a prefect, how come I didn't know there was such a thing?" Charles said faintly. "Isn't it enough to just tell the professor in person that the contents of the lecture hall and the textbook are too low-level and not suitable for me, and apply to not attend the class?" Cedric stood there for a long time.
"???" "But your first class tomorrow is Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class..." As he finished speaking, Ciel's smile grew wider. "Isn't that just right?" "I'm the best at Transfiguration, so there's no need to take lessons." Immediately, Charles drank the remaining soup in the pot in one gulp and turned to leave the kitchen. Cedric looked at Charles' back and took a deep breath. "So handsome?" Then, Cedric couldn't help but look excited. Hufflepuff House has always been criticized by several other houses as a gathering place for mediocre people. It was through his talent and unremitting efforts that Cedric gradually gained recognition and was considered one of the best students in Hogwarts. He has always wanted to wash away the impression that Hufflepuff House left on others, proving that the little badgers are simply down-to-earth and don't like fighting, but that doesn't mean they are mediocre. If Charles could really do what he said tomorrow, it would definitely be a scene that has never happened in Hogwarts in a hundred years! By then, who would dare to say that Hufflepuff House is mediocre? Even if it was Ravenclaw, who was known to be extremely smart, was there anyone who could just ask Professor McGonagall to exempt him from class? Although such an action seemed impossible to others, inexplicably, Cedric felt unparalleled confidence in Ciel. Things like this are just a piece of cake. Cedric smiled. "It seems that this time, our Hufflepuff is really going to have a genius of the demon level." …… The next morning. The first-year students, who had just woken up from their sleep, were running around the castle like headless flies. Most of the freshmen had already forgotten what the class leaders had said about the operation rules of the stairs yesterday, and could only keep asking senior students for directions. But at this moment, a figure attracted everyone's attention. Even the old students who were familiar with the roads in the castle were staring at the figure in amazement. Because compared to them who still had to find the way, this little wizard didn't even have to move. The stairs in the castle were like an escalator, taking him all the way up! In an instant, everyone was stunned. "No, what's going on?" "Is there an elevator in the castle?"
"Why is it that only he can sit there and not us?" In Slytherin House, Draco Malfoy, who was always proud of his father's status as a school director, was also stunned. This is the cool scene he wanted. He couldn't help but scream. "What's going on?" “My father is a school director, why can’t I take the stairs like this?” But the stairs at Hogwarts are not even repaired. Are you kidding me? School director? There have been thousands of Hogwarts directors in history, but Ciel is the first little monster who can even chew on the stairs. They are not to be trifled with! At this time, Ciel had arrived at the door of the Transfiguration classroom. Some Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students also came here, and many girls were looking at a tabby cat on the podium with curious eyes. That is naturally Professor McGonagall. She usually uses Animagus to teach young wizards their first lesson, so as to arouse their curiosity and awe of Transfiguration. Ciel walked towards Professor McGonagall. What he told Cedric was certainly not bragging. With his level, let alone teaching the first grade at Hogwarts, even teaching the seventh grade would be of no use to him. Taking classes with these little wizards is just another form of playing house and a waste of time. As for essays and homework? It's even more ridiculous. If you use the time you have to do your homework, eating a few more bites would be better than anything else. Is there really anyone who likes to do homework and prepare for exams with children? Adults naturally have more efficient ways to plan their time. After arriving beside Professor McGonagall, Ciel said frankly. "Professor McGonagall." "I feel that my level does not require wasting time in large classes, so I apply not to attend large classes on Transfiguration in the future, and not to submit homework or papers." "Of course, I will still attend the final exam. If I don't get full marks, you can revoke this privilege from me." After hearing what Ciel said, Professor McGonagall changed from a tabby cat back to a wizard form amid the exclamations of the little wizards. She looked at Charles seriously, her eyes narrowed, as if she was considering. "Given the Transfiguration skills you have demonstrated before, you really don't need to participate in the first-year courses."
"How about this? I'll arrange for you to take the third-grade course. How about that?" Ciel shook his head. "No, Professor, I mean not just exempting me from the Transfiguration course in my first year, but exempting me from all Transfiguration courses in my seven years at Hogwarts." "So forget about joining the class. I really don't have the time for that." Professor McGonagall's expression was no longer serious, but almost stern. "Charles Evans, do you understand what you are saying?" "Do you think you have reached a level of Transfiguration that Hogwarts can't teach you?" The next moment, Charles drew out his wand and said seriously. "I never do anything that wastes my time. Taking large classes is a waste of my time. I have no intention of arguing with you, professor..." "If you still have doubts, why don't we try Transfiguration?" Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, looking extremely angry, and slowly drew out her wand. "Ciel Evans, in all my years of teaching at Hogwarts, I swear you are the most arrogant student I have ever seen." "Then let me see, how advanced is your Transfiguration?" There are still words left to reach words. I will make up for it after midnight. There should be more chapters after words. In addition, in order to increase the average subscription and recommendation, the following chapters may be two-in-one. I hope you can understand.
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