Chapter 167 The Elf in the Kitchen

As they were talking, a house elf walked past the two of them carrying a huge plate.

The big plate was piled high with uneaten food from the morning. It looked like boiled cabbage. Why would such a dark dish appear on the table? No wonder there are so many left.

For some reason, the house elf couldn't help but trembled all over after seeing Robert, and even the plate on its head was a little unstable.

"Little..." Robert was halfway through shouting when the little elf jumped forward and fell to the ground, jingling bells and scattering food all over the floor, just in time to bury the unlucky child.

The plate that it had previously placed on its head rolled on the ground several times before it reluctantly stopped.

"...Heart." The corner of Robert's mouth twitched, wanting to laugh.

What do you call a house elf surrounded by cabbages?

Dish essence?

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry! Master Wizard!!!" The house elf screamed as if his nails were cutting glass, and his expression was so horrified that Robert was going to cut off his head in the next second, "I, I, I, I didn't mean it. !”

As he spoke, he banged his head against the kitchen floor repeatedly, making a banging sound, "I'm so damned! Damn, damn, damn..."

The cabbage soup and vegetable juice flew together, and the cabbage, which was still a little juicy, was gradually smashed into black, which looked disgusting.

"Uh..." Robert was a little dumbfounded. What kind of operation was this? By the way, why do you kowtow so skillfully? How often do you do this?

"Who is this..." Robert was a little confused, "By the way, this familiar action looks like a certain guy?"

"It's called Gudo." Cole introduced, his voice full of helplessness. "Because it was too clumsy, the first owner sent it to the House Elf Resettlement Office. After the second owner took it home, it was gone. After a while, it was sent to the Ministry of Magic, and then the third and fourth times, it changed to at least a dozen owners. Those owners didn't say anything, but the Ministry of Magic... In short, no one was willing to work for it."

"Emmm, this is such a sad story." Robert commented, "So, Professor Dumbledore brought it back to help?"

Cole pointed to a female house elf on the other side and said, "It is friends with Sasha. Sasha asked the principal if she could give Gudo a job. The great principal Dumbledore agreed, so it can Here to help." It said in a low voice, "Although it has been a disservice."

Robert understood instantly.

Looking at the frightened Gudo, Robert felt that this guy might be too scared and kept making mistakes. After thinking about it, he released a soothing spell.

"Huh?" Robert blinked, feeling like something was wrong.

Magic to soothe people's hearts is divided into soul-type soothing and soul-type soothing.

In the orthodox wizarding system, soul magic is basically equivalent to black magic. Robert has not studied it for the time being, but spiritual comfort is recorded in the inheritance of the magic book.

He had just used this type of magic, but the feedback he received was that this little guy had been cast on a higher-level soul-type magic spell.

Not wanting to disturb the poor house elf, nor wanting to offend the wizard who cast the spell on it, Robert looked at Gudo for a while, then comforted him in a gentle tone, "Mr. Gudo, you don't have to be afraid, this is Hogwart." I'm a Hufflepuff student. The Honorable Helga Hufflepuff is the founder of our house. You know, the lady who dedicated her life to raising the status of house elves as a Her students, we never scold or beat house elves."

"Besides, you are working for Hogwarts now." Robert said deliberately. "If you are too rash, other house elves may despise Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Gudo seemed even more frightened.

"Like a man, Mr. Gudo, look at Ms. Sasha, she can plead with the principal for help for you. Can't you defend the glory of Hogwarts for Ms. Sasha!" Robert raised his chin, Gudo followed. Looking at his gaze, he saw Shasha who was wiping the plate and peeking over here.

Gudo didn't seem to be as panicked as before, but he was still a little scared. He mustered up the courage, raised his little fist, and said, "I, I, I, I will work hard..." When he said the last word, his momentum No more, looking downcast, as if he was very frustrated with his own performance.

"Come on." Robert could only pat it on the shoulder to express comfort.

Cole came over, snapped his fingers, and the cabbage on the ground disappeared, "Little master, do you want me to take you to the place where we throw the kitchen waste?"

"Huh?" Robert smiled, "Okay, Mr. Cole, I haven't started paying wages yet. Do you want to get one more month's pay?"

"Um...I really don't need payment..." Cole was a little flustered.

"Well, then just call me boss, little master or something like that. It will feel weird." Robert sighed, "I would imagine myself as a noble, and then I would lose my motivation."

Cole looked at Robert carefully for a long time before making sure that he was not angry, and then he felt relieved.

"We usually throw garbage here." Cole opened a trash can. It was shaped like the dark green trash cans that can be seen everywhere on the street. There was a huge black garbage bag inside, but after opening it, you could see that there was Empty and very clean.

Robert looked at it and asked strangely, "There is no garbage in here."

Cole said, "The inside of the trash can is enchanted. As long as something is thrown in, it will be transported to other places."

"Teleport?!" Robert was shocked. He looked at the trash can and felt that he had heard wrongly. "Mr. Cole, please don't joke with me."

Robert looked serious, "The teleportation methods I know include Apparition, Floo Network, and Portkey. I have never seen such a method that after casting a spell on an object, its interior can teleport things to other places." of."

But he said silently in his heart, of course, the dilapidated room in the Chen clan's land did not count.

Hmm, maybe their principles are the same?

If you think about it this way, maybe the magic world of the Rotten Country a thousand years ago could actually be comparable to the Flower Planting Country now? Is there a complete magic training system, various magical potions, and powerful magical creatures?

So, what kind of destruction caused the current situation of scarce magic power?

Is the spirit world really so important to this world?