Legend has it that this painting hanging in the kitchen was once lost.

One night, a wizard broke into the window and stole the painting.

This is a thief with feelings, a thief who understands art, and a thief who pays tribute to the four giants.

This kind of thief,

rare!

But William also heard of it in his previous life.

For example, in such a dangerous environment in Europe, a certain Van Gogh enthusiast had to go out for homework and chose to steal "Spring Garden" on the day of Van Gogh's 167th birthday.

True fans are undoubtedly.

In a sense, the value of a painting depends largely on whether it has been lost.

Before "Mona Lisa" was stolen, it was not the treasure of the Louvre's museum, nor was it worth it today.

After the legendary experience, it has its current status.

William was still admiring the painting. He had seen it many times, and his eyes were proficiently wandering in several places.

At this time, Hermione pulled his sleeve.

"What's wrong?"

William looked at her point and found that the group of house elves were lined up.

At the end of the team, there is a table.

Bobocha and Mrs. Loris squatted on it.

Each elf puts the food he made on a plate, and if two cats like to eat, they can suck the cat.

Even... it is allowed to hug for a while.

The house elf is actually petting a cat!

Dare you believe it?!

And Bobocha and Mrs. Loris will actually open their business!

For food, you can really sacrifice anything.

"Mrs. Loris is a little fatter?" Hermione said in confusion.

In the past, every time I saw Mrs. Loris, she was skinny and shriveled.

It seems to be round now.

"Bobocha won't kill a cat, right?" William was shocked.

etc……

Bobocha and Mrs. Loris haven't met for a summer vacation. The pregnancy period of ordinary cats is usually only two months, and now it's getting more mellow... I guess they are not Bobocha's children.

William seemed to have seen Bobocha transform from an orange cat into a green cat.

It's hard to say...

Because William suddenly remembered something, Mrs. Loris was different from an ordinary cat, and it obviously had cat crocodile blood.

Cats are a magical creature that looks like cats. Cats are very smart, like to be alone, and have a certain degree of aggressiveness.

It also has an incredible ability to pay special attention to those who are suspicious and untrustworthy.

Therefore, Mrs. Loris was able to patrol Felch every day.

Mrs. Loris is a mixed-race creature, and the pregnancy period is different from that of an ordinary cat.

Well, Bobocha’s head is not that green again.

After the two cats were finished, Mrs. Loris shook her hair gracefully and meowed twice, as if she wanted Bobo Tea to digest food and do some exercises with a large amount of activity.

When Bobocha saw William and the other two, he remembered that there were still cat slaves, and he coldly refused.

Moreover, after eating and drinking, it seemed that it didn't really want to pay attention to Mrs. Loris.

Damn... this scum cat!

What a scum!

Apparently, Hermione thought so, and she looked at William with a strange look.

What kind of eyes are this?

It wasn't what he taught!

When I go back, I will give Bobo tea a permanent cure.

Seeing the little wizard coming, the house elves came over enthusiastically.

More than a hundred elves stood in the kitchen, laughing, bowing, and curtsy.

Each elf wore the same uniform: a tea towel with a Hogwarts seal printed on it.

"Oh, Hogwarts actually oppressed so many elves." Hermione said sadly.

She didn't tell the house elves so urgently that they wanted to fight for freedom.

Their slavery is too strong, and that is too small.

Under William's guidance, Hermione knew to take it slowly...for example, set a small goal.

First establish an organization...the Household Elf Rights Promotion Association. (S.P.E.W.)

Then the first promotion meeting was held, first determining the organization's goals and basic policies, and at the same time discussing the development of members, establishing organizational systems such as local and core institutions, as well as content such as conference plans and chapters.

It is best to have a core guiding ideology, the highest program and the lowest program, otherwise the organization of the movement will inevitably fail.

William is familiar with this kind of thing. After all, he was also a man who had read five volumes of "Dragon Slaying Technique" in his previous life.

Seeing William and the others coming, the house elf was very enthusiastic and immediately came over with a large silver tray.

On top is a teapot, milk and a large plate of pastries.

The three of them had enough food and drink, and then they remembered Professor McGonagall's punishment.

"How to clean it, it seems to be cleaner than my room." Annie touched the desktop.

The tabletop is too clean...flies fly up and split! Mosquitoes fly up and slip!

"Is there any unclean place here?" William asked.

"There's here!" An elf named Winnie immediately said sharply.

"The ghosts are going to hold a death party on Halloween, and Nick, who almost lost his head, asked us to put some food here."

Household elves all denounced the ghosts' behavior, as if to stop them from progressing.

Under Winnie's leadership, William, Hermione and Anne walked towards a remote little corner.

"The Anniversary Party?" Hermione said with great enthusiasm, "I didn't expect the ghost to hold such an event, and we can attend it!

I bet that few living people can say it must be amazing that they have attended such parties…”

She shut up quickly.

He stopped in great horror.

Because in that corner, there were large pieces of rotten fish; the dark cakes baked into charcoal; and the meat-filled lamb belly that began to grow maggots, a piece of cheese covered with green hair.

Hermione endured the disgust and regretted eating so much.

As for the death party, go to hell!

"The ghosts probably deliberately put the food here to let them rot naturally so that the atmosphere of the party is stronger." William analyzed.

It seems that Professor McGonagall asked them to clean up these things. After all, rotten food is really unhygienic in the kitchen.

William's wand pointed Hermione and Anne's heads respectively, and used a bubble spell on them.

The three of them turned into Tianlong people and began to clean up the food.

"But where did we get it?" Anne asked.

"Those ghosts still need food to hold party, do we throw them in the trash?"

This is a problem.

These foods cannot be discarded, but they cannot be left in the kitchen for fermentation until Halloween... By then, the entire kitchen will probably smell bad.

It is not okay to accept any request. William needs to use it every day, even if he can't see it, he will feel uncomfortable thinking about it.

"Oh, I thought of a good place." Hermione said with a smile.

"We can put these stinky food in Myrtle's bathroom, which has been abandoned and no one will go!"

"Even if the real person goes, it probably won't be a good thing!"

"What are you muttering?" Myrtle suddenly came out of the wall.

Hermione shivered in fear and almost threw the rotten fish on Anne.

"I just heard someone saying my name, and I hope it's not about me behind my back!"

Myrtle was crying.

Pear blossoms are raining.

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Chapter completed!