Chapter 208 - What's Your Intention

After finishing their Quidditch training, the three of them went back to the Room of Requirement to conduct that cursed experiment again, which led them to miss the dinner. They then came up with the excuse to head to the kitchen for a meal.

Of course, those were all just excuses they made for themselves.

By the time they arrived at the Great Hall for dinner, there was hardly any food left. So, Albert and Fred decided to sneak into the kitchen to have their meal.

After all, the food in the kitchen was still hot, and they would be served by enthusiastic house-elves.

"What are you thinking about?" Fred asked with his mouth full of fried potato chunks, looking puzzled and curious as Albert paused with his fork halfway.

"Nothing much, just wondering if I should ask the house-elves to make some potato and egg pancakes," Albert chuckled, mockingly referring to himself.

"What's that, Mr. Anderson?" one of the house-elves couldn't help asking.

"Pancakes, a simple food, Kala," Albert explained the recipe to the house-elf. "You can try cutting potatoes into pieces and cooking them until they become mushy, then mix them with eggs, flour, and other seasonings. After that, add a little oil to the pan and pour the batter in, frying until both sides are golden."

"If Mr. Anderson likes them, Kala can give them a try!" The house-elf, excitedly, bowed to Albert.

"Thank you, Kala. I believe you can do it," Albert encouraged.

"Are those potato and egg pancakes delicious?" Lee Jordan couldn't resist asking. After finishing his pumpkin pastry, he didn't touch anything else, clearly wanting to taste the potato and egg pancakes Albert mentioned. They all remembered how delicious the onion scrambled eggs Albert had the house-elves make for them last time.

In no time, the house-elves brought the freshly fried potato and egg pancakes to them.

"You can spread some blueberry jam or any sauce you like on top," Albert started spreading some sauce on his potato and egg pancake, taking a bite and enjoying the familiar taste.

"It's delicious," he said softly.

Both Kala and the other house-elves had smiles on their faces.

Albert cut his pancake in half and put it on another plate, handing it to Kala. "Here, you can taste the food you made as well."

"I'll share mine with you too," Lee Jordan cut his pancake in half and placed it on a plate, smiling at the house-elves.

"Aren't you full already?" Fred couldn't help rolling his eyes at Lee Jordan, as his mouth was still full of potato and egg pancakes, which indeed tasted very good.

"It's just...so...so great! Thank you, Mr. Anderson, and this gentleman too." Kala's hand holding the plate was slightly trembling. At this moment, not only Kala but also the other house-elves were too moved to say anything.

"This gentleman?" Fred almost burst into laughter.

"If it were you, it would be 'this gentleman' as well," Lee Jordan gave Fred and George a disdainful glance and said sarcastically.

"Cough, cough, I didn't expect Albert to have such expertise in food," George coughed lightly, changing the topic. Although they knew about it from last time, seeing it firsthand still surprised them.

After finishing dinner and being sent out of the kitchen by the respectful house-elves, Albert suddenly turned to the others and said, "What do you think if I give Kala some yarn balls as Christmas gifts?"

"Why do you suddenly have such an idea?" Fred frowned slightly, as there were hardly any precedents for this in the wizarding world.

"They can knit things themselves, house-elves are good at household chores, aren't they?" Albert thought for a moment before continuing, "Of course, I know that the owner cannot give clothes to house-elves, as that would mean freedom. However, it doesn't mean that house-elves cannot make other things for themselves. After all, those wouldn't be clothes given by their masters."

"While you're not wrong, I need to remind you," George warned, "Don't confuse the minds of the house-elves, or they might stop wanting to cook, and then we'll all go hungry!"

"It seems like you have some intentions regarding house-elves?" Lee Jordan suddenly said.

"Why do you say that?" Albert asked in return.

"It's just a gut feeling," Lee Jordan replied without hesitation.

"Well, there is something," Albert admitted straightforwardly, "After I graduate, I plan to see if I can bring a house-elf from Hogwarts with me and have it serve me."

All three of them stared at Albert in astonishment.

"I can pay a few Galleons, and with the house-elf's consent, I don't think Dumbledore will refuse," Albert added, "You all know that regular wizarding families can't possibly own house-elves. They are very helpful and loyal, and having them as assistants can save a lot of time."

"Your idea is truly shocking," Fred said, covering his face. "But I need to remind you that most house-elves serve only one family throughout their lives."

"Of course, there may be exceptions, right?" Albert didn't seem to mind this and changed the subject, "Tomorrow is Halloween, and next week, we'll go to Hogsmeade together. We'll see if we can find a black market trader. Hagrid said there's a shop called The Hog's Head Inn in Hogsmeade. We also need to find some time to go into the Forbidden Forest to look for the bouncing bulbs. And we'll visit the library to find information on how to handle the bouncing bulbs."

"Isn't it about raiding the private potion ingredient warehouse of the old bat?" George asked, puzzled.

"If we get the ingredients from Snape, would you dare to make potions and sell them?" Albert looked at George with a foolish expression. "If we successfully brew the potion and start selling it, Snape will soon realize it was us. If he starts suspecting us, we'd be in big trouble. I'm sure you wouldn't want to be targeted by him, right? And what if there's nothing in the private ingredient warehouse? Always leave yourself a back door."

"Not interested," all three shook their heads. If they were caught by Snape, there would be no good outcome.

"Then we're not going?" Fred asked.

"Of course, we are, but I'll handle it personally!" Albert casually explained, "I have already mastered Occlumency. Even if it's Snape, he won't easily see through my thoughts. But you guys can't do it; you haven't learned Occlumency, so you can't lie in front of Snape. So, the best approach is for you not to be involved."

The three exchanged glances, unable to comprehend Albert's idea.

Snape would undoubtedly get angry and resort to Legilimency when dealing with students on certain issues, but he wouldn't openly cast spells to search students' memories. In the past, Snape only used Legilimency for mundane things, like determining if a student was lying.

However, because it wasn't their doing, he would naturally get the answer he wanted from them, and they hadn't actually taken anything because they were only accomplices.

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