Chapter 666: Sleepless Ens

Hitchpatch College student bedroom is located underground like Slytherin. Compared to the Snakehouse dungeon known as the "Slytherin Dungeon", the residence of the little sisters is extremely comfortable.
Helga Hitchpitch was a lazy witch at the time. She not only liked various foods, but also paid special attention to her living environment. Instead, she didn't have much interest in the appearance that other ladies always paid attention to. Therefore, Helga, who was famous for her beauty when she was young, will become a round and graceful figure in the middle and old age.
Of course, those old things thousands of years ago will not be mentioned for now, if the most comfortable common room and dormitory among the four colleges of Hogwarts is the Hitchpatch basement.
The first thing that must be mentioned is, of course, the common room of Hitchpitch College. This lounge was originally a round room. Although the space is not too large, it can bring a particularly warm feeling to the students.
Although it is underground, the ground can be seen through round windows.
During the day, it is full of mild sunlight, and Professor Sprout often places flowers and plants here. The fragrance of soil and plants can make people feel like they are in the wild grassland of spring.
And at night, the grass and dandelions outside the window will turn into little fireflies, echoing the distant starry sky, even if the diligent students pick up the lights and read at night, they will feel something special.
However, it is worth mentioning that it is the dormitory where the little sisters live.
There is an arched doorway around the common room, and after passing through the doorway, you will see more circular passages. The passage here is winding and winding, if you really compare it, it's probably not as complicated as the Hogwarts moving ladder designed by Ravenclaw.
The only difference is that none of these interconnected channels will move on their own, they are all real non-magical structures.
It is because no outsider has come in the Hatchpatch basement, and most of the cymbals are low-key, so that this amazing underground building remains unknown.
To be honest, Maca also explored here many times, but he didn't dare to say that he knew these intricate underground passages. In fact, he also found some unused rooms in the depths of certain passages, but unfortunately they were basically just filled with worthless gadgets.
Today, Ens, who has been assigned to Hitchpatch College, lives in a bedroom in one of the passage branches.
"... According to the saying in the Book of Potion, the elixir is a potion that is very difficult to make. In this way, it must be impossible to do it yourself ... then, again Where to get it? "
The night outside the castle had gradually deepened, but Coens was still having trouble falling asleep. He looked at the slightly bulging pockets on the trousers on the bedside table, and the idea of ​​getting more elixir in his mind seemed to have a growing trend.
No way, once he tasted that wonderful taste, he couldn't help it.
"If it was Professor Slughorn, there would be ..." He huddled in the quilt, muttering to himself silently, and then quickly shook his head. "No, the chocolate was sent by someone else, that's fine ... but if you steal it ... "
However, this sudden idea lingered in his mind after he denied it.
"Enough! What am I thinking about--" Ens knocked his own brain, then rolled over on the bed, trying to get rid of this boring impulse, "Don't think of blessings anymore … Besides, it is also stated in the book that the elixir must not be taken frequently. By the way ... is this the recklessness and arrogance brought by the elixir? Well ... it should be right ... ... "
After a while, Ens, who forced himself to close his eyes, couldn't take it anymore, and had to sit up suddenly. After looking around, he decided to get dressed and take a seat in the common room-it would be much cooler than the bedroom without the fireplace over there, and it might calm him down a bit.
But he didn't realize that this anxiety and longing did not come from the elixir, but from his true heart.
After putting on the wizard's robe lightly, Enss walked out of the bedroom, feeling the darkness, and slowly walked into the common room along the tortuous circular passage.
There is no light here, which is quite dim, but the dots of fluorescence outside the round window still bring a little light to the room. Enz was troubled with stomach. He chose a window seat and made it, with one hand on his cheek, and the other hand subconsciously placed on the pocket of his pants.
Through the faint light of the window, he could see the outline of his face which was not very clear. Although it was difficult to recognize his expression at this moment, his tightly pursed lips had already revealed his mood.
The air in the common room is still mixed with the smell of fresh mud. Occasionally, it may make people involuntarily calm down, but if they smell a lot, it will not really help to calm their minds. It's true that the temperature here is lower than that of the bedroom, and Ens's hot head has cooled a little.
"Can't think about blessings anymore ... no, it's chocolate, it's better not to eat it for the time being." He frowned at the thin, light black hair and took a deep breath. "Hmm ... Otherwise, go to the kitchen and get something to eat. Maybe it ’s because I did n’t have enough dinner to think about it ...

He sat in the backrest chair for a few more seconds, and then found a reason so casually, forcing his thoughts elsewhere.
Hogwarts' kitchen is not far from the entrance to the Hitchpitch Common Lounge, which is where the little sisters occasionally take the initiative to turn around. Because the distance between the two is too close, even if you go hungry at night, you won't be caught by Filch watching the night.
By the way, the kitchen is a little knowledge often mentioned by veterans of Hitchpitch College when admonishing new students. At that time, Maca was once mentioned by Charlotte.
As for Ens, this little puppet trait isn't very obvious Hufflepuff freshman, but has been there once.
Not long after, when the iron hoop barrels quietly opened the entrance door hole in the deep underground corridor of the castle, a sneaky figure immediately emerged, and as soon as he turned, he took a few steps along the corridor. When he stood in front of the fruit painting, quickly and accurately scratched the pear in the painting, with a few smirks, the pear became a door handle of Huang Chengcheng.
"Squeak--"
The sound of this portrait being opened is actually greater than the laughter of Pear. Fortunately, there are several corners of this corridor located under the castle. As long as it is not too close to this, it is not likely to be heard.
Just flashing, Ens quickly drilled into the door opening exposed by the portrait, and the image closed again in a blink of an eye.
Hogwarts Castle's kitchen occupies a large area, and there are hundreds of house-elves. In the center of the kitchen, the most prominent are four long dining tables that are exactly the same size as the auditorium. When eating three meals a day, the rich and delicious food is arranged by the elves one by one, and then transferred from here.
Of course, in general, it is impossible to eat all the food for each meal. So after the principal removed all the food in the auditorium, they would return here and leave it to the domestic elves to dispose freely.
"Crack-crack-"
As Ens scrambled into the kitchen, with a slight but continuous sound of blasts passing by, a half-asleep house elf appeared in front of him one after another. That's right, although the sound just now will hardly be heard by Filch or Professor Night Watch, it is impossible to hide these especially conspicuous domestic elves.
"Snapped."
When a little elf yawned and snapped his fingers, an ignited torch was immediately lit in the original dim and dark kitchen ~ EbookFREE.me ~, which illuminated the place.
"Oh ... dear wizard, is there any place for the elves to work for you in this humble kitchen this late?"
Those who stood before Ens were the house elves who had lived in Hogwarts Castle for generations, not the liberals brought back by Maca.
Although they lived better than domestic elves in other pure blood family mansions, they did not get rid of the narrow mind of loyalty to serve wizards, and they also wore all kinds of tattered clothes-I mean, If these pillow cases and broken sheets can also be called "clothing".
"Hot food for me—" Ens pointed to the table casually. "Just pick some from the rest of the dinner on the table."
Domestic elves have a characteristic that they should never say anything that should not be said. Hogwarts students are also regarded as their masters, so even if they will clearly remember Ens's visit, they will not take the initiative to report to the professors without the inquiry of other "masters".
After the elves warmly heated Ens's food and delivered it to him respectfully, he didn't want to take the food away, but left it in the kitchen to eat.
But when he ate some, he found that he didn't seem to be so hungry. Even if the amount of food that the elf heated him was not much, he couldn't finish it all.
But his purpose was achieved-at the moment, he already felt the rush of sleep that came. Unfortunately, he just ran from the kitchen to the outside corridor, but a sound of regular footsteps suddenly dispelled the drowsiness he had hardly waited for ...
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