Chapter 310 Two Small Changes
As a great man once said, "Your greatest mistake is to make some young people overeat."
As for the authenticity of this quote, in this era where hybrid rice technology has not yet been fully popularized, it is temporarily unavailable.
But to describe Elena and the present professors at this moment, it is undoubtedly the most appropriate.
Yes, the professors...
As the entire Hogwarts kitchen came to a halt, the lunch supply in the hall was interrupted.
Due to Dumbledore's temporary absence, Professor McGonagall, the deputy headmistress, came to the kitchen assuming she wanted to inquire and see what had happened.
With the absence of Professor McGonagall, the deans from the other three houses, including Professor Snape, naturally came to the kitchen one after another.
"It's ridiculous! I never thought something like this could happen!"
After a long silence, Professor Sprout, who had always been kind and cordial, trembled and tried to control her emotions. She gritted her teeth and spoke with a voice full of repressed fury.
The vegetable garden of Hogwarts is not a unique spiritual land. All the plants still follow the most basic growth process: rooting, sprouting, branching, flowering, and fruiting, before they can finally make their way to the Hogwarts kitchen as vegetables and food.
If the only difference from the non-magical world is that Professor Sprout, in charge of the garden, occasionally uses a bit of magic and fertilizer to accelerate the progress of this process and ensure that the little wizards can eat fresh ingredients weekly.
"Pomona, calm down. At least now we are aware of all this."
Professor Flitwick tiptoed over and lightly tapped Professor Sprout on the shoulder, looking at the mountain of wasted students' food. He, too, had a quite distraught expression and took a deep breath.
"But it's incredible. It's something that happens to us every day, but is ignored by each of us."
"Maybe we should reflect and go back to the standard of the previous week..."
Severus Snape frowned and murmured slowly, "I remember at that time, the food on each table seemed to have been completely consumed without any waste."
"And then? We will return to normal at some point. At that time, I think the counter-attack can be stronger. By the way, I believe the core of the current problem is not the exquisiteness of the food, but its appearance. About our educational perspective."
Professor McGonagall had a serious expression on her face, slowly shaking her head and turning to look at Albus Dumbledore, who was standing by the door with Mr. Otto, as since the brief introduction of the whole affair, the old man had not expressed his opinion again.
"In summary, Professor Dumbledore, do you have any good suggestions?"
"Cough, in this matter, I think maybe I can refer to Miss Caslana's thoughts."
Dumbledore pursed his lips and blinked skillfully, without hesitation, attracting everyone's attention to the young girl who was in the center of the kitchen, smiling.
"After all, Elena will be the head cook of Hogwarts in the future, and will be responsible for the arrangement of the subsequent food."
"Head cook? This is not funny, she's just a first-year student."
Mileva McGonagall frowned, tightly pressed her lips, and fixed her eagle-sharp gaze on Dumbledore's face, as if she wanted to see if he was joking.
"Actually, I don't have much opinion on it at this moment."
At that moment, Professor Sprout at the side suddenly spoke.
"Mileva, you've also tried today's breakfast. I don't think there's anything wrong with Miss Caslana being the head cook of Hogwarts, as long as it doesn't affect her studies, I think it's a rather good decision."
For Professor Sprout, it is difficult to find a talented little wizard in Hufflepuff House. She is unwilling to have the quality of the food that finally improved regress to the initial point.
"I also think the same; today's breakfast was really good."
Professor Flitwick touched his mustache and nodded in agreement.
"Perhaps we should first hear what this young lady thinks, whether being a chef or not, seems like it's not the issue we need to discuss now."
Snape narrowed his eyes and looked at Elena, who was in the center of the kitchen.
I don't know why. Whenever he sees this young witch, Snape feels a very strange sensation, full of danger and a bit of closeness, especially after having been her assistant.
"It's very simple. In fact, I think the main problem lies mainly in two aspects: not understanding the value of food and lacking respect for the chef's work."
Elena looked at the professors around the kitchen and spoke calmly.
Standing in the Hogwarts kitchen, she is like Madam Pomfrey in the infirmary, with a special blessing effect.
"The first point is very easy to solve. Of course, I didn't know how to value the food that I didn't get through my own work and effort. So I suggest that maybe everyone can be allowed to go to the Hogwarts garden and grow them up close to learn about this in their free time every day, exactly, if I remember correctly, does our school have an expansion plan for the garden?"
Undoubtedly, the magical world has a unique advantage in agriculture. Even Hagrid, who dropped out of school, knows how to use magic to quickly mature the pumpkins he grows in his field, let alone the little wizards who have completed a full magical education.
According to Elena's anticipated plan, the international rescue and refugee reception activities, which were full of the splendor of humanism three months later, required more food reserves than just three acres of land can provide today.
Faced with a collapsed giant bear, the human and land resources she needs to prepare will never be enough.
"No problem at this point. In fact, I wanted the children to experience the fun of planting at an early age."
Professor Sprout didn't hesitate, nodded, and readily agreed.
"Each grade has three herbology classes every week. I think it's very meaningful to take a class for participating in the maintenance and care of the garden."
"Too little, apart from the weekend, I suggest."
Professor McGonagall looked at the piles of food scraps. A terrifying cold glint shone in her spectacles. After thinking it over, she added,
"According to the four houses, it is divided into two mornings and afternoons during the weekend, which are considered practical operations classes. What do you think?"
"The sixth and seventh grade courses are relatively few, and there is usually a lot of free time in school, and the body and magic are relatively strong. I think the older students can set a good example for the younger wizards." Professor Flitwick adjusted his glasses and whispered.
Faced with this grave issue that had never received attention before, almost all the teachers formed a united front.
In addition to the aforementioned example of "military training," a practical set of "Hogwarts Rural Practice Lessons" in three words was developed, the basic schedule was completed, and the atmosphere gradually became relaxed and joyful.
"And then? This is just the first point, respecting the chef... would the students greet the house-elves?"
Severus Snape crossed his arms, frowned, and mocked slightly with sarcasm.
"If you think that way, I suggest you discard this idea as soon as possible, the wizard is impossible-"
"Of course not. In fact, the logic is the same as before. It's also good for everyone to participate and experience this process."
Elena waved her hand, looked at Snape, with an innocent and sweet smile, and said sweetly.
"So, to respect the chef's labor achievements, you still need Professor Snape..."
"I refuse! Don't even think about it!"
Snape looked tough and said firmly.
As expected, he remained as proud and indifferent as ever...
Elena, who had been disappointed, did not feel dejected and looked at the teachers around her. The corner of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing a cute smile like that of a little devil- it's a pity, the time is just and harmonious.
After receiving Elena's request for help, Grindelwald, who had been leaning on the door frame, cleared his throat and spoke first.
"Cough, Professor Snape, or should I say..."
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