The kitchen is not hard to find, just below the Great Hall of Hogwarts and accessible by taking the stairs leading to the Hufflepuff common room.

Ian soon came to the stone basement corridor and found the legendary painting of the hidden door - a painting of a bowl filled with fruit.

But before he could scratch the pear, the door opened from the inside, and a student wearing a Hufflepuff ginger uniform walked out.

This unexpected encounter left both of them stunned.

However, Ian quickly realized that when he saw the student in front of him, he already knew the other person's identity. It was entirely because the other person's face was so recognizable. The Light of Hufflepuff and the Five Good Students ——Cedric.

"Good morning. This is the hidden kitchen door. Looks like I'm lucky to have found the right place. Ian Titus."

Ian said as he stretched out his right hand.

He felt it was necessary to get to know this good-looking and popular man in the original work.

"Hi, I'm Cedric Diggory. Mr. Titus, I know you. Many Hufflepuff girls are discussing you. You have been privately judged by them to be the most handsome person in Hogwarts in the past century. Boys.”

After the sunny boy Cedric finished speaking, he extended his right hand to shake with Ian as a sign of friendship.

"I always thought that only Hufflepuffs would care about the kitchen. I didn't expect Ravenclaw to do the same. You have come to the right place. This is the hidden kitchen. Many students have not known where the kitchen is for seven years."

After a slight pause, Cedric added: "Do you need me to accompany you in? As a Hufflepuff, no one is more familiar with the kitchen than us."

"Thank you for your enthusiasm, but I want to go shopping alone. Only by exploring the mysterious castle alone can I have a full sense of accomplishment, right?"

Ian politely declined Cedric's proposal. It wasn't a dangerous place that required companionship, and the purpose of his coming here was not to ask for a sumptuous lunch.

When Ian came to the kitchen, he was still deeply shocked. It was a spacious room like the auditorium above, with a ceiling hundreds of meters high, making it difficult to connect it with the basement.

There is a huge stone fireplace, all kinds of kitchen utensils neatly organized, and many gleaming copper pots and basins. Countless house elves are currently working diligently to prepare lunch for the students.

When the house elves saw Ian's arrival, there was no outrageous and exaggerated chaos or fights with chickens and eggs. At this moment, the house elves only focused on their respective jobs.

Also, if every visiting student caused some commotion, then the students at Hogwarts would probably not be able to eat a few dishes all year round.

"Bang", just as Ian was observing the kitchen, a house elf about two feet tall appeared in front of him.

Wearing their exclusive 'uniform', a tea towel with the Hogwarts chapter printed on it, is wrapped around the body like a cloak.

The most eye-catching thing was the huge eyes that took up one-third of the face, looking at Ian with a fawning expression.

"Dear little wizard, what can Shasha do for you?"

Looking at the indescribable humility and sincerity in this house elf's tone, Ian actually sympathized with these intelligent creatures.

But he doesn't intend to change anything. Everything happens inevitably, so he doesn't plan to be a so-called saint.

"I need a lot of ingredients that last a long time and I can pay galleons for them."

"Oh, no, no, Sasha can't charge the little wizard's money. Sasha can provide the little wizard with ingredients."

"...But if there are too many, the principal's signature will be required. No one can change this. Bad Sasha, bad Sasha! You can't meet the little wizard's requirements."

Seeing that this house elf was about to start its unique self-mutilation mode, Ian had to stop it immediately. After all, no one with mental problems would like to watch this kind of scene.

"You can ask the principal now and tell him about Ian Titusti's needs. Don't be afraid, I won't leave, I will be here waiting for you to come back."

"Okay, Shasha will go now." The elves who can apparate at Hogwarts are extremely efficient.

In about a few minutes, there was a bang, and the disappeared house elf returned to Ian.

"Sasha has received permission from the great principal to meet all the needs of Mr. Ian Titus and provide you with food that can be stored in large quantities for a long time."

The house elf named Sasha snapped her fingers as she spoke, and bags of potatoes, corn, onions, wheat flour, carrots, eggs, and other types of food instantly appeared around her.

Ian did not show greed for the dazzling mountains of food in front of him. After all, it was only a month and he would return to Hogwarts in the next 30 days.

So he just took some of each according to the food consumption for two people for a month, and also brought the corresponding salt, pepper and other seasonings.

After putting everything into the infinitely extendable backpack, Ian left the kitchen neatly.

“Now everything is really ready, all we need is the east wind.”

Looking at the dazzling array of food, various magic potions, and the broomstick he bought early in his backpack, Ian checked and filled in the gaps while silently looking at the countdown hourglass in his mind.

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