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Chapter 88 - Hufflepuff Legacy? Applying for Exemption, Professor McGonagall's Fury!

After this wave of harvest, Charle finally tapped out the correct rhythm with satisfaction, stopping the Hufflepuff door from continuing to spray vinegar.

After all, after the dream of R'lyeh, Charle had learned his lesson and knew not to eat too much in one go; he needed to practice sustainable development.

If he drank up Hufflepuff House's vinegar reserves in one night, what would happen if Hufflepuff changed its defense mechanism in the future?

But drinking it in moderation like this, considering Hufflepuff House's reserves and the fact that they would continue to brew vinegar periodically, he could drink it for a good while!

Next, Charle walked into the Hufflepuff common room.

It was already late at night, and coupled with the first day back at school, even the older students were exhausted. There was no one in the common room.

Charle walked straight through the door leading to the small kitchen.

The small kitchen was still brightly lit. The house-elves seemed to be experimenting with recipes, boiling things in pots.

Rich aromas wafted out, whetting the appetite.

Seeing Charle enter, the house-elves were very happy.

"Aha, little Hufflepuff wizard, coming for a late-night snack on the first day?"

"You've truly grasped the essence of Hufflepuff House!"

"Come, for ready-made desserts we have crème brûlée, macarons, cream rolls. For the main course, we have Beef Wellington. The soup will take a little while, it'll be ready soon..."

Listening to the house-elves list the dishes, Charle grinned, then shook his head.

"No, I'm not here for these ordinary foods."

"I heard from the prefects that if you bring your own magical ingredients, you can make magical meals according to the recipes left by Hufflepuff?"

Hearing Charle's words, the house-elves were first stunned, then they all became excited.

"You have those rare ingredients?"

"If you can get the ingredients, of course we can process them!"

"But little wizard, the ingredients that Hufflepuff specifically developed into magical meal recipes are all very precious and rare."

"After all, a big motivation for Hufflepuff to practice magic diligently was to eat more delicious food."

"What ingredients do you have?"

The next moment, Charle took out bloody rod-shaped and spherical objects from his Undetectable Extension Charm pouch and tossed them to the house-elves.

These house-elves were indeed masters of culinary arts; they recognized the origin of the ingredients at a glance.

"Three-Headed Dog penis, and Three-Headed Dog testicles?"

"You can actually get this?"

"Hufflepuff did indeed specifically research Three-Headed Dog recipes back in Greece. There are records of making nourishing magical soup with Three-Headed Dog penis and testicles."

"But it's a pity. According to Hufflepuff's records, if you could boil the soup with Dragon blood and Three-Headed Dog ingredients together, the taste would be even more wonderful."

"And the magical power of the two dangerous magical creatures blending and stimulating each other would be more flavorful than using a single ingredient."

Hearing the house-elves' words, a strange look appeared in Charle's eyes.

Dragon blood?

He actually had it!

When he bled the Vampire Earl in Knockturn Alley before, he had collected several swimming pools worth of Dragon blood.

At the time, he thought he didn't lack too many points for now, so he might as well keep it as material for future potions or alchemy. He didn't expect it to be used in Hufflepuff's recipe first!

Immediately, Charle took out a large glass bottle of Dragon blood and handed it to the house-elves.

"Is this much Dragon blood enough?"

Seeing the Dragon blood, the house-elves, who had been a little regretful that they couldn't maximize the effect of the Three-Headed Dog ingredients, immediately became excited.

"Enough, enough! With so many penises and testicles, it's enough to make a large pot of nourishing soup!"

"But with so much nourishing soup, little wizard, can you drink it all?"

"They say the nourishing effect is incredibly good..."

In response, Charle smiled slightly, indicating that the elves just needed to make the soup, and he could handle however much they made.

Then, the house-elves quickly processed the various ingredients.

After throwing the main ingredients like the Three-Headed Dog parts and Dragon blood into the soup pot, they added various plants and seasonings that Charle had never heard of.

According to the house-elves, some of these were magical plants and magical seasonings, which would be quite valuable if sold outside.

However, because Hufflepuff House was best at cultivating herbs, they were very common here.

And since Charle had already provided the most important main ingredients, providing these few auxiliary ingredients was naturally no problem for them.

After all, even in the Hufflepuff small kitchen, there weren't many opportunities to recreate the high-end magical meals from Hufflepuff's recipes.

Charle watched with interest as the house-elves processed the ingredients and boiled the magical soup. Gradually, a look of surprise and uncertainty appeared on his face.

He could feel that the two different types of magical power from the Dragon blood and Three-Headed Dog ingredients were actually starting to blend under the techniques passed down by Hufflepuff himself?

Being able to harmonize the magical power of two dangerous magical creatures was definitely not easy!

Just then, Deep Blue's prompt sounded in Charle's mind again.

"Host has acquired knowledge available for deduction - Hufflepuff's Magical Cookbook (Three-Headed Dog Chapter)."

"Continue the deduction to obtain the complete Hufflepuff legacy."

"The initial deduction requires 200,000 deduction points. Proceed with deduction?"

Charle was stunned when he heard this prompt.

He never expected that the legacy of the four founders he had heard about from Hogwarts' defensive magic would be found so quickly?

Hufflepuff's legacy, it turned out, had long been left in the House, hidden within the magical recipes she left behind!

From the fact that this magical recipe could easily allow house-elves to blend the magic of Dragons and Three-Headed Dogs, it seemed that Hufflepuff's true legacy was related to blending multiple types of magic and stimulating them to a higher level.

Thinking of this, Charle also thought of Hufflepuff's admission philosophy.

The other three Houses had distinct requirements for students, but Hufflepuff House accepted anyone.

Regardless of a young wizard's traits, if they didn't fit the characteristics of the other three Houses, Hufflepuff would take them in.

This feeling revealed was perfectly consistent with Hufflepuff's legacy.

The House founded by Hufflepuff adhered to a philosophy identical to Hufflepuff's magic: it could accommodate students of any personality or magical ability, and allow them to stimulate each other, promote each other, and reach a more perfect level.

Charle's eyes showed shock.

Seeing a small part to know the whole, Hufflepuff's own magical attainment was probably extraordinarily high.

It was possible that Dumbledore might not even be able to match Hufflepuff herself.

It was no wonder Dumbledore's title wasn't the strongest wizard in history, but limited to this century. It seemed that before this, there had indeed been wizards widely acknowledged to be stronger than Dumbledore in history.

At least the four founders were at least at Dumbledore's level, and might even have gone further.

This raised another question for Charle.

If so, why did the four founders establish Hogwarts as a wizarding sanctuary and place of legacy?

In the history of magic, it was said to escape the pursuit of Muggles.

But Muggles at that time didn't even have thermal weapons, so how could they pursue a group of wizards protected by the four founders?

Even the four founders left their legacies here, as if they were prepared to die?

Layers of doubt spread in Charle's heart.

Just as he was deep in thought, a rich, fragrant aroma that went straight to his head wafted over, interrupting Charle's thoughts.

In the house-elves' magical cauldron, a large pot of soup was finished simmering. The aroma Charle smelled was coming from it!

Charle took a deep breath.

Those ancient doubts could wait for a bit, he'd drink the soup first!

The house-elves served Charle a bowl, and Charle drank the steaming soup in one gulp.

The next moment, Deep Blue's prompt sounded.

"Deduction points +2000."

Charle's eyes lit up.

One bowl of soup added two thousand points. This pot could hold at least thirty bowls, which was over sixty thousand points!

This was only a part of the ingredients from the Three-Headed Dog and Dragon. After being blended according to Hufflepuff's magical recipe, it actually produced such a change?

Thinking of this, Charle felt a little regretful.

If he had known, he would have endured using those materials before and saved them to be processed in Hufflepuff's small kitchen. Perhaps the gains could have been greatly increased!

However, thinking that there would be plenty of opportunities to get various materials at Hogwarts later, the regret in Charle's heart dissipated, and he continued to drink the soup bowl after bowl without lifting his head.

At this moment, the door to the small kitchen was pushed open again.

Cedric Diggory walked in wearing pajamas. It seemed he had triggered the Hufflepuff wizard's instinct to seek food in the small kitchen while half-asleep.

And after smelling the aroma of the Three-Headed Dog soup, Cedric instantly sobered up, his eyes fixed on the soup pot in front of Charle, and he swallowed with a gulp.

"Charle, what kind of soup are you drinking?"

Charle glanced at Cedric.

Although a bowl of soup was worth two thousand deduction points, Charle wasn't short of that much, so sharing a bowl wasn't out of the question.

Cedric was a relatively steady person with good character, not a boisterous little kid, and Charle found him quite agreeable.

Moreover, because Cedric had mentioned the defense mechanism of the Hufflepuff common room, Charle had just drunk the magical vinegar and earned over a million points, so giving him a bowl of soup was fine.

However, a half-smile appeared on Charle's lips.

"Cedric, do you have a girlfriend?"

"This soup is very nourishing, don't drink too much."

Cedric's face turned red.

"Of course I have a girlfriend. But you, Charle, you just started school, you can't possibly be dating a young witch, right?"

"If a little wizard like you can drink so much, why can't I?"

Immediately, Cedric thanked Charle, carefully took the soup bowl, and took a sip.

In an instant, as the delicious aroma hit his head, Cedric couldn't care about anything else and began to gulp it down.

After finishing the bowl of soup, Cedric's face suddenly turned bright red, feeling a fire burning in his lower abdomen.

His expression became extremely colorful, and he couldn't help but blurt out a curse.

"Holy crap, this soup is too potent! What did you put in it?"

Then, Cedric looked at Charle's normal expression, his eyes filled with admiration.

"After drinking so much, Charle, you can still handle this?"

"Awesome!"

"But are you sure you're really okay? Can you sleep when you go back?"

"Don't tell me you're going to get a morning erection in class tomorrow."

Charle smiled slightly.

"You're too weak, you can't handle the nourishment. You should hurry back and find a way to deal with it."

"As for my class problem, I never planned to attend every class anyway."

Cedric was stunned at first, then gave a thumbs up.

"Planning to skip class on the first day? Impressive!"

Charle showed a brilliant smile.

"Skip class?"

"Is it possible that I don't need to skip class, and can openly not attend?"

This time, Cedric was completely stunned and humbly asked.

"I'm already a prefect, how come I didn't know there was such a move?"

Charle said leisurely.

"Just tell the professor directly that the content in the large classes and textbooks is too basic and not suitable for me, and apply to not attend classes. Wouldn't that work?"

Cedric stood there dumbfounded for a long time.

"???"

"But your first class tomorrow is Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class..."

Before he finished speaking, Charle's smile became even brighter.

"Isn't that perfect?"

"Transfiguration is what I'm best at, there's no need to attend class anymore."

Immediately, Charle drained the remaining soup in the pot and turned to leave the small kitchen.

Cedric looked at Charle's back and gasped, taking a deep breath.

"That cool?"

Then, Cedric's expression couldn't help but become excited.

Hufflepuff House had always been criticized by the other houses as a gathering place for mediocrities.

Cedric had also relied on his talent and unremitting efforts to gradually gain recognition and be considered one of the best students at Hogwarts.

He had always wanted to wash away the impression Hufflepuff House left on others, proving that the little badgers were just down-to-earth and disliked conflict, but it absolutely didn't mean they were mediocre.

If Charle could really accomplish what he said tomorrow, it would definitely be a scene never before seen in Hogwarts' hundred-year history!

By then, who would dare say Hufflepuff House was mediocre?

Even Ravenclaw, known for being extremely intelligent, who among them could directly get Professor McGonagall to exempt them from class?

Although such a move seemed impossible to others, inexplicably, Cedric felt an unparalleled confidence in Charle.

It was as if such a thing was just a simple matter.

Cedric smiled.

"It seems this time, our Hufflepuff is really going to have a monstrous genius."

...

The next morning.

The first-year new students who woke up from their sleep were bumping around the castle like headless flies.

Most of the new students had long forgotten the rules of the stairs that the prefects had told them about yesterday, and could only keep asking older students for directions.

But at this moment, a figure attracted everyone's attention.

Even the older students who were already familiar with the castle's paths stared dumbfounded at this figure.

Because compared to them who still had to find their way, this little wizard didn't even need to move, and the stairs in the castle were like escalators, directly sending him all the way up!

In an instant, everyone was dumbfounded.

"No, what's going on?"

"There are elevators in the castle?"

"Why does he get to ride it, but we don't?"

In Slytherin House, Draco Malfoy, who had always been proud of his father's position as a school governor, was also stunned.

This was the flashy entrance he wanted.

He couldn't help but exclaim.

"What's happening?"

"My father is a school governor, why can't I ride a staircase like that?"

But the staircases of Hogwarts didn't pay him any mind at all.

What kind of joke was this?

School governor?

There had been thousands of school governors in Hogwarts' history, but a little monster like Charle who even gnawed on the stairs was the first.

They couldn't afford to offend him!

At this moment, Charle had arrived at the Transfiguration classroom door.

Some Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students had also arrived here. Many girls were looking at a tabby cat on the podium with curious eyes.

That was naturally Professor McGonagall. She usually used her Animagus form to give the young wizards their first lesson, to spark their curiosity and awe for Transfiguration.

Charle stepped towards Professor McGonagall.

What he said to Cedric was naturally not bragging.

With his level, let alone the first-year teaching at Hogwarts, even the seventh-year teaching was useless to him.

Attending classes with these young wizards was just another form of playing house, a waste of time.

As for essays and homework?

Even more of a joke. With the time spent on homework, eating a couple more bites was better than anything.

Surely no one actually liked doing homework and preparing for exams with little kids, right?

Adults naturally had more efficient ways to plan their time.

After arriving in front of Professor McGonagall, Charle said frankly.

"Professor McGonagall."

"I believe my level doesn't require me to waste time in large classes, so I request to not attend Transfiguration large classes in the future, nor submit homework or essays."

"Of course, I will still attend the final assessment. If I don't get full marks, you can revoke this privilege."

Hearing Charle's words, Professor McGonagall transformed back into her wizard form amidst the young wizards' exclamations.

She looked at Charle with a serious expression, her eyes narrowed, seemingly contemplating.

"Given the Transfiguration proficiency you've shown before, you indeed don't need to participate in the first-year courses."

"How about this, I'll arrange for you to join the third-year classes. How does that sound?"

Charle shook his head.

"No, Professor, what I mean is, not just exempting me from the first-year Transfiguration large classes, but exempting me from all Transfiguration courses during these seven years at Hogwarts."

"So, please also exempt me from joining other classes. I really don't have the time."

Professor McGonagall's expression was no longer serious, but almost stern.

"Charle Evans, do you understand what you're saying?"

"You think your Transfiguration has reached a level where Hogwarts can't teach you anymore?"

The next moment, Charle drew his wand and said seriously.

"I never do things that waste time. Attending large classes is wasting my time, and I have no intention of arguing with you, Professor..."

"If you have any doubts, Professor, why don't we see the truth in Transfiguration?"

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, her expression extremely angry, and slowly drew her wand.

"Charle Evans, in my many years of teaching at Hogwarts, I swear you are the most arrogant student I have ever seen."

"Then let me see, how far has your Transfiguration reached?"

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