I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 252 The first Chinese meal in 14 years

If memory serves me right, that movie was the third in the entire series, and it was released around 2001.

Yes, it is that particularly classic monster movie - Alien Monster series, which has been out for about 21 years, which can be regarded as relatively long-lived.

The third-generation species derived from the Gabo monster is to spray flames from its buttocks, fly into the sky and glide to hunt and kill humans.The tough guy in the movie gave it a very funny name, called "Ass-blaster", the ass flower monster.

It can be said that it is similar to fried-tailed snails.

"It's quite a novel creature." Hermione frowned and looked at the snail in the box: "This smell is so familiar, it should be some kind of flammable gas, I remember I learned it in chemistry class—oh, Chemistry is a Muggle subject, sort of like Potions..."

"Maybe this is the principle of rocket propulsion." Justin, who was also a Muggle, answered.

"That's right! I just said why it's so familiar." Hermione looked at Justin suddenly: "It's only after you said that that I remembered why there was such a sense of instant sight, haha... the fried tail of this fried-tailed snail Isn’t the propulsion method very similar to a rocket?”

As she said that, Hermione looked at Louis, and asked as if discovering a new world: "Don't you feel familiar, Louis?"

"Sorry, I don't know much about the principle of rocket propulsion." Louis said very honestly, he did not know much about the working principle of that thing, "But it is always good to encounter something familiar in the magic world, maybe you Should the two of you study the snails carefully and write a paper?"

As soon as the words fell, a certain snail in the box made a strong muffled noise, and then its whole limp body flew onto Hermione's head.

The strong smell of rotten fish and rotten shrimp almost made Hermione faint. Suppressing the discomfort, she picked the snail back into the box with her wand and vomited it all over.

It's a bit of a complaint to complain.

"This thing is disgusting, Hagrid." Hermione slapped herself to clean it up: "What on earth are you going to use it to breed this strange creature? Could it be that you just want to hear him make a crackling sound? "

This sentence stopped Hagrid from asking, he opened his mouth and thought carefully, and for a long time he couldn't figure out what this fried-tailed snail could do.

"That's not okay, Hagrid." Hermione said very seriously: "I know you like magical animals very much, but to cultivate a novel species, you must first understand what it does."

"That's for the next lesson, Hermione." Hagrid argued forcefully. "You can just feed them today. You're going to try to feed them different things—I haven't fed them before. I'm not sure what they like to eat..."

"So let us help you try what it likes to eat, shall we?" How did Harry feel that Hagrid was unreliable: "In case they don't like what I feed them and get angry What should I do, I don't want to be bitten by them, God..."

As he said that, Harry took a distorted look at the pupa-tailed snails in the box.

"They're still juveniles, so they shouldn't bite." Hagrid said this with uncertainty in his tone.

"You also know it shouldn't, right?" Draco said sarcasticly from the side.

Hagrid choked enough.

"What a strange new term," muttered Seamus Finnigan. "First let's squeeze that tuber-like pustule, and now let's feed this thing..."

Hagrid didn't say a word either. Wearing his big gloves, he divided the snails into more than ten groups and asked the students to try feeding them separately.

Classmates, look at me and I look at you, no one dares to stand up and be the first bird.Out of affection for Hagrid, Harry picked up a piece of frog liver with a stick, put it in the box and handed it to a snail.

The snail showed no desire, didn't even bother to look up.

"Well, it looks like it definitely doesn't like frog liver, Harry." After Ron finished speaking, he eagerly picked up a pile of ant eggs and sent them to the snail.

It turned out that, like Harry, the snails had little interest in ant eggs.

"It's really troublesome, it's not a good habit." Ron said with a frown.

Hermione glanced at Ron and snorted, "If your eyes were clearer, you'd find that they don't have mouths at all..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bang on the side, followed by Dean Thomas' scream.

"Oh, Shet, it hurts me to death!" Thomas yelled angrily, "What the hell, why does it hurt so much..."

Hagrid walked up to him in a panic, and asked with concern, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Thomas angrily showed Hagrid the arm injured by the snail blast: "Its tail exploded, my God, this is too dangerous..."

Hagrid's Magical Beasts class was basically full of fluff, messy start and messy ending, but it was not as boring as Professor Binns's lectures, but there was always a little program that could be put together.

It's completely commonplace to get a little injury, anyway, it's not a fatality - the students agree with Hagrid, after all, the course of dealing with magical animals is bound to be injured, and those things have a higher injury rate than flying broomsticks very.

"Fortunately, these snails are very small." On the way back to the castle, Ron said with a smile.

Hermione said quickly: "They're just small now! But you know that Hagrid raises things. He always raises magical animals very big. I have no doubt that these snails will also become like ponies." The size of the foal, and even bigger, God, sometimes I wonder what Hagrid feeds his fantastic animals?"

"It's golden." Louis answered with a smile.

Hermione's guess is not groundless. In fact, the snails are really big, and can grow to more than ten feet in the end...

Of course Louis knew the potential of these dangerous creatures, but he didn't bother to meddle in his own business, so he let them grow wildly under Hagrid's cultivation, and he had to give the honest and lovely old Hagrid something to do, so as not to get sick.

Besides, the snail should not be so useless, at least in the aspect of being useless, it is still very useful.

Perhaps they could be handed over to Professor Snape to see if they had medicinal value.

Of course, the practical value is fine, he doesn't want to develop it yet.

When he returned to the office, the moment Louis opened the door, he smelled a fragrant smell, which was familiar but very strange. It seemed that the last time he smelled this kind of fragrance was more than ten years ago...

That's right, it was when he hadn't crossed over yet.

"Hey, what day is it today, Mom?" Louis handed the coat to Sakuya with ease, walked over and pulled the table, and looked at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, and couldn't help being a little dazed.

To be honest, I am used to doing as the Romans do. I have never thought about eating some Chinese food to relish the taste since I was a child. There is no hope anymore.

So much so that he never thought of hiring a Siris cook.

"Today is the day for dinner." Emma sat in the main seat, glanced at Sakuya and Christaza: "It's a family, you two should sit too."

Christaza sat beside Emma in joy, but Sakuya bowed slightly and declined: "Sakuya dare not."

It was impossible for Christasa to do it this time. She stood up slightly, but was stopped by a look from Louis.Louis reached out and grabbed Sakuya again, and brought her to his side: "Mom is right, there are no outsiders here, so you can sit if you are asked to sit."

Sakuya then sat beside Louis hesitantly.

"Try it, the seasonings are all bought from the local area." Emma smiled kindly and dug a spoonful of tofu for Louis: "Authentic Sichuan green peppercorns and two vitex, I think you have never eaten them Authentic Seris cuisine."

Louis was stunned for a while, then nodded in a daze.

"Poor baby." Emma patted Louis's head pityingly, "Eat quickly, mom will cook for you after you like it."

Louis nodded heavily, his nose a little sore.He scooped up the tofu wrapped in red oil and minced meat with a spoon, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The intense stimulation made him hang on to spit out the food, and after swallowing it, he coughed involuntarily.

This is too exciting...

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Emma gave him a reproachful look, and patted his back with her hands to try to comfort him.

"It's okay, it's okay, it has nothing to do with speed, I'm a little unaccustomed to the smell." Louis coughed for a long time before he recovered, and tears came out of his cough.

The food I ate these years was sweet, not sweet, not salty, and I was really not used to eating such a strong irritating food by chance.

"Don't like Sichuan food?" Emma raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything, "It's okay, just get used to it, I think Severus didn't like it at the beginning, so why don't you cook hot pot with me in a cauldron in the end? Hee hee ...he's a big eater, but he doesn't look very happy when he cooks hot pot in his cauldron."

"It's no wonder he's happy." Louis coughed again, and turned his attention to dishes with a milder taste.

Fortunately, there is no Jiuzhuan large intestine on the table, which makes Louis more gratified.

Unexpectedly, Catherine was very interested in Sichuan cuisine, and almost all the mapo tofu and boiled pork slices entered her and Sakuya's mouths.

In fact, this is a question of physical fitness. Some people can eat spicy food, while others cannot.Just like in his previous life, he likes spicy food very much, but his partner brother can't eat spicy food at all, even a little chili oil, so he likes to laugh at the roommate who can't eat spicy food the most during his four years in college. The retribution came so quickly...he will not be able to eat spicy food in this life.

It's so difficult, why didn't I find this problem before?Louis secretly made up his mind that he must search in the system, how to make up for this shortcoming.

If you can't eat spicy food, then it's really less fun...

After the meal, Ye Ziyan sat on a chair, wiped her mouth gracefully with a napkin, and praised: "My sister's cooking is still so delicious."

"Hmph..." Emma chuckled, then suddenly raised her voice: "What did you call me?"

"Sister... Sister..." Ye Ziyan suddenly lost her confidence. She looked at the good sister in front of her with a guilty conscience, and silently prayed in her heart not to tease me, not to tease me...

But Murphy's Law says that things tend to develop in the bad direction you think. Emma obviously saw through Ye Ziyan's thoughts, and deliberately dragged out her tone and said in a weird way: "Hmph, calling my sister, but with My son... shouldn't you call me Aunt Yu, or Mom now?"

Ye Ziyan turned her head away and stopped looking at her.

She knew that Emma didn't hold back any good words, she looked at the clouds outside the window, and decided not to take care of Emma.

"Mom." Louis said helplessly: "Are you addicted to teasing Ziyan? Really..."

"Yo yo, you're so affectionate." Emma pouted, like a girl in elementary school, poking her head out and stretching out her index finger to scratch her white jade-like face: "Shame, shame, shameless!"

Louis and Ye Ziyan looked at each other, and said in unison: "Don't be as knowledgeable as her!"

This is undoubtedly a correct choice, but the end of Louis is not very good, his ears are almost twisted off.

"Whose son are you!" Emma tugged at Da'er's ear, "You actually fought against me with others, hmph, you are worse than a piece of barbecued pork!"

"It hurts, it hurts...Mom, the ear is going to fall off!" Louis begged for mercy. It wasn't that he was in pain. The main reason was that there were so many people watching, especially Catherine was here too, so it was somewhat embarrassing.

"Hmph!" Emma let go of Louis, looked at his red ears, couldn't help feeling a little distressed, and reached out to rub him again.

"Okay, Mom, it's okay." Louis stopped Emma's movements: "I'm not a child anymore, don't keep pulling my ears, how embarrassing..."

Emma looked at him and gave him a blank look.

This kid is really getting more and more lawless.

"It's the sixth grade class at two o'clock this afternoon. Fortunately, the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom is large enough to accommodate students from four colleges and two other schools." Emma said, looking at Catherine: "Little Moon, Where did you study last semester?"

"It's a course at a normal pace, Auntie." Catherine replied honestly, "When Xiaolu is teaching us, he always focuses on actual combat training, and he rarely talks about theory..."

Emma nodded and turned to Louis: "What about you, good son, do you have any opinions?"

"How can I, how can I have an opinion?" Louis said quickly. He said this from the heart. He was too happy to have someone help him share the pain and let him be the shopkeeper...

"That's how it is, Xiao Gui Cao Sui." Emma said an idiom, "I will teach them how you taught Defense Against the Dark Arts last semester."

(End of this chapter)