days at Hogwarts

Chapter 134 Roast Meat
"It's so convenient for wizards to be able to fish anytime, anywhere..." Wendell was talking to Hermione, and kept looking sideways, looking at the fishing rods in their hands.

Hermione felt a little funny, and handed the fishing rod to Wendell, "Do you want to try it?"

Wendell made a gesture of hesitation, waved his hand and refused: "No, I'm not interested in fishing, I just came to see you."

He repeated over and over, trying to convince Hermione, "I've only heard people talk about fishing, but I'm not very interested."

"They invited me to go fishing in the Thames, but I said no."

"I can't fish, I'm not very interested in fishing."

Hermione shoved the fishing rod directly into Wendell's hand, "Come on, try it, I want to go back to the camp and help my mother barbecue."

She stood up and gave Wendell her seat.

"This, isn't it good?" Wendell tried hard to suppress the smile on his face, so as not to damage his stable image in his daughter's mind.

"But if you say so, I can help you watch for a while, and I'll give it back to you when you want to fish." With the fishing rod in his hand, he sat down in a dignified manner, staring at the hook as it fell. s position.

"Loren, take care of my dad." Hermione waved her hand and bounced away.

Wendell didn't look back, his eyes were fixed on the hook, and he was still chatting politely with Loren, "Hermione talks so strangely, why are you taking care of me?"

Loren suppressed a smile and said, "Yeah, I'm not safe as a child by the lake, and I need an adult to take care of me."

"Yeah." Wendell nodded, agreeing with this statement.

Seeing his buoy move, Loren hurriedly greeted him, "Pick up the rod, the fish is hooked!"

Wendell frantically raised the rod, but was still a step too slow, the hook was empty, the bait was gone, but the fish had already run away.

A look of remorse flashed in his eyes, he was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I'm just here to experience, I don't care about the harvest."

Loren heard that his voice had changed, and responded with a cough: "That's right, fishing requires this kind of mentality. You are indifferent and don't care about gains and losses. It's nice of you to have this mentality."

Wendell nodded silently.

In the following time, Loren taught Wendell how to take the bait, throw the hook, judge whether the fish was hooked, and how to wrestle with the fish.

"...Just lift it up slowly."

After Loren taught the process of fishing in this environment, he got up and threw the things directly into the lake.

Facing Wendell's puzzled gaze, Loren explained: "They will turn back to stone in time. Mr. Granger, I haven't gained anything all morning, and I want to go back to barbecue, so I'll leave it to you to take care of here."

Wendell was very uncomfortable fishing with him. Considering that this was Hermione's old father, Loren felt that he should take care of his first fishing experience-let him fish comfortably alone.

Before Wendell could react, Loren also bounced back.

Looking at Loren's leaving figure, Wendell shook his head, "Kids are kids, you have to be patient when fishing."

He took the bait calmly and swung the rod, as if he already had the posture of a fisherman.

When Loren returned, Hermione poked her head to see that Monica was busy, and she was adding charcoal to the charcoal box of the barbecue grill.

It will take a while for the fresh meat to be marinated aside.

The charcoal is provided by the hotel, and the barbecue grill is simply spliced ​​with iron plates and iron frames.You can’t use firewood for barbecue, the smoke is too much and smells bad, it’s not easy to handle, and it’s not tasty when grilled.

Loren also leaned over, not understanding what's so interesting about it, but seeing Hermione looking at it seriously, he also looked at these black coals seriously.

The two children stood side by side with their heads outstretched.

Monica found it funny when she saw it, and waved them away, "Tell Wendell to visit you two, but when you came back, he was sitting there."

Hermione turned her head and asked, "Aren't you fishing anymore?"

Loren thought for a moment, "I'm next to him, and he's a little reserved."

Hermione understood right away, Wendell wanted to fish but pretended not to care, cared about the catch but couldn't show it.

By the time Monica has set up the grill and lit the charcoal fire, the meat is almost ready to marinate.

Wendell trotted all the way back, a palm-sized fish was carefully protected in his arms, and he didn't care that his clothes got wet at all.

Monica said, "You're back just in time for our barbecue."

Wendell said in a loud voice: "How do you know that the first time I fished, I caught a big fish with thick arms."

Monica: "..."

Loren and Hermione next to each other covered their mouths and walked a little further away, so as not to be heard by them laughing out loud.

Monica didn't care about him as if she didn't hear him.She put the marinated meat on the iron rack and turned it skillfully.

After a while, the aroma of fat and meat permeated the air.

Loren's roasted meat is also very fragrant. He prefers to roast it with a browned texture. On the outside corners, the fat and protein are burned to form some hard shells, which are very delicious to chew.

Loren poked a piece of beef with a fork and fed it to Hermione. Hermione carefully took it with her mouth and ate it with smiling eyes.

A sense of contentment and satisfaction rose in Loren's heart, and he said, "How is it? I did well in the exam, right?"

Hermione nodded vigorously, "The burnt places are delicious to chew, and the inside is tender and delicious."

Loren is even more satisfied, this kind of diners are the most favorite of chefs.

After Hermione tasted a piece, she flipped it like Loren did, and successfully burned the meat.

She threw away her piece of meat calmly, and waited for her mother and Loren to feed it with peace of mind.

Wendell is obsessed with grilling the big fish he caught for the first time. It claims to be as thick as an arm, but it is actually only the size of a palm, and it needs to be handled very carefully.

Obviously, Wendell did not lack such care, he had to handle this fish even if he did not eat barbecue.

Hermione's tongue and stomach had a blissful time, the roast was delicious and the fish was awful.

After this meal, they rested for a while.At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the group packed up their things and drove to Queen Elizabeth I's hunting lodge.

This is the place that I agreed to visit before. Although the name is called a hunting lodge, it is still a very large place to be used by the queen.

For tourism development, it has been expanded and many modern facilities have been added. It is more appropriate to call it a palace.

The hunting lodge is hidden in the lush forest, surrounded by dense trees, and after turning a few turns along the road, it enters a parking lot.

This parking lot is also a group property of the peripheral reception hotel. When they get off the bus, a waiter will help them carry their luggage and lead them into a suite with a classic British style.

The overall tone of the room is dark, the walls are made of rough stone, and the walls are covered with heavy fabrics. The tables, chairs and beds in the room are all solid wood, there are classical vases on the table, and the fireplace is black charcoal.

Wendell and Monica sat slumped on the chairs and didn't want to move. It was very strange. They were obviously not very tired after spending a day in the wild, but they didn't want to move as soon as they sat down.

Hermione was curious about all the things in the room and looked around.

"Is this built hundreds of years ago?" She asked, touching the stone wall.

Loren pointed up, "You can know the answer by looking at the electric lights above. In the era of Elizabeth I, Edison should not have been born yet."

Hermione was not disappointed either, she looked around.

Loren said: "You have to look at ancient things. There are some in Hogwarts Castle. They are thousands of years old, longer than Elizabeth I."

Hermione retorted: "That's different, Elizabeth I was a different queen."

This was agreed by Monica, "As the last queen of the Tudor dynasty, during her tenure, the economy and culture of the dynasty flourished. Many writers such as Shakespeare and Bacon were born in that era."

Monica graduated from medical school in spite of female discrimination in the special era, and she has a feminist trend of thought in her bones.

This kind of thinking had more or less affected Hermione, and both of them had a special sense of respect for Elizabeth I.

Wendell inserted the topic: "There is an exhibition hall here, which contains things from Elizabeth I. We can visit it later."

He sat up at once, "Let's go now, we just go to the restaurant for dinner when we come back."

Hermione and Monica glanced at each other, both agreed to the suggestion, and then took Loren who was at a loss to visit the exhibition hall.

With bright lights, glass covers, and occasional security personnel, the layout of the exhibition hall is more modern.Bows and arrows, sabers, shields with royal symbols, most of these things are in the glass cover.

Loren always felt that there was still a need to put a question mark on whether the things here were really real.

But Monica and Hermione were very interested. They held hands and stopped to watch one by one, reading the introductory text next to the glass cover with gusto.

Wendell and Loren were not that interested. They went directly to the glass cover in the middle of the exhibition hall, where a set of Elizabeth's hunting clothes was displayed.

The text next to it records the deeds of Elizabeth's life:

Elizabeth received a good court education in her early years, but was suppressed during the reign of her half-sister Mary I.

After Mary I's death, Elizabeth succeeded to the throne.After assuming the throne, relying on the support of the new aristocracy and the bourgeoisie, he strengthened the autocratic rule and restored the Protestant Act.Externally, it concentrated its efforts to combat Spain's maritime hegemony, vigorously developed maritime trade and colonial undertakings, and established the "East India Company."Elizabeth's reign is known as the "Golden Age" in British history.

But Loren is more interested in the latter part, about the content of this hunting ground:

Elizabeth I did not hunt many times during her reign, but her sister Mary I was keen on hunting, using living people as prey for bloody hunting.

During his reign, he organized such hunts many times, and the prey included Protestants, condemned prisoners, and even innocent farmers.

Loren reached into his pocket, pinched the small mirror over there, and murmured, "Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, who is the real you?"

"Mary I was called 'Bloody Mary' for nothing, right? "Hermione didn't know when she appeared next to Loren, and said while looking at the text.

Loren was noncommittal, he didn't care about religious struggles and the Tudor dynasty, and had no opinion on Mary I's behavior.

"The oppression and tragic experience in childhood will accompany a person's life. Her experience has created a distorted character, but she has become a queen..." Loren said.

Hermione turned to look at him, "None of these can justify her bloodlust."

……

Until the next day, when they were driving back, Loren was still wondering if Bloody Mary was a wizard.

Where did the mirror in his pocket come from, if it's just folklore.

If Bloody Mary is a real witch, which one is the real Bloody Mary, the countess who bathed in blood to maintain her youth, or the bloodthirsty queen?
Hermione was as happy as when she came.

She was sitting in the back row leaning against the window, her eyes were shining brightly looking at the scenery outside the window, and she was humming an intermittent melody.

"Hermione, did you enjoy this camping?" Wendell obviously knew the answer, but he just wanted to ask.

Hermione replied cooperatively, "Happy!"

Wendell showed a satisfied smile, feeling as happy as drinking ice water in summer. For him, his wife and daughter were everything.

He turned the steering wheel occasionally and said, "I haven't prepared enough for camping this time. I've been to the forest twice. How about we change places next time?"

Wendell quietly glanced at his wife sitting beside him, "What do you think?"

"Okay." Hermione agreed, humming. For her, this was a perfect trip.

The bonfire raised at night, the shyness sleeping in a tent, the burning aroma of the barbecue, the relatives and best friends by my side, all the pictures and happy feelings are engraved in the memory.

She thought that some changes should be made in the practice of the Patronus Charm.

"Monica, what do you think?" Wendell glanced at Monica again, this one is the key point.

Monica didn't even look at Wendell, and said, "Where do you want to go next time?"

Wendell pretended to be casual and suggested: "The next time we are on a yacht, let's go camping on the water?"

Loren saw Wendell's little fingers holding the steering wheel trembling slightly. It was obvious that this Mr. Granger was not so indifferent, and he was very concerned about camping on the water.

Hermione made a teasing voice, "Huh~"

A smile curled up on the corner of Monica's mouth, "Then do you want to prepare a fishing rod?"

"Ahem!" Wendell pretended to cough twice, "Fishing is a good project for water camping, and we can rent fishing rods then."

Hermione couldn't help it anymore and laughed.

Laughed together with the other three people in the car.

Loren felt the happy and beautiful smell in the car, and put aside all the complicated thoughts.

Who the hell is Bloody Mary?

He just needs to live his own life well, treat Grandpa Bates's werewolf disease, achieve Voldemort's smooth graduation from Hogwarts, earn a lot of money and enjoy life.

The warm sunshine drenches the breeze on the road, and the bright tender green reaches from the wilderness to the heart. Loren is full of expectations for the days to come.

(End of this chapter)