Drink Black Tea Calmly at Hogwarts

Vol 2 Chapter 588: Christmas gifts

?In this world, hot pots are roughly divided into three types. The first type is a rim stove that is ready to eat. The second type is to put all the ingredients in a pot and cook them together. The carbon fire plays a role of heat preservation, similar to a large pot. Vegetables, the third type is somewhere in between. The meat is cooked in a pot first, and then the vegetables are cooked after the meat is eaten. Naturally, diners will not stick to the rules of the three ways of eating. Free combination and freewheeling are the essence of hot pot.

Yesterday, Harry, who had only eaten a bowl of oatmeal and a few slices of bread, didn't sleep well all night. Because Zhang was messing up in the dungeon yesterday afternoon, they could not eat until dinner time. As the saying goes, half-and-half children eat poor laozi. They are right now when they can eat it. Simple dinner can hardly satisfy their appetite, so they woke up early this morning.

Fortunately, the house elves brought breakfast, a cup of milk and two slices of bread. A simple breakfast was enough to give them the strength to pick up a feather pen and start today's school rules copying work.

The good times didn't last long, and when Dobby appeared again in the dungeon corridor with big bags and small bags, the desperate shouts of Harry and Ron echoed in the dungeon.

I saw Dobby prepared a small stove first, and put a wok on it after lighting the stove.

Then Dobby poured some sesame oil into the hot pot, and when the oil heated up, pour the processed lamb and sliced ​​ginger into the pot and stir continuously. Soon after, the dungeon was filled with the slightly charred scent of lamb.

"Enough! Stop it! Dobby!!"

Hermione stood behind the dungeon, clutching the iron door of the dungeon and shouting.

Only in the candlelight in the corridor, she could see Dobby plug her ears with a big earplug.

Next door, Ginny muttered "There is still one day" while not thinking about the smell in the air, struggling across the paper with the quill pen in her hand.

At this point Dobby had put the fried lamb aside, and then put a casserole on the stove. Then put the mutton pieces, mushroom slices such as big mushroom, sunny mushroom, timid mushroom, and several seasonings into the casserole, pour the rice wine, and drown the mutton with water. Finally, boil the water over a high fire, skim off the foam, and then turn the heat to a low simmer.

After doing this, Dobby left with the rest, leaving only a pot of lamb and mushroom steaming on the stove in the cold dungeon, and the aroma that permeated the dungeon.

Killing with a soft knife is much more painful and painful than a knife. In the cold cell, the four hungry and cold looking at the steaming casserole in the corridor outside the iron gate, the murderous heart is all there.

However, Dobby appeared again at this time, and he brought a chair and a guitar this time.

Dobby sits on the chair, his slender fingers tracing the strings, and he sings to the music:

Iron doors, iron windows, iron chains

Holding the iron gate and looking out

What a wonderful life outside

What day to eat hot delicacies

What day can I eat hot delicacies

At the same time, there are many people who are as suffering as Harry and others, and the leader of the British MI7 is one of them.

In the recent period, the work of MI7 has suffered a lot of setbacks.

At the end of the summer, Shaw gritted his teeth and made big money, and sent the most beautiful one among the agents in an attempt to lure someone from Hogwarts into his camp. As a result, not only did the other party not take the bait, but the agent he sent recently submitted his resignation, intending to go to New Zealand to raise sheep for retirement.

In the fall, the undercover he sent among the Death Eaters was half arrested by friendly forces. The reason was that these guys thought that the wizards over there didn't know how to use computers, so they quietly set up a chat group on the Internet to communicate with each other. As a result, they didn't expect that the big boss behind the chat software they used was someone in Hogwarts, and they all got their water meters checked for it.

In the winter, not long ago, Voldemort planned a kidnapping operation, and the other side used this kidnapping as a bait to conduct a series of ambushes and counter-espionage operations. As a result, the remaining undercover agents lost some more.

A more serious blow is happening now. The day before yesterday, Shaw ordered Johnny Ingrid to sneak into the pseudo-magical Ministry in London to find out information. As a result, there has been no feedback until now.

Although Johnny’s actions are sometimes unreliable. For example, he once gave the wrong weapon to the friendly army, which caused the friendly army to be injured; for example, when he went to track down the current pseudo-Minister of Magic earlier this year, two people chased each other and fled. On the other side of the Eurasian continent, a diplomatic dispute finally broke out. Who would let him have no money to compensate for the damaged public property?

However, Johnny's ability to become the No. 1 agent of MI7 did not rely on his teammates dying, but because of his ability to retreat unscathed every time he performed a mission, regardless of success or failure.

So when Johnny still didn't return to report work 24 hours late this time, Shaw realized that the mission might be terrible.

Just as Shaw was considering how to face the worst, his secretary Forchsel knocked on the door of the office.

"Your Excellency Shaw, I think there is something you should come and see." Forchsel said to his boss.

"What is it?" Shaw asked unhappily when he was interrupted.

"Yes...for us...Christmas present." Fuchsell's voice fell a little lower when he replied.

"What?" Shaw stood up. "There are many days left before Christmas. Who gave the Christmas gift? Whose Christmas gift was it for? How was it delivered?"

"It was given to our MI7." Fuchsel replied while pushing open the office door for his boss.

"Where is that thing?" Shaw asked. "I hope it won't blow us up."

"It's in the middle of the parking lot," Fuchsel said. "It was delivered by Royal Mail, and..."

"And what?" Shaw asked, frowning.

"And the postage is payable." Forchsel said bitterly.

Shaw: "..."

When Shaw and Forchsel came to the parking lot, they found that the car in the parking lot had been cleared away. A huge pink gift box half-person tall was placed in the center, and the gift box was tied with a golden ribbon. Bowknot, a few people around the gift box are inspecting it.

"Who can tell me what that thing is?" Shaw asked the onlookers at the parking lot.

As a result, the onlookers also asked three questions, and no one knew what was inside that thing.

At this time, a one-eyed female agent walked over to Shaw, holding a Christmas card in her hand. "I think it's safe," she said, and at the same time she handed Shaw the Christmas card.

Shore took the card carefully and opened it.

?MerryChristmas?

? Have an early year for you?

"Who wrote it?" Shaw asked with a cramped face~www.readwn.com~ the goal you asked me to deal with. "The female agent who came over with the card said, "This is his handwriting. "

"Then you go and open our present." Shaw said to her.

She shrugged, turned and walked towards the gift box.

Since the funeral bombings in the past caused them heavy losses, the agents of MI7 remained in awe of this kind of unknown origin.

When they saw that someone was about to open the gift box when the check was unsuccessful, they immediately hid away.

There was no lock or the like installed in the gift box. After tearing off the wrapping paper and opening a few buckles, the four walls of the entire gift box fell apart.

Then Johnny Ingrid fell out of it.

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