Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 589 Eating hot pot in the hall

Time: 6:30, in the hall.

While others were still discussing the content of today's class.

Ryan was still eating slowly.

He didn't understand why the other students at Hogwarts didn't notice that the food was very delicious recently, ridiculously delicious.

How could they simply attribute the change in taste to the arrival of the other three schools, which led to the kitchen being more attentive?

You know, this is a delicacy that ordinary skills can't achieve.

Throughout history, this level can only be achieved by using the Hufflepuff gold cup.

There are no superb alchemical props specifically used for cooking in the world. Only Hufflepuff.

Perhaps the Chinese magic world, where food is the most important thing, may have such props? (Because Rowling set that there is no magic school in China, and someone didn't want to make a weird one, and China's current time point is also awkward, so I won't set it up again.)

This golden cup is really amazing. If it is placed in the Chinese Little Master Chef, it can even serve as a legendary kitchen utensil.

It contains the magic that can make each ingredient taste delicious and coordinate with each other.

Now it is placed in the kitchen cupboard.

Back to the magic array where it was created.

Now, any food cooked in the kitchen of Hogwarts will be affected by the magic of Hufflepuff's gold cup.

Look, even Snape, who has always been almost ascetic, has a double chin.

The kitchens specially opened in Beauxbatons' carriage and Durmstrang's ship to prevent acclimatization have been shut down for almost a week.

As for the redwood in Castrobus, there is no kitchen in it.

Their school culture does not care much about food.

Ryan even went to Castrobus Castle in the Brazilian rainforest for lunch a few days ago.

The food in their cafeteria is very simple.

Meat is just added with some spices to remove the fishy smell and a little salt.

And on grand occasions, they will eat some barbecue (this is what Ryan learned by checking the memories of the students who were eating).

The staple food is rice, black beans and cassava flour.

The vegetables are blanched with a sour and spicy unknown sauce.

In short, this made Ryan, who wanted to try something new, feel bland.

Ryan originally thought that the various cold and low-oil foods in the Japanese magic school were the floor tiles of the magic school diet.

Unexpectedly, Kaschubushe is no less than that.

The last time I had this feeling was when Ryan took an extra body and went to the magic school on a whim last year.

I want to try the special food of Japan.

After all, its diet is almost originated from China, so it should not be bad.

But Ryan only ate various sushi and sashimi.

They were all cold. Vegetables too.

After checking his memory, Ryan found that the Japanese magic school is a bit like a temple.

Although they do not abstain from meat and fish, they also advocate ignoring desires. Appetite is one of them.

Thinking about it, Ryan ate another mouthful of tripe with relish.

That's right, tripe doesn't appear as a separate food in the UK, and it's not called this name.

While others were enjoying the British and French feast, Ryan was enjoying the authentic Chongqing hot pot.

The hot, bright red beef oil pot bottom.

It is now overlapping with the kitchen, sharing the food blessing aura from the Hufflepuff gold cup.

Burning under the pot is the ever-burning Gubler fairy fire.

For the dipping sauce, Ryan chose simple sesame oil and minced garlic.

For the drink, Ryan chose the canned cola in the freezer of PepsiCo's headquarters in New York, USA.

Freshly baked, just taken out of the cabinet, still steaming.

This is authentic.

Potatoes, duck blood, goose intestines, beef and shrimp slips swim in the red ocean.

A translucent TV is floating in the air, and the movie "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban" is playing inside.

But the people around him turned a blind eye to him and everything in front of him.

Even Penelope, Kate, Hermione, Luna and even Fleur were not around.

But to be precise, they all had Ryan around them.

Ryan, who was eating hot pot and almost singing, was deliberately separated in order to enjoy the joy of eating alone.

It was a good thing to watch the prisoners of Azkaban in Hogwarts in the third year of school.

Ryan now thought of the real "prisoners of Azkaban".

The average temperature at night in September in the UK is 10℃.

And now they are in the cold North Sea.

In addition, there is a shortage of food and clothes.

Thinking of this, even Ryan, who is not a believer, couldn't help but say "Amen".

In order not to hurt his only compassion, Ryan chose to change the channel.

The Azkaban that flashed in the translucent TV in front of him disappeared.

Instead, it was the principal's office.

Perhaps he was worried that he would be late again.

This time Harry came to the principal's office in advance.

This time Fox was also there.

Perhaps it was Harry's shallow phoenix-like magic that could not bring him immortality, but Fawkes was particularly close to Harry.

He flew over Harry's head affectionately and used Harry's head as a bird's nest.

Dumbledore, who was sitting on a high-backed chair with his hands on the long table, looked suspicious.

He seemed to be thinking whether his family was related to the Potter family.

Harry, who was playing with Fawkes, felt a tightness behind him.

He found that Dumbledore was looking at him strangely.

"Dumbledore, what are you—"

"Ahem, I just want to teach you something?

Is it the Horcrux first, or some useful tips. "Dumbledore said.

As soon as his voice sounded, his eyes turned to the cabinet next to the door.

Harry followed and looked over, only to see the cabinet door open automatically.

Then there was the bright silver light.

And this light comes from a shallow stone basin in the cabinet.

There were strange carvings on the mouth of the basin: they were all letters and symbols that he didn't recognize.

But it wasn't the letters and symbols that intrigued Harry the most.

But what is the shape of the glowing thing in this basin.

At first glance, it looks like a piece of bright silver, seemingly solid.

But upon closer inspection, I found that it was constantly flowing, like water ripples in the breeze, and it looked like a liquid.

But upon further observation, I found that it spread out and rotated softly like clouds, which was also like gas.

In short, it is like light turning into liquid, and at the same time, it is like wind becoming solid.

However, this stone basin gave Harry a sense of déjà vu.

It reminded him of the summer vacation after the first school year, "Is this stone basin the one in the Inferi Cave?

But what’s really going on here? "

"Haha, that's not it.

Although it does look very similar, it is called a pensieve. Among my inventions, I think it is the most useful one, bar none.

Second only to the Deluminator I gave you.

You also seem to have invented a spell through it - the Dark Curse?

I heard Sirius say, very creative. Dumbledore said, "As for what's in it, it's my thoughts." "

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