Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

The Halloween dinner is held the day before Halloween.

The work of decorating the castle began during the day. According to past practice, the professors would use magic to change the small decorations in the castle, use hollowed pumpkins to make jack-o-lanterns and let them float in the air, and then use spider webs, small bats, and a series of Festive decorations decorate the castle.

In the morning, Hagrid, who was yawning, dragged a bag of pumpkins into the castle, intending to go to the kitchen and hand these pumpkins over to the house elves for processing.

Pumpkin dishes, such as pumpkin juice and pumpkin cakes, are naturally indispensable for Halloween dinners. They are all very popular foods. [Hagrid can’t wait to see the happy children smiling happily because of the pumpkins they grew. .

Except Alan Cecil!

Hagrid still trembles with anger when he thinks of this name. This guy will never appear near the Forbidden Forest when he is alert, but last time he just relaxed a little and ran to his house to paint something on his face. , the level of pranks is much worse than that of the Weasley twins!

As soon as he thought of the Weasley twins, the two appeared in front of Hagrid.

"Hi, Hagrid." Fred ran over very energetically, looking wary even before he got close to Hagrid.

"What do you want to do?" Hagrid said in a bad tone.

"Oh, nothing, I just want to get two pumpkins from you," Fred said.

"No, these are sent to the kitchen, not toys for you." Hagrid refused without hesitation.

"It's not that we want to play with them. We have permission from Principal Dumbledore to use two pumpkins to decorate the ghosts' dinner party." George also ran over and said.

"Are you sure?" Hagrid was a little skeptical.

"Of course, you can ask the principal, or you can ask a ghost." George and Fred said in unison.

"Okay, then I'll trust you for once." Hagrid picked out two big pumpkins from his net bag and handed them to the two of them, "Take them."

George and Fred each held one, looked at each other, placed it on the ground, used a floating spell to make the pumpkin float, and then pushed it away.

"I hope they really went to decorate the banquet instead of wasting it." Hagrid muttered and left without caring.

It’s just two pumpkins, and it certainly won’t affect tonight’s Halloween dinner.

Soon, the pumpkins were sent into the kitchen, and when they came out again, they turned into hollow pumpkin lanterns.

Hagrid pushed the ladder and started to hang up the jack-o'-lanterns, and the professors began to work on their own, but none of the professors knew that at this time, the students were already discussing going to the cellar at night.

Naturally, Allen had already arrived in the cellar, put on a mask, applied a soaking spell, and started preparing tonight's ingredients.

Everyone in the castle is busy performing their duties. Good people prepare festival activities and food, and people naturally do bad things.

While others were not paying attention, Quirrell quietly came to a secret room, and just standing at the door could smell a stench that was no less than pickled puffins.

Inside are trolls, which Quirrell went to great lengths to capture from the Forbidden Forest to serve as level guards.

The pale Quirrell stood outside the room, looking at a seemingly insignificant door at the end of the corridor.

When he entered the school, Dumbledore gave Quirrell a task. He wanted to think of a good level to prevent others from breaking in. Quirrell chose this big guy.

Although Dumbledore didn't say what he was guarding there to prevent others from breaking in, Quirrell immediately thought of the Philosopher's Stone that he had missed.

Quirrell's liver ached with anger when he thought of the Sorcerer's Stone. He had gone through so much trouble to find out the number of Dumbledore's vault in Gringotts, but he never expected that he would miss the time and the Philosopher's Stone would be retrieved one step ahead of time. gone!

Because of this mistake, in order to punish Quirrell, Voldemort has occupied Quirrell's body. Although Quirrell still controls his body daily, Quirrell can feel that Voldemort can control his body at any time, and his body is constantly decaying under his possession. Go to death!

He has little time left, he must obtain the Philosopher's Stone and make the elixir as soon as possible, otherwise he will be dragged to death by Voldemort.

This time Quirrell planned to use the troll to cause a riot on Halloween [and then took the opportunity to sneak into the room that Dumbledore had banned all students from entering.

"Then I'll rush into the auditorium at the busiest time of the Halloween dinner and tell them there's a troll in the basement! Everyone will definitely panic by then, and the professors and the principal will all go looking for the troll. That's my chance!" Quirrell stroked the door that closed the troll with an excited smile on his face.

As for whether the troll will hurt or even kill students, Quirrell no longer cares, he just wants to live!

There are so many wonderful things in this world, and he doesn't want to die yet!

"."I haven't had the chance to eat Alan Cecil's dishes recently, which is really a pity." Quirrell muttered, squatting in front of the door and waiting for the dinner to start.

He didn't know that due to some accidents, there was a "little" problem with the Halloween dinner.

As night falls, as the bell rings, the students after class begin to happily welcome the arrival of the Halloween dinner.

But just as they were going downstairs, a group of students noticed that many people were rushing towards the basement in a hive. They looked at each other and immediately understood.

"Are you going to the spooky Halloween dinner too?"

"Aren't you the same?"

“I think a place with ghosts gives it a more festive atmosphere.

"Oh, don't eat then, just watch the atmosphere.

"You still have to eat..."

Most people (Zhao Li Zhao) went to the cellar talking and laughing, so there were very few people who rushed to the auditorium to attend the Halloween dinner.

The professors sitting on the professor's chair were dumbfounded when they saw the scattered cats and dogs, thinking that the Halloween dinners in previous years were not so weird.

"Where have all the students gone?" Professor McGonagall stood up in a panic.

The students were so quiet that they must be acting evil. With so many students missing at once, Professor McGonagall was worried that they would blow up Hogwarts.

"Hahaha, don't worry, Minerva, I probably know where they have gone." Dumbledore was still a little surprised by this. He didn't expect the name Allen to have such a strong appeal, but as an insider, he could still remain calm. I think they all went to the ghosts' Halloween dinner. "

"Huh?" Professor McGonagall looked confused.

Attending a spooky Halloween dinner? Going to eat garbage?