Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

When making soup, you must not boil the herbs dryly. Isn’t it just a simple magic potion?

So Alan still needs some ingredients before making the soup.

If normal ingredients are not available, there are no ingredients that can be cooked normally in the Hogwarts kitchen. You can't use smoked sausages and barbecue to make soup, right?

So Alan decided to make a pot of fish soup. As for where the fish came from...of course it came from the lake.

To be precise, George and Fred were fishing, and Ellen was preparing soup beside them.

After delivering herbs to the school hospital, George and Fred followed Allen to the lake. Of course, it wasn't next to the dock. It was already a heavily polluted area, and Allen didn't want to go there for half a year.

George and Fred each used a transformation spell to conjure a fishing rod, and then randomly found a few bugs as bait to fish quietly.

Allen looked at the ingredients for the tranquilizer formula in front of him, and was thinking about the order in which the ingredients should be put in when brewing the potion, and then summed it up to the fish soup.

Soon, the first fish was caught, a carp.

"Are freshwater fish edible?" George was still a little worried when he handed the fish to Alan.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm not letting you eat, I'll let you drink soup at most." Allen said casually.

Allen 380 does not expect the British to eat this kind of freshwater fish with many small spines. Instead of watching them get stuck in their throats with the spines, it is better to filter out the fish bones directly.

Allen used the transformation spell to create two pots, one of which was used to boil water, and the other was used to fry fish.

Throw the processed fish into the oil pan and fry. When both sides are golden, mash it violently, then add boiling water and simmer.

Then at this step, Allen began to brew the potion. Normal potions use pure water as the potion carrier, and Allen directly used fish soup instead.

Allen didn't know what would happen if he did this, so he could only wait until the fish soup was cooked before looking at it.

Skillfully throw various ingredients into the fish soup in a specific order, stirring the corresponding number of times each time.

At this time, Allen found that his hand of God seemed to be a little out of control.

"The hand of God will make the cooked food more delicious, but when it comes to potions, it will prefer more precise methods to make the potions stronger. We cannot say that there is a conflict between the two, we can only say that they have nothing to do with each other." Allen He held his hands steady and thought while stirring.

The finished potion will not be like this. God's Hand directly regards the potion as part of the ingredients.

However, the hand of God only plays a supporting role. What really works (bhab) is Allen's own movements. Every time he cooks, the hand of God is not controlled by the hand of God.

With the last step of filtration completed, a pot of specially made calming fish soup was ready, but the color of the soup was not the milky white that Allen expected, but a strange blue.

Blue is really a color that makes people unappetizing. The key point is the information given by the eye of discrimination.

【Anxiang Fish Soup】

Effect: It will make people feel very peaceful after drinking it, and it will have no effect after drinking it for a long time.

Allen:???

This unpleasant description of the effect made Allen a little confused.

Anyway, this is definitely not a normal dish, otherwise there would not be the second half of the sentence, which clearly means that Anxiang is classified as an adverse reaction [completely immune to the devil.

But there shouldn’t be anything wrong with the taste of this thing, right?

Allen added a small amount of salt and pepper to taste, then took a bite and frowned.

It tastes very good. Although the hand of God almost failed when dealing with this thing that is both a potion and a dish, the effect is still there. Coupled with Allen's own method, "the taste is certainly not bad."

But this pot of fish soup is mixed with too much medicinal flavor. It is delicious but has too many disharmony, and it cannot be called a perfect dish at all.

Looking at such a pot of soup, Alan hesitated for a moment and then focused his attention on George and Fred who were fishing.

The taste is basically unqualified. The next step is to see the effect. Allen wants to see how peaceful this so-called tranquility is.

Allen firmly believed and divided the fish soup into two bowls, but after thinking about the kindness in his heart, he still put down one of the bowls.

"Which one of you wants to have a taste?" Allen placed the bowl of fish soup between the two people who were fishing.

George and Fred turned to look at the bowl of fish soup with joy, but when they saw the blue and foamy fish soup that looked like the unknown viscous liquid in the legendary black witch's cauldron, they both fell into a strange confusion. Dead silence.

"Drink." Allen advised.

"Do you have to drink it? I feel like drinking this bowl will make you feel too milky." Fred sighed, "Do you really want us to drink it?"

"Drink it, I just drank it. The taste is a bit flawed, but it is definitely better than the food at the Hogwarts dinner." Allen said firmly.

After hearing Allen's assurance, George glanced at Fred and reminded, "I tried the stinky tofu last time first."

"I understand, it's my turn this time." Fred sighed resignedly, and then looked at George with a look of helplessness, "If something happens to me, you must send me to the school hospital as soon as possible!"

"Don't worry, I gave you a firm look. Although I think if you read something of this color, you may not have a chance to go to the campus hospital."'

Looking at Fred, who was facing a formidable enemy, Allen's mouth twitched, and finally he stopped Fred, who looked like he was sacrificing himself generously.

"How about we do an experiment with the fish first," Allen said, pointing to the fish caught by the two of them, "then make sure it's not poisonous."

"Wow, what a devil. He actually feeds fish soup to fish, but I like it." Fred immediately looked lively and energetic when he heard that he didn't need to drink soup anymore [zealously grabbed ten fish and prepared to fill it with soup.

A bowl of blue fish soup was poured into the carp's mouth, and not long after, the fish that was struggling desperately in Fred's hands lay down peacefully.

"Is this...dead?" Fred poked the motionless fish with a scared look on his face, knowing that he almost drank the bowl of soup just now.

"It shouldn't be dead. It looks like it's still breathing." George grabbed the fish and put it into the water. You could see that it was still breathing, but the breathing rate was very slow and it looked lazy, even in the water. Too lazy to run away, just floating peacefully.

There is a sense of freedom that life is fine and death is fine.

He was obviously struggling hard before drinking the soup, but now he has turned into a salted fish after drinking the soup?

It's really peaceful.

However, the performance of this fish also showed that the bowl of soup prepared by Allen did not have any real poisoning effect.

"This lazy look feels great." Fred's eyes lit up as he looked at the fish in the water. "It's so interesting. It will definitely be very popular if it is made into a prank prop and sold."

"Enjoying salted fish fun?" George asked.

"That's true, but the point is, I want to try it." Fred rushed to the soup pot with a fearless expression, picked up the other bowl of soup that Allen left there and drank it in one gulp.

"Wow! Fred, you bastard is actually doing a sneak attack!" George stamped his feet angrily, because George also wanted to experience this feeling.

Fred chuckled and gave a thumbs up to George, "Hey, it's my turn this time..."

Before he finished speaking, Fred already had a look of no desire, and his standing body fell limply to the ground as if he had no bones. .