Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

Allen can obtain special abilities of special creatures by eating them, which means that if Allen eats a crow like Xuanse, he can immediately obtain two special abilities.

But Allen is not so crazy.

"Okay, you are fine, go to the window and stay there. Don't leave feces in the house, okay?" Allen put Xuanse on the window. "If you want to go out and play, just fly around twice. There will be delicious food later."

When Allen said the previous words, Xuanse did not react at all, and was as obedient as a fake crow, but after Allen said delicious food, he immediately became active, his eyes rolled around and he cried.

Allen understood what this meant, which meant [a promise is a promise].

Allen smiled and touched Xuanse's little head, and the other party also cooperated and closed his eyes and rubbed Allen's fingers.

After finishing Xuanse, Allen turned around and looked at the pots and pans with oil stains. He sat down at the desk in a bad mood, took out a blank notebook bound with parchment, and wrote a few lines on the first page.

Bite Cabbage

Danger Level: 5

Origin: China

Properties: Bitter taste, very bad taste like soaked cardboard.

Cooking Method: ...

While writing the cooking method, Alan hesitated and looked at the other half of the Bite Cabbage that had been processed.

Stir-frying is definitely not okay, and boiling is even worse. The taste of this thing is even worse when it is cooked.

"It's better to dry it, add more sugar to neutralize the bitterness, and eat it as a snack."

Alan immediately planned to try it, but the oven was a bit too difficult to rely on the small fire source used to boil medicine, so he planned to borrow the kitchen of the Leaky Cauldron.

So Alan processed the half of the Bite Cabbage, drizzled a little olive oil, and sprinkled a little salt and sugar to make a sweet and salty snack.

Then Alan left the room with a tray, intending to go downstairs to find the bar owner and ask about borrowing the kitchen.

Seeing this, Xuanse, who was standing by the window, immediately expelled the garbage in his body and flew onto Alan's shoulder and fell, quacking twice, his eyes full of excitement.

"Tsk, you're quite greedy." Allen glanced at Xuanse and didn't object.

It was already afternoon, and this time was when the bar's business was slow. Allen felt that it would not be difficult for him to borrow the kitchen.

When he came downstairs, there were indeed not many people in the bar. There was only one guest standing at the counter checking in.

The other party was wearing a bloated robe and a hat wrapped in cloth strips on his head. He looked like an Indian at first glance.

Allen felt a little familiar with the other party's dress. He took a closer look and found that his hunting level was 59, which was one of the stronger wizards, but he didn't think much and just waited quietly behind.

"Your room is on the third floor, please keep the key." Tom, the bar owner, took out a key and handed it to the man in front of him. "Mr. Quirrell, you can call room service if you have any needs."

Quirrell?

Allen finally remembered who the man in front of him was.

Isn't this the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts when Harry Potter was in his first year?

Allen almost forgot about Harry Potter. He was thinking about how to improve his hunting level and how to eat more special ingredients. He forgot about Voldemort, the villain of this world.

This is really wrong... Wait, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with me. The only thing that might be related is the basilisk in the secret room?

Alan really wants to taste what a basilisk tastes like.

"I don't usually have any requirements. Besides, I don't need door-to-door cleaning. If I need it, I'll let you know in advance." Quirinus Quirrell said kindly as he took the key.

When he turned around and went upstairs, he met Alan. Although he was a little surprised why the child was holding a plate of vegetables, he didn't care and left directly.

"What's the matter, kid?" The boss Tom noticed Alan, and Tom was very fond of this face that could attract both men and women. "Do you need any help?"

"Can I borrow your oven?" Alan showed a big smile. "I want to grill some vegetables."

"Of course, no problem. The kitchen is empty now. I'll take you there." Tom said kindly.

...

Quirinus Quirrell carried his luggage through the long corridor and came to his remote room at the end of the corridor. He opened the door and walked in.

He had just put down his luggage when his body suddenly stiffened. He felt countless cold scales sliding across his neck, and then a tongue poked out from his collar.

"This shabby shop is still half dead as before." The snake head spit out its tongue and spoke in human language, "Just like your future, Mr. Quirrell."

Quirrell's face was not good. He didn't like this dirty and cramped room, nor did he like this evil ghost that was entangled with him, but he had no choice. He asked for it.

In order to seek the power of black magic, he found clues about the dark lord Voldemort who ravaged Europe fifty years ago from some clues in some past records.

Originally, he wanted to squeeze Voldemort and beat him when he was down, but he didn't expect that the centipede would not die, and he was easily subdued by Voldemort.

Now the only thing he can do is to listen to this demon and complete his task, otherwise he will really be like Voldemort said, and his future will be as dark as this shabby bar.

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