Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

Alan shared his snacks with Professor McGonagall, Hermione Granger and Hermione's father Mr. Granger.

"What is this? Brussels sprouts?" Mr. Granger looked at the crispy snack in his hand with curiosity. The crispy smell made him salivate.

He couldn't wait and was about to take a bite when he was stopped by Professor McGonagall.

"Sorry, Mr. Granger," Professor McGonagall said apologetically, "You can't eat this."

"This..." Mr. Granger looked surprised, and even the cook Alan was equally surprised.

Hermione, who was about to taste the delicious food, suddenly stopped and looked at Professor McGonagall with a curious look on her face.

"Is there any problem?" Alan asked.

"Of course." Professor McGonagall returned the biting cabbage that belonged to Mr. Granger to Alan. "You did this with biting cabbage, right? I've heard a lot about you recently."

"Yes, everyone likes to eat it. Although this is my latest snack, it tastes absolutely good," Allen said.

"The point is not the taste, but the biting cabbage itself. Muggles cannot eat this kind of magical food, including most potions." Professor McGonagall did not blame, but patiently explained, "Not adapting to magic will cause Let the magic damage the Muggle body and cause irreversible effects."

so serious?

Allen's eyes widened, thankful that he had gained knowledge from Professor McGonagall earlier.

There was no mention of this in those textbooks, including the Potions textbook.

"Well, it seems Mr. Granger is out of luck," Alan shrugged regretfully and ate the biting cabbage that Professor McGonagall returned to him.

Professor McGonagall and Hermione Granger also smiled apologetically at the depressed Mr. Granger, and then stuffed the biting cabbage into their mouths.

"It's delicious!" Hermione covered her chewing mouth, her eyes twinkling like stars, and she exclaimed vaguely, "I've never eaten anything so delicious."

Professor McGonagall also looked surprised. Although she had heard that Allen's food was delicious, she didn't expect it to be so delicious.

Because this snack is not the ultimate dish, the strengthening effect is not obvious, but there is no doubt that its taste is not much worse than rock candy bites of kale.

Anyway, Professor McGonagall and Hermione were both impressed.

Seeing his daughter's starry eyes and the intoxicated look on the face of the professor who had always been serious, Mr. Granger became even more depressed.

Damn it, if you know I can’t eat, don’t make such an intoxicated expression in front of me!

Professor McGonagall was worthy of being a professor. He quickly recovered from his gaffe and exclaimed, "Amazing."

She stared at the bag in Allen's hand, but unfortunately, Allen didn't intend to continue sharing and put the bag away.

Hermione and Professor McGonagall both sighed regretfully.

"Huh? Why are you sighing? Is it because it doesn't taste good?" Alan asked in surprise.

"No, just a little sigh." Professor McGonagall coughed dryly and returned to his serious posture, "Next, I will take Miss Granger and her father to Diagon Alley, so let's say goodbye first."

"Then I won't bother you," Allen said. "Although I also want to go to Diagon Alley, the things we bought are different, so it will definitely not go smoothly."

…

Alan and Professor McGonagall certainly didn't follow their route. Their route must have started from Gringotts, which is located in the second half of Diagon Alley.

Allen walked aimlessly on the street. The scenery on both sides of the road had long lost its appeal to him. Those magic candies or toys were not as attractive to Allen as a cabbage.

Not to mention the Quidditch shop, which is quite popular among wizards. The shop window was surrounded by many children screaming exaggeratedly at the new broomsticks in the window.

Allen didn't know what fun it was to have a group of people chasing a ball in the sky on broomsticks, and he didn't even like the act of riding broomsticks.

If possible, he would prefer a freer flight mode.

I just don’t know what I eat to gain the ability to fly.

Allen was thinking randomly as he walked, and soon he reached his first destination today.

"Toffan clothing store"

This is a clothing store that specializes in customizing high-end clothing. Compared with Ollivander's Wand Shop, whose sign has not changed for hundreds of years, the sign on the facade of this store is plated with a layer of gold, which reflects the sunlight. Luxurious texture.

Allen looked up at the sign. Although he was wearing cheap clothes that Professor McGonagall bought for him, he didn't have any stage fright and calmly walked into this place that could be regarded as a luxury store.

"Hello kid, do you need any help?" The owner of the store stood up to greet him, and was a little surprised when he saw Allen.

The owner of the Tuofan clothing store is an elegant woman with black hair, black eyes, and a high nose. She seems to have a lot of Roman ancestry and is beautiful.

The clothes she wears are not shocking to wizards, nor are they retro to Muggles. They fully display their own beauty while also taking into account elegance and propriety.

Simply put, this boss's clothes are very good.

Allen looked at the beautiful boss up and down and was very satisfied with the boss's aesthetics.

If you really want to give him some retro style or dark wizard style, he's not used to it yet.