Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

After hearing Hagrid's words, Tom was stunned for a moment and laughed out loud, "Works? Mr. Cecil does have great works, and everyone here enjoys them almost every day."

Tom pointed at all the wizards in the bar and said, "But Mr. Cecil's works are not songs, his works are... dishes."

"Dish?" Hagrid was stunned for a moment. "Is the dish you are talking about the kind of food we eat?"

"Of course, Mr. Cecil has super high cooking skills, and the food he cooked made everyone's jaws drop. What's even more surprising is that the food cooked by Mr. Cecil's hands has a wonderful flavor. strength."

"What you said is really magical. Is he a cook or a potion master?" Hagrid obviously didn't believe it.

"Humph, I knew you would say that." When Tom saw this, he waved to Hagrid mysteriously.

Hagrid bent down curiously, his heavy body lying on the counter. "What does this mean?"

"Here's a good thing for you. Don't let anyone see it. I managed to keep this thing until now." Tom whispered, mysteriously taking out a cabbage.

It's not rock sugar-biting cabbage, but a snack that Allen specially made for himself. This kind of biting cabbage requires more steps, and the taste is a little worse than rock candy-biting cabbage, so Allen doesn't sell it as a product, but just keeps it for himself. Eat it and mix it a little for Tom.

"What is this? Cabbage?" Hagrid took the chewy cabbage from Tom's hand. The cabbage, which was still a little heavy in other people's hands, was like sesame seeds in his hand.

"Here, give one to our savior." Tom smiled kindly at Harry and handed one to him.

Hagrid and Harry looked at the cabbage in their hands in sync, hesitated for a moment, and then stuffed it into their mouths at the same time.

“It smells so good!”

The moment the cabbage was bitten into pieces, the restrained fragrance immediately filled his mouth. Harry, who had never eaten such delicious food, almost burst into tears instantly. As for Hagrid, it was not much better, because it was brought by blood. With a rough mouth, tongue and stomach, Hagrid almost never cares about whether it tastes good or not. He only cares about filling his stomach.

But now after tasting such delicious food, he suddenly understood the meaning of delicious food.

"This... this is so delicious!" Hagrid exclaimed with a trembling voice, "Is there any more? Give me some more."

"That's not possible. This is Mr. Cecil's special one. You can't even buy it." Tom refused unceremoniously. "If you want to eat it, you can wait at the door of the kitchen at noon tomorrow. You can buy one then." "But I have to remind you that Mr. Cecil's food is not cheap."

"How much can a dish cost?" Hagrid didn't care.

"Haha, you are wrong about this. Mr. Cecil's dishes are all made from magical animals or magical plants. The cost is there. Coupled with his craftsmanship, so far his dishes have not been lower than 1 galleons." Tom said with pride, after all, these dishes were made in his kitchen.

"One Galleung for a dish?" Hagrid's eyes widened.

Harry still didn't know what 1 Galleons was, but judging from Hagrid's performance, it was obviously not low value.

"It's not less than 1 galleons. In fact, the most expensive one was 20 galleons for a piece of dragon blood sausage." Tom said.

"So expensive..." Hagrid sighed and suddenly realized, "Wait a minute, what did you just say he used to cook?"

"Magical animals or magical plants, what you just ate was biting cabbage," Tom said.

Hagrid's expression changed drastically.

"How could he do this!" Hagrid said angrily. "It is already cruel to make potions using materials from magical animals. How could he use magical animals as food!"

Hagrid's sudden reaction shocked Harry. After all, although this tall man acted very kindly, his physique was there. He was over three meters tall and looked like a giant. His angry look was also terrifying. .

"Oh, Hagrid, I still can't understand you, just like I couldn't understand you leaving Hogwarts because of that incident." Tom shrugged, "Well, I'm sorry for talking to you about a topic you don't like. , Let’s stop here, how about we get two rooms? It’s getting late, and many shops in Diagon Alley are closed at this time.”

"Two rooms." Hagrid tried to calm down his inner grief and anger. "Give me a room away from that child."

Hagrid was very angry, and the consequence was that he wanted to stay away from Allen.

"Ha, even if you want to get close, you don't have a chance. The rooms around Mr. Cecil and even the rooms above and below have been reserved by others, just to let him have a good rest and not be unable to cook delicious dishes due to the interruption of others." Tom said Then he took out two sets of keys and handed them to Hagrid, "Second floor, although you are a regular customer, I still have to say a word, keep the keys and don't break them."

"That's because your keys are too fragile. To be honest, I don't use much strength every time." Hagrid muttered.

"Even if I make you a key out of mithril, it will bend in your hand." Tom rolled his eyes, and then smiled kindly at Harry. "Have a sweet dream, Mr. Potter, and come back tomorrow." Behold the magical world of eyebrows.”

Harry nodded, looking forward to the magical journey tomorrow morning. Taking the subway and the like really didn't offer any magical experience.

That's right, Hagrid took him here on the subway when he came to the Leaky Cauldron, and there was no sense of magic or mystery at all.