Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

The pale golden sugar liquid creates a beautifully fragile color in the pan.

Allen moved the pan away from the flame, used the residual heat to bring the dragon liver and sugar liquid to the most suitable temperature, and then covered the dragon liver on the sugar liquid.

When the temperature solidified slightly, Allen began to turn the dragon liver to evenly coat it with a layer of crystal sugar coating.

The alluring fragrance spread in the lounge, and even the old students who had returned to the dormitory couldn't help but leave the dormitory and looked at Allen next to the fireplace.

At this time, many people were talking quietly.

"At first I thought it was the same name, but now it seems like it's clearly me!"

"That legendary chef in Diagon Alley! I've eaten his food, and it's really delicious! It's just too expensive."

"I didn't expect that he is really a first-year student. I wonder if I can taste his food."

The people around him murmured in low voices. Although to Allen, their voices were no different from shouting directly, he was not affected and his hands remained steady.

"It's done." The pan-fried foie gras wrapped in crystal sugar coating came out of the pot, and was placed in the pot in front of several people. "This dish can be cooled before eating. If you want to eat it quickly, you can soak it. cold water."

At this time, Allen also noticed the other Gryffindor students around him. He could see the desire in their eyes, but unfortunately, there were only so many old things.

Fortunately, everyone was still a little reserved and just watched quietly from the side.

Allen pretended not to see those longing eyes. There were more than two hundred people in Gryffindor, and he couldn't afford them.

He divided the dragon's liver among the Weasley twins, Ronald, Hermione and Harry. As for his own share, Alan just stuffed it into his mouth without fear of burning it.

"Good night." Allen wiped his mouth, stood up and took Xuan Bai back to the dormitory, leaving Harry and others looking at each other in confusion.

The moment Allen left, a group of people gathered around him. Of course, most of them were old students, and their targets were George and Fred.

Ronald, Harry and Hermione escaped unhurt, but looking at the coveted looks of others around them, they didn't care about taking another bite.

The sweet and crisp sugar coating is paired with the dragon liver that melts in your mouth. The mellow fat and joyful sugar liquid blend together to make you almost intoxicated.

However, the three of them were somewhat resistant to Allen's cooking, and quickly woke up and finished the remaining dragon liver.

Then they looked at George and Fred who seemed to be surrounded by a group of zombies.

"Oh, poor George and Fred." Ronald sighed, cleverly picked up the backpack that Alan had forgotten and ran towards the dormitory with Harry.

Hermione stayed where she was, and suddenly heard that she had come to talk to Allen at first, but now she had ended up like this. Hermione was so angry that she stamped her feet and left the lounge angrily.

The first night in Gryffindor passed uneventfully.

Allen opened his eyes at 5:40 in the morning and watched his roommates who were still sleeping around him skillfully opening their own panels.

Host:Alan Cecil

Hunting level: 39

Strengthening points: 11400

General enhancement: [Physique enhancement D-], [Nerve reflex enhancement D-], [Basic magic mastery D]

Special enhancement: [Fire Dragon Breath E], [Material Shuttle D-], [Breath Concealment D-] [Anti-Magic D-]

Exclusive skills: Eye of Analysis, God's Hand, Demon's Treasure

(The spells I learned are not included in the panel, too easy)

All the abilities of Alan are basically enough now, so he does not plan to enhance them, in case he needs to use the enhancement points urgently.

Get up, wash, prepare food for Xuanse, and it is only six o'clock after everything is done.

It is still early for class, but Alan does not intend to waste time in the dormitory, so he takes the books he will use later and leaves the dormitory.

Most of the students did not get up at this time, and those who got up also had their own things to do, or practice spells or review [few people stayed in the public rest room.

After Alan walked through the long corridor and left the public lounge, he looked at the stairs around him and walked down without any hesitation.

At this time, the famous spiral staircase of Hogwarts seemed to be still sleeping, and Alan walked smoothly through the spiral staircase all the way to the basement.

His goal was certainly not the dormitory of Slytherin or Hufflepuff. His goal was very clear, that is, the kitchen of Hogwarts.

After eating the dinner at Hogwarts yesterday, Alan felt that he had to teach these house elves who cooked and tell them what perfect food is -

Go and get to know the place, maybe he will often use the kitchen in the future.

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After all, cooking in the common room should be done less, the environment is not suitable, the tools are not suitable, it is better to go to a professional kitchen, and there will be no greedy wizards watching there.

There is no problem with the house elves watching, these little guys will not disobey the orders of wizards at all, as long as Alan does not allow them to, they will never take the initiative to ask for a taste.

The kitchen of Hogwarts is not easy to find. In the end, Alan asked about the paintings on several portraits before he knew the specific location.

The location of the kitchen is just below the hall. There is a fruit plate portrait at his entrance. According to the method told by those portraits, Alan reached out and scratched the pear in the fruit plate.

The pear laughed so loudly that it even bent over, making Alan worry that this guy might burst himself with laughter.

Then the pear turned into a door handle in front of Alan, and a crack appeared around the portrait, highlighting the outline of the door.

"It's really magical." Alan muttered and opened the door and walked in.

Inside the door was a scene of bustling activity. More than a hundred house elves were preparing today's breakfast. Some were kneading dough, some were cutting vegetables, and some were heating milk and preparing the oven. The division of labor was clear, busy but not chaotic.

Although these house elves had no clothes, they were all wrapped in clean white linen, which was neat and tidy.

One of the house elves in charge of command noticed Alan and ran over.

"Sir, breakfast is not ready yet. You need to wait a little longer." The house elf looked up and said, "You can sit here for a while. When breakfast is ready, we will provide you with one portion first.

The normal meal time at Hogwarts is 7 o'clock. After that time, the food will be delivered to the dining table in the hall on time. If someone gets up early and can't wait, they can also eat in the kitchen.

But Alan didn't come here to eat.

Alan bent down and said to the house elf, "I'm not here to eat, I'm here to borrow the kitchen.

"Ah San?"