Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

【Jumping mushrooms】

Hunting level: 1

Special abilities: none

Characteristics: fresh and sweet, mushroom, beating activity

Allen looked at the jumping mushroom in his hand and thought for a moment, recalling its existence in "Thousands of Herbs and Mushrooms".

A special kind of mushroom, one of the ingredients of the invisible potion, Yinbian.

Mushrooms that are not poisonous are just ingredients, aren't they? What's more, with the effect of Eren's Demon Stomach, Eren can taste the deliciousness of poisonous mushrooms even if they are really poisonous.

Of course, the premise is that it tastes good, otherwise Allen has no interest in tasting poisonous and unpalatable things.

After picking some jumping mushrooms, Allen planned to use them as an ingredient to make a main dish.

As for the main ingredient, of course it has to be meat. Allen loves all kinds of meat, and the protein provided by mushrooms is not enough.

There was still a lot of meat in the wild. When Alan was thinking about what kind of meat was good to eat, he saw an owl flying over his head.

The owl landed in a tall shed not far away at No. 17, which is the Hogwarts Owlhouse, where the owls of Hogwarts rest.

Eating owls? That's a good idea, but Alan wouldn't go to the school owlhouse to catch owls. That's not just a violation of school rules, it's stealing.

It’s not like Allen can’t afford it, so why would he do such a dishonorable thing?

Just when Alan was thinking about buying an owl, a familiar quacking sound caught Alan's attention.

Allen raised his head to look for the familiar voice, and soon found a sliver of black above his head.

Black didn't go out of her way to hide herself. She even stood under a beam of sunlight to make it easier for Allen to find him. The beam of sunlight fell from the gap between the green shades of the forest and hit Black's feathers, reflecting the colorful colors. Brilliant color.

After Xuanshi was beautiful in the sun for a while, he kicked something off the branch next to him, then flew down by himself and performed a flying stunt in mid-air to catch the thing kicked down and then landed on Allen. in front of.

Black held his head high and threw the object in front of Allen. Allen took a closer look and found that it was a pheasant.

Yes, it's the brightly colored one, with long tail feathers, a white ring on the neck, and a black forehead with a bluish-purple luster.

At this time, pheasants, which were relatively abundant in Britain, were everywhere, even in the areas where the division lived.

Fortunately, Black was quite sensible and didn't capture a protected animal or owl, otherwise it would be hard to tell if Allen really had a mouth.

"Well done." Allen touched the black feathers. "Since you are back from hunting, let's have this for lunch today."

But Alan doesn't really want to eat grilled food. He plans to find a place to have chicken stewed with mushrooms.

Allen dug some wild ginger and pulled out some wild garlic in the grass near the forest. Without cooking wine, Allen could only use these things to remove the odor from the chicken.

After preparing everything, Allen carried the chicken to the Black Lake, skillfully turned a stone into a sharp knife and then cut its throat to bleed.

It was a bit troublesome to pluck the chicken's feathers. Allen thought about using a floating spell to mix the lake water and mud and apply it on the chicken, and then put it on his hand to dry. The fire dragon's breath turned into a dryer on Allen's hand. , after the mud solidified and dried up, he smashed the soil into pieces, shoveled the soil hard, and pulled off the feathers together.

The chickens with their feathers stripped open were disembowelled. Cleaning the internal organs was a bit troublesome, so Allen threw them all by the water, hoping to use them for fishing. Then he stuffed the wild ginger and garlic he found into the chicken's belly. inside.

Alan didn't panic even if there was no pot or fire. The most convenient thing about the wizard was that even if he didn't bring anything, he could use the transformation spell to create a three-bedroom apartment.

It can be said that apart from being unable to directly produce food, the wizard's magic is simply omnipotent!

Use a few stones to build the shape of a stove and then use the transformation spell to turn it into a stove. Things with a similar appearance and fixed internal structure consume less money and are easier and faster when using the transformation spell.

Black has been following Allen for so long, and its wisdom can understand Allen's behavior, so after seeing Allen setting up the stove, it took the initiative to fly out to help Allen find dead branches and leaves as fuel.

"Clear spring like water." Allen waved his wand and released another basic magic spell. This was a magic recorded in the herbal medicine textbook. Allen had missed it until he saw "Thousands of Herbs and Mushrooms" and discovered it from it. With the help of [Basic Magic Mastery], Allen easily learned this magic.

Clear spring water was poured into the pot, and Allen put the packed chicken in. After thinking for a moment, he took out half of the wild garlic.

"If you add mushrooms and remove half of the garlic, the flavor will be better." Allen muttered and threw the dead branches found in black into the stove and started simmering.

"The fire is a bit small," looking at the pitiful flames under the stove, Allen thought for a moment and simply pulled out the fire and put his ears in.

The fire dragon's breath was now used as a source of fire for cooking, and Allen didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

Whether it's magic or your own special ability, it's just to make your life more convenient and comfortable. What's wrong with using the fire dragon's breath to cook? Even if the fire dragon in the wild wants to eat something hot, doesn't it have to be cooked on the fire?

The flames of the fire dragon's breath were extremely hot, and the water boiled within a short time.

Allen withdrew one hand and waved away the terrifying high temperature above, then threw the cleaned jump mushrooms into the pot, and then turned to low heat to cook.

After a while, the aroma of Kung Fu wafted out.

Allen sniffed the aroma, with a hint of regret in his satisfaction, "It's a pity, the time is not enough. If the simmering time is longer, the soup will definitely taste better."

It's a pity that Allen has to go to class in the afternoon, otherwise he would have to spend several hours stewing a good pot of soup.

But now it's not bad. Although it's not that fragrant, the meat is definitely delicious.

Allen withdrew his hot hand, opened the lid and a refreshing fragrance hit his face. There were a few bright mushrooms floating in the clear chicken soup. Although the soup at this time has not yet reached its most delicious stage, this is the time. The meat is firm and elastic.

Allen rubbed his hands and sprinkled the salt he brought with him into the soup. He turned Draco Malfoy's wand into chopsticks and planned to eat, but he heard strange noises coming from the black lake.

The sound was a bit loud and close, which made Alan immediately alert and raised his head to look around.

The surface of the black lake was calm and calm, and nothing seemed to be discovered.

But this body of water always gave Allen a strange feeling.

The internal organs that he had placed by the lake before were now missing. He had clearly placed them some distance away from the lake and could not have been washed away by the water.

Allen stared at the black lake for a while, and suddenly felt that the water in front of him seemed to be a little darker than other places [as if there was something lurking on the shore!].