Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

The red soup was bubbling, and a lethal amount of chili peppers were flowing in the red soup. The hot and fresh smell spread like a whirlwind in the Gryffindor lounge.

This smell made me sweat profusely just by taking a sip, but it also had a unique attraction, as if the succubus in hell used its slender tail to seduce the devil called appetite in people's hearts.

All the people participating in the hot pot party held plates and forks and sat around the huge golden crucible belonging to Snape, looking at the hot pot that looked like the color of hell soup. The forks in their hands seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, but their mouths couldn't help but secrete saliva, and their stomachs even made gurgling sounds.

Chili pepper, butter, pepper, star anise, bay leaf, cinnamon, green onion and other spices were cooked by Alan and formed a pot of red soup in front of everyone. Its deliciousness was beyond doubt, but...

"Will this thing burn our stomachs after we eat it?" Fred leaned over to look at the red soup in the pot. He felt that his eyes were choked by the smoke.

"This pot of soup feels even more terrible than what I heard from those wizards last time." Harry was also horrified. "They felt uncomfortable for about three days after eating it."

"Then...then should we eat it?" Ronald was very entangled. He really felt it was delicious, but he was also a little timid and didn't dare to be the first to do it.

Hermione, who had eaten hot pot once, was also a little hesitant. "It looks more... dangerous than the last time I ate it."

"What kind of adjectives are you using? This is just an ordinary hot pot." Allen's face automatically put on the face of a Sichuanese. "It's not as exaggerated as you think. It's just a little spicy."

He took the lead and took out his and Malfoy's wands.

This thick and long wand is not suitable for daily meals, but it is really a perfect match for hot pot. There is no need to worry about being scalded by steam.

He picked up a long slice of beef. The one cut by magic is different. Each slice is evenly thick and thin, and thin enough to be transparent. This kind of top-notch beef cut by top-notch knife skills only needs to be blanched for a few seconds before it can be eaten.

The meat slices sank into the pot for a few seconds and were already cooked when they were fished out. There was red oil on them, and there were a few peppercorns and a few chili peppers on the chopsticks.

Alan picked up the meat slices, blew on them, and then put them into his mouth, revealing an expression of enjoyment, "Huh! Comfortable!" Seeing Alan's performance, the others finally couldn't help themselves and were eager to try, but forks were not suitable for eating hot pot after all, so everyone's eyes fell on their wands. "So, can the wand withstand high temperatures?" Hermione asked. "It should be possible, but it feels so difficult to use. George took Ronald's wand and combined it with his own wand, but after trying several times, he couldn't pick up meat or vegetables as skillfully as Alan. "You need to practice more. If you don't practice well, I will eat all the meat. "Alan said as he scalded another piece of meat.

Ronald was very anxious when he saw this, and he quarreled with his brothers to take back his wand. Harry also stared at his wand in a daze, thinking about who he should borrow the magic crown from.

Hermione, who was standing by, covered her face helplessly, ashamed to be with these people.

"So why don't you use the Transfiguration Spell?" Hermione asked, "Alan also used the Copying Spell and the Transfiguration Spell to make chopsticks at the dinner in the auditorium at the beginning."

"But how can we use magic without a wand?" Ronald turned around and retorted, holding Fred's neck.

Hermione rolled her eyes after hearing this, not wanting to talk to this fool at all.

But Harry reacted. He found two toothpicks that he had used to practice the Transformation Spell, and used the Transformation Spell to conjure two long chopsticks.

Turning toothpicks into needles involves changes in materials and details, which is more difficult, but turning them into rough chopsticks is very simple.

"We can turn other things into chopsticks." Harry reminded.

Everyone woke up from a dream and quickly found various sundries and turned them into chopsticks.

Then, under the temptation of food and Allen's urging, they quickly mastered the basic use of chopsticks. Although they were not yet flexible, at least they would not drop things when they came.

Each of them picked up a piece of meat and put it in the pot to blanch it. When they took it out, the surface was already covered with red oil.

Everyone looked at each other and then ate it as if they were dead.

"Spicy! Ah!" screams resounded in the common room. The moment they ate the piece of meat, everyone felt their scalps numb. The stinging spicy taste spread rapidly in their mouths, and their blood flowed. Rush to the forehead and make them sweat profusely in an instant.

George and Fred performed the most exaggeratedly, imagining themselves like fire dragons, roaring at the sky as if they were spitting out flames.

But soon, the salty flavor hidden under the hot spicy taste swept over them, and was swept into their brains by the hot spicy taste, allowing the delicious taste to sublimate along with their souls.

“Yummy! To die for!”

It is really delicious. Although it is delicious, I feel like dying after eating it.

"Water! Water!" Ronald began to search for water in the lounge. He finally found a cup and planned to take a swig, but was held down by Allen who was smiling evilly.

"Don't drink water. The more you drink, the spicier it becomes. It's better to eat it all at once, and then drink milk to relieve the spiciness [but the question is... do you still dare to eat it?"

Allen said, looking back at the people surrounding the crucible, like a demon tempting people to fall, "Eat it, isn't it delicious? This is a rare delicacy."

George was the first to use his chopsticks, and he was the most outstanding among all the people when it came to spicy food. When they saw someone taking the lead, everyone forced themselves to ignore the pain of spicy food, enjoyed the pain, and joined in the fight for food.

Gryffindors have no shortage of courage! What's wrong with the spicy food? Eat it!

The excitement here also attracted many other Gryffindor students. Under the leadership of Alan, who had a bad temper, George and Fred generously invited others to take a bite. The spicy taste was so exciting that it was frustrating.

But there are always Gryffindors who don't believe in evil and question, "How spicy is it? I don't believe it, I want to try it." Then he continued to eat the fragrant and spicy meat slices covered with red oil without hesitation. After eating, he still looked serious. Tell the person who hasn't eaten yet, "It's not spicy at all." to coax the next person to eat it.

In the end, almost everyone in the Gryffindor ate the meat and vegetables in the hot pot, including the unlucky Percy Weasley, who choked on the spicy oil and was almost sent to the school hospital.

“Spicy!”

A roar like a fire dragon filled the Gryffindor common room all night long. .