Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

"Although I think this one dish is perfect, it would be a bit monotonous if there was only one dish for a banquet."

Nick came back to his senses and looked at the tightly packaged food with anticipation, "I don't know where you got these good things.

"I asked someone to buy it from Muggles," Allen said.

He walked to the next thing, a bag filled with black liquid, but Nick took a closer look and found that there seemed to be something inside.

"This thing is called stinky tofu." Allen opened the bag, and a strange smell wafted out.

This time Nick did not approach rashly. He carefully hid behind Alan and asked, "Is this edible? I don't think this tastes like food."

"This is the smell of sulfide and indole molecules... Compared with simple fermented food, its smell is indeed similar to the smell of feces, but if this smell is diluted, it will become the smell of three kinds of jasmine." Allen used a branch to pick out a few pieces of tofu stained with black.

"This thing is not easy to make," Allen said to Nick. "This is a traditional Eastern delicacy."

"I doubt it," Nick shook his head, "This one is not like the fish just now. Although the smell of that fish is very exaggerated to you, we ghosts will think it is food, but this one of yours... …”

"That's because it hasn't been cooked. You'll know later." Allen wiped off the brine on the surface of the tofu and fried it in a national oil pan.

At this time, two brothers, George and Fred, came over without knowing why.

"Aha, I knew Allen would be here." Fred ran over and stopped a few steps before he suddenly stopped, holding his nose and jumping back a few times. "What does this smell like? Are you cooking shit here?"

"You should have expected it a long time ago. Didn't you see the almost headless Nick here? Allen probably made food for him [you don't know what Youkang can eat?" George came over holding his nose.

With the curiosity of the Weasley twins, they must have been to the ghost's dinner party, and naturally they have witnessed the ghost's unique taste.

"Haha, you're right, Alan is indeed making ghost delicacies, but it's not just ghost delicacies, he is making delicacies that are very delicious for both wizards and ghosts." Nick said with a smile.

"That's impossible," Fred asserted. "No sane person can eat rotten food."

"So what we eat is not rotten food, but food with fermented flavor." Alan took out three pieces of fried to crispy stinky tofu from the oil pan. The dark color and unique smell attracted George and Frey. Virtue retreats.

"Don't give up on the delicious food that comes to your mouth because of prejudice." Allen said, "I can guarantee that the food is delicious."

"But you can't guarantee what will happen after you eat it." George touched his back with lingering fear, "I still feel pain."

"To be honest, you'll get used to the pain, but don't give up on spicy food just because of the temporary pain." Allen said, passing over the fried stinky tofu, "One piece per person (ghost)

Nick had no scruples, he laughed and took a deep breath and instantly hit his head. "Merlin's beard, this feeling, this wonderful taste... I feel like I have come to life, that unique taste is What?"

Umami, the taste of glutamic acid produced by protein fermentation, except for the Chinese, other countries do not have an accurate word to describe it.

Allen didn't explain. Seeing Nick's performance, he was absolutely sure that he had done nothing wrong, so he looked at George and Fred.

The two were still hesitating, mainly because Nick, as a ghost, was not a good reference. His taste was completely different from that of humans.

But they were very moved by Allen's recommendation. Although the food recommended by Allen may have side effects, the taste is absolutely nothing to say.

Just like the butter hot pot, both George and Fred are still recalling that feeling.

"Okay, let's eat." In the end, George gritted his teeth and took the lead in reaching out to pick up the piece of stinky tofu.

Fred watched from the side, just like the usual experiments, to ensure the safety of one person and prevent George from being knocked over by something with a strange smell.

George ate the stinky tofu as if he was dead. The smell had begun to spread. Just when he was ready to vomit, his eyes widened suddenly. …………***…….

The wonderful umami taste broke through the blockage of stinky smell and firmly occupied his taste buds [That wonderful feeling made George move his index fingers.

"George? Are you okay George?" Fred was still worried, but George picked up the remaining piece at lightning speed and ate it under Fred's shocked eyes.

"George!" Fred reacted immediately and threw himself at George, shouting, "You are eating alone!"

The two of them just got into a fight and rolled around on the ground [and then accidentally broke the glass bottle containing ten unknown birds that Allen had placed on the ground.

When the glass bottle shattered, an indescribable stench spread instantly, causing the Weasley twins who were rolling together to separate immediately, and then vomited violently.

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"What does this smell like!!!!" George and Fred screamed, rolling around and vomiting.

Allen's expression couldn't help but change. He took a few dozen steps back and looked at the bird from a distance. He didn't know whether it was dead or alive.

Nick couldn't bear it anymore and quietly retreated to Allen's side, asking with lingering fear, "What is that?"

Allen's face almost wrinkled, he thought for a while and said uncertainly, "It seems to be pickled puffin?"

"Pickled puffins? What's used to pickle this horrible smell? Feces?" Nick exclaimed, "I really can't imagine that this is the smell that food can give off. Even a ghost can't bear it."

"Uh... What you said is not wrong. It is indeed pickled with feces." Alan thought for a moment. "I remember it seems that the Eskimos would stuff the captured puffins into the intestines of seals." OK, bury it in the frozen soil for half a year and then take it out...

"How to eat?" Nick asked disgustedly and curiously.

"Uh... Sucking from the anus, I also heard someone introduce it. It is said that the viscera of the puffin and other things that have been fermented until soft are sucked into the mouth and eaten.

After listening to Allen's introduction, Nick was stunned for a few seconds, and the pale ghost's face became even paler.

"vomit!"

It turns out that psychological discomfort can even make ghosts vomit, even if nothing comes out. .