Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry.

Dudley shook the can in his hand: "This is a good thing, a very delicious food in Germany."

"It's called canned herring."

"Want to try it?"

Looking up at the starry sky pie is really not a dark dish in England. The specific origin is unknown, but the English do say that they have never eaten this dish.

Chapter 277 275 Delicious?I'll believe you if you say it

"Canned herring?"

Ron had never heard of this kind of food, but it did not hinder his curiosity about this kind of food, especially after hearing Dudley's praise, he wanted to taste the taste of this canned food even more.

But soon he regretted it

Hermione and Harry looked at each other, and the two had a tacit understanding and left the place without leaving a trace.

Obviously, both of them had seen canned herring.

Although Draco had never seen a can of herring, he was quick-witted and immediately followed after seeing Harry and Hermione's movements.

Neville didn't know why, so he sat and watched cheerfully.

Under Ron's expectant eyes, Dudley used a knife to pry open the can of herring. At that moment, Ron's face gradually changed from normal white and red to white and white, and then turned to white and purple. , and finally purple in black

"Ron, can you get used to this smell?"

"Brother D, don't talk, you stink."

"Clean up"

Casually released a spell to dissipate the extreme stench.

In fact, it was an exaggeration to say that the stench was extremely bad, at most it was slightly smellier than Wang Zhihe, which was within the acceptable range of normal human beings.

After all, the can of herring in Dudley's hand was neither expired nor spoiled.

Strictly speaking, canned herring is a relatively delicate can. Unlike most other cans stored at room temperature, it can only be stored in an environment of 4-6 degrees Celsius. Once the temperature exceeds this range, it is very easy to deteriorate.

The top of the can that is swollen is a can of herring that has deteriorated. This is caused by the expiration of the can or improper storage. The fish inside has basically turned into water. The taste of that is called a stinky authentic. I can use a description to evaluate it. Even the dry toilet is far inferior to it. The old man shook his head when he saw it, throwing it out can be used as a biochemical weapon, and the body odor of the troll must be bowed down, because it is not just as simple as canned herring, it should be called corrupted herring corpse water

Normal canned herring, if it has not deteriorated, smells bad, but it is still within the acceptable range of human beings, otherwise it cannot be called a German delicacy.

The herring inside is also not separated from the bones and flesh, and the whole piece of fish can still be seen.

For example, the can that Dudley just opened was not spoiled.

The correct way to eat canned herring is not to open it directly, but to process it before eating. If you eat it directly, you will only feel that the fish is salty, just like eating a mouthful of high-concentration salt water with a fishy smell. .

Dudley ignored the expressions of the others, and took out a huge glass bowl on his own, added a lot of ice water mixed with ice cubes and fresh lemon slices into it, and then put the fish in the can into pieces Take it out and put it in lemon ice water. The purpose of this is to remove the salt in the fish.

After a while, feeling that the salt was almost removed, Dudley fished out the fish meat, separated the fish meat from the fish bones, the soft fish meat was quickly picked out, and took out a small knife to chop the fish meat.

Topped with toasted bread slices, chopped onion and fresh cream cheese.

One of the ways to eat canned German herring is completed.

Gently sniffing the smell, the original fishy smell has been much lighter because of the relationship between lemon and ice water, which is equivalent to the smell of normal stinky tofu.

It is already edible when it is made here.

At this time, Hermione came over and asked Dudley for a portion. She opened her teeth lightly, and under Ron's horrified gaze, she took a bite lightly. The unique taste filled the taste buds, and her face was full. The look of enjoying.

Crispy and crunchy bread slices full of malt aroma, with lemon water to remove a lot of salty fresh fish, the unique smell of onion conceals the fishy smell of the fish itself, paired with the delicate and slightly sour taste of cream cheese, it tastes a bit Like a sardine sandwich, but better.

"Pretty good." Hermione gave a high evaluation.

Hermione can accept the special food of many countries, similar to Dudley, unless it is something that looks disgusting, the process of making it is disgusting, and the taste is even more disgusting, otherwise they can eat both.

For example, the Eskimos' special delicacy, a dark dish that was even more terrifying than stargazing pie-pickled puffin, Hermione and Dudley couldn't accept it.

"Want to eat?" Dudley handed the other slice of bread to Ron.

Ron's head shook like a rattle.

Although the smell just now dissipated a lot, it left a deep impression on him.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would never take a bite of this thing.

Rotten fish in bread, this is Ron's evaluation of this food.

Dudley shook his head, feeling a little pity, this is an authentic German delicacy.

At least better than the unknown food on the Hogwarts table.

The premise is that you can accept this taste, even stinky tofu is not acceptable to everyone.

Like Harry, he couldn't accept the smell.

And Hermione just didn't like the smell when it was just opened, but she still liked it when it was done.

"And what about Neville?"

Dudley handed the slice of bread to Neville, Neville's performance was much better than Ron's, and he happily took the slice of bread.

Take a bite and be captivated by the unique flavor, and eat it in two or three bites.

"tasty."

Neville's evaluation is also quite high.

"Seriously, Roland, don't you really think about trying it?"

Seeing that Neville also ate it with his usual expression, Draco asked curiously.

"I'll eat it if you say it's delicious." Ron replied without thinking.

Draco looked at Neville who had already ordered the third serving, then at Hermione who was eating the second serving, and at Dudley who was eating while cooking and didn't know which order he had.

"Brother D, give me one."

"Here"

Taking the bread that Dudley handed over, Draco took a hard bite.

"The flavor is unique, a bit like the local food I ate in the permanent neutral country and Athens, very delicious."

Draco gave a higher level of evaluation, and pouted at Ron: "Really don't think about trying it?"

Ron stared at Draco: "I'll believe you if you say it."

Draco, who was chewing, froze, and glanced at Ron expressionlessly.

'It's meaningless for you to say that. '

Wanting to swallow but unable to swallow, he could only silently put down the bread, took out a towel and spit out what he had just eaten.

This thing doesn't go along with Draco's taste, he just did that to trick Ron into eating it, who knows that the other party won't be fooled.

It really deserves to be Huanxi and Huanxi's two lovers, their tastes are so similar.

Oh, and there's Harry hiding away.

It is indeed a new generation of iron triangle.

Chapter 278 276 Magic Soup Master?

In Potions class, Snape was teaching how to make an antidote to a potent wizard's poison.

Some of Durmstrang's students sat nervously on their seats, eager to write down every word Snape said, while the other part stared blankly at the ceiling, no longer aware of fugue. Where did it go.

In order to prevent Hogwarts from cheating and to better monitor the every move of the two Hogwarts warriors, Karkaroff took the initiative to let all the students except Victor go to the fourth grade.

When he wanted to come to the sixth grade and go to the fourth grade, there would be no pressure in his studies. Who would have thought that the fourth grade at Hogwarts would be so perverted. The learning progress far exceeded the sixth grade level.

The result of this is that they can't keep up with the progress even more. Just imagine, a group of students who believe in happy teaching suddenly come to Haidian and Huanggang, and then study with the students there, do the questions and take the exam

Oh my, my scalp is numb.

Even if I wrote everything down verbatim, I still couldn't understand what Snape was talking about.

Unable to adapt at all, many Durmstrang students chose to give up.

Snape didn't bother to care about them, after all, he wasn't his student, and it had nothing to do with him whether he learned from good or bad.

Ron lay down on the table without love: "Can't the school get some normal food?"

Since experiencing the smell of canned herring with Dudley and the others that day, Ron hasn't eaten well during this time.

Nothing tastes good, and he has no appetite at all. His mind is full of the smell of canned food, and he is indifferent even when he puts his favorite big chicken drumsticks in front of him at noon today.

Well, the main reason is to cater to Beauxbaton's taste. Today's chicken drumsticks are sweet, with a thick layer of jam and sugar sprinkled on top.

Sweet chicken drumsticks, is that for people?This is the biggest disrespect to chicken legs.

Unsurprisingly, Ron, who was lying on the table, was spotted by Snape.

"Wetherby, get out of bed and go to sleep."

Come on, now not only the first name, but even the last name is wrong.

But Ron didn't care.

As a pure foodie, you can't even care about eating, so what is there to be afraid of?

Mr Ronald was fearless.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance entered Ron's nose, which was a fragrance that he had never smelled before. At that moment, he suddenly became energetic and suddenly raised his head to look around.

'Someone cooks in Potions class? ! '

Soon, the strange smell became stronger and stronger, permeating the entire classroom, not only Ron, but also everyone else.

Snape's face was sullen, black as if smeared with ink.

Apparently he smelled it too.

It's audacious for someone to cook and eat in his class.

Did he take him as the Potions Professor seriously?

He wants to see who dares to be so bold, and he must first taste the poison of the antidote taught today.

Did he really think Snape had a good temper?

Immediately, sharp eyes swept over Durmstrang's position, scaring the group of young wizards to shrink back desperately, for fear of being targeted by Snape.

no not them

Snape, who found nothing, looked back regretfully.

If it's not from another school, it's Hogwarts

Start with the boldest Gryffindor.

Still nothing.

Snape frowned, if it wasn't Gryffindor, it could only be Slytherin (Potions class, Gryffindor and Slytherin are bound classes).

Following the scent, his eyes fell on the front row of Slytherin, where Dudley was sitting.

Dudley's cauldron was steaming at the moment, and Snape saw him drop a handful of coriander into it.

"Mr. Dursley, I think you'd better explain to me why you cook in my class."

Snape looked very angry. Although his tone was calm, there was an unimaginable murderous intent in his eyes, and he directly called Dudley by his last name.

Dudley did have the privilege of doing other things in Potions, but that wasn't his reason to cook in Potions.

Who gave him the guts? !

Even as Snape's favorite student, if he didn't give him a reasonable excuse, Snape would give him a good look.

The little wizards around shrank back unconsciously. They didn't want to be affected, and Dudley should bear Snape's anger alone.

"Professor Snape." Dudley raised his head, threw the chopped onion into the cauldron, and took a serious look at Snape: "I'm brewing a potion."

"What are you talking about?"

As if he didn't hear clearly, Snape's voice raised several decibels, and his tone became more and more dangerous: "Please repeat what you just said."