hogwarts chef

On the line between life and death, Zhang Heyang's actions were funny, even a little stupid.

However, when he shouted these three words, the true energy around his body surged, the air around Zhang Heyang became stagnant, and Hai Dongqing's thunderous offensive seemed to be trapped by invisible ropes and stopped.

An indescribable fragrance floated in the air.

This fragrance is not strong or pungent, it is a faint fragrance, but it is like a hook, arousing the desire from the deepest level of people - or other creatures that need to eat.

Steamed lamb is a delicious dish made of lamb fetus and is a home-cooked dish.

The method of steaming sheep is in "Essential Art of Qi Min".It has been recorded in "Eating and Drinking Chapter", and the preparation method is detailed in "Shi Xian Hong Mi" of the Qing Dynasty. It was the first dish of the Manchu and Han banquets.

Hai Dongqing felt a sharp energy locking onto it, and the vigilance of thousands of years of cultivation made it let out a weird cry, turned over in the air, and faced it with its claws.

"Chong!"

A rain of blood exploded in the air, like a strange red firework exploding.

Hai Dongqing was shocked, screamed twice, flapped his wings, and retreated dozens of meters.

"Holy shit, isn't that too fierce?" Zhang Heyang opened his mouth wide, and the claws that could compete head-on with the innate spiritual treasure were actually cut by an inexplicable magic - or Taoist magic!

In fact, it was Zhang Heyang who didn't use the method of innate spiritual treasures, otherwise he wouldn't be able to withstand even a real ancient beast, let alone a mere monster Hai Dongqing.

But this magic knife is different.

Zhang Heyang looked at the magic blade that seemed to fly from the sky, and a strange feeling arose in his heart, as if he was looking at a recipe and materializing the cooking steps.

Yes, that’s right, just look at the recipe.To make steamed lamb, first gently cut open the coat of the unseen sheep fetus with a knife to release the amniotic fluid.Isn't the knife that just struck Hai Dongqing just like the first step in cooking?

Hai Dongqing looked a little panicked. It kept flapping its wings. The strength of the thousand-year-old monster was enough to set off a small storm on the ground.But here, at an altitude of more than 3 meters, it seems to be imprisoned by something, and it has no effect at all.

The huge sea turtle looked extremely hot for a while, and then seemed to be poured over the head with a basin of cold water, looking extremely funny.

"Put the pot on the fire, add boiling water, scald the sheep fetus until the sheep fetus skin stretches out, and then wash it with cold boiled water..." Zhang Heyang stared at the state of Haidongqing in front of him in stunned silence, and murmured a passage A recipe that popped into my head for no apparent reason.

"Could the next thing be..." Zhang Heyang flipped through the memories in his mind and continued: "Use a purple clay pot, add chicken soup, fresh milk, salt, chicken essence, green onions and ginger, white fungus and sheep fetus, seal it with tissue paper Stay at the mouth of the casserole and put it in a cage to steam to death?"

Sure enough, as he spoke, a giant purple thing covered Haidong Qing in it. Judging from the shape, wasn't it just a huge casserole?As magic power continued to pour in, it was like adding onions, ginger, garlic and other things to a casserole. Then the steam of magic power became more and more intense, and the situation of Haidongqing became more and more bad. In the end, even the neat clothes on his body were... The snow-white feathers were a little messy.

"real or fake?"

Hai Dongqing suffered a setback, and Zhang Heyang was completely free.He put his hands behind his back and stood on the flying sword, watching Hai Dongqing struggling in the invisible magic. He became playful for a moment, stretched out his hand and pointed at Hai Dongqing, recalling the magic he had just released. Feeling like this, I shouted again: "Steamed bear paws!"

Zhang Heyang felt a tingling sensation

The feeling flowed from his whole body and was released along the outstretched right hand. In the attribute panel, the blue bar dropped rapidly, and an invisible prison seemed to appear in front of him, trapping Hai Dongqing who had just escaped from the "Steamed Lamb" again. In it, unable to move.

"Wow!"

The shrill eagle cry shattered countless clouds high in the sky, and a deep murderous intent appeared in Haidong's amber eyes.

Who is that?It is the overlord of the sky that has existed in this high altitude for thousands of years. Since its birth, it has killed countless enemies. It has been roaming the sky for who knows how many years, but an inexplicable person appears on its territory, like a flying hairless monkey. The same guys are playing like this?

Its great God of Eagles vowed to kill this hairless monkey who was playing tricks on himself.

Hai Dongqing screamed fiercely, but Zhang Heyang ignored him. Want to hit me?Okay, come out of the magic first!

Zhang Heyang finished putting the steamed bear paws, and following the mysterious feeling that had not dissipated, he kept repeating the names of "steamed deer tail", "roasted flower duck", "roasted chick", etc., like a child encountering a novelty. toys, everything feels new, I want to try everything.

Magic spells of different shapes but all with great power appeared under his hands, which made Hai Dongqing scream in agony.The first three dishes were okay. Although it was very powerful, it relied on its thousands of years of cultivation to survive. However, the next three dishes were all made for poultry.For this Haidongqing, each one is more difficult to deal with than the last, and each one is more deadly than the last.

By the end, Hai Dongqing had been beaten to the point of losing his energy, and his whole body was as miserable as a drowned rat.

In fact, Zhang Heyang also took advantage. He has been cultivating for thousands of years in China, where the aura is so rich that it almost condenses into substance. At least his strength is not inferior to that of Voldemort. It is a pity that cultivators are ten times stronger in China. Zhang Heyang's The spell easily suppressed it.

The more Zhang Heyang opened his eyes, the brighter they became. He seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.When these magic spells are released, they are no less powerful than the large-scale magic spells released by Dumbledore and Leonard. They are no less powerful in terms of scope and power.

Moreover, the attack focuses on the soul, which is also rare in the magic world.Why is there no solution to the Killing Curse?Precisely because it directly targets the soul, once it is hit, known methods, except for a few ancient magics like Lily's for Harry, are basically unsolvable.

Zhang Heyang played for a while and found that he could only release the magic of six dish names at most. Steamed lamb, steamed bear paws, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose. So far, the magic power did not flow after the names of the following dishes were called out. It seems that stronger strength is needed to display the signs.

Moreover, this kind of dish name magic consumes too much magic power. After only six magic spells, Zhang Heyang's blue bar basically bottomed out.

"It's still useless!" Zhang Heyang sighed as he looked at his almost empty blue strips.

Fortunately, his words were blown away by the wind at an altitude of [-] meters in China, and no one heard him. Otherwise, this time it would have attracted all the wizards, including Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Big magic!If most people want to use it, they have to borrow alchemical magic props and magic circles to release it. You just name a few dishes and six of them pop up in a row. How can it be embarrassing for Voldemort, who has lost his nose for the sake of strength? ?

"Back off, I'm going to show off!" Zhang Heyang stretched out his hand, and a strange pink light appeared on his body. There was a kind of temptation that would make any creature addicted to it at a glance. A plain but majestic voice sounded. , like a god above the nine heavens, a classic sentence spit out from his mouth:

"Submit, or die."