Hogwarts Pet Master

Hagrid walked into the tent, holding a large plate of milk foam rock biscuits. He looked at the bandage on Kerry's face and said unbearably: "You are being too cruel. Although you can be cured by taking the recovery potion in a day, you can't be so harsh."

"It doesn't matter if it hurts me, but my heart aches. I didn't expect these people to ignore our friendship at all and beat me up just for trivial matters." Kerry looked like he was filled with hatred and pain.

Seeing Kerry's appearance, Hermione walked over and pulled off the bandage. Hagrid saw a red toad-paw-shaped handprint on Kerry's face, but the rest of it was still white.

"As you can see, Hagrid was slapped on the face by Leif, and then the red mark couldn't dissipate immediately, so he put on a bandage and pretended to be pitiful and said he was injured by us." Hermione said angrily. Pointing at Kerry.

"Well, the weather today seems to be pretty good. We should go out for more walks in this weather." Kerry forced the topic to change, but what he got in exchange was a period of silence. "He kept staring at each other."

"Okay, don't blame Kerry. He is just doing it for your own good." Hagrid interceded as a peacemaker.

"Actually, we don't blame him. It's because we are too weak. If we had the same strength as him, that would be fine." Harry sighed at the end. He blamed himself for being weak and not being able to help when something happened. Busy.

"Okay, you are all still children. This is the first time I have seen a genius like Kerry in so many years. You can't be led astray by him. Don't think you are weak." Hagrid comforted him. He obviously felt that These children have set the standards too high, which is not conducive to their growth.

"Hey guys, it's not a good sign that you have lost confidence in yourself. For you now, I may be a genius, but that's not the case. I just mastered the knowledge that belongs to an adult wizard more quickly. Maybe everyone thinks that I am a genius. As an adult, I have become ordinary." Kerry sighed.

"Yeah, I don't think we should be downcast, especially Harry and Hermione. You have already been at the top of the list not long after you have been exposed to magic. I believe you will surpass Kerry one day." Neville said excitedly.

"Yes, that's right, we will definitely surpass the so-called geniuses."

Kerry, who wants to surpass my non-existence, thought this in his heart, but did not say it out loud to avoid damaging the confidence of several little brats again.

Hagrid was very happy. As a wizard born in Gryffindor, he also hoped that the children in his academy could be better.

"By the way, you want to teach Winnie how to make delicious food" Hermione asked.

"What I want to teach him is the famous hand-beaten beef balls from the ancient East." Kerry said proudly.

"That name is a bit..." Ron looked disgusted.

"You guys are so superficial. How can you underestimate a dish just because of a name?"

"Well, you can make it first and let us try it."

"Hey, I can't do it. Anyone who can make this dish is strong and strong." Kerry explained. "Hagrid, please take out the meat, eggs and hardwood sticks I asked you to prepare last night."

After a while, Hagrid came in with a large piece of beef, a plate of egg whites that had been separated, two thick wooden sticks and a small but hard stone table.

"These should be fine," he said.

"certainly"

"Wenbi took the wooden stick and smashed the beef on the table with all his strength." Kerry said in a tone that sounded like the start of a good show.

Wenbi roared, then picked up a thick wooden stick on each side and continuously smashed the beef on the stone table.

Hermione and others swallowed their saliva. They were a little frightened when they saw this scene. They felt that under such a powerful blow, their lives would definitely be at stake, so they consciously retreated a little further.

Soon, under the huge brute force, the tendons of the beef were broken, and the beef was slowly beaten into mud.

Kerry watched the beef become cooked, took out a packet of spices from his pocket, poured an appropriate amount of it, and then shouted: "Put the beef into the egg whites and stir quickly."

Under Wen Bi's brute strength and speed, the two ingredients quickly merged into one piece.

"Rub them into small balls." Kerry said again. He never thought about letting the troll take shape with a spoon, that would be too embarrassing for him.

After a while, "meatballs" as big as Kerry's fist were on the plate. Under Kerry's guidance, Wen Bi put the meatballs into the pot to steam them himself.

Fifteen minutes later, a perfect plate of hand-beaten beef balls was presented in front of several people.

Without waiting for Kerry to say anything, several people ate it directly. The meatballs were too big for ordinary children, so Hermione and the others divided them into four portions and ate them together, while Hagrid was about the same size as Winnie. For people, this meatball is just right.

“Yeah, it’s so delicious.”

“Why is a meatball so bouncy?”

""

There were bursts of exclamations.

"Is it because of your spices that it's so delicious?" Hermione asked.

"Even if you only give it salt, the beef balls won't be any worse." Kerry smiled. "As I said at the beginning, this dish requires sufficient physical strength and strength. The trick is to create a chewy texture through constant beating and rapid stirring with egg whites."

"This is really a delicacy tailor-made for the Wenbi tribe." Hagrid had to sigh. The troll's strength and endurance were born to make this delicacy.

"belch"

Ron is still talking here, but Ron is already full, and he has been conquered by the meatballs.

Wenbi is also very happy to eat now. This is a delicacy made by himself, and he feels a lot. "Thank you, my good partner, Kerry."

"Partners don't need to be so polite."

"Kerry, I admire you so much. I even wonder if what I just said about surpassing you was just a joke." Harry smiled sadly. "Magic, music, food, it seems that all kinds of problems can't trouble you"

"Harry, I just read more books and have a little more time to think than you do." Kerry smiled.

"It makes me even sadder when you say that. It feels like I have become a person who doesn't like to think in your eyes."

"Hey, you are such a real person, why do you always say these true things?"

After hearing what the other party said, Harry said calmly: "Can I hit you again? This time I guarantee it will be a slap in the face."

Kerry immediately retracted his smile and said seriously: "We are all good kids. Fighting can't happen to us. If you really can't help it, I can let my little friend Wen Bi fight with you."

"Roar" Wenbi understood what Kerry meant, and it roared towards Harry.

Harry shivered under the attack of the other party's bad breath.