[hp]Hogwarts Eastern Exchange Student

This week has been really bad. I was forced to agree to Mrs. Puddieff's competition, my first kiss was taken away by Harry, and the milk tea shop was confiscated by the deans.

"I'm tired, I'm tired, why don't I go back to Kunlun."

I was so helpless that I sat in the snow and made a snowball. I used my wand to draw a scar in the shape of glasses and a lightning bolt on the snowball.

"Well... Harry's head is now ready."

Passat took Harry's head and placed it next to Hermione and Ron's heads.

"Don't be so sad, it's just that the milk tea shop was confiscated." Passat clicked with his wand, and the three heads spun around in the air and performed acrobatics.

"Look away." Fred made a big snowman, and George next to him was trying to put the snowman's head on top.

"You three are quite open-minded..." That's my hard work this year! ! ! !

"Just build the milk tea shop again." "The important thing now is-" "We found a good thing."

George sat down next to Passat and mysteriously took out a piece of brown paper from his arms.

"What is this?" Passat took it over and looked at it over and over for a long time. "What's so strange about this? Is this kraft paper made of sheepskin?"

Fred raised his wand, cleared his throat, and pointed the tip of the wand at the brown paper, "I solemnly swear that I have done no good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene of Hogwarts gradually appeared on the brown paper, with various names dangling on it.

George and Fred stared at us with showy expressions, "How's it going? It's amazing."

"Well..." I looked at the Passat.

"Ah..." Passat glanced at me.

"Amazing!" We both said in unison.

"..."

"Am I the only one who thinks you two are not surprised at all?" Fred looked at George in confusion.

"You're not alone, brother." George nodded.

I laughed awkwardly and changed the subject, "Well... why don't you tell me how you two got this thing."

"Ha, it's a long story." Fred nuzzled closer to me, his tone proud.

"Didn't we go to Filch's for solitary confinement yesterday?" "Then we found that his drawer was open."

"I suspect he let us see it on purpose." "It must have been intentional."

"Then we took the map away." "Yes, of course."

George and Fred sang together and described the process of stealing the map in concise language.

The process was very aboveboard, and no one found out that they had stolen the thing.

"Why couldn't I find something like this when I was in solitary confinement?" Passat asked from the bottom of his soul.

"Maybe because they are Gryffindors?" I spread my hands.

We still have to understand the principle that supporting characters trigger hidden plots and pave the way for the protagonist.

Seeing that we were not interested at all, Fred was a little bored for a moment, holding the map and muttering to himself, "But the strange thing is, why do people always disappear inexplicably on the eighth floor? This map still has some flaws... …”

Eighth floor?

Disappeared inexplicably?

This plot seems a bit familiar...

After hearing this, the Passat next to him slapped his thigh, "Why didn't I think of that!"

I was startled by Passat's loud shout, and George, who was sitting next to him, jumped up in fright.

"What's wrong???"

"Quick, quick, quick! Talk as we walk!" Passat pulled me up and ran towards the building.

"Hey! We haven't finished explaining how to use this map yet!" Fred yelled.

"At least listen before you leave." George stood in front of us with a map.

Passat looked really anxious and pointed at the map with his wand, "The prank is over. I'm sorry, brothers, you can tell me all night when I come back."

After saying that, he pulled me and ran upstairs.

George: ...You know so much, but I’m still talking nonsense.

"Do we have to be in such a hurry?" I held my hand on the wall and gasped.

The Passat took me up to the eighth floor in one breath. The stairs in the middle changed several times. Not only did the Passat not stop, it also took me in a big detour to the stairs on the other side.

I was almost exhausted, but the Passat was only slightly out of breath and walked back and forth in front of a wall three times.

Just when I thought he was confused, a door suddenly appeared on the wall.

"This is..." The Room of Requirement! ?

"I just remembered this place." Passat rubbed his short flaxen hair in annoyance, opened the door and turned sideways to let me in.

Inside the door is a two-story space, laid out like a teahouse. In the middle is an empty lobby, surrounded by a wide corridor. There are separate compartments deep in the corridor, and there are surrounding stairs on both sides of the corridor.

Passat looked around, thought for a moment, and clapped his hands. The beams in the corridor on the second floor were hung with the colorful flags of the various houses of Hogwarts. The compartments were evenly divided into four parts, and each part was decorated with the colors of each house. color and name of the hospital.

The lobby in the middle is filled with scattered round tables and chairs, and the dishes are placed in a ring in the middle. There are a few big words on the sign above:

Red, yellow and green milk tea shop.

After the milk tea shop we put a lot of effort and effort into was confiscated, I thought that I would be satisfied if it could continue to operate, and I never thought that I could own such a large milk tea shop.

I rushed forward and gave the Passat a big hug.

"Hey, don't be so excited." Passat held me up with one hand to prevent me from falling.

"I love you so much." With tears in my eyes, I rubbed the Passat's neck.

"I can't help it, this is the consequence of having too much charm." Passat patted my back with the other hand, "Okay, now we have the props and stuff, I'll go find the materials for you. Don't forget, The day after tomorrow you will have a dessert competition with Mrs. Puddifu. If you have time to be moved, why not get down to business quickly."

When I mentioned this, I fainted again, jumped off the Passat, and walked to the cooking table to wash the ingredients very worriedly.

After practicing in the past few days, I finally made a qualitative breakthrough in my ideas about cakes.

The outer layer of cream is unexpectedly filled with popping candy, and the first layer of cake is made of a chiffon cake that is not common in the wizarding world and is also the most popular chiffon cake in milk tea shops.

The second layer of cake base is made from rice cakes that have been handed down from ancient times to our country. Rice is ground into powder, glutinous rice flour and sugar water are added to knead it, and then sifted into a mold to press it into shape.

In addition to the normal jam, the filling also has an extra layer of apple mousse custard. The custard is made from ice and is sweet but not greasy in the mouth. It is better to eat than the sweet cakes in the wizarding world. many.

As for the cake shape and decoration…

I don't have any good ideas right now.

After collecting the materials, the Passat hurried to class. I was making cakes alone in the Room of Requirement and suddenly felt a little lonely.

He then remembered that he had promised Sirius to bring him food yesterday, so he hurried to the kitchen and packed a large pile of chicken leg steak and French fries.

The house elf in the kitchen looked at me and hesitated for a long time, but in the end I didn't dare to say anything. I pretended to be calm, took the things and put them in the food box and ran away, feeling guilty as if I had gone to the kitchen to steal something.

"Hey! Big black dog!"

I stood at the edge of the Forbidden Forest and shouted for a while, then Sirius walked out slowly and called me twice as if to say hello.

"I brought you meat today!" I opened the food boxes and arranged them on the ground. Sirius looked at them for a long time, lowered his head and smelled them, then carefully picked up a piece and ate it.

While Sirius was eating, I looked at his current appearance carefully.

Maybe it's because I often lie down in the snow. The black hair doesn't look very dirty. There are a few wounds on the face hidden under the hair. It seems that the old wounds are not treated in time. There is a high chance that they will be damaged in time. Scars on the face.

I tentatively put my hand on his head. Sirius froze for a moment, resisting a little but unable to resist the temptation of delicious food. Finally, he complied and let me touch his head.

Seeing that Sirius didn't have much resistance, I took out a small bottle of golden sore medicine from the storage ring.

"This is medicine to treat wounds. It may hurt a little. You can't bite me for a while..."

Sirius looked up, then lowered his head to eat, as if he was at my mercy.

I took out a piece of gauze, dipped it in some gold sore medicine and gently wiped the wound on his face.

"Wang!"

Sirius screamed in excitement and immediately jumped to the side, his ears stood up and he stared at me unkindly, growling menacingly from his mouth.

Seeing him like this, a lot of thoughts went through my mind.

There is one thought that is the strongest and lingers in my mind.

If he bites me, do I need to get a rabies vaccine? ? ?

Sirius also felt that his behavior was a bit extreme, so he walked over to me and obediently extended his face to me to continue applying the medicine.

The subsequent treatment process was extremely smooth. He ate and I gave him medicine. One person and one dog got along extremely harmoniously.

"By the way," I took out another jar of jade cream from the ring and asked him hesitantly, "well, do you want to apply some of this? It won't leave any scars..."

Sirius was silent and looked at me motionless. Just when I wanted to take the Jade Cream back——

"Wang."

"?"

Sirius stretched his face over silently.

Hesitating for two seconds is the greatest dignity of this former Gryffindor school boy!