Hogwarts wizard

1991, England.

Magruna Street is as bustling as ever. A female worker is polishing a pair of relatively clean leather shoes. The owner of the fruit stall next to him is sitting and reading a newspaper. The red double-decker bus is slowly driving over. After arriving at the station, the bus The people who got on got off the bus slowly.

"Sorry, I can borrow it!"

The childish voice rang out, and a little boy walked quickly through the crowd of people getting off the bus, and walked forward quickly without stopping.

"Feel sorry……"

Before the crowd closed, a little girl followed the boy's steps and squeezed out of the crowd.

The people behind them who were pushed away did not blame them, but expressed some emotion that it is good to be young. The red bus drove away, revealing the old stop sign, which made a "clicking" sound in the wind.

"Jeral, give up! It's too late." Looking at the little boy walking faster and faster, the little girl shouted breathlessly.

Jellal did not stop his steps, but continued to walk forward, "Hermione, we always have to have hope until the last moment."

"But you've already had lunch..." Hermione felt that hope was too slim. Even if it was too late, could he succeed?

"Believe me, that lunch will not affect my challenge."

"But that portion is said to be hard for three adults to finish, not to mention you are only eleven years old."

"Don't worry, Hermione, I think I've digested it all this way."

Hermione was obviously unable to shake the little boy's progress. Between the questions and answers, Jellal and Hermione finally arrived at a barbecue restaurant in an alley.

Will's Barbecue House.

In a shop that specializes in large portions of barbecue, as long as you eat three kilograms of barbecue within half an hour before twelve o'clock today, you can get 100 pounds. When Hermione brought this news to Jellal, the time had already passed. There wasn't much left, but he still wanted to give it a try.

"Mr. Will, can you still challenge?"

There were just two tables in the shop. The tables were wiped clean, but there seemed to be some old oil stains on the table corners and chairs, exuding a strong aroma of barbecue.

"Oh, dear Jellal, is Ms. Nancy okay? You can take a rest first. There is still time."

Will looked at the child in front of him. The shabby clothes were piled with many patches and were washed a little white. The fine black hair had a hint of purple, which was especially beautiful in the sun. The facial features were exquisite, and there was always something hanging on his face. The faint smile, especially the pair of purple eyes, seems to suck people in after looking at it for a long time.

"Mr. Will, Mr. Will?"

Jellal yelled several times before Will recovered from his eyes.

"Oh, Jellal, wait a minute, I'm going to get the barbecue."

Jellal looked at his fat body, which must have weighed one hundred and fifty kilograms, and thought to himself that this must be a relatively wealthy family among the ancients, who could have raised himself to be so fat and white.

That's right, he came from 3012 in the interstellar calendar. At that time, there were no such delicious foods. No one's weight would reach this level after long-term nutrient intake. And he was an archaeologist, and in name only nutritionist.

The food in the interstellar era is full of various nutrients. I used to be quite proud of the title of nutritionist, but since I traveled to this prosperous "ancient" England.

He felt that he should be called "the drink maker."

As for the reason why he traveled through time, oh! It must have been a prank by God. In the summer of 3012, his archaeological team discovered a cemetery of ancient people. There were several stone slabs in it, which were very similar to the turtle shells described in ancient culture. There were Various strange-shaped characters must be oracle bones recorded in books!

For them in the interstellar age, it was very abstract, but in his eyes, those words were like little tadpoles, coming to life, wandering around, seeing a person wielding an ax, and seeing those who had long ago The extinct flowers and plants, and finally the tadpoles got into every pore of themselves, and then they opened their eyes and came here.

He was unfortunate. His father disappeared before he was born. His mother went to find his father after giving birth to him, leaving him only a name - Gerald Delaps. A year later, he was found out to be a Muggle by his family and was cruelly thrown at the door of the orphanage. .seven

He was lucky. Ms. Nancy picked him up and treated him very well. Ancient Chinese said that a favor must be repaid. His wish since he was a child was to make Ms. Nancy's orphanage not be so poor.

Ancient Chinese also said that it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. He thought about it and realized that he did not seem to have any practical skills. After all, the products of the interstellar age could not be realized here. However, his brain was better than ordinary people. Make some.

There is also more food to eat than ordinary people.

"The barbecue is coming, Jellal, do you want to start the time now?"

Jellal nodded and stuffed the roast into his mouth under the watchful eyes of Will and Hermione. The salty taste hit his taste buds.

In fact, three kilograms of beef does not seem to be too much, especially to Jellal, but beef is more filling, which is why most people cannot succeed in the challenge.

"Slow down, drink some Coke." Hermione looked at Jellal with admiration in her heart. Jellal has made a lot of money over the years and saved it. After all, donations from the public cannot help orphans. to fill the bellies of the children in the hospital.

"Hermione, pour me a glass of ice water." Jellal smiled helplessly, aerated drinks were really not suitable for this occasion.

Will did not bother Jellal. He stayed on the same street for so long. From the bottom of his heart, he hoped that Jellal would succeed in his challenge. Perhaps because of his dignity as a man, Jellal did not need charity from others.

He swallowed the meat in his mouth with a mouthful of ice water. I don't know what method Will used. The beef taste was very strong, but it was not bad at all.

As the last mouthful of meat was swallowed, Will stopped the timer!

"The challenge is successful!"

He showed Jellal and Hermione the time, there were still twenty seconds left.

Jellal said calmly, "The large pieces of beef are first marinated with sea salt and fine Dalle black pepper. When roasting, brush some honey water on it, and use low heat to make the outside crispy and sweet, and the inside The juice is completely locked in, and paired with rosemary and basil leaves, Mr. Weir, this is really a feast for the taste.”

"Oh, dear Jellal, you are great, absolutely right. If you can, you will definitely become a very powerful barbecue restaurant owner."

Will was not stingy with the praise in his heart. Jellal has always been excellent. Hermione also looked at Jellal with admiration. This "neighbor" was excellent in every aspect, and he surpassed her in every aspect. She was aroused. She has a strong competitive spirit.

As time goes by, she feels more and more that this is a gap that is difficult to cross, but she will not give up!

Jellal was a little helpless and thought, maybe I can do something else.