Pokémon the Dream: Eevee's Journey of Change

Looking at Donald cooking enthusiastically,

The three of them suddenly had the urge to doubt their lives.

After a while,

He cut a whole fish into evenly thin slices, so thin that they were almost transparent.

【Fish: My short yet long life. 】

Next, Donald gently placed the cut fish fillets into a clean white porcelain bowl.

He picked up the salt shaker skillfully and shook his wrist gently.

Tiny grains of salt were sprinkled all over the fish fillets, evenly covering them.

Look, look.

Looking at the stunned crowd, Donald raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a sly smile.

He was secretly pleased with himself:

"How about it? Are you shocked by my superb skills?"

It's normal for a fox to handle fish, right?

after all,

Foxes often eat fish and eat them in various ways. Doesn't that make sense?

These are the experience and skills he has accumulated over the years!

Hermione didn't know what to say.

She stared at the fish in Donald's hand with wide eyes in disbelief, and a strong feeling of frustration surged in her heart.

She couldn't help but think:

"I am not as good as a fox..."

She realized that there were many things in this world that she could not imagine.

If there weren't other people around,

If she is no longer the innocent little girl,

I'm afraid she really won't be able to help but scream.

At this moment, her heart was filled with loss and frustration, and she even had an urge to stop trying.

Don’t bully others like this. I am actually not as good as a fox!

However, Hermione also understood that this was only a temporary emotional reaction.

She knew that she needed to continue learning and growing in order to become a truly outstanding magician.

And Donald was an eye-opener for her.

Seeing Hermione's stunned look, Donald chuckled.

Subsequently,

Donald added some cooking wine and starch, and stirred it gently with chopsticks to allow the fish fillets to fully absorb the aroma of the seasoning.

“Then it’s time to bake.”

Donald heated the pan and poured in a little cooking oil. When the oil temperature rose, it made a crackling sound.

Donald's eyes were focused and meticulous, and his movements were rhythmic and elegant, as if he was performing a solemn ceremony.

"Needs to quench in the pan for 3 minutes"

He quickly added ginger slices and scallion segments, and the aroma of scallion and ginger spread instantly.

As Donald stir-fried the food, the aroma of green onion and ginger became more and more intense, making people salivate.

A delicious fish fillet soup is now ready.

Donald carefully poured the fish soup into a bowl and brought it to the table.

Smelling the tempting aroma, the three of them couldn't help but swallow it.

A gurgling sound like flowing water came from the throat.

Ok.

They had to admit that the food Donald cooked did look very tempting, exuding a rich aroma that made people salivate.

I'm so greedy.

Donald looked at Harry, Hermione and Ron triumphantly, his eyes full of pride and anticipation.

He gave a sly smile and said jokingly:

"Booey, Booey."

(“How was it? Were you impressed by my cooking skills?”)

With a harmless look, he waved at Harry and the others.

Then, Donald made a "please" gesture and invited the three to taste it.

Harry, Hermione and Ron didn't say no.

I couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and carefully scooped up a spoonful of fish soup.

, blew it gently, and then slowly put it into your mouth.

The freshness of the fish fillet and the aroma of green onion and ginger blend perfectly, leaving you with an endless aftertaste.

After tasting it, Hermione's eyes lit up immediately and she couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Wow, this is delicious! This tastes just amazing!"

Ron also echoed:

“Yeah, this is the best fish soup I’ve ever had!”

While eating, Harry gave Donald a thumbs up to show his approval of his cooking skills.

Donald watched them eat with gusto and felt a sense of accomplishment.

He felt that his efforts were not in vain, and that being able to make everyone enjoy delicious food and feel happy was the greatest satisfaction.

If there is a God of Cookery competition now,

Donald's position among the younger generation can be appropriately described in four words: unparalleled.

"Wow, this fragrance is so tempting!"

"what?

What is this smell? It feels so special!"

"Did the kitchen add any new food for us today?"

"I don't know, but I think this smell is coming from Harry's table."

"Ah? Is this true? Could it be that the pet fox next to Harry did this?"

"It should be this one. I just saw it taking out a lot of delicious food from its arms."

"No way, a fox can cook? What a joke!"

"Really? This fox is a transfer student brought into the school by Headmaster Dumbledore himself."

“Oh my god, this fox can cook!

“And they taste better than humans!”

"What is going on in this world? Am I dreaming?"

"Also, did you notice the cat? Where did it get so many things from?"

The little wizards around couldn't help but be attracted by Donald, and each of them showed a look of surprise.

Their expressions gradually became stiff, as if they had seen Voldemort.

Just then, Professor Flitwick walked into the cafeteria.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a lot of noise inside, just like a vegetable market.

He couldn't help but frown, his heart full of doubts.

However, when he looked in the direction of the voice and saw Harry and his group enjoying their meal, he was stunned.

"Children, please make way. I'll go over first!"

Professor Flitwick walked quickly towards Donald, and the other students made way for him.

He looked at Donald in disbelief.

Then he turned to look at the other students and asked:

"How is this going?"

One student stammered:

"Professor... this fox... it's cooking..."

"Fox...cooking..."

Professor Flitwick rubbed his eyes, and after making sure he had heard correctly, he gave a puzzled smile.

Professor Flitwick was facing Harry and asked seriously:

"Harry, tell me, what's going on? Why is it so noisy here?"

Harry stood up quickly and explained nervously:

"Professor, I'm sorry, but Ibrahimovic made some delicious food and everyone is very interested."

Professor Flitwick looked at the food on the table, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"It really is a meal cooked by a fox."

"It's amazing! I didn't expect there is such a special fox in our academy!"

he exclaimed.

"Professor, this fox's cooking is so delicious!"

A student looked at Harry and his group who were eating with gusto and couldn't help but say.

"Yeah, I've never seen such delicious food!"

Another student echoed.

Professor Flitwick smiled and nodded, he was very surprised at Donald's cooking skills.

"This fox is a genius!"

Professor Flitwick exclaimed.

He looked at Donald and a friendly smile appeared on his face.

"What's your name, fox?"

Professor Flitwick asked curiously.

Donald blinked, pointed to the name tag on his chest, and replied:

"Buy."

Professor Flitwick looked in the direction Donald pointed and saw the name tag on Donald's chest.

"Ibrahimovic, your cooking skills are amazing!"

Professor Flitwick exclaimed.

When Donald heard the praise, he wagged his tail proudly, expressing his confidence in his cooking skills.

Professor Flitwick looked at Donald with curiosity and fondness.

He decided to pay more attention to this special fox in the future.

Professor Flitwick was very satisfied with Donald's performance and asked again:

"By the way, Ibrahimovic, can I have a taste of your cooking?"

Donald stretched out his arm without hesitation and made a "please" gesture to Professor Flitwick.

He was full anyway, so he didn't care if anyone tasted his food.