Hogwarts on the tip of the tongue

Ten minutes later, at Elena's insistence, Hannah and Luna, led by the Scamanders, left the kitchen and headed to the study on the second floor. Only Ai was left in the empty living room on the first floor. Lina and the sizzling oil pan.

Now, the happiness that the two little loli got from the wonderful dinner is quickly fading...

According to Dumbledore and Elena's previous arrangements, after finishing their daily Quidditch training, they also needed to complete some interesting "Hogwarts Summer Life" under the supervision and guidance of Mr. and Mrs. Scamander. , such as summer homework to consolidate the learning contents of the previous school year, and preview of the courses for the next year.

And when everything is on track, a certain white-haired dumpling who is the culprit will naturally not be able to escape the hole he dug.

Of course, at least tonight, Elena only has to face the sizzling oil pan for the time being, waiting for the clarified lard to boil out bit by bit in the pan, and the lard turns into pieces of crispy and delicious lard. The slag becomes the raw material for frying crisp whistle.

There is no need to think about trivial society and the future, and you can cook your favorite food as you like without being disturbed by anyone. All your energy is devoted to the ingredients in front of you. This is the highest healing for a food lover.

In the empty kitchen, staring blankly at the frying pan in front of her, Elena hadn't had such a relaxing break for a long time.

Since coming to this world, she has spent most of her time struggling to survive in this strange world.

Before entering Hogwarts, Elena's energy was mainly focused on how to maintain the three meals a day guarantee for the children in the orphanage together with Benitez. After entering Hogwarts, the responsibilities on her shoulders And the expectation of more is magnified countless times.

But Elena's rest was short-lived.

After a while, Tina Scamander's voice came from upstairs.

She was urging her husband to quickly go to the kitchen downstairs to help. Although in Tina's opinion, Newt might not be able to do much other than help wash the dishes and pass things around, but at least he was better than Chu in the study upstairs. It's much better to be in a daze.

Immediately afterwards, there was a creaking sound from the wooden spiral staircase.

This is the unique walking frequency of Newt Scamander. When he lands, he is fast and light, and there is a slight pause in the interval. In the wild environment, this can be said to be the easiest way to make animals put down their vigilance. Signal.

In other words - the way the apex hunter at the top of the food chain acts.

"Sorry, is there something on my face?" Newt scratched his cheek uncomfortably.

"It's nothing, I just heard the footsteps and subconsciously turned my head to take a look."

Elena shook her head meaningfully and returned her gaze to the sizzling oil pan in front of her.

There is no such thing as a perfect master ball in the wizarding world. As a master of magical animals, Newt Scamander’s extremely high success rate in “recovering” magical animals scattered around the world hides too many thought-provoking things. .

Grindelwald once commented when he was taking classes in Nurmengarde - No one knows how to hunt magical animals better than Newt.

Elena clearly knows that one of the reasons why the wizarding world values ​​Newt's opinions so much is because when an uncontrollable magical animal disaster occurs, Newt is definitely more trustworthy than Dumbledore. helper.

This is indeed the case. Under Newt's initiative, the progress of various associations has been much smoother than Elena imagined.

Newt Scamander is indeed a treasure wizard with endless potential.

only……

Elena glanced at the golden-brown pork suet in the pan and raised her eyebrows thoughtfully.

Just like boiling lard, don't be too hasty in some things. Cook patiently step by step, so that you can harvest mellow and milky lard, as well as fragrant and delicious lard residue that can be used to make crispy whistles.

Therefore, although the precious alone time was gone, Elena did not feel too much disappointed.

"So, Elena..."

Newt Scamander came down the stairs and stood for a moment at the edge of the open kitchen.

Seeing that the girl didn't seem to want to take the initiative to speak, Newt's eyes wandered between the sizzling oil pan and the pork belly and pork rinds arranged in categories on the counter. After hesitating for a few seconds, Asked proactively.

"Can I help you with anything? Or do you want to talk to me about something?"

Although according to Elena's previous statement, she hoped that he could help break down and cut the pork tissue, Newt knew very well that it was just a cover - after Elena's transformation, most of the The tissues and organs have been perfectly divided, and there is not much that requires him to perform secondary processing.

In fact, by the time he returned to the kitchen, even the dishes and cutlery in the sink had been cleaned.

Needless to say, there was no so-called help in cleaning the kitchen. What was waiting for him was just a private conversation from the underage devil.

"Oh, I haven't thought about it yet," Elena raised the corners of her mouth slightly and winked slyly, "As you can see, I have finished most of the finishing work in advance. As for the content of the conversation-this issue You should be the one asking me, not me asking you, right? If I guess correctly, you should have a lot of confusion in your heart at this time."

Elena stared at the iron pot in front of her carefully, carefully adjusting the size of the fire below and turning it to a simmer.

If you want the lard to have the most perfect color, then it is absolutely essential to add water and control the temperature over high heat first, because the oil will easily turn yellow and mushy after it boils. After adding water, the temperature can be maintained At a hundred degrees.

When the water is almost dry, it's time to really turn to a simmer and slowly release the oil.

For Elena, the cooking of another piece of "pork suet" has just begun.

"So!" Newt said with a strange expression, "You are instead helping me create opportunities to ask questions alone?"

"Yes." Elena said.

"For a moment just now, I almost thought it was Professor Dumbledore who was talking." Newt was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in disbelief, "What questions do I have that I need to ask you for confirmation alone? The Society of Magical Beasts has not yet Officially launched, as for cooking skills, and your past experiences - I am not one of those curious young people anymore."

"Oh? You make sense."

Elena stir-fried the lard cubes in the pot a few times, covered the pot again, and looked at Old Freckles quietly.

Pig skin will affect the efficiency of boiling oil, but this is not a very important factor. Compared with ordinary pork suet, it just takes a little more time, and time is exactly what Elena is richest at this time. That part.

"Don't look at me like that!"

Newt Scamander looked away unconsciously and said with some embarrassment, "Although I don't know who you learned it from, this method of communication is not suitable for an eleven or twelve-year-old girl like you. Do you really think...do you really think...that I will reconsider your so-called devilish plan?"

"Well--"

Elena shrugged, and the smile on her face became a little brighter.

"Actually, as you can see, I didn't say anything just now..."

Is this what Newt Scamander cares about? He figured it out easily. Sure enough, ginger is still hotter than old. The "elderly advice" Grindelwald sent over from the reserve grain is quite valuable. .

When facing an autistic person like Newt, it's best to let the other person take the initiative to speak, otherwise no matter how much you say, they will be ignored.

"Okay, if you really have anything to ask..."

After looking at Elena who was smiling but not smiling, Newt felt helpless and sighed silently.

Is this the little guy created by Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore?It was simply a fusion of the worst parts of those two old guys' personalities, especially when she was a mixed-blood Veela.

"Elena," Newt thought for a moment and said, "You think that for so many years, we have been dedicated to hiding the existence of magical beasts from Muggles and erasing the traces left by magical animals. This is actually a mistake. Something?"

"It's not a mistake, it's just a mistake." Elena said.

Then, she glanced at Newt, who was a little confused, and felt that she should explain it in more detail. After all, compared to people like Grindelwald and Dumbledore, this nearly [-]-year-old grandfather obviously had lower emotional intelligence. Billion points.

"This is true for the magical world, the non-magical world, and the magical animal world."

"All?" Newt frowned, "I'm not going to discuss anything about the integration of the non-magical world and the magical world here. The International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy may be unreasonable, but it does maintain two The stability of the world. At first, I thought you turned your attention to magical animals in order to solve people’s food problems.”

"Oh, yes," Elena nodded, "To live, this is the most basic desire of living beings. It seems that we have reached an agreement on this at least, but maybe you have a little misunderstanding……"

Elena narrowed her eyes, raised her index finger and spoke softly.

"This is not one of the reasons. On the contrary, in my opinion, it should be the final destination for most behaviors and thoughts. Magical animals are an integral part of the natural ecology, and artificially treat them as attributes of wizards. Separation, this is a very strange behavior in the first place - the food chain, this is just the easiest way for everyone to understand."

"I understand," Newt said, "Miss Kaslana, you think eating magical animals can solve the food problem of human society. Well, I mean, if the situation like what you describe is common in the non-magical world, If it exists——"

"Uh--"

Elena turned off the fire, carefully poured the lard into the pot prepared in advance, and used chopsticks to poke at the soft lard residue in the pot. Due to the lack of advance pickling process, it was difficult to make them. The standard is crispy.

However, if you add cooking wine, salt, soy sauce, brown sugar, and spice powder at this time, put it in the iron pan and continue stir-frying. When the lard residue begins to turn from golden to deep red, add a little more cold water to hide it. The remaining oil in the meat is chased out. Although it is not as tasty and crispy as the authentic crispy whistle, it can be regarded as a qualified delicious food.

"I can only say that this is a possibility... Strictly speaking, discovering the edible value of magical animals is a road that no one has traveled yet, but at the same time, it is not without reference in human civilization. New things."

Elena glanced at Newt, and after briefly cleaning up the remains of the pork suet in the pot, she picked up the pork neck on the side table and took out the cute little black cross. A gentle poke.

vera verto - Hecate of the polar night, unfold!

The next second, the piece of pork neck meat in the girl's hand instantly disintegrated, turning into small square pieces of meat one centimeter square and falling into the iron pot below, and the cross in her hand finally took its shape. A black metal spatula.

"As long as we can slightly verify the feasibility of some of them, then we can completely trace the source and try it at an earlier point in time. For example, for the production of 'crispy whistle', it is to change the ingredients from lard fat to Switch to pork neck meat with a more suitable meat quality. The amount of cooking oil is changed from [-]% to [-]%. Then, cooking wine, light soy sauce, mature vinegar... and various prepared spices are added, and the cooking is continued. Fried…rua!”

Amid the increasingly rich aroma of meat, Elena skillfully pulled the pot handle with her right hand.

The brightly colored, salty and refreshing crispy meatballs rose into the air as the girl moved the spoon, and then fell back into the pot like a waterfall, stirring and rolling. Newt, who had just finished his dinner, swallowed subconsciously.

Hell, he was actually a little hungry again.

This magical way of giving examples is really beyond Newt's imagination, and one has to admit that with the girl's skillful cooking skills and the rich aroma of meat lingering in the kitchen, the persuasive ability seems to be quite effective.

In any case, although Elena's description is a bit flattering, it also answers Newt's doubts.

On the other hand, and more importantly, the idea put forward by the girl is indeed the dream that Newt has wanted to do all these years, but has struggled to find a breakthrough - how to make the wizards in the magical world believe that magical animals The existence of is not a threat to the Secrecy Act.

"As for the food shortage you mentioned, I will go to Russia tomorrow. I still have many old friends there when I fought against Grindelwald decades ago - and then we will continue to discuss Fantastic Beasts Questions about it. Huh?”

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You don’t think the fat chicken is going to cuck again, do you?No way?No way?