[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of pear trees bloom

Kong Yun shook his head: "Nothing."

Unsuspectingly, I went back to England 1000 years ago, which coincided with the establishment of Hogwarts thousands of years ago. Everything I encountered since the trip to the Forbidden Forest seemed like a completely unexpected dream. It's just that all this in front of him made him more realistic about the environment and situation he was facing at this time.

This is not the British wizarding world that has basically settled down 1000 years later.But another dark, poor and chaotic age.

"I've been researching some spells about cheese recently." Helga sat down beside him, and handed the long white loaves of bread that she baked with magic to the three of them respectively, without adding any other ingredients. But just that faint fragrance is already very exciting.

When she said this, she smiled slightly apologetically: "But there is no result yet, so I can only treat you to ordinary white bread for the time being."

Kong Yun asked uncertainly: "Cheese? Is it the milk that has been condensed and fermented?"

"Yes." Thinking that Kong Yun was interested in this, Helga patiently explained: "Compared with other materials, milk is not very valuable in Muggle society, because they don't know how to sterilize and Keeping fresh milk, and not sure what to do with it - however, I stumbled across that fresh milk seems to be sterilized by some special method, if it is condensed into lumps and made into cheese bread with flour, the taste It'll be pretty good."

"...You mean, through magic, the milk is directly fermented?"

"That's right," Helga nodded, with a regretful expression on her face, "It's just that since the first time I made cheese by accident, it's been a long time since I made any progress or clues."

Kong Yun hesitated for a while, then turned his gaze to the glass of milk that Helga brought over by the way: "This...can you give me a try?"

try it?

After taking the still-fresh glass of milk from Helga, Kong Yun recalled the spell he had accidentally seen, took out his magic wand from his pocket, and waved it lightly——

A cheese bread that looks very similar to the finished product after a thousand years is slowly forming in his hands at a speed visible to the naked eye.At the same time, a very light milky fragrance mixed with the fragrance of bread spread in the air.

It seemed that Hogwarts had students who were interested in food spells. Helga glanced at him in surprise, and then commented pleasantly: "It looks pretty good—would you mind giving me a taste? ?”

Pretty good?

Kong Yun lowered his head, and fell into deep doubts about the piece of bread that could not be considered good in appearance anyway.Wasn't Professor Helga really trying to comfort him?He turned his head slightly, just in time to meet Salazar's surprised look, and he definitely looked more than disdainful...

Just when he was hesitating whether to take the initiative to destroy the bread in front of him instead of hurting others with dark cooking, Helga had already taken the cheese bread he handed over, and divided it into three by the way, giving it to Salazar and De Laco handed over a copy by himself.

The first one to comment was Salazar, who didn't seem to be trying to comfort others anyway: "Not bad." Feeling the soft and fragrant bread between his lips and teeth, Head Slytherin's eyes brightened obviously, Almost in a tone of rare approval: "The standard is much higher than that of Godric and Rowena."

Kong Yun: ……………

What does it feel like to be praised by one of the four founders of Hogwarts for being better than two of them?

He was a little confused.

"The bread is a little burnt, the cheese is unevenly distributed, and it's a bit sweet and bitter..." As the only honest person who still retains the food aesthetics of thousands of years later, Draco seriously commented: "But as a novice, overall not bad."

When Draco said this, Helga was a little surprised: "Is this the first time you have used a food spell?"

When she asked this, Kong Yun became even more embarrassed. The junior Hufflepuff touched his nose in embarrassment, a little annoyed at his habit of subconsciously wanting to try spells: "...I just accidentally turned over a spell in school. Two books on food spells, including "Magic Your Cheese", although I remember the spells, but I haven't practiced them on purpose."

No matter at home or at Hogwarts, he doesn't need to learn to cook, and he doesn't have time—not to mention, just four books and five classics, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and hops are enough to deprive him of his childhood.

"I'm not trying to comfort you, this is the first time you've done it, it's already very good." Seeing Kong Yun's annoyance, Helga smiled. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Kong Yun always felt that, The red-haired witch looked a little happier, and she invited with a smile: "I don't know if I have the honor to invite you to study this aspect of spells together? I am worrying about these aspects-you know , I have to get the recipes ready for the kids before Hogwarts officially starts."

Studying...food spells?

This completely unexpected invitation made Kong Yun feel a little overwhelmed for a while, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed completely reasonable: in fact, this is the field that Hufflepuff is passionate about and good at. Academia and magic, Hufflepuff is always more willing to make more practical inventions to improve the quality of life.

Thinking about it this way, the reactions of Professor Gryffindor and Professor Ravenclaw seem not difficult to understand.

In Europe during the Middle Ages, the food dilemma was certainly related to economic conditions, such as the firewood needed to bake bread.But this is only for Muggles. For wizards like Helga Hufflepuff, as long as they can create new food spells, their daily diet problems can be solved very quickly .

In Kong Yun's memory, until he came here, the traditional food left by Helga Hufflepuff still existed on the dining table at Hogwarts, and it has not been replaced by thousands of years. Times out.

In other words, Helga Hufflepuff was almost 1000 years ahead of her time when it came to cooking.

"Of course it would be my pleasure—if I can be of any help to you."

Compared with research on potions, transfiguration, divination, etc., food spells seem to be the most insignificant kind, but Kong Yun doesn't think so. Sometimes, blindly obsessed with studying advanced magic, it may not What a good thing, occasionally stopping to explore more practical magic, maybe there will be other gains, not necessarily.

When they were away from home, they lived in the harsh Middle Ages. The four of them were not picky about food. After a simple dinner, the night outside the window gradually darkened. I couldn't help asking: "Professor Hufflepuff... Aren't you curious about what happened after Hogwarts?"

It was something he and Draco had been hesitant about.

According to the records in "Hogwarts, a School History", Salazar Slytherin would leave Hogwarts after a quarrel with Godric Gryffindor because of the conflict of ideas, which made Hogwarts The two have been hesitating for a while, whether to tell the story, so as to avoid history from repeating itself.

When he said this, both Salazar and Helga were taken aback.After a brief silence, Salazar chuckled lightly, but didn't answer the question. He got up straight and went to the next room to rest.Helga, who was following behind him, stopped and turned to look over.

"If I understand correctly, the appearance of the two of you has actually proved that Hogwarts has existed for at least 1000 years since its establishment, right?" she asked.

"……Yes."

"That's enough." Helga smiled.

"Although I don't know what will greet us next, but for the four of us, the answer we really want the most has already been obtained from the moment we confirmed your identities." She closed the door and said quietly Said: "Good night, gentlemen."

I don't know if Helga's words played a calming effect. He slept well that night, and the initial anxiety seemed to disappear completely with the reliability of the two adult wizards around him.

In the early morning of the next day, Kong Yun opened his eyes amid the soft rustling noise outside the window.

The window wasn't open, but there was more chill in the air than last night, and when he sat up from the bed, Draco was already standing by the window.The windows of the hotel were not very tight, the junior Slytherin looked out the window for a while, and told him softly: "It's snowing."

He followed the gaze of the other party and looked towards the window with only a crack exposed. Fine snow fell from the gray sky like velvet, becoming a part of the snow on the ground.Even though it is impossible to get a glimpse of the whole picture of the outside world, it is foreseeable that the next journey will not be easy.

This is true.

In the second half of the journey, it took them almost twice as long as the first half before arriving at the destination of this trip - an ordinary Muggle village, which was also the goal of their trip. Residence of Mr Pree-Stuart.

Before formally meeting this potions master whom he had never met before, Kong Yun could easily think of Professor Snape who was also good at potions.

But judging from the decoration style of the room where the two are located, it is obviously completely different——

When they entered through the half-closed door, the simply decorated living room was empty, but there was a "human" atmosphere everywhere.There are unnamed flowers and plants on the edge of the window sill, exquisite and beautiful portraits on the wall, and on the wooden table in the middle is still steaming black tea.

This is the weirdest part.

It is winter now, if it was black tea that was brewed earlier, it should be cold by now, but the black tea on the table is still steaming. Soaked in time.

Now the black tea is still steaming, but the owner who made the tea has disappeared.

Looking carefully at every object in the room, Kong Yun hesitated for a while, turned his eyes slightly, and finally cast his eyes on the seemingly ordinary sofa in the center of the room.