[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

Isaac's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry castle is bigger inside than it looks from the outside.

Like Durmstrang, Isaac's castle is also hollowed out in the atrium. Except for the auditorium on the first floor, other rooms are opened around the periphery of the building, and the golden sunlight shines from the highest floor. The floor is spread to the bottom floor, the floor is beautiful marble, and there are expensive decorations everywhere. The three walls of the auditorium on the first floor are covered with thin cloth, and the participating teams are updated in real time in the form of a table. information.

Sewell found that Durmstrang was ranked first, and there was a small crown in the upper right corner of the name. I don't know if it is used to indicate that the German school is the favorite to win this year, or it is last year's champion team.

He found his and Draco's names in the batter's column, and the two Malfoys lined up together, which looked neat, President, don't be brave.As soon as a group of people stepped into the room, Durmstrang's name lit up, which attracted a lot of people's attention. Sewell heard someone whispering Krum's name, and looked at him with sparkling eyes. here.

"If it weren't for those people, they would have rushed up to hug Vecchio—" Lachlief pointed to some people in black robes standing around with his chin: "Those were specially hired to maintain order on the scene .”

Sewell nodded, and signed his name on the white cloth with the others. Just after finishing writing, a white light flashed behind him. The school team pulled each other and turned around, fighting in a row for the reporter to take a few photos.

Then Neil refused to let them take pictures. He interrupted those who were going to interview impatiently and said, "I'll ask tomorrow. They're very tired just now! I'm going to take them to rest!" Then he squeezed through the crowd very imposingly, and the rest of the school team followed.

Sewell continued to look at this splendid and brand-new castle. What surprised him most was that there were elevators inside Isaac Castle—seven or eight elevators climbed up and down the edge of the castle, busily bringing people from various countries to where they wanted to go. Go to the floor.

Seeing this scene, even Draco couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and muttered softly: "Even the British Ministry of Magic only has one elevator..."

"The Russian Ministry of Magic has only three floors," said Lachlief. "There is no elevator at all."

Neil took everyone into the elevator and pressed the button on the No.11 floor, which is also the highest floor of the castle. During the elevator's ascent, he said: "All the participating teams live on the eleventh floor. You have Familiar friends can say hello."

Krum nodded to show that he heard it, and didn't say whether to go or not. At this time, the elevator sounded "ding--" and reached the top floor, opened the door, and a group of people got off the elevator, followed behind Neil, and stopped at In front of the room with the words "Durmstrang", the door of the room is made of beautiful cherry wood, painted light brown, and the door handle is silver, large, and very classical in shape.

Neil took out his wand, put it on the doorknob, and said to the others: "Everyone put their wands here, we need to register."

A group of tall and thick men huddled together, and with great difficulty all 11 wands were placed on the doorknob. Neil whispered a spell, and a golden thread sprayed from the end of his wand, on top of each wand They all circled around, and finally wrapped around the doorknob, and finally disappeared, but Neil did not take back his wand until a mechanical female voice sounded: "Durmstrang Academy of Magic, ten students, registration is complete, I wish you Had a great time at Isaac School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Crack-"

The door of the room opened automatically, Neil took a step back, made way for the way, and said with a smile: "This is the end of my task - if you need anything, you can call the house elf, and someone will come to take you at seven o'clock tomorrow morning Go to the venue to attend the opening ceremony." He winked at Krum: "May your school succeed in this competition again, I bet a lot of money on Durmstrang's." The last sentence He spoke very quietly.

"Thank you for your kind words." After Krum finished speaking, he led the others into the room.

Each team is assigned a large suite on the upper and lower floors. There are five bedrooms on the upper floor that fit two people. The rooms are fully furnished and have a small bathroom. The downstairs is a kitchen, a bathroom and a living room.There is also a closed balcony outside with many fitness equipment placed on it.

"When there is no competition, what about these rooms?" Sevier clicked his tongue, lamenting the richness of the organizer. At this time, some people started to cry hungry, and Luke Lifu dug out the menu and began to discuss with the people around him what to eat , Sewell looked around the kitchen and dragged Draco into the kitchen.

"Don't you want to eat the chicken I made?" Sewell looked through the ingredients in the cabinet and said, "This is a rare opportunity - I will cook it for you, but we don't eat chicken, I will make a big meal for you .Are you used to Chinese food?"

Draco snorted, and said honestly, "I haven't eaten."

"Then try the bad boy, love the farmer's wife alone." Sewell found a blank list of ingredients on the top of the ingredients, with "write down the ingredients you want" written in English on the top, and Sewell summoned Feather He tried to write swiftlet’s nest, raisins, longan, etc. on it. After a while, all these things appeared on the table, Sewell let out a wow, and began to write crazily.

Draco folded his arms and watched for a while, then swung his wand, closed the kitchen door, took another potato from the chopping board, turned it into a sofa, and sat on it comfortably.

At this moment, I realized the benefits of magic. Sewell manipulated four pots to stir fry at the same time, the knife on the chopping board was chopping ribs by himself, a saucepan was cooking soup in the corner, and Draco was sitting at the end of the kitchen. In the distance, with a book in hand, he casually recited the contents of Sewell's third grade history of magic history.

Sewell's operability is very strong, as long as he demonstrates the spell to him once, or explains the principle, he can do it well, but the ability to memorize it by rote is much weaker, and he has to repeat it many times.

About three hours later, when the rest of the school team had almost eaten, no one realized that the two members of the Malfoy family were gone. Rugged rubbed his bulging stomach, and pushed open the kitchen door: "You guys What are you doing—?!!" Seeing the scene in the kitchen clearly, he swallowed back the words he hadn't finished speaking, and it took him a long time to let out a sigh: "Merlin—"

Hearing the sudden silence of Luke Lifu, the others also became curious and came over one after another. Then they all stared at the kitchen in a daze, with a tangy aroma filling their nostrils. It smells so good... You made these? I have never seen a single dish."

"Chinese food," Sewell carved a radish flower and put it on a plate, glanced at the bewildered others, and then said to Draco, "You can start eating, you go to the table outside."

Draco walked out on his own. There was still leftovers on the dining table outside. He called the house elf out, cleaned up everything, and sat on the chair.At this time, a tray flew in front of him. There was a small purple clay pot and several small cups on the tray. Draco took a cup from it, and the small purple clay pot flew up automatically to pour him a cup of tea.

- no sugar and no milk

"Drink like this?" He stared suspiciously at the light green tea soup in the cup, and some emerald green leaves about an inch.

Sewell leaned against the kitchen door, waving his wand while directing the cooking utensils, and replied casually: "Just drink it like this, don't put anything in it - this is Mingqian tea from Lion Peak, it's expensive, Isaac Really rich."

Draco frowned, took a small sip cautiously, and in an instant, a unique orchid bean fragrance of Longjing permeated his mouth and nose, mixed with a hint of honey, and the tea was not as sweet as Draco was used to. The milk tea is different, with a mellow taste and a smooth texture. After swallowing the tea, there is a sweetness in the throat.

It is completely different from the style of English tea.

Draco couldn't tell which one he liked better, but he thought this one wasn't too bad.Others also consciously took a cup, poured a cup of tea by themselves, and sat around the table obediently.

Sewell waved his magic wand, and four plates of dried fruit, candied pastry and pickles flew out from the kitchen, including walnut sticks, candied cherries, emerald bean cakes and sweet brocade.The people in the school team were already very full, but they still tasted each one, and they were all delicious. Draco took a few more mouthfuls of bean cakes.

Sewell watched from the side, remembered it in his heart, and served three more appetizers, namely magpie plum, ginger fish fillet and spiced pigeon.

The amount of each plate is very small, and there is nothing for one person, and then he looked at the kitchen position eagerly. When Sewell served them, he didn't mention the particularity inside, let alone how many dishes there were, so Some people thought that the three dishes of meat were the main course, and Raccliff smacked his lips and asked, "Is there any more?"

"Yes, but aren't you full?" Sewell raised his eyebrows, looked at their stomachs meaningfully, and then controlled the kitchen stew pot to fly to the table, and then flew out of the stew pot Made a few small cups: "There are only a few cups for the bird's nest, the pot is not big enough."

The school team was already full, and out of pure curiosity, they pushed a cup in front of Draco, and gave Krum another cup alone, and the rest divided up the rest of the pretty cooks. .Before the soup was completely finished, Sewell brought out three more hot dishes - deer tendon in casserole, dragon and phoenix eggs, chrysanthemum tenderloin, and spring onion beef tenderloin.

For this meal, Sewell brought out nine plates of hot dishes, five plates of cold dishes, a large box of assorted desserts, and eight-treasure rice. Everyone's stomachs were full after eating, and they lay on the ground without moving.

"It's delicious..." Luke Lifu rubbed his stomach and moaned. He looked at Sewell enthusiastically and said, "Marry me, baby," he imagined full of expectations, "As long as you give me Cook."

Before he finished speaking, the chair under him was shattered into pieces. When Lachlief fell heavily on the ground, he didn't understand what happened, he looked around in a daze——

"Brother—" He looked at Draco and Krum desperately, both of whom had their wands pointed at him: "I'm just kidding, don't be so nervous, okay?"

The crowd burst into laughter, pursuing one of the hands, Janis put his arm around Sewell's shoulders, and said with a big laugh, "You have become our baby."

"What's yours?" Draco snorted heavily, "his surname is Malfoy, and it's mine."

Krum frowned, looked at everyone's terribly lazy looks, and said unhappily, "You guys eat too much, and you have to fly tomorrow."

"There's still one night to digest." Lachlief said lazily while sitting on a pile of debris: "It's okay."

Sewell suddenly realized something, and asked, "Wait, you're flying tomorrow? Didn't you attend the opening ceremony?"

"As one of the 24 Quidditch teams, we're going to get in, and fly in, not walk in with our feet... Of course we fly."

"Okay," Sewell compromised, "Then how to fly? Is there a formation? Is there a process?"

"Well, there are formations." Lachlief scratched his chin and said, "There is a lottery before entering the arena, and the required formations will be drawn - such as spiral forward, or discounted forward... …last time we drew Fuchsia.”

It was the first time Sewell heard about this, and he asked in surprise: "Don't we practice in advance? What if we make a fool of ourselves?"

"It's good for everyone to laugh if you make a fool of yourself," Luke Reeve said indifferently: "After all, it is not a professional game, and entertainment comes first. Having said that, I have already spent a lot of time training Quidditch, and it is impossible to spend a lot of time on it. Such a boring ceremony."

A student in China who used to spend a lot of time on such things in his previous life silently closed his mouth.

The next morning, Sewell got up very early as usual, he liked the kitchen here, and he also liked the people on the school team, he happily crawled out of Draco's arms, washed up, and ran to the kitchen to get busy .After the others got up, the table was already full of food, one-third of which was their usual Russian breakfast, one-third of which was English breakfast, and one-third of which were dishes they had never seen before. So, it looks like Chinese food.They didn't dare to eat too much under Krum's stern gaze, and then they took the broom and prepared to go out.

As soon as the door was opened, the voices from outside came in. I could only hear a lot of people calling the name of "Victor Krum!" The voice was probably very sharp and noisy, and there were some other people's names mixed in. .

Sewell was behind, and before he could see what was there, the door was slammed shut.Lachlief turned his head and said with a bad expression: "There are fans at the door, so I can't get out."

Krum looked very calm: "I live on the highest floor every year... It's not surprising that other people know about it."

"Then what should we do now?" Luchliff asked, Krum's finger tapped on the sweeping handle, his dark eyes narrowed, and he said softly, "Fly out."