This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Neither Rinyin nor Yoji ignored the people who walked in.

Seeing that it was a foreigner, the old man spoke English with a slight accent:

"Welcome, this is the first time I see the eldest lady bringing friends here."

His eyes glanced at Cedric and Rolf, and the smile on his face became even bigger, "Sit down first, grandpa will prepare the food now."

After serving a few dishes of side dishes, he opened the curtain and entered the warehouse.

Linyin saw everyone's doubts and whispered:

"Grandpa Yohji is my grandfather's younger brother. He didn't inherit the magic talent, so he is a squib over there."

Not only Japan, but also the Eastern magic world generally does not think that squibs are a shame.

But even though they can stay, the status of the two sides is not equal.

They serve the family as servants until future generations return to magic.

Even Neville noticed the gravity of the topic.

"I've been waiting for a long time -" Yohji held out a salmon that was as long as his arm and poked out from the curtain.

"This was just caught yesterday. Everyone is in a good mood today."

Before handling the 5-kilogram salmon, he first boiled a pot of kombu clear soup.

Skillfully removed the scales and bones, and when the color of the fish meat was just revealed, Hermione covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Bright orange-red color, with particularly thin fat lines.

"Grandpa Yohji, is this the emperor's baby from New Zealand?"

"Yes, this lady."

Yohji, who had completely removed half of the fish, raised his head slightly unexpectedly, and then turned the whole fish over. ♦♗ ♦♦

After removing all the fish meat, he cut out a small piece of bone with thin meat and put it into the soup that was just boiling.

The fish belly bone was removed very quickly, and it was completely pulled out almost as soon as the tweezers touched it.

Hermione puffed up her chest slightly and said, "Not all salmon are qualified to be called emperor babies..."

It is very sensitive to the environment and has extremely stringent requirements for water quality and temperature.

Although Kenny didn't understand it, he just knew that the fish was valuable enough.

A dozen people would pick up three or five pieces of a five kilogram fish and then it would be gone.

Moreover, there was an owl that refused to leave after delivering the goods and insisted on eating half of his pocket money.

After drinking the kombu clear soup made from salmon bones, half of the fish has been cut.

Fat but not greasy, it melts in your mouth and the meat is soft and glutinous.

The knife workmanship is amazing, and the thickness and size of each piece are almost the same.

Vincent watched as Kenny roughly stuffed one piece into his mouth one after another, and tried to eat one piece before continuing.

It’s not that I have no appetite, it’s just that I’m not used to it.

Yohji, who was washing his hands and preparing the next dish, was a little confused, "Master, are the ingredients not to your taste?"

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"No, no." He quickly picked up a piece of fish.

Yohji nodded slightly, opened the curtain and walked into the warehouse.

When he came back, he was holding a basket of frozen Arctic shrimps.

Remove the heads and shells, leaving only the tails of the shrimps. Coat them with flour mixed with eggs, and deep-fry them in low-temperature oil until golden in color.

"Please." Yohji respectfully brought the tempura to Vincent.

Once the noodle and oil temperature are slightly wrong, the tempura will turn into ordinary fried shrimp.

The outer layer is very thin and crispy, but the inner shrimp meat is not fully cooked.

While retaining the fresh and sweet taste, it is actually still warm.

Vincent knocked the tachyon that Kenny stretched out, "The fried stuff is very greasy, are you sure?"

Arctic shrimp or emperor baby, any fool knows which one is more expensive.

Cedric and Rolf, the most knowledgeable, secretly shook their heads.

Expensive ingredients are only one aspect, the key is the chef's skills.

Top chefs can cook top-notch delicacies even with the most ordinary steaks.

On the contrary, if top-quality ingredients fall into the hands of ordinary chefs, no matter how rare they are, they will become ordinary dishes.

When they ate the grilled silver eel, they both subconsciously wiped the corners of their eyes.

It won't bring tears, but there will be tears.

Compared to meat, girls prefer sukiyaki with vegetables such as carrots, celery and daylilies.

The bottom of the pot is sweet and not greasy at all.

After the beef dipped in raw eggs is cooked, most of it goes into Gugu's belly.

It refused to eat rice, and even teamed up with its good friend Laifu, who was similar in size, to steal the toppings from the sushi covers of James and Alfred many times.

"Lord Gugu, can you leave some for me?"

"Neville, if you don't care about Laifu, I'm going to call the law enforcement team over."

Their attitudes towards the two cute pets are completely opposite.

But Laifu had Gugu's backing, and after a few times it became an open fight.

Yohji smiled and added garnishes to their sushi again.

This dinner took a long time, and I was still eating dessert two hours later.

Kenny held his belly early and went to the small seat with Jennifer.

The couple was very close to each other. Several little girls glanced over at them curiously and turned their heads back shyly.

Only Linyin's face remained unchanged, but the speed of moving the tachyon was significantly accelerated.

"Hiccup—" Hermione burped unladylikely.

Marietta also burped in her embarrassment.

Probably because it was contagious, Neville, who was eating Japanese cheesecake, also got into a fight.

For a chef, the happiest thing is when diners enjoy their meal.

Amid laughter and joy, Yohji bid farewell to everyone.

He solemnly put away the check that Linyin had just forced into the souvenir.

This small shop named "Maple" was actually specially left by Junyan for him to retire.

After all, blood is thicker than water, and he has worked hard for the Jingu family for most of his life.

Compared with Filch, who is still waiting for the mandrake to mature in the Hogwarts Hospital, the squibs in the Japanese magic world are undoubtedly happy.

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The streets of Shibuya are very lively at night.

Kenny's motive for suggesting shopping to digest food is certainly not pure.

When he walked into a bar called Regensburg, he shouted fluent Japanese to the oncoming waiter:

"Tonight's consumption will be paid by Miss Jingu!"

Rin's face was dark.

The tone was strange, but the pronunciation was extremely accurate.

At least he had practiced in front of the mirror hundreds of times.

"Miss Jingu?"

"That's her!" Kenny turned around and pointed over, and found that even Jennifer was gone.

The middle-aged uncle he pointed at was a little confused.

"Uh-- this is a misunderstanding!"

After walking out without changing his expression, they were all waiting outside.

"You--"

"I'm 12 years old." Vincent spread his hands nonchalantly, "Using the Confusion Charm on them will violate the Wizarding Law."

Kenny's big eyes looked across the street.

I miscalculated. I should have prepared some Polyjuice Potion in advance.

At this time, the more expensive entertainment activities in Shibuya are either bars or shopping.

There are more expensive ones in Ginza a few kilometers away.

But from Rin's extremely contemptuous eyes, he knew that if he dared to say this suggestion, the law enforcement team would take him away immediately.

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