I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts Chapter 626

After listening to the explanation of the house elf named Linick, Sean was slightly puzzled.

Linick and Polis are similar, and they blame themselves too much, but they did not make mistakes in the actual operation process.

Sean also didn't expect that, he originally thought that the house elf had slack in operation, or that the other party had some unexpected situation—he came to the kitchen with the idea of ​​comforting the other party, and also to make He Min is relieved.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing wrong with the house elf.

Sean frowned and thought, and Daisy beside him, who was earnestly respected by the house-elves because of her kind words of comfort, was laughing with different kinds of desserts.

Putting a spoonful of pudding into her mouth, Daisy moved closer to Sean: "According to the house elves, there is nothing wrong with the preparation, cooking, and pre-meal inspection. It can only be a problem during the serving process." gone?"

Sean was still puzzled: "It is logically so, but if it is a problem during the serving process, then there should be problems with other foods."

With the spoon in her mouth, Daisy raised her head and thought for a while, then dug another spoonful of pudding and put it into Sean's mouth, watching him eat it before nodding in satisfaction.

She went on to say: "Hogwarts uses magic to serve food. It seems to be the overall transfer of magic... Why is there a problem with the baked snails? And according to what you said, the smell of the baked snails is so strong, it is obviously the presence of It's about cooking."

Hearing what she said, Rinick immediately waved his hands vigorously and explained: "There is no problem with cooking! Really! Rinick was responsible for cleaning and blanching the snails, because it was Mr. Wallop who told him to produce more foreign dishes. , so Rinick and everyone are very serious—and because it is the first time to make a dish, Rinick even blanched it several times!"

Sean was taken aback: "How many times have you been in the water? Rinick?"

Rinick nodded cautiously: "Because the snail has a lot of mucus, Rinick is worried that there will be a bad smell left."

"Hiss, this is strange..." Sean frowned.

"Why?" Daisy asked curiously.

Sean explained: "The snails need to be blanched to get rid of the slime and earthy smell, but not too many times, as this will cause the meat to get old and chew like a rubber band."

Hearing that Daisy recalled the snails she had eaten from Sean's plate, she trembled: "The taste is very bad...but it doesn't seem to be hard to chew?"

"That's right, the taste is wrong, but the meat is normal or even tender, as if it hasn't been blanched... Linick, take me to see the set of kitchen utensils for making snails."

Rinick led the two of them to a corner of the kitchen. On the stone platform in the corner, there was a stove that was filling the fire by itself, and the water inside was constantly boiling.

"This is the kitchen utensils that Hogwarts had when the school was founded. It was transformed by many wizards during the period. It is mainly responsible for heating hot water. Now I am responsible for using this stove to blanch various ingredients—of course, the stove will also Change the water yourself," Linick said.

Sean stepped forward to observe it. This set of kitchen utensils is indeed very old-fashioned, but the magic on it makes him a little scared.

Sophisticated and complicated spells were layered on the surface. Sean saw more than a dozen spells at a glance, but with a cursory scan, there were hundreds of spells on the entire stove!

Among them, there are a lot of repetitions of spell effects, but the repeated spells are just to allow the original spells to continue to exert their original effects after the death of the caster—that is, in addition to maintaining, the latecomers do not think the above The original Charm has room for improvement.

There is such a thing in the Hogwarts kitchen, and it is a stove... Sean looked around, and there was more than this one. Among the kitchen utensils he saw, there were one-third of them and the one in front of him. similar.

"Is this something left by Ms. Hufflepuff?" Sean asked in disbelief.

Who knows, Linick nodded seriously, and said in an adoring tone: "As expected of Mr. Wallop, you already know the origin of this set of kitchen utensils before Linick tells you."

Sean choked, what a Hufflepuff relic...

However, since it is Hufflepuff's relic, there probably won't be any problems with its function, and the investigation I just made came to the same conclusion.

Still only the serving part is left...

Talk to Polis, who leads them both to the other side of the kitchen.

There was a huge table, and there were many huge golden plates on the table, just like the tableware they saw when they usually dined, only bigger.

Polis said loudly: "This is the place where the food is delivered! Every dish is cooked, I will check it, and then put it on the top of the plate! The plates here and the plates when eating have magic Contact! The dishes will be transferred to the four long tables of the academy! Of course, only the principal, the vice principal and I have the right to do so!"

"Is this also left by Ms. Hufflepuff?" Sean asked.

"Yes, that's right!" Polis replied loudly, looking like he admired Hufflepuff.

"Are there any problems with these dinner plates?" Sean asked again.

Polis recalls: "In all the years I've been working, never! Heard it happened before, food was missing during the transfer! All the students and professors were starving, and finally the then-principal fixed the problem , but the missing food didn't come back!”

"Oh? And this?"

"Yes, that's right! I heard it from the former head waiter, and that's what his former head waiter said—food is what Mrs. Hufflepuff loves most, and the Hogwarts food transfer is actually Mrs. Hufflepuff Her soul is manipulating the food on these plates. She first transfers the food in front of her, and then divides it into four equal portions and transfers them to the long tables of each college! During the period, she will check the status of the food from time to time, which is What matters most to her!

"The food disappeared at that time. I heard that there was a problem with a batch of raw materials at that time, but the house elves didn't notice it. This caused the food to be made to be poisonous. Ms. Hufflepuff's soul put it in order to protect everyone. All the food was withheld!"

Sean is noncommittal, this is probably a beautiful legend, or the soul of Ms. Hufflepuff will stay in an unknown corner of the school to share meals with the students every day...

And, if that were the case, today's awful baked snails shouldn't be on the table.

"Show me the rest of the baked snails," Sean said.

Polis hugged his head in pain, he thought it was a disgrace to the entire Hogwarts kitchen - but he still listened to Sean and brought over the remaining baked snails.

Pick a few at random, and you can find a huge earthy smell when you smell it.

Taking out his wand, Sean pointed at a baked snail: "The original shape is now (

no response.

Enduring the huge nausea, Sean cut another piece and chewed it in his mouth.

He immediately spat it out and wiped his mouth. The taste was the same, but the meat was tender, and it was indeed caused by cooking without blanching.

But Rinick said that he blanched the water several times, and logically speaking, it should be in a chewy and tasteless state...

Are these baked snails reversed in time?

Sean didn't know many magic spells about food, but he didn't have this kind of magic spell in his impression, and the healing spell couldn't achieve this kind of effect.

Strange…

"Polis, on which plate were these baked snails transferred?"

Polis pointed to a dinner plate in the corner of the huge table.

Xiao En looked over, and the golden dinner plate was a bit abrupt, like a rectangle with an extra thread.

"Is it normal to have more?" Sean asked.

Polis hesitated for a while: "It should be normal, right? There weren't so many dinner plates in the past few years, but with more and more students, there are more and more dinner plates—Ms. Hufflepuff considered this At one point, she left a lot of plates and we're taking them out based on usage - this one is indeed fresh."

It looks like something went wrong during the transfer...

Sean went to pick up the dinner plate and inspected it, but he didn't find anything wrong.

The house-elves also don't know the exact mechanism of the food transfer. According to them, it's a secret that only Hufflepuff knows - she built the kitchen.

After thinking for a moment, Sean found an apple in the kitchen and put it on the dinner plate.

"Polis, help me transfer."

Polis snapped his fingers when he heard the words, the plate trembled, and the apple disappeared out of thin air.

"Take it back and have a look." Sean directed.

Polis snapped his fingers again, and an apple appeared on another table dedicated to leftovers.

Xiao En walked over to pick up the apple, the appearance remained unchanged, the red color was still attractive.

Wiping it off with his sleeve, Sean took a bite.

Juicy, sweet and slightly sour, it is a normal and delicious apple.

Hell, how could this be normal again...

Seeing Sean's puzzled expression, Daisy took the apple from his hand and took a bite without hesitation at the place where he gnawed.

"That's a good time—" Xiao Baihua blinked her eyes and said.

"Theoretically, it shouldn't taste good—" Sean said gloomily.

He tried everything that could cause problems, but he couldn't find the problem.

Moreover, there should be no magic spell that can reverse the state of food in this world.

Then, he checked the uncooked snails again, they were common varieties, and there was nothing special about them.

"What the hell? Either Rinick was too busy and forgot he wasn't blanching, which is unlikely, or it was just an inexplicable accident, and Hogwarts is good at creating all kinds of magical events." Accident…"

Not finding the problem, Sean could only take Daisy and leave first.

This matter had nothing to do with the house-elves, and Sean comforted them a bit before leaving.

"Is there really Ms. Hufflepuff's soul floating in the castle?" On the way back, Daisy turned her head to look around from time to time and said in a daze.

"There are a lot of ghosts in our school. Besides, if Ms. Hufflepuff's soul still exists, there is no need to hide. She is one of the founders of Hogwarts." Sean said helplessly.

"That's right—"

At breakfast the next day, Sean and Hermione talked about their experience in the kitchen yesterday.

"How is this possible? There is no magic spell that can reverse the state of food!" Hermione said firmly.

"I thought so too, but it happened just like that, and I haven't found the problem yet." Sean took the fried egg to the plate and said helplessly while cutting it open.

"Sean, have you gone to investigate yesterday's baked snails?" A voice came from behind.

Sean turned his head and said hello: "Hey, Neville, good morning - yes, I did."

Neville was sitting with his girlfriend, Hannah Abbott, having breakfast. The couple had made their relationship clear during the summer vacation, and they were now in a passionate relationship, sticking together every day.

"Yesterday's baked snails were really weird—" Neville made a disgusted expression.

"It seems to have been cooked without blanching at all, but the house elf in charge said that he decided to blanch it many times—but there is no spell to reverse the state of food in this world, and only reversed one dish." Xiao Grace spread hands.

Neville nodded in agreement. "Indeed, spells can't do it - only herbs can do it."

"Herbal medicine?" Sean was taken aback.

Although his herbalism has been maintained at an excellent level all year round, due to his interest, his research is not in-depth—Neville is an expert in herbalism, and he is usually loved by Professor Sprout. Much wider than Sean.

Neville looked at him in surprise: "Sean, you have magical animals, don't you even know?"

"What?" Sean asked puzzled, he really didn't know.

"Of course it's the reanimated cage plant!" Neville was very excited when talking about herbs, "This kind of magical herb is the favorite of all magical animals, no~ www.mtlnovel.com~ should be the favorite of all animals!"

Resurrected cage plant?

Neville continued to explain: "This is a very rare herb. It usually takes root in places where it can receive warm sunlight. The underground rhizome is more than ten meters long, but the cage formed by the leaves is only a dozen centimeters in diameter. The Resurrected Cage Plant will subconsciously wrap all the animals in a cage, but it will not digest the animals, but will reverse the state for the animals!"

"The rhizomes that are more than ten meters long will absorb huge nutrients and magic power, forming a unique magic power of resurrection—of course, resurrection is just a description, not real resurrection. However, the effect is also very powerful. If an animal's limbs are injured, Put the injured part in a cage and it will heal in a moment."

"Actually, it's not called healing, but the reversal state I just mentioned. The part wrapped in the cage will be infused with the magic power of the resurrected cage plant. This magic power can make the part that has lost its vitality reverse to its original form little by little. , is almost equivalent to being cured. Of course, dead creatures like baked snails cannot be revived, they can only be reversed to...er, the freshest state?"

Sean thought about it, and then asked: "Is it effective for fruits and vegetables?"

Neville shook his head: "It doesn't work, it's only effective on animals. The resurrection cage plant is very rare, so the research is not comprehensive enough, but I heard that there will be animal trainers collecting this thing, and then treating those magical animals with necrotic limbs—of course, You have to seize the time, or you will return to the larva state."

"Then... aren't those baked snails from yesterday?"

Neville shrugged: "If what you said is true, the only thing that can do this is the resurrected cage plant—but it's not realistic, right? How long does it take for food to be transferred from the kitchen to the long table in the auditorium, even if someone takes the resurrected cage plant It's too late to play pranks.”

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