Hogwarts Pet Master

A large plate of beef balls. Kerry, the children and Ya Ya who had just joined their foodie team only ate a little. Then Kerry was packed away and packed back, intending to give it to other acquaintances to taste. The rest went into Wen Bihe. The bellies of these two big guys, Hagrid.

"When will Winbi return to its tribe?" Ron asked.

"Dumbledore didn't tell me. He probably has to wait until the students are on holiday," Hagrid said.

"Great, we can come and eat beef balls every day," Neville said happily.

"Hey, you're conquered like this," Kerry said with a profound look on his face, "You haven't eaten the best pissing beef balls yet."

"The name just now just didn't sound good, but this one is a bit vulgar." Hermione said angrily.

"As I said before, you guys are too superficial. The more tacky the name of the dish, the more delicious it is."

"Ah"

"Then hurry up and cook it," Harry said impatiently.

"You can still eat it"

"I can eat it," Hagrid and Winnie blurted out at the same time. Although the others could only hear Winnie purring, it did not prevent everyone from understanding what it was going to say.

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To be honest, Kerry also misses the taste. I think that in the previous life, the peeing beef balls were an indispensable delicacy for hot pot. Speaking of hot pot, it is already November, and with the cold weather in the magical world, hot pot is a must-have. Most suitable.

Oops, why does it feel like this daily article has turned into a food article?

"Pissing beef balls is more complicated than making beef balls with your hands, and I can't teach you it for a while." Kerry thought for a moment and said, "I have an idea. I plan to let Hogwarts hire Winnie as a chef, specializing in making beef balls."

Ron immediately raised his hands and said: "I agree. Although I don't eat much, I hope to have this taste and texture every day."

Hermione frowned and thought for a moment, "But Hogwarts already has house elves, and elves can also use magic to make beef balls. The school can leave this to the elves, there is no need to hire them."

Kerry hugged Hermione's shoulders and said with a smile: "Hermione, magic is not omnipotent. Making beef balls requires constant hitting with powerful force. Let's not talk about whether the elves can use magic to do what they need. The hitting power is enough to even sustain the magic power required to keep hitting."

Hermione didn't listen to Kerry's words at all. At this moment, she lowered her head and her cheeks were red.

She was feeling shy about the intimate behavior on the other side's shoulder. Although she had seen Kerry hug other people a lot, this was the first time he did this to herself.

"That's right. Kerry's understanding of magic is quite good." Hagrid, as a senior wizard, agreed very much with what the other party said, and also lamented that the other party could already correctly judge the practicality of magic at a young age. This is really Better than blue.

Hermione was startled when she heard Hagrid speak, and slapped Kerry's hands away.

"Oh, use that force, it won't hurt," Kerry said, waving his hands.

When he looked at Hermione, he saw her face was red, and now he understood. "Girls mature early" he thought to himself.

Hermione saw the other party staring at her, and said with a pinched neck: "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," Kerry said. "Sorry, I'm used to it. You know that I usually hug Harry and the others."

Harry, a boy with normal emotional intelligence, had no idea what was going on. "What's wrong?" Similarly, Ron and Neville were also at a loss.

"Hahaha" Hagrid looked at these children and let out a mysterious laugh that only adults could understand.

At 6 o'clock, Kerry and the others left Hagrid's cabin and were on their way to the cafeteria hall.

"Blake"

Suddenly, Malfoy's voice came from behind them, and they saw him and two men walking towards them, obviously going to the cafeteria.

"Hi Malfoy" Kerry greeted with a smile. "You're in for a treat. The troll made delicious meatballs last night. I'll give you one to try." As he said that, he gave one of the packaged meatballs to each other.

Ron quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, but was slapped away.

"Ron" Kerry said in a slightly serious tone.

"All right"

Malfoy glanced at Ron disdainfully, and then thought, the food cooked by the troll must be delicious, and he must be playing tricks on me.

"What's wrong? Take it. It's delicious. We just had it."

"I don't need this little meat."

"That just leaves me for a late night snack," Ron said angrily.

Kerry glanced at Ron, who turned around as if he didn't see anything.

"I didn't say you were in need. I just wanted to thank you for not forgetting to save me when I was in danger last night. This is a thank you gift for you."

"Huh, you think you can thank me in return with a meatball."

"Yes, yes, a meatball is definitely not enough to thank you, so just eat it so that I can feel better inside."

"Okay, then I'll reluctantly have it as dinner later." Malfoy pretended not to care and took the meatball, but Kerry could already see his pleasure from the creases in the corners of his eyes.

Really, forget it if other girls are tsundere, why should you, a slightly prettier person, imitate someone who is tsundere?

After Malfoy walked away, Hermione asked Kerry, "He really went to save you last night."

"Yes"

"I didn't expect him to be kind once, so let's just give him the meatballs once," Ron pouted.

"A dead duck with a hard mouth"

"What's the meaning"

"It means you are stubborn and won't give in."

For dinner, part of the meatballs was given to the students who had a better relationship with Kerry, and the other part was given to the professors to taste.

Dumbledore took a taste, and his taste buds exploded instantly. He sighed that a troll could actually make such delicious food. He originally wanted to hide the troll, but because of the delicious meatballs and the fact that the troll had become Kerry's partner, there was no danger, so he decided to announce the news.

Kerry brought back a small number of meatballs, so the students who didn't get the meatballs were very envious. At the same time, the Slytherin snakes didn't expect that Malfoy and the others also got the meatballs.

When Malfoy saw so many people envious of him, he deliberately chewed the meatballs in his mouth to make a sound. People around him could only watch and drool.

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In this way, without any difficulty, the troll became the meat-beating machine of Hogwarts, producing a large number of meatballs for the school every day. Dumbledore also specially assigned a house elf to it to add ingredients to it. assistant.

At the same time, Hagrid has also become a must-go place for students to relax after class. In the words of Kerry in his previous life, it has become a holy place for Internet celebrities to check in. Because most students have never seen magical creatures like trolls, the students are curious about trolls.

Hagrid was happy that his little place had become lively, but he also felt a headache because his place was too close to the Forbidden Forest, and he always had to be on guard against students sneaking in while there were many people. But overall this change is good.