Hogwarts Food Master

Now that Dumbledore said so, Wang Chao also believed him, and his heart went into his stomach.

Dumbledore picked up a freshly fried chicken drumstick and started eating it. He kept praising how delicious it was, and then he changed the subject.

"I heard that little Harry also likes this kind of fried chicken legs. Please prepare more tomorrow. Children like this kind of high-calorie fried food."

"...." Wang Chao raised an eyebrow and said, "Are you spying on me?"

"I'm not spying on you. What I'm paying attention to is little Harry. His identity is so special and he is alone. Of course I have to protect him secretly. But I didn't expect you to have such a good relationship with him. Otherwise, you will Go to King's Cross station and help him?"

"Sorry," Wang Chao shook his head and said, "I'm too busy tomorrow. It's actually easy to prepare a big meal for the children. They are not so picky, as long as it is fragrant enough, but it is different for the adults. This Helpers have very tricky tongues, and they are not easy to dismiss."

Dumbledore said with some regret, "Oh, that's right. Then I'll go find Mad-Eye for help and protect him secretly. As long as little Harry can get on the train, everything will be fine."

Before he left, he picked up another chicken drumstick and ate it. While eating, he praised, "I'm not flattering you, this is really delicious. Please add it to your regular recipe in the future."

"It's delicious, but you can't eat it every day. You'll get tired of it. I make the decision on the recipe myself, so don't interfere."

After Dumbledore left, Wang Chao sighed... It seemed that he still had to leave tomorrow. Dumbledore knew that he would not be able to ignore Harry's situation.

But everything has a price. Although Harry Potter is famous for being the only person in the world to escape from the killing curse, which directly led to the disappearance of the most dangerous dark wizard in history, countless people in the wizarding world claim to be able to predict 500 years. Later, it was revealed that a 500-year-old fortune teller said that he would definitely accomplish great things in the future. As for the basis?

No proof is needed, this is what magic tells these great fairies.

This kind of fortune teller Wang Chao felt that he could do it. As long as Harry didn't stretch his hips too much, it would be easy to become a celebrity in the future just based on his reputation.

Alas, nosy people are destined to be busy.

Wang Chao arranged things in the kitchen, said he was a bitch, scolded Dumbledore, and walked out.

.....

At 07:30 the next day, Harry got up early to tidy up. Looking at the thin boy wearing a robe in the dressing mirror, he took a deep breath, and his life was about to truly begin.

"Bang bang..."

There was a knock at the door, and Harry wondered, could it be that the taxi had arrived?

The boss said that it is very close from Diagon Alley to King's Cross Station. It only takes 10 minutes to get there by car. Is it too early now?Although he was confused, Harry walked over and opened the door, only to see a gray-faced Wang Chao standing at the door, his robes stained with ashes and a piece of charcoal on his head.

"Boss? Why are you here?"

Wang Chao coughed a few times and said, "I don't trust you, so I used Floo powder to come over and see you. How about it? Are you still nervous?"

"Well, there is still a little bit, but after talking to you yesterday, I feel much better. Before, I felt like my stomach was filled with lead."

Wang Chao took out a piece of chocolate and handed it to him and said, "You are still young, so it's okay to be nervous for the first time. It will get better in the future. When we are ready, we will go downstairs to have some breakfast. Oh, by the way, have you made a taxi appointment?" "

"I made an appointment, but the boss said there are a lot of people using the car today, so I might be late."

Wang Chao nodded and said nothing. After all, Harry was only an 11-year-old child. Taxis were in short supply at this time, and the road conditions leading to King's Cross Station would be very bad. The Ministry of Magic wanted to prevent anyone from using magic randomly. After the Muggles saw through it, they banned the use of magic in this section of the road.

Even a magic taxi can only drive like an ordinary Muggle vehicle on the road in the morning. Of course, it doesn't matter if there is a way to teleport directly to King's Cross Station, but that is the privilege of a powerful noble, and ordinary wizards cannot enjoy it by spending money. arrive.

Although Harry is famous, he certainly cannot enjoy that kind of privilege. As for waiting for a taxi?

Taxis in the London Wizarding World are restricted by the Taxi Association. It is the most difficult license to obtain in the Wizarding World. Some people say that it is easier to get a license to freely use Avatar than to get a taxi license. In fact, the reason It's also very simple. On the surface, the London Taxi Association is an industry association, and its nature seems to be similar to that of a food association, but in its heart it is completely different.

Those who control the Taxi Association are a group of social people... These guys control the London taxi industry. Although the number of wizards is increasing every year, there are very few taxis.

If you wait at this time, you will definitely be late.

Wang Chao helped Harry move the cart downstairs, and he came to the counter and threw three Galleons to the boss.

"Tom, help me, that's Harry, you don't want him to be late for his first trip to Hogwarts, do you?"

Boss Tom looked at Harry who was playing with Hedwig. He nodded, took only two Galleons, and then took out a two-way mirror.

"Li De...I know you are busy...but I have something urgent here...I don't care, that's your problem, I'll give you two galleons...Don't complain to me, that's all , If you want to pick up my guests in the future, you'd better not be late, I'll only wait for you until eight o'clock."

Wang Chao nodded to Tom to express his gratitude. He picked up two cups of coffee and a plate of sardine sandwiches from the counter and came to Harry's side.

"Remember, in the magic world, nothing can be considered according to common sense. We will not take the initiative to challenge the rules unless the rules are not good for us. Even if it is an agreed thing, we must confirm it again and again. Wizards are basically loose. Guys, if you don't push them, no matter what you want to do, they will definitely delay it until the last minute, and there is a high probability that they will mess it up. Just take a taxi, that guy will definitely want to delay it as much as possible, who can add it? Pick up whoever has the most money first. If you think you'll be fine after making an appointment, you'll definitely delay things in the end. This is your first time going to Hogwarts, and I don't want you to be late."

"Well, I don't want to be late either." Harry happily took the sandwich and took a bite.

This sandwich didn't really taste good. The sardines were soggy and fishy. It was incomparable to Wang Chao's cooking skills.

Wang Chao didn't touch the sandwich at all. He drank up the coffee in a few gulps and ordered a copy of the Daily Prophet to read it. The headlines on the front page were of course Harry, and the rest of the pages were about the opening of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. News like this are basically the same, they are all speculation about what Harry looks like and what talents he has.

However, in an inconspicuous corner at the back, Wang Chao discovered a piece of news.

"Some people claim to have witnessed Grindelwald appearing on the streets of Manhattan, New York. The former Dark Lord appeared in the United States 80 years ago, where the devil encountered the Waterloo of his life. In the magical Newt Scamman With the cooperation of Germany and the United States Ministry of Magic, they once defeated and arrested Grindelwald. Unfortunately, Grindelwald successfully escaped from prison six months later."

So, Grindelwald went to the United States?That's fine, let's let the old scourge go and scourge the Americans.