Hogwarts Food Master

Wang Chao thought of countless vicious words to deal with her in an instant.

For example, your whole family spirals into the sky, your mouth is big enough to fit a self-destructing truck, and your breasts are bigger than a Harker County cow!

But when the words came to my lips, everything they said changed their taste.

"Ms. Eileen, please forgive me. I misunderstood you before. It turns out that you are a good person."

A belly full of venom turned into an apology when it came to his mouth.

Ms. Irene glanced at him and nodded reluctantly, accepting his apology, but still didn't say a word to him.

Wang Chao was so bored that he shrank to one side and shut himself up.

Autism is not because of Ms. Irene's cold attitude, but because of self-reflection.

Why did I suddenly speak in such a mean tone?Is it just because she is beautiful?I have seen a lot of beauties, but I have never been like this. Could it be that I fell in love with this old woman at first sight?

But it's not like that. When I'm not looking at her, I don't feel anything. Just seeing her face, my brain immediately short-circuits.

Dumbledore shook hands with Ms. Irene and asked, "How is Grindelwald? Is his health okay?"

Mentioning the name Grindelwald, Ms. Irene's face was covered with frost. Her mother was a Veela-Muggle hybrid who was thrown into the Nurmengard Tower and died tragically.

"He's fine. He eats a steak, a plate of roasted beef heart, and three pieces of bread every day, and he drinks two beers, but he's still grumbling about becoming the second most dangerous black magician in history. Very dissatisfied, when he sees me, he will ask who is more terrifying, him or Voldemort."

"Then how did you answer?" Wang Chao asked curiously.

Ms. Irene paused and replied, "I told Grindelwald that you are a crazy maniac, but Voldemort is not a human being at all."

"A very classic summary," Dumbledore stroked his beard, "but your answer will definitely not satisfy him."

Ms. Irene snorted coldly, "I am the Minister of Magic, not a court jester. I have no obligation to satisfy him."

"Did he ever mention me?" Dumbledore asked.

"Almost never brings it up on his own initiative. Occasionally he leaks something and immediately changes his mind. He still regards you as a treacherous person. He has always been dissatisfied with your betrayal of the blood alliance. Although I hate him very much, as a woman , I can understand him, after all, it is a blood pact. If someone asked me to sign a blood pact willingly and then betrayed it, I would definitely retaliate against him crazily. Fortunately, such a man has never appeared."

Wang Chao's mouth started to itch again, and he couldn't help but ask, "Has such a woman ever appeared?"

"nor!!"

Dumbledore felt a headache and pulled Wang Chao behind him, preventing him from having another chance to speak.

"Please sign our application. I want to visit Grindelwald."

"No problem, you come every year anyway." Ms. Irene said nothing nonsense. She got up and went to the bookshelf and pulled out thirteen books in order.

The globe placed on the desk suddenly spun on its own, and a voice exactly like Ms. Ailin shouted loudly.

"What is my favorite color? You have ten seconds to answer! If you time out or answer incorrectly, a coma poisonous mist will be released! Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

"Pink!" Ms. Irene's face turned slightly red. "My favorite is pink. The damn questioner. The questions are all random..."

I didn't expect that she actually had such a girly side, and her cold-faced image as the cold-faced Minister of Magic was shattered in one second.

"Our tastes are very similar," Dumbledore winked. "My favorite is strawberry color."

"I believe you," Ms. Irene said in disbelief, pointing at Wang Chao and saying, "As usual, you can only go to see him by yourself, this person can't go up."

Wang Chao became a little anxious when he heard that he could not see Grindelwald.

Although I am not a fan of him, he is the most important black magician of the [-]th century, a madman who has overturned half of the magic world by himself.

Half of the magic movies in the United States every year are related to him. It is not an exaggeration to say that Grindelwald supports half of the magic Hollywood in the United States.

Grindelwald's horse, Grindelwald's face, Grindelwald's blood, Grindelwald's music box...

Last year alone, eight films about Grindelwald were released, all of which did well at the box office.

Just like the Third Head of Germany in the Muggle world, he is said to be a big devil when mentioned, but if you have the opportunity to meet him, who would refuse?

I'm afraid no one would refuse such an opportunity.

Dumbledore gave Wang Chao a meaningful look, as if saying with his eyes, you owe me a big favor.

"I can vouch for him. He is definitely not a member of the Wu Cui Party. I absolutely trust him. Just for my sake, let him go up too."

Ms. Irene rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "No problem, but I encountered a big or small problem. Did that little fast-talking Elena tell you everything? There is a group of vampires who do not know how to live or die, occupying They visited Castle Dracula and kidnapped a dozen Muggle tourists. I have sent people to prevent tourists from going to Castle Dracula, but the Muggle government is very dissatisfied. You know, it’s all for economic reasons.”

Even Wang Chao could tell. In fact, she didn't really want to stop him at all. She just wanted Dumbledore to help, but she didn't want to owe a favor, so she deliberately used herself as a cover.

This method of changing cards out of thin air shows that Ms. Eileen must be a very qualified politician.

"I understand. I will take care of it after I meet Grindelwald. I will stay for three days as usual this time. Can you arrange a place for us?"

"No problem. As usual, no one will disturb you when you are with Grindelwald. The room we are guarding will be given to Mr. Wang Chao for a temporary stay."

This arrangement was reasonable and reasonable. Although Wang Chao had little say, he still said he could endure it.

At this time, the globe on the table kept rotating and finally opened completely. Inside it was a silver vortex.

Dumbledore put his hand on the vortex, and was sucked in with a swish. It looked like it should be uncomfortable, as it seemed to be the same technology as the airport phone booth.

Wang Chao resisted the urge to vomit and put his hand on it.

Whoosh!

Just for a moment, before I had time to feel it, I was already in a disk-shaped place.

The periphery of the disk is a circle of rooms, and the area in the middle is a huge circular room.

The walls of this room are transparent, and people outside can see what's going on inside anytime and anywhere. The furnishings of the room are very simple, with a large sofa, a bedroom, and a bathroom.

In the living room, there was a giant Muggle TV. Just by looking at it, Wang Chao discovered a fact...

Except for the Muggle TV, the rest of the furniture is all Muggle products. There is electricity here, and there is also a device called WIFI...

If this wasn't one of the strongest cells in the wizarding world, Wang Chao would have thought he was seeing an ordinary Muggle room.

In front of the sofa in the center of the room, an old man wearing a black prison uniform was watching TV programs attentively.

On the TV, several Muggles wearing strange tights were using various strange cold weapons to beat Desan's soldiers.

It should be a Muggle anti-German drama.

From Wang Chao's direction, only the back of the old man's head could be seen. Although his hair was completely white, his meticulous and unique hairstyle was unmistakable.

That is the legendary former Dark Lord - Grindelwald!