Hogwarts Food Master

Everyone laughed out loud when they saw Tutu's naivety.

Sure enough, it was the instinct of a carnivore to jerk off a chuaner. Tutu must have never jerked off a chuaner before, but he was able to do it with style without a teacher.

Soon, the Longger brothers came back with smiles on their faces.

"The mutton kebabs are so popular that even Eddie and Terra were attracted by the smell and are eating them in Grindelwald's cell."

The old guard frowned and said, "Then you eat first, and I will maintain the operation of the confinement circle."

It turns out that there is a powerful confinement circle here, which needs to be guarded day and night.

In the past, seven people took turns guarding. Six of the seven guards had to guard for four hours each, and the other person took turns.

In fact, this job is not hard, as long as people are in the room of the magic circle and watch it not be destroyed.

Helena shook her head and sighed, "He is still the same, always so cautious. In fact, Grindelwald no longer has the ability to cast spells. He is just an old man now and cannot defeat even the most ordinary Muggles."

The Lundgren brothers did not express their position, but they agreed with Helena's statement from the bottom of their hearts.

Wang Chao opened the stifling pot oven on the side and took out a beef hind leg and a tinfoil lamb leg.

"Bring these two thighs, as well as these chicken gizzards, chicken hearts, and beef and mutton skewers to the old man. Oh, yes, of course there is also beer."

"You are so thoughtful. You are indeed an Eastern gentleman. You have a heart of gold and you will definitely have a good marriage in the future." Helena used the levitation spell to take over the barbecue, turned around and left with the beer.

"It seems that they are about to relapse," Brother Longgren said with a smile. "It's a pity that Eddie, the two old men, has been chasing Grandma Helena all his life, but in the end he couldn't compete with the real Prince Charming."

Brother Longgren also smiled and said, "After all, Big Brother was really handsome when he was young. Although he was deceived by Grindelwald for a while, he still woke up in time, but he has never forgiven himself."

Brother Longger nodded and said, "Yes, after all, he must have been greatly stimulated by seeing so many people die before his eyes."

Wang Chao continued to be busy grilling skewers, but these words still reached his ears.

His kebabs were so popular that Grindelwald couldn't come out, so he entrusted Dumbledore to come over.

Dumbledore came over carrying a wine bottle and humming a song, "It's really good. It really surprised me. This is called kebab, right? I remember eating it before when I was in China, but the quantity was not so big. There are too many chili peppers, but this one is good, just right, I can accept it...wait a minute, what’s going on with this aroma?”

Dumbledore's eyes fell on the bombs on the side. He looked at them carefully for a while, then turned back to look at Wang Chao.

"What are these cute little meat balls? Why do they smell so strange? Can I try them?"

When is the busiest time as a barbecue chef?Now most of the skewers are already cooked, but the heat has not yet reached. During this period, you need to concentrate all your attention. If you are not careful, they will become hard or even burnt.

But if the heat is not enough, the essence cannot be locked in, and the taste will be bland, not even as delicious as boiled meat.

When the meat skewers are grilled until they are golden brown and the meat juices are overflowing to the top and seem ready to drip down at any moment, sprinkle a handful of chili peppers on top and the charcoal fire explodes, and a perfect skewer is completed.

The experience required for this cannot be solved by simply using magic. Magic actually has many similarities with machinery, and there is no such ability to adapt to changes.

Seeing that Wang Chao only had eyes for the meat skewers in his hand, even if Voldemort came to snatch the skewers, he wouldn't even look up.

Dumbledore decided to help himself and satisfy his curiosity.

He picked up a bunch of sheep bombs and looked at them. The cute little meat balls seemed to have been roasted. The reason why he chose sheep bombs was simply because they looked smaller.

In addition, those cow bombs were too big, so Dumbledore decided to give it a try and challenge the smaller ones first. He followed Wang Chao's example, twisted a little seasoning and sprinkled it on the sheep bombs, put it under his nose and smelled it. Put it in your mouth without hesitation.

The first feeling is very strange, it seems a bit sexy, but it doesn't seem to be, it just has a very seductive smell.

Then I felt its inner explosive power, like a small supernova, putting all its energy into Dumbledore's mouth.

"Mmm! It feels so good!"

Dumbledore felt as if there was a fresh magic flowing from his mouth to his abdomen. This feeling was unstoppable!

Seeing that Wang Chao still didn't pay attention to him, he secretly picked up another cow bomb. This one looked more serious, and it must taste better...

"Huh? It's a bit flexible, not as explosive as expected, but it's chewy and has a lot of endurance."

Dumbledore felt that he liked the lamb bomb better, but the beef bomb was a different flavor, and both kinds of meat balls were great.

If you must make a distinction, lamb bombs go better with chili peppers, while beef bombs are best eaten cut into pieces, which will have a better effect.

"The whole sheep should be almost ready. It's time to sprinkle salt water on it."

Wang Chao wiped the hot sweat from his forehead and looked up to see Dumbledore eating a bunch of sheep bombs.

"Principal? When did you come here?"

"I'm only here for a short while. I saw you were busy, so I didn't bother you." Dumbledore kindly raised the sheep bomb in his hand. "What is this cute little meat ball? It tastes good. Great, I will eat this more often when I go back."

"Uh...it's called the sheep bomb. It's the most explosive part of the sheep. Only rams have it, not ewes." Wang Chao couldn't say it directly. After all, not everyone can accept the sheep bomb. "You don't need to know what it is. As long as you know what you like, it's better than anything else. Many people are blinded by so-called taste. In fact, they just don't have the ability to think independently and dare not look directly at their own hobbies."

"That's really good. Our opinions are always swayed by the public. We, the wizards of Hogwarts, must be ahead of the times. Okay, then I won't ask what it is."

Dumbledore had a vague feeling that this was something extraordinary, but he really didn't think about the lower body of the sheep.

When the stone pit on the ground opened, a stream of white gas spurted out like a rainbow, mixed with the aroma of whole sheep meat and spices.

"Armor protection!"

Wang Chao was so close that he almost got burned by the heat. The lid of the stone pit was opened, and the golden-yellow sheep slowly rose up.

Dumbledore's eyes lit up, and the sheep bomb in his hand immediately lost its scent.

"Is this ready to eat? It looks so tempting!"

"Not yet, there is one more step."

Wang Chao sprayed the salt water evenly on the whole sheep, and quickly stuffed it back into the pit again. This time he put a layer of wet hand towels outside the pit, and added a layer of Tongtong protective spell, just in case there were any The heat escapes.