Hogwarts Food Master

When it comes to this, Wang Chao doesn't feel sleepy anymore.

"That's right, our ancestors are wise, and they can control public opinion. What kind of wizards are not wizards? The unified title of our ancestors is called gods. Not only can they call the wind and rain, but they also have elixirs that prolong life. One pill is worth a gold mountain. Yinshan, don't think it's too expensive for you. If it's too expensive for you, I won't find it too expensive. It's all refined from the spiritual treasures on the Immortal Mountain. If you eat it, you'll be in good health. This is called elixir. Each pill will ensure that it's cooked. If it's not cooked, I'll eat it myself. Got it."

"Hahaha... I have to accept it, but there are times when I lose it. For example, Qin Shihuang suddenly woke up and buried alive several wizards who had fooled him, and burned their books."

Dumbledore has always been interested in the history of various countries. Wizards in China have always gotten along well with Muggles, so he is naturally more interested.

"That's because they were too greedy. They took the First Emperor's gold and randomly made some magic potions to deal with him. That time they almost sent the First Emperor directly to meet his ancestors. It was right for the First Emperor to lose his temper. Later, he learned from it. Lesson learned, I found a new way to invent the science of golden elixir. Eating golden elixir may not make you immortal, but eating it will certainly not kill you."

When mentioning the story of Qin Shihuang and the unscrupulous wizards, Wang Chao couldn't help but laugh.

In Muggle legends, the story of Qin Shihuang and the alchemist is always used as a warning to those in power behind him that immortality is just an illusion and that superstitious alchemists can only fetch water from a bamboo basket.

But the wizard version is much more cheerful, with the pretty alchemist provoking the emperor in love, the brave wizard outsmarting Qin Shihuang, etc. In short, there shouldn’t be too many legends in various versions...

Can you believe that there are also detective and suspense stories?But this is not the most exaggerated. The most terrible ones are the works of British wizard writers. Those from the Great Corruption Country are always the most terrifying.

Dumbledore was also a rotten man, and he was also a big fan of the First Emperor. In the deepest part of the bookshelf, he secretly kept a copy of "Twelve Years of Searching for Medicine in Penglai". The content is that in order to make the First Emperor immortal, Xu Fu led the crew through thousands of years. After many difficulties and dangers, they finally found Penglai Fairy Mountain and found the elixir of life. However, when they returned, they found that the First Emperor had died of illness long ago.

Xu Fu was heartbroken, destroyed the elixir of life, jumped into the sea and followed the First Emperor.

This masterpiece is praised as the "One Thousand and One Nights" in the wizarding world, the most touching love tragedy novel in the world...

"Uh-huh!" Aunt Vivian snorted forcefully and brought the topic back to the Brothers Grimm.

"These brothers are really unlucky. They actually met the ghost lady in the dark forest. If they are wizards, even if they are only in the first grade and know the stunning spell, they can defeat the ghost lady. But two adult Muggles met When it comes to her, it's going to be very bad."

The actual situation was similar. When Granny Ghost came back, she found the two brothers lying on the ground with round bellies. Without saying a word, she summoned rattan sticks to tie them up like rice dumplings.

The ghost mother-in-law wandered around the Grimm brothers twice, and finally chose to let her brother work as a coolie and raise her younger brother.

My younger brother seems to have thinner skin and tenderer meat. Although he is not a child, he can still eat it.

Hearing this, Grindelwald laughed loudly, "Granny is just a little goblin after all, with serious intellectual disabilities. If it were two children, her little tricks could still control the scene, but the other party is audacious. Two adults are hiding from tigers and fighting wolves, how can they be allowed to be slaughtered?"

"Keep listening to my story! It's too difficult to tell stories to you people!" Aunt Vivian muttered dissatisfied, "Do you all think you are some powerful person?"

"I am indeed a powerful person." Grindelwald did not need to be modest. "Dumbledore is also very powerful. Terra and Eddie are both famous and powerful Aurors. If they don't look at me, any of them will go out. I can easily become the Minister of Magic."

"The powerful people I know are all obedient and listen to stories, such as Dumbledore!" Aunt Vivian immediately moved the mountain out.

"But, it was Dumbledore who was the first to interrupt you. Have you forgotten?" Grindelwald felt very aggrieved.

"I don't know, I didn't hear it, why don't I remember this?" Aunt Vivian stood up with her huge body, feeling full of oppression.

"Ah, maybe I remembered it wrong." Grindelwald immediately gave up and made a comforting gesture, "I would like to make a suggestion. We must listen to such a nice story in one breath. Who else will If you interrupt, I will be the first to let him go!"

No one answered him at all, especially Dumbledore, who looked innocent and drank espresso slowly.

Aunt Vivian didn't intend to continue to pester her. She usually liked to gather the children together to tell stories, but recently the children had grown up and rarely came to listen to stories anymore.

She is really a little lonely.

It was hard to gather so many people today, so she wanted to have a good talk.

"In the next few days, my elder brother was doing various odd jobs every day, while my younger brother was locked in a cage, fed and fed well and fat. In the blink of an eye, in a week, It’s over..."

On this day, Granny Ghost captured a little girl wearing a red hat and put her in a cage.

After catching prey in a row, Granny Ghost was very happy, and she decided to hold a party!

The little girl was raised for two days, and today she roasted the man with tender skin and tender flesh. Then she jumped to the side of the cage, hooked her fingers, came out with the cane, and tied up Brother Green.

Granny Ghost sprinkled her brother with olive oil and coarse salt, and stuffed a big red apple into his mouth.

She ordered her brother to push the small dining cart over and pushed her brother onto it. She happily walked in front, humming a song.

But behind, the elder brother suddenly took out a table knife from his arms and secretly cut off the cane that the younger brother had set up.

The moment the oven door was opened, the younger brother suddenly jumped out of the dining cart, and the older brother pushed the dining cart hard.

With a bang, it hit Granny Ghost behind her, and she stumbled and flew into the oven.

But just when the Brothers Grimm thought they had succeeded, several vines flew from all directions and trapped their arms and legs. Another one reached into the oven and pulled the ghost grandmother who was about to be cremated.

The two sides are in a stalemate, and there is nothing anyone can do.

However, human physical strength has its limits, and magic is far more durable than human power. Gradually, the Brothers Grimm felt exhausted.

The cane had already pulled the ghost lady out of the oven, her hair all burnt off. As long as she came out of it, the two brothers would definitely die without a burial place and they would both be made into roasted people and eaten.

At the critical moment of life and death, the girl in red hat tried her best to squeeze out of the gap in the cage.

It turned out that Granny Ghost had channeled all her magic power to deal with the Brothers Grimm, but the other side of the cage had ignored it.

The girl in the red hat escaped, immediately jumped onto the dining car, picked up the knife, and cut off the taut rattan with all her strength.

Granny Ghost screamed and was pushed into the oven. A burst of blue flames suddenly exploded and the iron door of the oven flew out.