The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

The next morning, John packed up all kinds of tools early and headed to Hagrid's hut.

Although it was the weekend, when John arrived, he saw the Harry trio, who were supposed to be sleeping in, and Michelle, already nestled in Hagrid's cabin, chatting with Hagrid.

Seeing John appear, everyone's eyes lit up.

Michelle enthusiastically took the magic suitcase from John's hand.

John wasn't surprised.

After he had learned almost all of Hagrid's jungle skills, the weekly 'wilderness survival classes' became something similar to a gourmet party.

Michelle, Harry, Ron, and even Hermione, who is obsessed with studying and can't help herself, come to enjoy this feast almost every time.

"John, what are you going to do this time?"

Harry asked expectantly while rubbing John's shoulders in an awkward manner.

“Vegetarian spring rolls, fried baby potatoes, smoked salmon sandwiches, boiled shrimp, popcorn with some bread and dipping sauce.”

John said expressionlessly.

There were too many people dining there, and he was too lazy to cook those time-consuming and labor-intensive meals.

Therefore, the dishes he selected are all extremely simple snacks that can be completed with a little effort.

Of course, except for the spring rolls, the other snacks were a bit bland.

But that's not a big deal either.

All you need to do is mix a few large pots of various dipping sauces, and all the problems will be solved.

John turned to look at Hagrid beside him.

Hagrid should have gotten the dragon egg by now.

John was going to ask Hagrid to confess everything about the dragon egg today.

In this way, he can also intervene.

You know, the fire dragon is full of treasures!

Dragon skin, dragon blood, dragon egg shells, individual dragon venom, and other organs.

These can be sold for big prices!

Although what Hagrid was holding was a dragon egg, and John couldn't really peel it off.

But it's still not a big problem to get some benefits from it.

This is also the last bit of 'gold' left in the gold mine of Chilaw.

Of course, this will have to wait until after dinner.

With this in mind, John got up and rummaged through large bags of various ingredients from Hagrid's hut.

Looking at these ingredients, and thinking of the names of the dishes that John reported earlier, Harry and the others' eyes were straightened, and they were swallowing frantically.

John shook his head, found a wooden deck chair made by Hagrid himself, sat down in the open space outside the house, and then said:

"Harry and Ron. You go wash the small potatoes. Be careful to wash them carefully. I don't want to eat mud! Clean the shrimps, clean the corn kernels, and cut the jumping toadstools, green vegetables and radishes. Cheng Ding. For Hermione, just go cut the white bread and use it for making sandwiches later."

Following John's order, the Harry trio got busy.

When Michelle saw this, she came over with a pair of big shining eyes and said:

"John! John, what about me? What do I do?"

"Just sit still and that's enough!"

"How can that be done!" Michelle said righteously with her hands on her hips, "Everyone is working hard, how can I be lazy!?"

Hearing this, John glanced at his mouth and said:

"Do you think I don't know what's going on in my head? Are you asking me to help with the work? I'm afraid that after the work is done, you've also eaten all the food on the side?

Also, don’t think I can’t hear it. You are mocking me for being lazy, right?

Let me tell you, this is not called laziness, but rather recharging my energy!

Cooking is something that takes a lot of energy and energy. As the general and chef, I must maintain the best condition! "

"Hey!"

Exposed, Michelle stuck out her tongue.

But John didn't blame her anymore.

Michelle has been this free-spirited person since arriving at Hogwarts, and he is used to it.

John turned his head and prepared to chat with Hagrid, trying to get as many words out of him as possible.

But just when he turned around, he saw a somewhat familiar figure walking from the direction of Hogwarts Castle.

"Who is that?"

John asked with a frown.

There were already enough people eating, and he didn't want to add an extra set of utensils for no apparent reason.

But Hagrid ignored him at all.

I saw Hageten jump up from the seat, shaking his arms crazily and shouting:

"Professor Dumbledore! What brought you here?!"

Dumbledore?

John was so shocked that he opened his mouth slightly, and Harry and others who were still busy next to him also looked over.

Under everyone's gaze, the figure in the distance came closer, and Dumbledore's iconic white beard also appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"I'm so sorry. I just heard that you often hold parties here, so I came here to have a look. As you know, when people get older, they just like to join in the fun."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

Hearing this, Harry, Hagrid and others burst into laughter.

Dumbledore's interests and hobbies are already well known at Hogwarts.

At gatherings such as the year-end dinner, Dumbledore was always the last to leave if nothing happened.

He just likes to see the lively scenes of students having fun.

At this time, John jumped up from the recliner in an instant just like Hagrid before.

He pointed to the deck chair and said:

"Please take a seat, Professor Dumbledore. Please join us for lunch later!"

"John, this won't bother you too much, will it?"

"You are joking!" John said firmly, "It's just an extra set of tableware!"

"Thank you so much, John!"

As Dumbledore spoke, John directly helped him to the recliner.

Then, John took out a brand new pair of dragon leather gloves and put them on, and said to Hagrid seriously:

"Is there any meat left?"

"Of course, in order to prepare for today's party, I went to Hogsmeade Village yesterday to buy half a fan of freshly killed beef and kept it fresh with magic!"

John nodded and walked towards the yard behind the hut under the leadership of Hagrid.

"John! Chef John! Aren't you going to recharge your batteries?"

Michelle said happily as she chased after John.

And as soon as she finished speaking, she was hit on the head by an angry John.

Michelle covered her head and groaned, then chased John to the back of the cabin.

This scene amused Dumbledore, Harry and others.

They gathered around and laughed, talking about interesting things about Hogwarts recently.

Dumbledore would laugh out loud from time to time and seemed very happy.

From the looks of them, it seemed like they could go on talking and laughing forever.

But even though he said that, when noon approached, several people stopped talking in unison.

It's not like their words have run out.

It was because, from behind the hut, there was a strong aroma coming from behind.

"Hmm! It looks like our Chef Shafiq is really amazing!"

Dumbledore licked his lips and sighed.