I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Hufflepuff is someone who is considered impartial by Professor Binns.

Her secret room is full of interest.

The so-called chamber of secrets does not necessarily contain powerful alchemy or great magic.

Ravenclaw left her love for her daughter in the Chamber of Secrets, and finally met with her daughter whom she could not wait for in their own ways.

Compared with wizards, witches have more sensitive and delicate hearts.

John believed in Professor Binns' judgment that this secret room might not be inherited from knowledge, but might be a good memory or regret from Hufflepuff.

After eating the fried noodles in the typhoon shelter, John stared at the crab that he had assembled, wondering why he had eaten the gills just now.

After wiping his mouth and taking a sip of tea to clear away the bad smell in his mouth, John said in a calm and indifferent voice, "I'll have another one."

He saw the second lock on the back of the big cabinet open.

Sure enough, this needs to be opened by eating.

John was even more sure that it was Hufflepuff's Chamber of Secrets.

Hannah said in surprise, "Do you still want to eat?"

"Of course," said John, "maybe I have a bit of an appetite."

No, that's not a matter of appetite.

Hannah looked at John complicatedly. The things that he ate earlier were really not for ordinary people to eat.

As expected of the king of Hogwarts, he is really different from ordinary people.

She thought about it, does Qunxing Club like this taste?

Nanawi...

Hannah thought studying that cookbook might be the right choice for her.

Daphne was very happy and hurried to find materials to make new dishes.

After a while, a freshly baked west coast blue lobster was placed in front of John.

Under Hannah's tangled eyes, John broke off the head of the shrimp and saw the blue-dyed meat inside.

He took a deep breath, even though he didn't have a sense of taste, his vision was still there.

Whose food has blue besides blueberries.

The visual impact is uncomfortable.

John closed his eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.

The third course settled.

The fourth course arrives.

John just learned what he did just now, and closed his eyes to solve it quickly.

With the last bite, I don't know if it's raw meat or fish.

"Click."

The four locks are opened.

John wiped his mouth and looked up.

The big cabinet also seemed to find that its lock was unlocked, and threw the tableware out of its stomach very violently and said, "My back is open!"

Raising his hand to levitate the large cabinet, John came behind it.

"what is this?"

Daphne and the two also followed, and John patted the back of the big cabinet, but there was no response.

Reaching out and pulling it open, a small compartment appeared inside.

A lot of parchment fell out.

Daphne picked up one, and read strangely after seeing it: "One hundred ways to make potatoes?"

Hannah also picked up one, "The complete recipe of Scottish round-faced fat chicken?"

[Ding, found Hufflepuff's Chamber of Secrets]

[Ding, complete the challenge mission, find the secret room of the other two founders before the end of the school year, get the mission reward, magic blood +1]

John picked up one and it said, "Recipe for Winged Lion Tenderloin."

"These are...recipes?"

Hannah was a little unconfirmed, and John picked up another piece of parchment that said 'Dragon Liver Removal' and said, "No, these are cooking methods for magical creatures."

He was speechless and flipped through the past.

At least [-]% of the recipe materials here belong to the protection of magical animals.

He finally understood why Hufflepuff had hidden it.

It turned out that these things were later illegal.

"I should have thought of it." John smiled wryly, without any regrets or love.

This is the last stubbornness of a foodie.

"As Professor Binns said, Hufflepuff is not the type to keep secrets."

John sighed.

If these things are passed down in Hogwarts, I am afraid that there will not be a few wizards who graduate to become desperate wizards.

Hu Bao skipped over and said: "I remember this, because Hufflepuff had a fight with the other three founders because she wanted to keep the recipe."

It is conceivable that the other founders had mixed feelings when they saw this "one hundred cooking methods of magical animals".

"Well, I think I can take care of Hufflepuff."

John shook his head and took the recipe.

His eyes fell on '[-] Ways to Cook Potatoes', and he said, "This one can be kept."

He resented the skinned potatoes that the house-elves hadn't changed in years.

Hopefully Hufflepuff's recipes will give them a good lesson.

Hannah still didn't recover, and said, "Are these Hufflepuff recipes?"

"She is an excellent kitchen witch." John shrugged. "It seems that the other three founders felt that these foods should not appear on the Hogwarts table."

"It's too much!" Hannah said angrily, "How could they do this!"

"Uh... Hannah, you should see what's in here."

John euphemistically reminded: "More than [-]% of these are violations of the Fantastic Beasts Protection Act."

Hannah took it over and looked at it, and the more she looked at it, the more she doubted life.

The only things inside that can be served on the table are probably potatoes and Scottish round-faced fat chicken.

However, the Scottish chubby chicken has another name, the owl.

Basically, no wizard would eat an owl.

Even a ferocious dark wizard would not treat those little friends who delivered the letter like this.

To honor the founder of Hufflepuff, the matter was kept a secret among the three.

The irascible chef in the midnight kitchen grew up in the cabinet and also revealed the reason for the opening of the secret room.

"A person who can even eat such unpalatable things must be in need of help."

This is the original words of the big cabinet, Daphne was so angry that she almost blew up the kitchen with her laurel wand.

However, this trip was not all fruitless. In addition to recipes, John also received some other kind of help.

He takes inspiration from Midnight Kitchen's emotional cooking.

...

the second night.

Star Club.

Stirring the cauldron, John said to himself, "Hufflepuff can use emotion as a guide to let magic power give food different effects through special methods, just like refining potions."

Putting the cookbook outside, John walked into a room.

He summoned the Patronus Charm.

White light emanated from the albatross, and John raised his wand and closed his eyes.

"If I pour all the emotion into it, can I make it work differently?"

Opening his eyes, the albatross in front of John tilted his head.

"Then try it."

John put down his wand, looked at the albatross and said, "Why don't you go home and say good night to Ariana for me."

"no problem."

The albatross spoke, and flew out of the Star Society with its wings flapping.

The silvery albatross flew across the sky over England, flew to the Wick house and landed.

Ariana was listening to Mrs. Wick's bedtime stories, but basically John's stuff.

Like when John was ten years old and frightened the kids with a pencil, the shit out of those kids.

After listening to Ariana, she was still a little unfinished, and Mrs. Wick said tenderly: "The story is over, little white flower."

She kissed Ariana on the cheek and helped her tuck her back in.

"Mom," Ariana asked, "is John coming back?"

"He is a little villain, but he came back last year." Mrs. Wick thought for a while and said, "He is very busy in the wizarding world, isn't he?"

"Yes." Ariana responded obediently.

Mrs. Wick likes Ariana more and more.

The witcher is not only blood related to emotions, she herself is the adopted daughter of John's grandfather.

"Good night, little white flower."

"Good night, Mom."

Ariana is now acting like an introverted child, but she is much more cheerful than before.

This cannot do without the love from the Wick family.

Mrs. Wick leaned against the door frame with a smile and said, "What else?"

Arianna thought for a while and said, "Say goodnight to Dad for me."

"I think he'll be very happy."

Just after Mrs. Wick turned off the lights in Ariana's room, Ariana looked at the little bear on the bedside and said, "Good night, little bear."

after awhile.

A silver-white light appeared, and the little bear beside Arianna's bed jumped down and ran to the window.

"What's wrong, bear?"

Arianna sensed movement and opened her eyes.

She saw an albatross standing by the window.

Arianna flinched in fear, her eyes were black with air.

"Arianna." Albatross said John's voice.

"John." Arianna's black air disappeared, and she ran over to open the window in surprise.

The albatross flew in and looked around.

"It seems that you are having a good time," John's voice came out and said, "I can't come back for Christmas, I will prepare the presents, remember to put socks on."

After all, the silver light of the albatross turned into a faceless human figure in front of Ariana.

Gently stroked Arianna's hair and said, "If you have anything to do, you can write to me, I'm always here."

Silverlight turned into an albatross again and flew out of the window.

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