Hogwarts on the tip of the tongue

Beggar's chicken, also called rich chicken and braised chicken, is a very unique Chinese cuisine.

Like most Oriental foodies, Elena's deepest impression of beggar's chicken mainly comes from the classic scene where Huang Rong and Hong Qigong met in Jin Yong's The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

But in fact, beggar chickens in reality are much more complicated than in Chinese.

If you simply wrap it in soil and roast it, the beggar's chicken will definitely not taste good. The simplest reason is that the chicken inside will not taste good at all, and due to the sealing reason, there will be a heavy fishy smell, which many simple children take for granted. Because they misunderstood the description in the article, they ended up with a bunch of terrible mud roasted chicken.

Of course, Elena would not make such a stupid mistake.

The unique refreshing cold air of Hogwarts Lake mud protects the color of the chicken extremely well. You only need to see the attractive golden color of the chicken skin among the layers of cabbage leaves to know that her cooking this time has been successful. At least [-]% successful.

Click to view the picture, it’s really there this time

Without any hesitation, Elena picked up the knife and fork and roughly cut the chicken body left and right.

The next moment, the rich aroma of chicken that had been sealed for a long time quickly spread in the kitchen along with the steaming mist, mixed with the aroma of mushrooms, making people's mouth water.

The aroma of food, this should be the most beautiful taste in the world.

However, since the life taken away by Avada Kedavra has no soul, it is necessary to inject the soul into this fat chicken before eating it. Elena picked up the coarse salt dish next to her and shouted carefully. A thin layer of salt is sprinkled on the chicken, which is like a layer of crystal gauze and blends with the fat oozing out of the chicken.

"It's done. The scent and the presentation are really great."

Elena licked her lips, took an intoxicated breath, took out her "black walnut chopsticks", wiped them on the white tablecloth handed over by the house elf Burley, and picked up a piece of chicken. Put it in your mouth.

The golden and crispy chicken skin makes a pleasant clicking sound between the lips and teeth, the tender chicken bursts out with delicious juice, and the coarse salt rolls on the tip of the tongue. The smell of fungi and spices is mixed with the fragrance of vegetable leaves, which is just right. The chicken was greasy.

"Phew, it's hot, hot, but delicious. Come and try it."

“It looks really good”

Gellert Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, followed Elena's example, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

As the rich aroma of beggar's chicken flowed into his nose, he felt as if his whole body was exuding a warm and comfortable warmth. He had just eaten dinner, but his stomach suddenly became hungry again.

The old man picked up his fork, tentatively poked a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth.

Underneath the golden skin, the chicken is as crystal clear as snow.

It is obviously just an ordinary chicken used to feed magical animals, but it does not have the dry texture of ordinary chicken. Instead, it is very soft. The mushrooms and spices filled in the chicken belly do not interfere with the deliciousness of the chicken itself. It is evenly applied with The coarse salt grains on the surface give it a different kind of rough jungle flavor.

Forest caves, endless grasslands and lava hidden in volcanoes

Gellert Grindelwald opened his eyes and took an admiring look at the "beggar's chicken" in front of him. He threw down the fork in his hand without hesitation, tore off a whole chicken leg with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth. , every inch of the folds on the face exudes pleasure.

It's such a joy. Sure enough, being with this little guy is a joy.

In just a few mouthfuls, a huge chicken drumstick disappeared into Grindelwald's mouth.

However, just when Grindelwald was about to tear off another chicken leg, he missed something.

"Um"

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes and looked at Elena who had taken the "beggar's chicken" away from him. There was a bit of dissatisfaction and confusion in his tone, and he snorted softly.

"What do you mean a chicken drumstick is not a done deal."

"The tasting time is over," Elena looked at the fat chicken in her arms that had one of its legs ripped off with some heartache. She subconsciously took a sip of saliva. Fat chicken, you smell so good. Then, she raised her head and looked at Grind. Wo said seriously.

"Now you first need to answer a question, whether this beggar chicken can pay you for tomorrow's performance."

As a growing third-generation Dark Lord, Elena has a very deep understanding of this fickle and vicious old devil. If she had not reached an agreement in advance, according to the character of this old guy, she would definitely be able to do that kind of thing. The behavior of eating and drinking without acknowledging the consequences.

Similar to this confrontation, the two have already had more than one round.

Even though the relationship between the two is now closer than when they were at Nurmengard Castle, when they can cheat each other, neither Grindelwald nor Elena will show mercy, absolutely keep their promises and flexibly exploit all kinds of problems. The loopholes in the rules belong to the tacit understanding between the demon kings.

"A beggar's chicken may not be enough."

Grindelwald smacked his lips without saying anything, touched his chin which had begun to have some small stubble, and said thoughtfully.

"Two" Elena raised two fingers without hesitation and gave her price, "At most, one more stir-fried chicken offal and a large bowl of chicken blood soup can't be more. I have to have it too." Just food.”

"Three, half of the chicken is used to pay for the imitation signature, and the remaining two and a half are used to help you become Albus to deceive people."

Gellert Grindelwald shook his head and said seriously.

"If you guessed it right, I may have to show some magic ability, right? If you just need Albus's appearance, you can brew a polyjuice potion yourself and directly transform into his appearance to receive Luo The Goode family."

"It's a deal. However, you will have to make a trip for the extra chicken yourself." Elena shrugged.

"This is too simple."

Grindelwald smiled slightly, took out his wand and waved it deftly in mid-air.

The next moment, a fat chicken with a vegetable leaf ticket in its mouth appeared out of thin air in the Hogwarts kitchen, making a panicked cooing sound. Before it could see its surroundings clearly, another dazzling green flash appeared. Light flashed across the kitchen.

The little fat chicken slumped to the ground silently.

For a spell master like Gellert Grindelwald, as long as he has determined the location of the summoned object and stepped on it properly, it is really a difficult task to use a spell to summon an ordinary poultry less than a few hundred meters away from him. It couldn't be easier.

Since the traces of the fox had been forged once before, there was no need to continue setting up the crime scene this time.

It's just a simple forgery of Albus Dumbledore's signature, and helping Elena serve as a backdrop to host off-campus magazine editors. You can earn so many delicious meals. The most important thing is that you can also participate in In the midst of an important process that is changing the magical world.

For Gellert Grindelwald, it couldn't be a better deal.

"After you finish cooking this little guy, let's find an empty classroom to discuss tomorrow's plans."

Grindelwald shook the clean chicken bones in his hand and said with a grin, his eyes shining brightly.

GooChapter 2

The current progress is 825. I am confident enough to ask for a monthly ticket.

ps: The 25th of this month is Elena’s birthday. Please remember to give Bai Mao Tuanzi refills every day.

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