The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Linde likes to be in the kitchen, sometimes better than in the laboratory or study. He likes to cook and sees the satisfied faces of diners.

He occasionally thinks that if he becomes a chef after graduation, he should also have a good time.

Linde is in charge of three meals a day in the wine house, Malika only knows how to make stews, Millicent only knows how to cook the ingredients with a torch, Melina has a sharp tongue, but her cooking skills are at the family level of.

Linde integrated magic into it, and the food he made can perfectly restore the taste of the recipes. Even if it is a state banquet-level dish, it can be processed in a short time by using magic. He is almost the magic version. God of Cookery. With such ability, he naturally took over the responsibility of being in charge of the kitchen.

Because they were going to part soon, Linde decided to cook a big meal and express his reserved reluctance.

Recalling that Millicent said he would never forget this Christmas, Linde actually agrees, this holiday is very warm, he likes to sit on the sofa, watch TV with three quiet girls, chat about the future, about magic Lah, about the world or something.

Linde is a traveler without a home. He is used to parting, and if he is greedy for reunion, it will make people hesitate. But the atmosphere of the wine house sometimes makes him feel like he is home.

The clock ticked, half past six. The scent wafting from the kitchen is even more miraculous than the magic happening in the pot at this moment. Usually at this time, Malika and the others would gather on the sofa, watch TV, and guess what to have for dinner by smelling the smell.

Melina likes sweet and sour taste, so there are sweet and sour pork tenderloin, pot meat and red cabbage soup. Millicent prefers something light, and Linde prepared her kidney bean curd, stir-fried shrimp, and vegetable salad. Malika, she's not picky, but she prefers bland food, such as porridge and bread. Linde prepared her fisherman's pie, pancakes, and small wontons in seaweed soup.

He himself is a meat eater, and he never gets tired of eating thick fried pork cutlets and braised pork.

At a quarter to seven, dinner was ready. A series of delicacies in the dishes fluttered out from the kitchen door, like a flock of fragrant birds, hula-la landing on the cozy small table. For foodies at this moment, Splendid Jiangshan is not as cute as this small round table.

"Dinner is ready! Good neighbors upstairs, please come down to eat." Chef Lin took off his apron with a smile, stood at the stairs, took out a triangle iron and knocked on it.

When he came to the hall, it looked deserted, and there were not even a few candles lit.

Other tables and chairs in the tavern had been covered with white cloth, waiting for a dusty future. It was obviously a small tavern, but at this time it felt empty, and the footsteps of people walking on the floor echoed empty.

It was already dark outside, the window frames were covered with snow, and the glass was foggy.

Malika got up from the fireplace early, and the firewood crackled and ignited. After hearing the greeting, she sat down at the table, obviously a little absent-minded, and didn't notice that there was a little charcoal on her nose.

"Nose." Linde reminded her.

"Huh? Oh." Malika wiped her cheeks with a wet handkerchief. She deliberately put on a little makeup and put on a neat and decent white dress, as if she was going to attend some important celebration.

Millicent and Melina came down from the second floor, dressed like city girls, warm-colored zipper shirts and jeans, and their hair was also combed, looking fresh and capable.

Linde suddenly felt that if they lived on the modern earth, it would be a good choice for them. They could take exams, go to university for further study, stroll along the streets, hang out in shopping malls on Sundays, go to the square to feed pigeons, and spend a comfortable time.

"Dinner is ready," he said.

The four gathered around the table as usual. Melina bowed her head in prayer, crossed her fingers and closed her eyes, and said silently. She never said who she was praying to.

No one spoke during the meal, it was very quiet. Linde remembered that the most lively day at the table was December 29 last year, when Melina and Millicent used chopsticks for the first time.

Millicent used these two wooden sticks as swords. They swung them fiercely, and they were able to produce sword energy. When serving food for the first time, she cut a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and the soup dripped onto her clothes. up.

Melina, who is usually quick-witted, is clumsy with chopsticks, and the third time she dropped the croquettes back on the plate, she couldn't help herself, and it was the first time anyone saw her laughing so happily.

Today she was very silent, holding chopsticks in her hands, and she was motionless.

"What's wrong? The food is not to your liking?" Linde asked briskly.

"Lie," she whispered.

"What?"

"You lied." Melina kept one eye closed, but the rest of her eyes were still bright, like a painted apricot, staring at Linde's face, "You are not an indifferent person. I said, save me, and hate me like a piece of wood. I don't know what these mean, but I know your heart is hot."

Millicent also eagerly echoed, "Linde, you have never been indifferent, otherwise why would you save me who is penniless?"

"That means I'm not indifferent enough." Linde doesn't like to talk about these things, but he understands, "I must remain indifferent, and it's best not to save me."

Malika kept her head down and ate pancakes in small bites. She asked vaguely, "Why? You are obviously a warm and enthusiastic person, why do you pretend to be indifferent?"

"You should more or less understand my abilities." Linde was very calm, "Although my divine power is exhausted now, to mortals, I am still almost like a god. I can control the thoughts of all rulers and make this world without wars. I can cure almost all diseases, I can produce endless food, so that there will be no hunger and no sickness in the world. I could have saved everyone, but I didn't, this is the greatest indifference."

There was silence at the table.

Malika stared at him, the tides in her sea-blue eyes reflected Linde and the candlelight behind him, she asked softly, "Why?"

"Because this world does not need gods. Human beings can eliminate wars by themselves, and solve famines and infectious diseases. I believe in Internassional, even if it requires countless sacrifices, even if it may never be reached. For this future, I must remain indifferent , God must not touch the great cause of mankind, for that will extinguish the spark lit by blood."

"Linde, sometimes you are really unpredictable." Millicent breathed a sigh of relief, "but luckily you are still the Linde I know."

Melina asked, "Are you sad about this, Lynd?"

"You mean to sit back and watch people live in pain?" Linde shrugged, "If I say I'm not sad, it's a lie. If I say I'm sad but don't act, it's hypocrisy. So I don't care about the moral standards of ordinary people. Make up your mind to live your life as you want.”

Malika smiled brightly. "Damn it," she said.

"The dishes are getting cold. Hurry up and eat." Linde greeted them to eat, "We will be separated for a while soon, cherish this meal, I prepared it with care, and seeing you guys not eating it, I will almost die of depression. "

At this time, the Book of Mora on the stage suddenly swayed without wind, and unmanned instruments sang together.

The new melody master appeared, at the last moment before the tavern closed.

Here is a discussion. Why does the God who loves the world sit by and watch the sufferings of the world? Because this kind of indifference is also love, which endows human beings with the freedom to choose their destiny. Just like Iluvita regards death as a gift to mankind. Of course, Nietzsche said that God is dead, and comrades are all atheists, so God is a tick? ps: In order to conform to the historical movement, Linde will basically not directly interfere with reality, but it is still necessary to have some fun.