Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

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Chopsticks, oh no, the wand hit a delicate plate produced by Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and made a crisp sound.

"Hey? Hiccup ~~ what's the matter, I am such a big plate of cheese bacon potato **** ?!"

Suddenly caught an empty Elena, she recovered and looked at the dinner plate in front of her with bacon and cheese balls, and blinked.

Unconsciously, there are only three potato **** left on the plate.

She remembered that she didn't eat much, and there are only three of them: the first, the other, the last, the last, the last ...

However, as an optimist, Elena has considerable experience in self-consolation and counseling.

After all, to think about it from another angle, in fact, she was thinking about Grindelwald's body. You know, the calories in the cheese are too high, for the elderly, it ’s good to take a bite.

Thinking about it, Elena, who was a little uneasy because of stealing, suddenly became more reliable, and the guilt in her heart swept away instantly.

"It's just that, in this way, the shock power that can be brought by the food alone is not enough."

Elena swallowed, and with her strong will, she looked away from the three solitary small potato **** on the plate, frowning anxiously, and knocking her wand with her fingers thoughtfully.

——Maybe I should refer to some other techniques?

Zizizi ......

In the gap between Elena's daze, a slight sizzling sound came from the direction of the fireplace in the room, accompanied by a faint smell of burnt air drifting into Elena's nose.

Hey, what's going on ...

A slight hunch flashed quietly, and Elena, who was in a daze, suddenly turned her head, looked at it and heard a scream.

"Yeah, bad! My garlic bread is still baking!"

"It's miserable, there are organ potatoes in the oven! It's time to take out the dressing."

"Hey, so hot, so hot, hot tongs ... where are the tongs?"

"Still have to fry cabbage, forget about it, and I can't see it anyway."

With the exclamation of the girl from time to time, there was another ping-pong in the kitchen.

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After a quarter of an hour, the top of the tower of the Newmontgarde Castle.

"So, what you said before is true?"

After a moment of silence, Gellert Grindelwald's expression on his face was quite complicated, and he took a deep look at the white-haired ball in front of him. The tone rose slightly, and he patted the hardwood bed board with his palm.

"It's unbelievable, this guy Albus, without a word, transformed my previous room into a little girl's bedroom ?!"

On the shabby wooden table in the room, several white and new plates were lined up in a row, and the food inside exuded a tantalizing aroma, which was a sharp contrast to the scorched black potatoes hidden behind Grindelwald.

And Elena, who reappeared in Grindelwald ’s room, has also taken a new set of clothes from the suitcase-from the Hogwarts-style black wizard robe to dark blue jeans with Hedge A mix and match method of knitting sweaters from the Peach Academy.

Faced with so many obvious changes, if Grindelwald insisted that Elena was a "prisonmate" who was sympathetic to him, then he might have been seriously demented.

Obviously, in front of him, the mixed-race little loli who only ate his hard-roasted potatoes, the actual living environment was much more moisturizing than Grindelwald imagined, and his old friends quickly took this Only the nasty little guy spoiled it? !

"Now, Mr. Grindelwald, why don't you try my cooking."

Elena glanced at the first Dark Lord with a face that smelled like constipation, and said cautiously that she had never expected that the gap between rich and poor would cause such a strong crit damage to the old man who was once at the peak of the world.

Know that in order to avoid Grindelwald being too embarrassed, she quietly cleared her throat at the door when she was quietly serving the dish, reminding herself that she had arrived.

So that at that time, the first Dark Lord who was rubbing potatoes with his teeth and grinning magically had plenty of time to adjust his emotions, and hide half of the potatoes that were “rubbed” behind him—well, of course, everything was It was done in her face, after all, a kind-hearted little fairy would not make a sound when walking.

"Not hungry."

Grindelwald glanced calmly from the garlic bread, bacon organ potatoes, cheese bacon potato balls, and fried cabbage before him, and his throat rolled silently, and said blankly.

Gu ~

At the same time, a sound resembling a frog sounded in a quiet space. Grindelwald's face changed abruptly, subconsciously covering his abdomen, a slight embarrassment and surprise flashed under his eyes ...

Strange, he clearly didn't ...

Guru ~ Guru ~ Cuckoo ~

The strange sound continues to reverberate, and there is a tendency to intensify.

"Is it fun?"

Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, his cold eyes piercing the little girl who was making a strange noise in front of his mouth, his chest was stuffy, and he only felt a burst of fire rising up.

"I just think that it is more appropriate to have some essential background music at this time. You see, you are really hungry, otherwise you will not cover your stomach in the first place."

Elena, who was imitating the sound of her tummy, stopped and spit out her tongue. If the cute and playful look changed somewhere, I do n’t know how many uncontrollable lo*ic*n can be mesmerized.

"you……"

Grindelwald took a deep breath, and he began to understand why Dumbledore would not even have his old face, and did the trick of cheating and running away.

Goo——

At this moment, Grindelwald, who hadn't even eaten, finally couldn't suppress hunger, and there was a shameful tweet in his stomach.

"Look, look, I'll say ..." The stunned hair raised on Elena's head swayed left and right excitedly, and said proudly, pushing the plate on the table toward the old man.

"Shut up for me! Go out! I like to eat potatoes baked with magic power."

Grindelwald finally couldn't help but roared angrily and angrily, if he didn't consider that it might be impossible to beat this energetic little monster, he even had a beating heart.

As he said, Grindelwald turned sideways to look at the dishes on the table and the annoying white-haired gnocchi. He took out half of the potatoes from behind and prepared to continue the process.

"It's not good to be picky eaters ... so ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Mr. Grindelwald, shall I sing you an appetizer?"

Elena glanced at the old man who was doing her last struggle. After thinking for a while, she carefully exited the room and stood outside the threshold. She tried to recall the famous "Millennium Recipe" from the previous life. The corner of her mouth was slightly bent. And sang in unison.

"Roasted potatoes, boiled potatoes, cheese bacon potatoes, mashed potatoes, fries, and shredded potatoes. Fried chicken, lentil soup, Alaska steamed cod, Bolognese noodles, Vienna fragrant steak ..."

"Vinegar braised beef, curry sausage, char-grilled steak, beef roll, lasagne, and that Turkish barbecue. Original chicken nuggets, turkey noodles, Hungarian chowder, mulris, grilled sausages, plus grilled pork knuckle and A large glass of cold beer ... "

"Stop! You won! You are just Satan reincarnated!"

Grindelwald turned sharply, he could no longer restrain the hunger in his belly, and finally chose to compromise in the song of the girl.

Sure enough, music is the most effective way for human communication-Elena smiled with satisfaction, and continued to sing beautiful songs unmoved ...

(The lyrics of the original "Ode to the Millennium Recipe" click here to expand)

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Friendly reminder, it is strongly recommended that you read this chapter in the beautiful song of Luo Tianyi's "Ode to the Millennium Recipe", every word of the fat chicken is right.

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