Rebirth of the Harry Potter

The Quidditch game time is around ten o'clock.

So, they still have some time to do other things, such as...

Although Harry thought these times were simply not enough, it was contempt for him.

(=?ω?=)

But Helena and Astoria don’t think so, they think that their skills will definitely satisfy Harry-they can make delicious and enough in more than two hours Breakfast comes.

But these two young ladies are all golden bodies who have never entered the kitchen.

Harry lost hope.

"Don’t look down on me, my taste is not just casual, you can learn to fry a poached egg for me from zero to two in these two hours. The breakfast at the table, I tell you, my belly is the same as the dragon."

This idea was proposed by Helena. With her somewhat petty personality, she certainly wouldn't want to live here in vain.

Otherwise, what happened?

She is Helena Ravenclaw, how can she live in a wizard's house as if she were kept?

So she promised that she would be responsible for the breakfast in this house. After Harry got up every day, he could have a hot breakfast waiting for him.

Then Astoria thought it was very interesting, and also shouted, to cook for his brother.

Harry didn't want to be so troublesome.

So he said generously: "If you really want to thank me, it's enough to pay for it, so why bother."

Helena's problem of indirect deafness was repeated.

She was unheard of.

There are many question marks in Astoria's heart, she said doubtfully: "Brother, what is the compensation?"

Harry thought for a while and said, "Well...you can understand it as a kind of "eating", but the place of "eating" is not fixed, such as the kitchen, balcony, bathroom, bedroom, sofa... Yes."

Astoria nodded inexplicably.

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Harry patted the wall and shouted, "Bing House, give me another function in the room to reach any door anywhere."

Slowly, the wall began to twist, forming a vortex, and finally a door appeared.

"Okay, you can go. Well, whether you want to buy ingredients in the magic world, or go to Gu Ling Pavilion to change to pounds and then go to the Muggle world, it is up to you."

So nervous Helena and excited Astoria stepped on the door where Hogwarts could get out.

A ghost, a little girl, shopping together.

Listen to it!

...

After half an hour, they returned.

They carry a lot of things.

After seeing what they bought, Harry looked "surprised".

"Wow, toad, we can fry it, it must be more delicious than fried chicken legs, why other chefs can't think of this? They must be too stupid!"

"This is? The palm of the monster?" Harry nodded and commented: "Perhaps the steaming is good."

"Prono caterpillar-just adjust a cold dish, or sprinkle garlic juice after steaming."

"Let me see what else." Harry glanced carefully round by round.

At least he is going to die under what, should he understand?

"There is also a big bag of slimy slugs." Harry said with a sincere "sigh": "Helena, who is both beautiful and smart, has not forgotten to cook a pot of fragrant soup."

"It's my favorite with the colorful piranha that Astoria clings to, the tangy mushroom soup."

"Well... there are still fresh fruits, Medusa snake fruit, if I remember correctly, I remember one enough to poison an adult dragon."

Helena felt she was fooled.

In Diagon Alley, the old witch-nosed witch who was stalling took her to introduce her, saying that these are the favorite foods of modern young wizards.

But looking at Harry like this, it seemed, vaguely, probably, probably not.

Astoria said happily, "Brother, wait, let's watch our craft."

Then he pulled Helena into the kitchen.

Astoria picked up the wand and pointed at the gas stove, saying, "Guru Guru."

A blue flame "bang" appeared and fell into the stove.

Harry listened to the clanging sounds of their pots and pans in the living room, and exclaimed from time to time.

With a sigh, I grabbed the little cutie walking around in front of him, and took two.

Said: "Later, the food they cook will be given to you."

Little cute broke away and escaped to the bedroom.

Forty minutes later.

"Rice" is ready.

Helena and Astoria looked at Harry sneakily, and then brought out a large pot from the kitchen.

At this time, Astoria no longer has the confidence just now.

Because she knew that this pot was still boiling green bubble food, definitely not something to eat.

At least it's not the same as bread, milk, bacon, barbecue.

"Is this the legendary "hodgepodge"?" Harry had a complicated look. He looked at the strange things that boiled everything together, and then looked at Helena and Astoria.

The two of them bowed their heads one after another, daring not to look directly at Harry's eyes.

Harry's wand drew a circle in the air.

"Clean it up."

That pot of dark cooking was swept away without leaving a drop.

Then he went back to the kitchen and called a bunch of eggs from Hagrid with a flying charm.

Finally, Harry fried the poached egg, and then cooked half a pot of rice porridge.

When Astoria ate fried golden eggs and drank a large bowl of porridge, although simple, they were also very happy.

Helena sat across the table, feeling that she was neither standing nor standing.

Harry said lightly: "Since you agreed, don't just talk."

Helena nodded slightly.

"When are you free, you can go to New Oriental for further study, I still prefer to eat Chinese food."

Helena asked: "Where is New Oriental?"

Harry said: "Hogwarts in the cook world." (Me, New Oriental, money!)

Helena looked shocked.

...

The Quidditch movement is particularly popular, even in this bad weather, it can't stop the wizard's love.

The teachers and students of the whole school came out to watch the game as usual.

They ran down the lawn toward the court, lowering their heads to resist the violent wind, because the umbrella in their hands was blown away by the wind.

In the locker room, Slytherin's Quidditch captain Flint cried and cheered his teammates: "Don't worry, we won't care about this drizzle."

Above Malfoy's head, his upper body clothes were wet, because on the way he came, his big umbrella was also scraped away.

There was a sigh in his heart: if there was drizzle, then there was really no heavy rain.

The Slytherin players put on dark green shirts and looked at Flint.

Flint usually speaks before the game to boost morale.

But today Flint didn't have that thought anymore. He sighed and went out. The others followed him.

The wind blew violently, and as they walked towards the stadium, the youngest Malfoy was shaken from side to side by the wind.

A thunderous thunder suppressed the cheers of the audience.

No one in the team murmured: "It seems that it will rain more."

"Shut up, crow mouth!"

...

The Ravenclaw Quidditch team member had just walked in from across the field.

Harry was standing at the door.

They both winked at each other, leaving Zhang Qiu at the end.

Who doesn't know that Harry Potter and Zhang Qiu are in love, let alone the red flying broom that Zhang Qiu holds in hand is sponsored by Harry.

"Ravenclaw is smart," Harry praised.

Zhang Qiu smiled.

Harry held Zhang Qiu's hand.

Zhang Qiu blushed a little. Although she had not yet entered the stadium, there must be many people watching the stadium.

A layer of gauze covered Zhang Qiu's whole body, and the raindrops bounced away near Zhang Qiu.

The firebolt can reach a speed of 150 miles per hour. In this kind of rainy day, the eyes cannot be opened and the golden thief cannot be seen.

If you fly in the sky, you can get soaked in half a minute, and in five minutes, your body will be frozen and unconscious.

Harry didn't want Zhang Qiu to suffer such a crime.

The most important thing is... he still does not violate the Quidditch rules.

(???)

Because the rules do not prohibit players from having a protective spell, this is the most nonsense.

...

Zhang Qiu kept up with his teammates.

The two teams walked to the center of the stadium.

Ravenclaw's robe is blue. When Zhang Qiu played, he attracted everyone's attention.

At the same time, the exclamation of "Ohhhh" sounded.

She is really beautiful and amazing.

Commentator Jordan shouted: "It is Hogwarts' most beautiful looking player, Zhang Qiu."

"But in today's weather~www.ltnovel.com~ she seems destined to suffer."

"Because she is the only female player in Ravenclaw, her teammates and opponents have a special body today, and I can't help worrying that Zhang Qiu will be blown away by the wind in the sky..."

Jordan was able to mobilize the audience's emotions, just when everyone couldn't help following his thoughts and worried about Zhang Qiu.

A huge male duck's voice suddenly sounded.

That was Jordan's shout, and the microphone was broken.

He seemed like Goblin discovered the New World.

"Oh my God!"

"That's...that's, Firebolt!"

"Zhang Qiu is holding a fire crossbow arrow!!"

...

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