I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Although Gryffindor was careless, Slytherin sometimes brought potions that ruined the taste.

But a kitchen full of emotion is the best.

Even after an argument, they would sit down and enjoy a delicious meal of cod.

“With them gone, we have become meaningless,” Hu Bao said.

"There will be new wizards discovering you later," John said as he saw the food being baked. "They are just like the four original founders, bringing their friends to this magical place."

"You're right!" Hu Bao raised his spout happily.

At this time, a smell came.

John sighed.

"John, this dish is called thunder!"

Seeing Daphne's face still covered with crushed ginger that she accidentally touched, John just wanted to ask who invented this.

Mashed potatoes are mixed with mashed ginger, and some durians are added to increase the consistency, and a layer of what seems to be tomato sauce is poured on top.

John hesitated to speak.

Hannah also looked at the thing called 'thunder' with suspicion. After taking this bite, she just cleared the mine in her mouth.

"No, why are you using me to hold this? Take it away quickly, I can't stand it anymore!"

The plate whined.

John picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful.

Hu Bao screamed: "You don't want to eat that thing, do you?"

John tapped the table with his fingers and said flatly: "A full stomach is the happiest thing."

The table laughed: "Don't touch it, it's too itchy."

Putting the dish called 'Thunder' into his mouth, John's eyes widened.

He felt the magic power moving within his body, and the magic power contained in this mouthful was no less than the last time.

He looked up at Daphne, who still had ginger paste on her face, and the emotion poured into her turned into magic.

Second bite.

John kept putting 'Explosion Thunder' into his mouth. Apart from the weird particles and sticky texture, this thing still had its advantages.

For example, its ketchup is real ketchup.

Well, there are so many advantages.

After the whole plate was wiped out, John calmly wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

At this time, he noticed that there was a strange lock open on the back of the cabinet where the grumpy chef had grown up.

There are four locks on the big cabinet, and now there are only three locks left.

John stared for a while and said to Daphne: "I hope there are other dishes."

Daphne was startled, then immediately became happy.

"you like to eat?"

"Uh... I just want to eat." John couldn't lie, so he had to use a more euphemistic reason.

After all, he has no sense of taste.

Daphne was very happy, hugging Hannah and jumping up.

The grumpy chef got angry at the cabinet, smashed out two bowls and said, "The distinguished guests still want to order, so hurry up!"

The two of them dodged the tableware that fell out of the big cabinet and ran back to the cooking area.

John's eating of 'Thunderbolt' gave Daphne great confidence.

Like an experienced chef, she began to direct Hannah to make some preparations.

And Hannah is also studying hard.

They seemed to have forgotten who taught whom today.

Hu Bao said with admiration: "You actually finished eating."

"No big deal." John shrugged.

His eyes always fell on the back of the big cabinet.

All the four locks above were opened, and I didn’t know what it was.

The pot treasure admired John, and it flatteringly refilled the empty tea cup with hot tea.

The other tools in the kitchen all made a ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong sound, forming a tune.

Soon, the second dish came.

It was a Typhoon Shelter Fried Noodle.

Well, it's really windy.

John stared at the noodles floating above, lost in thought.

Why do you add special effects to cooking?

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Chapter 597 One Hundred Ways to Make Potatoes, Patron Saint

Hufflepuff is considered a selfless person by Professor Binns.

Her secret room is full of interest.

The so-called secret chamber does not necessarily contain powerful alchemy objects or great magic.

Ravenclaw left her love for her daughter in the secret chamber, and finally met her daughter, whom she had been waiting for, in their own ways.

Compared to wizards, witches have more sensitive and delicate minds.

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

After finishing the fried noodles from Typhoon Shelter, John stared at the crab that he had assembled and wondered why he had eaten the gills just now.

After wiping his mouth and taking a sip of tea to clear the odor in his mouth, John said in a calm and indifferent voice: "Let's have something different."

He saw the second lock open at the back of the large cabinet.

Sure enough this needs to be opened by eating.

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

Hannah was surprised and said: "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 gave John a complicated look. The things she had eaten before were really not something that ordinary people could eat.

He is worthy of being the king of Hogwarts, he is indeed different from ordinary people.

She thought for a while, could it be that Qunxing Club liked this taste?

Nanawi...

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

Daphne was very happy and quickly went to find ingredients to make new dishes.

After a while, a freshly baked West Coast Blue Lobster was placed in front of John.

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

He took a deep breath. Even though he had no 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 dish is served.

John might as well do what he did just now and close his eyes to solve it quickly.

As the last bite of something unknown whether it was raw meat or fish entered his mouth.

"Click."

Four locks open.

John wiped his mouth and looked up.

The big cabinet seemed to have discovered that its lock was unlocked. He threw the tableware out of his stomach angrily and said, "My back is unlocked!"

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

"What's this?"

Daphne and the other two also followed, and John patted the back of the large cabinet, but there was no reaction.

He stretched out his hand and opened it, and a small compartment appeared inside.

A lot of parchment fell out.

Daphne picked up one, and after seeing it, she wondered: "A hundred ways to make potatoes?"

Hannah also picked up one and asked, "How to make a fat Scottish chicken with a round face?"

[Ding, found Hufflepuff’s Chamber of Secrets]

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

John picked up one and it read: "How to cook Flying Lion Tenderloin."

"These are...recipes?"

Hannah was a little unsure, and John picked up another piece of parchment that said 'Methods for removing the smell of dragon liver' and said, "No, these are cooking methods for magical creatures."

He was speechless and looked through the past.

At least 90% of the recipe materials here belong to protected magical animals.

He finally understood why Hufflepuff hid it.

It turned out that these things later became illegal activities.

"I should have thought of it." John smiled bitterly, without any regret or love.

This is the last bit of stubbornness that belongs to a foodie.

"As Professor Binns said, Hufflepuff is not the kind of person who keeps secrets."

John sighed.

If these things are passed down at Hogwarts, I am afraid that there will not be a few wizards who graduate and take desperate risks.

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

One can imagine how complicated the mood of the other founders was when they saw this "One Hundred Ways to Cook Fantastic Beasts".

"Well, I guess I can handle it for Hufflepuff."

John shook his head and took the recipe in his hand.

His eyes fell on the 'Hundred Ways to Cook Potatoes', and he said: "This one can be kept."

He resented the house-elves' skin-on potatoes that had remained unchanged for years.

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

Hannah still didn't come to her senses and said, "Are these Hufflepuff recipes?"

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