Chapter 370 Stealing the Chicken and Eating the Big Melon with Avada
There is still a breeding industry at Hogwarts, but it is very small.
To be precise, it is actually some small animals such as chickens, ferrets, rats, and rabbits raised near the Forbidden Forest by the gamekeeper Rubeus Hagrid and Kettleburn, who is the professor of Care of Magical Creatures. Not too much, mainly used to feed magical animals.
This was important information that Elena got from the house elf Burley after asking again and again.
After all, for the Hogwarts kitchen, the scale of the food raised by Hagrid and the others is still too small to be a stable source of meat for the school's three meals a day. The students' daily protein supplement mainly depends on Hogwarts. Various poultry and livestock imported by Watts from the non-magical world.
"There is no doubt that I am half a magical animal!"
As a mixed-breed Veela, after learning about the purpose of the small animals raised by Hagrid and others, Elena did not hesitate to label those small animals as "food reserves" - although they could not be used to feed the entire school. Teacher and student, but for her to give her a toothpaste, there is obviously nothing wrong with it both emotionally and rationally.
As soon as he heard that Elena could make some delicious new dishes, Gellert Grindelwald was also very motivated and took the initiative to help Elena get two fat and big Sussex chickens and delivered them to her. In the Hogwarts kitchen.
As for the chicken thief, the blame lies naturally with the foxes or vampire monsters living in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts. With Grindelwald's superb magical ability, it is too difficult to forge some traces. Simple.
It has to be said that compared to the pure lethality and destructive power, the convenience provided by the magic of this world in daily life is far more satisfying, especially in the field of cooking.
Beggar's chicken is said to be easy to make, but if you want it to taste good, you still have to put in some effort.
If you really foolishly follow the cooking methods in martial arts novels, not to mention how much precious edible parts will be wasted, the taste will definitely be very bad - no matter the food processing, pickling, cooking techniques, etc. A place that tests the chef's skills and experience.
"Grandpa, please help euthanize these two chickens, it's Avada."
"Avada Kedavra! (Avada Kedavra)"
Gellert Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, but without any hesitation, he recited the spell cleanly.
However, he had never thought before that that after so many years, the objects he would use Avada Kedavra on again would actually be two trembling fat Scottish chickens.
What concerned him most was Elena's indifferent attitude when facing Avada's Kedavra - few people could look at the Death Curse so calmly, let alone want to use it in the kitchen in a whimsical way. among.
This kid... is a born devil.
"that's it."
Elena said gratefully, lifting up the fat chicken that had lost its soul, raising the knife in her hand, skillfully cutting a small incision just below the chicken's head, and pouring the chicken blood into the small bowl that had been prepared.
For hygiene reasons, after Elena drained the chicken blood, she also specially cleaned all the thymus glands and chicken feathers near the chicken's neck, and also removed all the internal organs in the chicken's belly - and then it was particularly complicated in Grindelwald. In his eyes, he washed it cleanly and put it aside solemnly.
You know, chicken giblets and chicken blood are both delicacies in the world, so it would be a pity to just throw them away.
Although there are many ways to make beggar's chicken, Elena chose a relatively primitive and simple one this time, so there were not many raw materials involved. In the end, she chose to stuff mushrooms and various fungi into the chicken's belly.
In order to add more flavor, a layer of fine salt and a thin layer of fat were applied around the bare fat chicken.
The most authentic beggar's chicken needs to be wrapped in fresh lotus leaves. However, Hogwarts, located in the Scottish Highlands, cannot find this raw material for the time being, so it has to be slightly replaced with broad-leaf cabbage from the vegetable garden. .
Similarly, the mud used to wrap the vegetable leaves comes from the wet mud beside the Black Lake in Hogwarts. Of course, this simple digging work was naturally left to the house elves at Hogwarts.
"Is this okay? Is this what you call... super delicious food?"
Grindelwald frowned, watching Elena throw the ball of soil directly into the stove in the kitchen, with a somewhat hesitant look on his face. He always felt as if he had been fooled by this little guy again.
This way of playing like a child playing house, can the food made really be edible? !
"Just wait and see, it's as simple as it is complicated, and the heavy sword has no edge... Forget it, you don't know how to cook anyway, so don't express your opinions on these things. You have never won an argument about cooking. ."
Elena curled her lips and didn't explain much.
Grindelwald, who had had several experiences with real fragrances, had already learned not to make any harsh remarks before trying the food. He shrugged noncommittally and took the initiative to turn the topic to a discussion about Hogwarts.
Although there was no evidence, Grindelwald's intuition told him that the secret room discovered by the ghost professor at Hogwarts was definitely connected directly or indirectly to this white-haired dumpling.
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Time returned to the end of the two people's chat.
Accompanied by the crackling sound of dry wood in the kitchen stove, Grindelwald took the initiative to lift the human body shapeshifting spell and transformed from Albus Dumbledore into the wrinkled, bald old wizard again.
After a period of baking, the "beggar's chicken" in the stove is ready to be baked. There is a faint sweet fragrance in the hard soil, and the moist lake mud has long dried, showing a gray-black color. Hard shell.
"Now is the time to witness the miracle."
Elena swallowed and carefully used the tongs to pick out the mud.
The gray-black mud was burned very hard and hot, and it didn't look that delicious. However, when she thought of a chicken inside, Elena couldn't help but salivate, and she wanted to slap the mud away with her bare hands.
After looking around, Elena picked up a pan on the kitchen workbench and smashed it onto the hard mud.
Snapped.
As soon as the mud shell cracked, a unique fragrance of cabbage wafted out. It kept getting into people's noses, removed the mud shell, opened the overripe vegetable leaves, and a golden chicken appeared. In front of her and Grindelwald.
Gulu~
There was a sound of swallowing in the Hogwarts kitchen.
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