Vol 2 Chapter 595: Pudding (modified, sincere thanks to the love of the silver leader)

"In fact, this record happens to have a more sophisticated modern thermostatic charm on it. They can have a thermostatic effect on clothes. Mrs. Morkin... Oh, she is a more famous wizard and tailor. In my time, As long as you are willing to spend more money when buying clothes, you can buy clothes that have a constant temperature option when they are made." Alan, feeling relaxed, thought of the small bumps on his chin and reminded, "Although the finished product is finished There is no way to keep this spell, but as long as you have a little trouble and keep casting this little spell, I think you will never have a chance to develop pimples again."
The chair shook slightly, and Ravenclaw jumped off the chair and put the parchment in his hand on the bookshelf: "Is the Magic Academy completed? The founder has me?"
"It's completed. The four branches it contains are named after your four surnames." Allen hurriedly replied, but he didn't want Hogwarts to let it lose one college just because he went back in time, and paused. Then I added another sentence, "It lasted until my time. It was the best magic school in the world."
"Which college are you in?" Ravenclaw tilted his head and turned his gaze on Allen.
"I'm in Ravenclaw." Seeing the other person's curious eyes, Allen continued to explain, "Ravenclaw College uses wisdom and dexterity as a condition for selecting students.'Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind' is ours. The motto of the college."
Rowena Ravenclaw walked over and put two hands on the armrest of Alan's chair. She leaned down and approached Alan, looking into his eyes: "Then I am your dean?"
Allen shrank back, but felt held up by the backrest: "You are the founder, and naturally my dean."
"What's the name of the entire Magic Academy?" Ravenclaw let go of the armrest, grabbed a black quill, and asked, turning it in his palm.
"Haven't you thought about it? According to the school history, the name and location of this school were all you suggested that the other three agree..." Allen asked curiously.
"In that case, don't you tell me the name and let me think about it." Ravenclaw stood up and threw the quill aside. "But you have to take me to the address. I don't want to bother to find it. Up."
Allen looked out the window, "It's a bit late today, let's go back tomorrow morning."
Hearing this, Ravenclaw was not in a hurry. He picked up the information that Allen had compiled and sat on the rocking chair by the window to look at it, and pushed his right toe on the wall to make the chair shake.
Seeing Ravenclaw turning over her notes intently, writing and drawing on parchment, Allen gave up the idea of ​​asking her to go to dinner. He decided to get some food from Hufflepuff.
I took the opportunity to take a shower and turned the Miaomiao wizard's robe into a linen shirt underwear. Putting on the loose blue summer robe chosen by Ravenclaw, Apparition went directly to the tavern and pushed away the round one. At the door, I saw the Muggle troubadour sitting on the black and yellow sofa concentrating on eating pudding, as if the bowl of pudding in front of me was the most delicious food in the world.
Alan's eyes flickered slightly, and Luna's favorite thing to eat was also pudding, but it was completely different from the recipe and taste of the bowl in front of her. He waved his hand, stopped the Hufflepuff apprentice who wanted to come to receive him, and walked straight to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, all kinds of plates, cutlery and wine glasses in the cupboard were flying around in the air, and various ingredients floated out of the cupboard. The apprentices of Helga used magic to turn them into an integral part of a good meal-carrots Ingredients such as apples and apples are automatically chopped, the batter is automatically rolled up, and the pan is automatically stirred.
"Scorched bread, scorched grilled fish, like eggs fried for two weeks! The reason why my house elves didn't sound the alarm was because they were stunned by the smoke you made? Bonnie! "Helga's voice came, and Alan heard it and looked over. Helga's previously gentle and kind face became serious or even a little harsh. There was a plate of food that had been cooked for too long in front of her. The apprentice with the head down-Bonnie, the new red-haired witch who has arrived in recent days, has her head down with red ears.
"What are you laughing at? Tracy, I don't even need to look at your grilled fish. If you put it in the water now, it will survive!" Hufflepuff noticed the expression of another apprentice. He choked unceremoniously, "If you don't really learn cooking, don't come at night! This won't affect your magic studies during the day! Don't use it to please me!"
Unprepared to see the harsh side of Hufflepuff, who was kind and kind in the past, Allen hesitated to go in. If he said to Hufflepuff that he wanted to borrow the kitchen, would the other party think he treated her? Dissatisfied with the best and most confident cooking skills.
While Alan was hesitant, Helga, who had finished commenting on the apprentice and inspecting the kitchen, noticed Alan. She walked over and gave Alan a warm and flavorful hug, as if they had only been for the first time today. Know the same.
"Alan, what do you want to eat? Why did you come to the kitchen?" After letting Alan go, Hufflepuff looked around Alan, "You don't look so strange in this suit, but it doesn't seem like Your body looks good..."
"I want to make a hometown dish~EbookFREE.me~ Alan, who secretly took a few deep breaths, pulled out a reason, and then, for fear that the other party would misunderstand that she did not like her cooking, she praised again and again, "Helga, your tavern The dishes made here are very delicious, with good color and taste, and I like it very much. It’s just that I suddenly want to eat a dish from my hometown today-so I want to borrow the kitchen and kitchenware from you. "
"Hometown food?" Hufflepuff didn't feel dissatisfied because Allen borrowed the kitchen and didn't choose the dishes he cooked. "Maybe I can do it if you give me a name?"
"Uh...mainly I have some special personal practices..." Allen had to say another reason.
"Allen, you use these kitchen utensils and ingredients at will, don't be afraid, I won't be so harsh on a homesick wizard, besides, you are not my apprentice cooking, are you?" Hufflepuff looked at Allen. Comforted, "However, if you don’t worry about your cooking skills and don’t mind if the recipe is stolen, you can also tell me how to do it and let me do it? Or do it once for me to see, maybe I can do more Restore them well?"
Allen nodded hurriedly: "It will take longer for the first dish. I need some honey, yogurt, wine and isinglass." Helga danced his wand, and the ingredients Allen needed flew to the dishes in front of him. On the table, there was also a mirror flying over.
"Ellen, then I can start recording?" Hufflepuff asked.
"Of course, Helga." Allen looked at this familiar mirror in a daze. When he and Luna first met Luna, they had adventures in the mirror world together...
"Sarah, write it down completely." Helga ordered into the mirror. The mirror spun out of thin air and aimed at Alan.