Vol 2 Chapter 604: Niumaru (modified, sincere thanks to the leader Liting Shengge)

With a crisp "pop", Allen felt Ravenclaw slap him vigorously behind him, and Dian Yue meat trembled slightly with the opponent's slap, "Lie on the table."
The blood-stained tights that are tightly attached to the body are already connected to Allen's skin and flesh worn out by flying broomsticks. There is no way to simply use Allen's uninjured hand. Take it off completely.
After hesitating again, Alan had to lie down, his expression was sullen, and his ears were red-this shameful situation is different from the similar situation in which someone helped "an Ann next to the handle"...
With a stab, his last defense was torn off by Ravenclaw, and the tingling sensation of the tug made him hiss with a grin.
"You didn't seem to be afraid of pain in the sky just now." Ravenclaw said in a mocking tone.
Immediately afterwards, Allen felt a cold sensation coming from the inner side of BIG's legs, which smoothed the tingling sensation a lot. Ravenclaw's slender fingers were covered with cold and smooth ointment and moved forward. Ai Lun was so excited that he couldn't help humming softly.
"Don't move, there are activities in Helga's tavern. We have to participate later." Ravenclaw's fingers slid flexibly over his groin, and the unspeakable feeling made him shiver.
Later-the dark green door of the Helga Bistro opened, Ravenclaw stretched out an arm and made Allen, who was still flushed, put his uninjured right arm on it to help him walk with force Come in-his footsteps are still a little unnatural, but if he walks slowly, there is no big problem.
As soon as they entered the door, they saw a group of people gathered around the front counter, cheering and leaping continuously, and the atmosphere was very warm.
When Hufflepuff’s apprentice separated from the crowd, they led Alan and Ravenclaw over—though soon he didn’t have to do it because Alan was quickly recognized by the wizards who had witnessed the duel before. They called Alan's name enthusiastically, separated a way and let them pass.
Allen nodded politely and thanked him, and immediately saw Godric Gryffindor in the center of the crowd. He let his two sides of the palace sit on two wooden benches, and let his middle part hang in the air...Male Wu's situation looks worse than Alan's. There are some plasters on his head and upper body, and an arm hanging in front of Yuexue-but obviously his spirit is not bad, the corner of the red-haired wizard's mouth There was still food left, a stack of empty plates was placed in front of him, and there were some plates on the table filled with round meatballs, each of which was larger in size than a goose egg and was covered with it. Butter and deep-fried until golden brown, exuding a seductive aroma.
There is a huge wooden board floating high in the sky with people's names and numbers arranged on it. The largest and most distinctive name on the top is Godric Gryffindor.
When Gryffindor forkped another meatball and stuffed it into his mouth, with the cheers of onlookers, the light flashed, and the number behind his name on the wooden board increased by one digit. It's not just him, all people with this kind of meatballs in front of them, as long as they eat one meatball, the number after their name will increase.
"Ellen, would you like to participate in the fried oxball game?" Hufflepuff asked when the two approaching people approached. She glanced at Ravenclaw, and then gently added to Ellen. , "Just support my activities."
Allen hadn't expressed his opinion yet. He noticed that Gryffindor who was talking here gave a sad look at Ravenclaw, and then turned his face to Allen: "Boy, you really do better with broomsticks than me. Admit it." His eyes rolled around Alan's body, and the smile on his face looked a little joking, "Helga, his physique is too thin, and he is too young to eat this."
"Is it only thirty-six?" Allen squinted, scanning the Gryffindor record on the board and said, "Is it only thirty-six? I only ate a few snacks during the day, so I can just add it. The physical strength just consumed."
Gryffindor laughed, "Boy, that's what I want to hear, um... a developing little boy should eat more, so that his long body is worthy of his beloved girl. Sit down and try. Right." After speaking, he picked up the wooden cup and habitually wanted to pour himself a large sip of Ayre, but it was not until his lips touched the liquid that he realized that there was no room for them in his stomach. .
"Thank you, but I think I'm developing well." Allen sat directly opposite Gryffindor. In fact, he was a little helpless. Among his peers, his figure is definitely not thin, and he took the attribute medicine. He was actually much higher than the standard line, but the girls around him, except for Hermione his age and Luna, who is younger than him, whether it was Ravenclaw in front of him or took the second attribute potion. Penello is a little taller than himself...even Allen's sister Daisy...
Shaking his head and no longer thinking about it, Allen focused on the four fried beef in front of him. Allen, who was used to the customs of this era, directly picked up a hot beef ball and threw it into it. In his mouth, he bit it up, and quickly finished a beef ball, and he immediately picked up the other one—Allen was not trying to compete with Gryffindor for eating speed, but this beef ball It's so delicious, it tastes very special.
While Alan was playing, Hufflepuff took Ravenclaw and sat in a relatively remote and quiet corner of the pub at this moment. After pouring two glasses of wine, Hufflepuff looked at Ravenclaw, With worry color.
"Helga, go ahead." Ravenclaw said flatly after taking a sip of his drink.
Hufflepuff has long been accustomed to Ravenclaw’s conversations. She bluntly pointed out: "Royna... have you noticed the time converter on Alan’s neck? He borrowed my kitchen to do it. Pudding night, I noticed that the sand in his time converter was flowing slowly..."
Ravenclaw took the teacup hand and looked at Hufflepuff, but did not speak.
"I know he came from another time." Hufflepuff reached out and shook Ravenclaw's hand, his expression a little more serious than usual, "I have never cared too much before, because I think you might It’s just that there are some connections, but you won’t... But now, you still send me to help the male apprentice who administers medicine in that place-now you want to come and give him a scarf when they are in a duel. Lanffindor's entanglement... Rowena, he will leave here sooner or later... You are always sensible, you should understand..."
Ravenclaw waved his hand to interrupt Hufflepuff's persuasion. There was no fluctuation in her expression, and her tone continued to remain calm: "I always understand."
"It's a tie! Thirty-six!" The crowd watching the bar broke out and shouted, causing the two witches to stop talking and get up and get close.
In the bar area, when Allen ate the thirty-fourth piece, he already felt very supportive, but more and more people gathered around him, preparing to witness someone breaking the Gryffindor record, so He still chewed the beef quietly.
The opposite Gryffindor rubbed his eyes with his greasy hands. He looked at Alan with a bit of disbelief. The boy with such a small physique in front of him has such a large appetite.
"That's thirty-seven dollars! He broke Godric's record!" The crowd began to cheer.
He didn’t intend to stop deciding to expand the record. In order to be able to take a break and get a short period of relief, he started talking to Hufflepuff who came by, "Helga, did you do this? If it does. If it’s not a secret, people in my hometown will want to know how it is done~EbookFREE.me~This dish is so delicious."
"Oh, there is no secret, you just need to dip them in butter, add some salt and then deep fry them in the oil."
"How is that beef prepared? It tastes very special." After speaking, he glanced at the stunned red-haired wizard next to him, and felt a little proud that Allen decided to put another piece in his mouth-they were delicious. He didn't think it was like British food anymore.
"Thirty-eight!" the crowd screamed, the atmosphere was very warm.
"There is nothing special in the method, but the reason for the special texture is that these were obtained when the two-headed cow was alive-O, the two-headed cow is a magical animal personally cultivated by my cousin Rose in Modok. You can’t find them anywhere else. Maybe you can try a normal bull when you return to your hometown. You have to grab the meatballs while the bull is still alive, and then cut it with one knife. However, you have to be careful because those bulls After being cut, they will go crazy..." When Helga Hufflepuff mentioned cooking, he couldn't help but introduce it in detail.
"What?! I ate Niu Gaowan?!" The thirty-eighth cow ball that had been eaten in his mouth popped out of Allen’s mouth. He pushed it away feeling sad in his stomach. The plates in front of me felt I couldn't eat anymore.
"We can't count the last piece, but you still broke the record with thirty-seven." Hufflepuff looked at the number on the board and exclaimed enthusiastically, "As long as no one can do it before the end of the carnival. Beyond it, you are the champion who ate double-headed bullballs, Alan Harris, congratulations! People will spread your story all over Great Britain!"
Alan, who was speechless, felt even sadder in his stomach when he learned that he might become famous for eating high and playing...