Chapter 328 The Professor with Unique Taste

Dobby's love for Harry was truly profound.

It fully explains what "as long as you are alive" means.

Even if you are missing arms or legs, it doesn't matter, I don't mind it anyway.

Robert slapped me on the face. How could I have forgotten that strange brain circuit thing? Originally, Mr. Gudo's housework skills were low enough, plus Dobby's influence.

He couldn't help but cross himself. May God bless you, Harry.

Of course, He shouldn't be able to do such a thing.

But wait, why is Dobby at Hogwarts Castle?

Ordinarily, after this guy attacked Harry, he returned to Malfoy Manor and would not appear again until the Chamber of Secrets incident ended. At this time, he was still running around outside. Isn't Dobby afraid of being punished by Lucius again?

Hmm, maybe I'm not afraid after all. This is a player who has a knack for self-mutilation.

After spending some time to appease Mr. Goodall, the house elves also prepared the crayfish, and everyone gathered around the dining table to watch curiously.

With the help of magic, the shrimp shell can be shed easily, but...

Can we still call crayfish without the shrimp shell?

How can you enjoy the fun of peeling shrimps by hand without their shells?

How can you suck the soup without the shrimp shell?

Smelling the familiar smell, Robert couldn't help but swallow, greeted the house elves, and went to the common room.

At this time, the little badgers had already decorated the venue. The desks and sofas no longer existed, replaced by tablecloths and various cushions spread on the floor.

There are many drinks piled up in the corner, butterbeer being the most popular.

Seeing those yellow liquids, Robert couldn't help but change his expression. Damn it, I even forgot that I couldn't touch alcohol!

Spicy crayfish without beer is soulless!

In the end, Robert could only drink alcohol-free butterbeer in silence and sit down with the little badgers.

"So Robert, you can't drink." Hermione smiled foolishly, wearing disposable gloves in her hands, which were stained with red soup.

Probably because she was stimulated by the spicy taste, or maybe because she drank wine, her little face was red and she looked very cute.

Robert blinked and couldn't help but move closer and said, "Are you disappointed that I can't drink?"

Hermione continued to smile and said nothing.

So Robert had a bold idea.

Three minutes later, their lips became even redder. The little girl lowered her head and silently peeled the shrimp shells.

Robert touched his nose and went to get the apple juice. It was too soft just now, no, it was too spicy just now.

"Is this the crayfish you're talking about?" Hermione asked softly.

"Yeah." Robert responded absently, "How does it taste?"

Hermione nodded, "The meat is delicate and the most important thing is, the more you eat it, the more you want to eat it."

"Friends! Thank you so much for the food!" Professor Lockhart suddenly shouted, "This is so delicious! Oh, damn! I can't feel my tongue anymore!"

As he said that, he quickly sat down and touched the butterbeer at his feet. After drinking most of it in one gulp, he jumped up and down happily, "This is the best dinner I have ever attended!"

The little badgers cheered, they are the little badgers who love food the most! Praising food is praising themselves!

For a time, the common room was very lively.

After a few glasses of wine, Professor Lockhart began his bragging spree.

"I'm not bragging, I really went to Cambodia." Lockhart said seriously. "I climbed over the mountains from Tibet, but it got hotter and hotter as I walked, and finally entered a rainforest area. There were too many bugs there. If Not that I have rich experience, I will definitely die there. After that, I walked forward again. I don’t know how long I walked before I encountered people. Because communication was inconvenient, I could only look for kind-hearted people to give me a ride. , and finally, to Sukun.”

A little badger asked at the right time, "Where is Sukun?"

"It's a town near the capital of Cambodia. It's popular to eat fried worms there." Lockhart said with a smile. "This crayfish reminds me of that kind of thing. Of course, that thing doesn't look as beautiful as this one."

Professor Lockhart raised the vegetable basin in front of him. Several crayfish, which had lost all sound, were resting on the edge of the basin with their claws. "Those things are black."

"Black?" The little wizards whispered and began to guess what kind of ingredients would be black.

After whetting the appetites of these little guys, Lockhart said mysteriously, "It's a poisonous black spider with long hair..."

The little badgers gasped.

Fortunately, this is the Hufflepuff common room, otherwise almost half of the little ones would feel cold in their bodies just from this breath.

Madam, Madam, it’s terrible!

It's a spider! Or a poisonous spider!

"Someone actually eats spiders..." The little badgers all showed scared expressions, "Wow, that sounds disgusting."

"You are wrong." Professor Lockhart educated, "Although bugs all look scary, some are not only rich in protein, but also rich in gravy. As long as you overcome your fear, you will definitely fall in love with them. …”

The little badgers all showed expressions of disbelief, but their little eyes rolled around, as if they had some immature ideas.

Robert looked at this unreliable professor with black lines on his head. Brother, Great Britain's dark delicacies are already famous all over the world. You must introduce more weird ingredients to the rotten country!

He simply couldn't imagine how interested his classmates would be in exotic ingredients after graduation.

But then again...

Cambodian fried poisonous spider seems to be a local delicacy, crispy on the outside, soft and juicy in the middle, and tastes somewhere between chicken and cod...

"Gu." Robert swallowed. Damn it, this kind of thing can't be easily imagined. He just thought about the two kinds of meat, and he actually felt like he wanted to taste the taste of fried spiders.

Fortunately, Cambodia is a bit far away, so he probably won’t be able to eat this kind of delicacy.

"Even though you said so, Professor." Stebbins looked a little uninterested, "But we can't get that kind of big spider, right? Even if we can mail it out from Cambodia, the customs won't be able to get through it."

Professor Lockhart nodded, "That's true, and the spiders over there are usually caught and eaten to ensure that the ingredients are fresh and the meat is plump... Hey, those spiders are quite big. There aren’t any spiders that big anymore.”

"There is Hogwarts." Someone in the crowd raised his hand, "Guys, don't you know? There are many, many spiders in the Forbidden Forest outside us."

Robert was stunned for a moment, hey, why does this voice sound so familiar?

He turned around and looked, oh, good guys, it turned out to be the twins and Alia and Angelina!

So... George is taking action?