Chapter 684 The decisive battle at the end of the century--Harry's troubles 1
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Hen Kun De Guo San Sui
Charles didn't chat with Dumbledore in the office for too long. Instead, he took advantage of the principal's office to order a steak from the kitchen, packed it up, and took it to the Gryffindor lounge.
Speaking of which, I have to praise the craftsmanship of the house elves at Hogwarts. After being fed recipes by Ciel for several consecutive years, the craftsmanship of these house elves has even become comparable to the so-called Michelin chefs.
So far, as long as Ciel goes to the kitchen, takes out a photo of delicious food, and describes to the elves what it tastes like, these magical house elves can basically restore it [-]%.
This is how the so-called steak mountain came about. The reason was that Charles remembered that in his previous life, the Eagle Sauce family on the other side of the ocean had launched a pure meat dish called the Fortress. Charles just threw out the minced meat inside the fortress and used tender steaks instead. Just rolled together.
The main reason is that the taste of pork ribs is much more fragrant than others, at least Charles thinks so.
Just as Ciel stepped into the Gryffindor lounge with the tray in his hand, a suppressed sound of quarreling suddenly reached Ciel's ears.
"fxxk, Harry, you have no idea why I listen to the radio every day. You have no idea how I feel when my family leaves Hogwarts every day! You think I'm innocent?" Okay?"
"fxxk, Ron, do you think I feel good? Hermione and Charles have gone to fight Voldemort! But I can only sit in the Gryffindor common room like you, a loser, all the time. Worry about your partners! Worry about your friends!”
"Waste? Huh? Harry, is this what you are thinking? I always think that I am a very good friend. Is this the image I have in your mind?"
"No, I mean..."
"Come on, listen, we're done!!!"
When Charles walked through the door of the lounge and actually stepped into the door of the lounge, what came into view was an angry Ron and Harry who stood there not knowing what to do.
The two also noticed Ciel entering with a large dinner plate. Before Ciel could say anything, Ron glanced at Ciel and then stepped onto the stairs leading to the men's dormitory with an indifferent expression.
"Ron!"
Harry called Ron's name, but unfortunately Ron ignored Harry and disappeared into the dim corridor without turning his head.
Seeing that Ron seemed to be paying no attention to him, Harry was like a wounded beast. He sat down on the sofa in the lounge dejectedly. He didn't know whether he was ashamed or crying. Harry sat down and Just wipe your face with your hands.
There was a crash, and a sound that sounded as if the dinner plate had been deliberately hit on the coffee table. It startled Harry who was in the middle of emo. Before Harry could react, Ciel's voice came from the side. .
"Want some midnight snack? The kitchen's special mountain of spareribs!"
After Charles finished speaking, he opened the lid of the menu. In an instant, a unique aroma of barbecue reached Harry's nose.
But it was a pity that Harry was not in the mood to enjoy the delicacies brought back by Ciel at this time. He covered his face and shook his head with a bitter smile.
"No, I'm sorry, Ciel, I don't have much of an appetite."
As for Harry's lake, Charles could only sigh helplessly, shrugged his shoulders, and then went to tear apart a large piece of ribs and began to bite them in front of Harry. .
I don’t know whether it was because Shartz’s was too fragrant or because Harry finally calmed down. After a while, Harry put down his hand on my face. He looked extremely decadent, even the circles under his eyes. It's red.
Seeing that Harry seemed to want to leave, Ciel stopped biting the fragrant ribs in his hand, looked at Harry and said.
"Want to talk?"
After listening to Ciel's words, Harry Oil, who originally wanted to stand up and leave, did it again, but still remained silent, as if he didn't know how to speak.
Ciel didn't care, and said vaguely while biting into the roasted ribs in his hand.
"What happened to the test just now? You and Ron."
Listening to Ciel telling what happened just now, Harry seemed a little hesitant, but after only struggling for a short while, Harry answered Ciel's question.
"Nothing, I just..."
Before Harry could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ciel.
"You just watched Hermione and I stand at the forefront of fighting against that noseless guy, and you bear the title of savior, so you feel jealous?"
As Ciel spoke, he pointed at Harry with a half-smile and pointed at the bone he had just finished chewing.
Harry was startled by Ciel's words, and without caring about his own mood or anything like that, he quickly waved his hand at Ciel and replied.
"No, no, no, Ciel, it's not what you think."
After finishing speaking, Harry hesitated for a moment before continuing with a lonely look.
"I just feel useless. I should be at the forefront of the fight against Voldemort..."
Before Harry could finish his words, Ciel pressed a greasy bone against his mouth. Harry looked at Ciel with some confusion.
But Ciel's expression was unusually serious as he explained to Harry.
"I know you're not afraid of the noseless guy, but you need to know that it's true that he put a spell on his name.
There is a reason why other people are afraid of his name. It didn't matter before he was resurrected, but now that he has been resurrected, it is better to pay attention.
After all, I don’t think you want that noseless guy to know your location and what you are doing anytime, anywhere, right? "
Harry was stunned for a moment by Ciel's words. After reflecting for a long time, he showed a wry smile and patted the bone that Ciel had pressed against his mouth and continued.
"Okay, I'm just a little angry that I can't be on the front line against that noseless guy, and probably a little jealous and worried about you and Hermione's safety.
I haven't been in a good mood lately. Ron noticed my discomfort and ran over to comfort me. However, I let my best friend down and even lost my best friend..."
Harry seemed to be ashamed when he said this, and his voice became smaller and smaller. In the end, Ciel had to stop chewing, otherwise he would not be able to hear what Harry was saying at all.
Seeing that Harry's mood dropped again, Charles sighed helplessly, then tore off a piece of fragrant pork ribs and stuffed it into Harry's mouth before Harry, who was in emo mode, could react. .
Harry was also confused by Ciel's actions and didn't know how to react. Before Harry could react, Ciel's voice sounded from Harry's ears.
"No, Harry, you should know one thing. Everyone has their own tasks. I can't replace what Hermione is doing now, and Hermione can't replace what I am doing now.
Likewise, neither I, nor Hermione, nor even Ron can replace what you should do. "
Speaking of which, I have to praise the craftsmanship of the house elves at Hogwarts. After being fed recipes by Ciel for several consecutive years, the craftsmanship of these house elves has even become comparable to the so-called Michelin chefs.
So far, as long as Ciel goes to the kitchen, takes out a photo of delicious food, and describes to the elves what it tastes like, these magical house elves can basically restore it [-]%.
This is how the so-called steak mountain came about. The reason was that Charles remembered that in his previous life, the Eagle Sauce family on the other side of the ocean had launched a pure meat dish called the Fortress. Charles just threw out the minced meat inside the fortress and used tender steaks instead. Just rolled together.
The main reason is that the taste of pork ribs is much more fragrant than others, at least Charles thinks so.
Just as Ciel stepped into the Gryffindor lounge with the tray in his hand, a suppressed sound of quarreling suddenly reached Ciel's ears.
"fxxk, Harry, you have no idea why I listen to the radio every day. You have no idea how I feel when my family leaves Hogwarts every day! You think I'm innocent?" Okay?"
"fxxk, Ron, do you think I feel good? Hermione and Charles have gone to fight Voldemort! But I can only sit in the Gryffindor common room like you, a loser, all the time. Worry about your partners! Worry about your friends!”
"Waste? Huh? Harry, is this what you are thinking? I always think that I am a very good friend. Is this the image I have in your mind?"
"No, I mean..."
"Come on, listen, we're done!!!"
When Charles walked through the door of the lounge and actually stepped into the door of the lounge, what came into view was an angry Ron and Harry who stood there not knowing what to do.
The two also noticed Ciel entering with a large dinner plate. Before Ciel could say anything, Ron glanced at Ciel and then stepped onto the stairs leading to the men's dormitory with an indifferent expression.
"Ron!"
Harry called Ron's name, but unfortunately Ron ignored Harry and disappeared into the dim corridor without turning his head.
Seeing that Ron seemed to be paying no attention to him, Harry was like a wounded beast. He sat down on the sofa in the lounge dejectedly. He didn't know whether he was ashamed or crying. Harry sat down and Just wipe your face with your hands.
There was a crash, and a sound that sounded as if the dinner plate had been deliberately hit on the coffee table. It startled Harry who was in the middle of emo. Before Harry could react, Ciel's voice came from the side. .
"Want some midnight snack? The kitchen's special mountain of spareribs!"
After Charles finished speaking, he opened the lid of the menu. In an instant, a unique aroma of barbecue reached Harry's nose.
But it was a pity that Harry was not in the mood to enjoy the delicacies brought back by Ciel at this time. He covered his face and shook his head with a bitter smile.
"No, I'm sorry, Ciel, I don't have much of an appetite."
As for Harry's lake, Charles could only sigh helplessly, shrugged his shoulders, and then went to tear apart a large piece of ribs and began to bite them in front of Harry. .
I don’t know whether it was because Shartz’s was too fragrant or because Harry finally calmed down. After a while, Harry put down his hand on my face. He looked extremely decadent, even the circles under his eyes. It's red.
Seeing that Harry seemed to want to leave, Ciel stopped biting the fragrant ribs in his hand, looked at Harry and said.
"Want to talk?"
After listening to Ciel's words, Harry Oil, who originally wanted to stand up and leave, did it again, but still remained silent, as if he didn't know how to speak.
Ciel didn't care, and said vaguely while biting into the roasted ribs in his hand.
"What happened to the test just now? You and Ron."
Listening to Ciel telling what happened just now, Harry seemed a little hesitant, but after only struggling for a short while, Harry answered Ciel's question.
"Nothing, I just..."
Before Harry could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ciel.
"You just watched Hermione and I stand at the forefront of fighting against that noseless guy, and you bear the title of savior, so you feel jealous?"
As Ciel spoke, he pointed at Harry with a half-smile and pointed at the bone he had just finished chewing.
Harry was startled by Ciel's words, and without caring about his own mood or anything like that, he quickly waved his hand at Ciel and replied.
"No, no, no, Ciel, it's not what you think."
After finishing speaking, Harry hesitated for a moment before continuing with a lonely look.
"I just feel useless. I should be at the forefront of the fight against Voldemort..."
Before Harry could finish his words, Ciel pressed a greasy bone against his mouth. Harry looked at Ciel with some confusion.
But Ciel's expression was unusually serious as he explained to Harry.
"I know you're not afraid of the noseless guy, but you need to know that it's true that he put a spell on his name.
There is a reason why other people are afraid of his name. It didn't matter before he was resurrected, but now that he has been resurrected, it is better to pay attention.
After all, I don’t think you want that noseless guy to know your location and what you are doing anytime, anywhere, right? "
Harry was stunned for a moment by Ciel's words. After reflecting for a long time, he showed a wry smile and patted the bone that Ciel had pressed against his mouth and continued.
"Okay, I'm just a little angry that I can't be on the front line against that noseless guy, and probably a little jealous and worried about you and Hermione's safety.
I haven't been in a good mood lately. Ron noticed my discomfort and ran over to comfort me. However, I let my best friend down and even lost my best friend..."
Harry seemed to be ashamed when he said this, and his voice became smaller and smaller. In the end, Ciel had to stop chewing, otherwise he would not be able to hear what Harry was saying at all.
Seeing that Harry's mood dropped again, Charles sighed helplessly, then tore off a piece of fragrant pork ribs and stuffed it into Harry's mouth before Harry, who was in emo mode, could react. .
Harry was also confused by Ciel's actions and didn't know how to react. Before Harry could react, Ciel's voice sounded from Harry's ears.
"No, Harry, you should know one thing. Everyone has their own tasks. I can't replace what Hermione is doing now, and Hermione can't replace what I am doing now.
Likewise, neither I, nor Hermione, nor even Ron can replace what you should do. "
