Chapter 207 This duck belongs to me!
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Qing Mo Da Xian
As the titular master, Vincent deeply felt the wisdom of magical creatures.
Even an owl needs to be coaxed, and old man Newt, who is said to have a big box, is busy as hell.
"Rove, can I ask a question?"
"sure."
Vincent raised his suitcase, "I just want to ask, how much space has been opened up in your grandfather Mr. Scamander's suitcase with the Untraceable Stretching Charm?"
"Eh——" Rove propped his chin, his eyes fell into memories.
"I don't know the specifics, but I remember that there are very big ones inside. When I was young, I raised several fire dragons."
Vincent looked around, "Is it bigger than here?"
"I think should not be--"
Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Rove nodded firmly.
"There must be! There are actually several layers inside!"
"How many layers?"
"Three floors.
The sky, the ground, the ground, and there is a small river for the horse-shaped water monster to live. "
Feeling suffocated, Vincent gasped several times, "Are you not comparing with this place, but with the entire Forbidden Forest?"
"That's right." Rove looked at his suitcase, "My grandpa's suitcase is about the same size as yours.
But his appearance is much older, and he still can't close it tightly. "
"Stop talking, I'm starting to feel a little inferior."
I thought it would be strong if the size of the room was made, but I didn't expect Uncle Newt to play so wildly.
Although he has not started to learn the Untraceable Stretching Curse, Vincent already knows some basic principles.
Simply put, it is to stretch or fold a large space, and finally shrink it into a small space.
It can be nested, but it will become increasingly unstable.
Uncle Newt dared to use it to raise magical creatures, and he must have used some magic to stabilize the spatial structure.
Vincent stared blankly at his mithril suitcase.
Using the traceless stretching spell in this kind of strong pro-magic metal, the stability should be very high from the start.
If the magic of stable space is used, it may be even bigger than Hogwarts with the Black Lake.
Open the box, and tens of thousands of people walked out of it...
Just thinking about it this way, Vincent felt that this spell was quite against the heavens.
If any dark wizard was upset, it would be Apparation who threw the box over.
As expected of the wizarding world, it's much better than a carload of Muggle breadmen!
"Hey, your pot is going to burn!"
Hearing Hermione's reminder, he calmly squirted out half a bowl of water from the tip of the stick.
The sauce is all burnt out, so change to frying to braise.
The three tomatoes floating in the air became more and more rotten until they turned into a pool of thick liquid.
It combines with the water in the pot to make a freshly squeezed sauce.
Sweet and sour, very appetizing.
Cedric, who was nearby, had the urge to show up desperately just by smelling the fragrance.
The twins looked around warily for a moment.
They all believed that this delicacy was enough to seduce this greedy little badger.
Cedric is still sensible.
At this level, it has not reached the point of being desperate.
Vincent's cooking skills are not bad among the students.
The key point is that the lamb chops he cooked instead of stewing with tomato juice have not yet reached the point where they shine.
"Wow~ It's delicious~" George ate the sauce all over his mouth, "Sweet and sour, the meat is tender——
This is the best dish I have eaten this year! "
Just as Fred was about to pick up a piece with his bare hands, he suddenly smelled a very strong smell.
A little choking, but smells good.
He walked up to Qiu along the source of the smell.
Inside the pot is a pile of kosher salt and peppercorns.
"Is this pepper?"
"Yes." Qiu pointed her wand at her schoolbag, and caught a bottle of cooking wine floating over.
"Oh Merlin! You want to let the wine go?"
Vincent pushed him away, "You want crispy duck?"
Qiu seemed a little surprised, but soon he didn't find it strange.
There is very little Chinese food in the wizarding world, but there have been a lot of Muggles.
The crispy duck is fragrant, crispy, soft and oily, with a hint of sweetness on the skin. The aroma alone is hard to resist.
If it is a traditional method, at least the duck must be marinated with fried pepper and salt for one night.
But Qiu chose to use magic to evenly compact the marinade, and it had penetrated into the whole duck in less than 10 minutes.
Drizzle with hot oil after steaming, and a more special fragrance will come out of the sizzling skin.
Draco, who was far away, swallowed subconsciously.
It is so fragrant, it must be made for him.
He walked and sniffed, and soon found the place.
The crispy duck was just ready, Qiu waved it a few times with a magic wand and cut it, and placed it on the plate.
Ron, who was watching, saw him and sarcastically said, "Malfoy, aren't you eating Zabini's finished food?"
"Weasley!" Draco turned his head, with anger in his eyes.
If he guessed correctly this crispy duck, he couldn't even lick the bones.
Can Vincent give it to him generously?
But Blaise, who came over, didn't believe in this evil.
He came to Qiu very arrogantly, opened his mouth and made an undeniable price.
"100 Galleons, this duck is mine!"
"Sorry, I made it for them to eat."
"Okay, deal!"
Blaise's big hand that stretched out in the air suddenly stopped.
"Who?"
Cedric appeared full, "Zabini, did you hear correctly?
Qiu just rejected you! "
"Let go, Digory!" Blaise raised his chin high, "500 Galleons, don't refuse me again."
Qiu shook his head, "I told you, I made this for them."
Fred and George stood beside her, and Vincent stepped forward and smiled at him.
This face can be regarded as lost.
But Blaise still wanted to save some face, "It's still 500 Galleons, I just want you to make me a new one."
Qiu hesitated.
It's not the price, but the other party's family background.
"Don't be afraid of him." Hermione stood in front of her, "He dare not do anything to you."
Marietta, who was about to say something, closed her mouth.
Not everyone dares to fight against the powerful.
"I refuse." Qiu stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Hermione.
"Very good!" Blaise walked away dejectedly.
Judging from his expression, it is estimated that he will not just let it go.
But there was no way around it, there were people from the Court of Owls all around.
Draco glanced at the crispy duck on the plate, and then swaggered back.
"Qiu, you are very brave~" The twins had smiles on their faces.
"Yeah." She glanced at Cedric unconsciously, "Everyone, eat while it's hot."
"Hey~" the twins smirked as if remembering something.
Cedric couldn't hear the signal.
He picked up a duck leg and ran out.
"Damn it, put it down!" George tore his throat.
Fred turned and saw that the saucer was empty.
A whole duck is not enough for the students around.
Desperately, Harry snatched a small piece of duck breast from under Percy's grasp.
"I'll make another one." Qiu looked at everyone with a smile.
"No need." Vincent moved his wrist, "We are not the group of young masters, we can cook whatever we want."
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Even an owl needs to be coaxed, and old man Newt, who is said to have a big box, is busy as hell.
"Rove, can I ask a question?"
"sure."
Vincent raised his suitcase, "I just want to ask, how much space has been opened up in your grandfather Mr. Scamander's suitcase with the Untraceable Stretching Charm?"
"Eh——" Rove propped his chin, his eyes fell into memories.
"I don't know the specifics, but I remember that there are very big ones inside. When I was young, I raised several fire dragons."
Vincent looked around, "Is it bigger than here?"
"I think should not be--"
Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Rove nodded firmly.
"There must be! There are actually several layers inside!"
"How many layers?"
"Three floors.
The sky, the ground, the ground, and there is a small river for the horse-shaped water monster to live. "
Feeling suffocated, Vincent gasped several times, "Are you not comparing with this place, but with the entire Forbidden Forest?"
"That's right." Rove looked at his suitcase, "My grandpa's suitcase is about the same size as yours.
But his appearance is much older, and he still can't close it tightly. "
"Stop talking, I'm starting to feel a little inferior."
I thought it would be strong if the size of the room was made, but I didn't expect Uncle Newt to play so wildly.
Although he has not started to learn the Untraceable Stretching Curse, Vincent already knows some basic principles.
Simply put, it is to stretch or fold a large space, and finally shrink it into a small space.
It can be nested, but it will become increasingly unstable.
Uncle Newt dared to use it to raise magical creatures, and he must have used some magic to stabilize the spatial structure.
Vincent stared blankly at his mithril suitcase.
Using the traceless stretching spell in this kind of strong pro-magic metal, the stability should be very high from the start.
If the magic of stable space is used, it may be even bigger than Hogwarts with the Black Lake.
Open the box, and tens of thousands of people walked out of it...
Just thinking about it this way, Vincent felt that this spell was quite against the heavens.
If any dark wizard was upset, it would be Apparation who threw the box over.
As expected of the wizarding world, it's much better than a carload of Muggle breadmen!
"Hey, your pot is going to burn!"
Hearing Hermione's reminder, he calmly squirted out half a bowl of water from the tip of the stick.
The sauce is all burnt out, so change to frying to braise.
The three tomatoes floating in the air became more and more rotten until they turned into a pool of thick liquid.
It combines with the water in the pot to make a freshly squeezed sauce.
Sweet and sour, very appetizing.
Cedric, who was nearby, had the urge to show up desperately just by smelling the fragrance.
The twins looked around warily for a moment.
They all believed that this delicacy was enough to seduce this greedy little badger.
Cedric is still sensible.
At this level, it has not reached the point of being desperate.
Vincent's cooking skills are not bad among the students.
The key point is that the lamb chops he cooked instead of stewing with tomato juice have not yet reached the point where they shine.
"Wow~ It's delicious~" George ate the sauce all over his mouth, "Sweet and sour, the meat is tender——
This is the best dish I have eaten this year! "
Just as Fred was about to pick up a piece with his bare hands, he suddenly smelled a very strong smell.
A little choking, but smells good.
He walked up to Qiu along the source of the smell.
Inside the pot is a pile of kosher salt and peppercorns.
"Is this pepper?"
"Yes." Qiu pointed her wand at her schoolbag, and caught a bottle of cooking wine floating over.
"Oh Merlin! You want to let the wine go?"
Vincent pushed him away, "You want crispy duck?"
Qiu seemed a little surprised, but soon he didn't find it strange.
There is very little Chinese food in the wizarding world, but there have been a lot of Muggles.
The crispy duck is fragrant, crispy, soft and oily, with a hint of sweetness on the skin. The aroma alone is hard to resist.
If it is a traditional method, at least the duck must be marinated with fried pepper and salt for one night.
But Qiu chose to use magic to evenly compact the marinade, and it had penetrated into the whole duck in less than 10 minutes.
Drizzle with hot oil after steaming, and a more special fragrance will come out of the sizzling skin.
Draco, who was far away, swallowed subconsciously.
It is so fragrant, it must be made for him.
He walked and sniffed, and soon found the place.
The crispy duck was just ready, Qiu waved it a few times with a magic wand and cut it, and placed it on the plate.
Ron, who was watching, saw him and sarcastically said, "Malfoy, aren't you eating Zabini's finished food?"
"Weasley!" Draco turned his head, with anger in his eyes.
If he guessed correctly this crispy duck, he couldn't even lick the bones.
Can Vincent give it to him generously?
But Blaise, who came over, didn't believe in this evil.
He came to Qiu very arrogantly, opened his mouth and made an undeniable price.
"100 Galleons, this duck is mine!"
"Sorry, I made it for them to eat."
"Okay, deal!"
Blaise's big hand that stretched out in the air suddenly stopped.
"Who?"
Cedric appeared full, "Zabini, did you hear correctly?
Qiu just rejected you! "
"Let go, Digory!" Blaise raised his chin high, "500 Galleons, don't refuse me again."
Qiu shook his head, "I told you, I made this for them."
Fred and George stood beside her, and Vincent stepped forward and smiled at him.
This face can be regarded as lost.
But Blaise still wanted to save some face, "It's still 500 Galleons, I just want you to make me a new one."
Qiu hesitated.
It's not the price, but the other party's family background.
"Don't be afraid of him." Hermione stood in front of her, "He dare not do anything to you."
Marietta, who was about to say something, closed her mouth.
Not everyone dares to fight against the powerful.
"I refuse." Qiu stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Hermione.
"Very good!" Blaise walked away dejectedly.
Judging from his expression, it is estimated that he will not just let it go.
But there was no way around it, there were people from the Court of Owls all around.
Draco glanced at the crispy duck on the plate, and then swaggered back.
"Qiu, you are very brave~" The twins had smiles on their faces.
"Yeah." She glanced at Cedric unconsciously, "Everyone, eat while it's hot."
"Hey~" the twins smirked as if remembering something.
Cedric couldn't hear the signal.
He picked up a duck leg and ran out.
"Damn it, put it down!" George tore his throat.
Fred turned and saw that the saucer was empty.
A whole duck is not enough for the students around.
Desperately, Harry snatched a small piece of duck breast from under Percy's grasp.
"I'll make another one." Qiu looked at everyone with a smile.
"No need." Vincent moved his wrist, "We are not the group of young masters, we can cook whatever we want."
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