Chapter 51 I Need a Kitchen Knife
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Rui Chen 3499
Dumbledore sat on the principal's chair, rummaged through the piles of thick documents on the table, and then pulled out a folder.
He pushed forward a fruit bowl, which contained all kinds of snacks, hard candies, soft candies, chocolates, biscuits, and small cakes.
He smiled slightly, and recommended: "These are all my favorite food, you can try them too, the house elves' craftsmanship is amazing! You can also visit the principal's office at will, just wait for me for a while."
Kong Nuo glanced at the fruit plate, there were only dazzling sweets in it, and there were no peanuts or melon seeds at all.He nodded his head in refusal, without reaching for it.
Kong Nuo stood up and began to think wildly while pacing the room.
"It's too sweet! Do peerless masters have some quirks? Should I also develop a unique quirk?"
The silverware that smokes and sounds are very interesting, and have a refreshing effect similar to incense.
He picked up one of the teapot-like silver utensils and shook them, and through the gaps in the silver utensils, he could see the light brown medicinal liquid inside.
If he guessed correctly, these liquids should be potions made by wizards, and several materials should be used in them.
He asked curiously: "Dumbledore, what's in this? Rosemary, holly leaves, mint, cinnamon? Why add lavender? Isn't it better to use bletilla striata?"
Dumbledore looked up at him, his eyes widened slightly, and he asked in surprise, "Have you made this potion before? The formula is exactly right!"
Kong Nuo nodded, "For refining medicine, you must get in touch with it. If you want to strengthen your body, you can't let go of exercise or food supplements."
There are many inheritances in the Martial Arts Golden Core. In addition to exercises, there are alchemy and cooking techniques, and even dabble in some secrets of refining weapons.
The so-called poor culture and rich martial arts, in addition to training oneself in martial arts, it is also important to strengthen oneself with various natural materials and treasures.
He doesn't refine many pills, but he has eaten a lot. He is very familiar with what kind of medicinal materials will smell, and what smell will appear when they are mixed.
No one is familiar with you.
Dumbledore showed appreciative eyes, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It is indeed correct for me to revise the curriculum, just wait a little longer!"
The effect of the silverware that emits smoke is similar, and it seems that as the master of this room, Dumbledore needs a lot of potions to boost his spirits.
This situation made Kong Nuo vaguely worried. According to his five and a half years of social animal experience in his previous life, this kind of boss who is so cruel to himself may not be polite to his employees.
There are many things in the principal's office, all of which are magic items.In an open black cabinet, there was a roughly carved stone basin, a tattered hat, and an extremely delicate silver long sword.
Kong Nuo recognized the tattered hat as the sorting hat at a glance. After sniffing the hat and finding that there was no peculiar smell, he put the hat on his head.
Nothing happens.
He took off the hat, looked at it again, and put it on again.
After a while, a small, hoarse voice appeared in my ear, which was exactly the same as the Sorting Hat's voice when it sang, and it was just as unpleasant.
"Well... may I ask what you want to do?"
"Sorting..." Kong Nuo was a little puzzled, "Aren't you the sorting hat?"
"Uh..." The Sorting Hat was silent for a while, "Well... can you let go of your thoughts, or if you keep your brain closed like this, I can't judge your college affiliation."
"Let go of your mind?" Kong Nuo raised his eyebrows, "That is to say, the so-called branching is similar to collecting data, and then using big data to accurately locate which college the new students should go to?"
"Uh..." The Sorting Hat seemed to be overwhelmed by Kong Nuo, and kept repeating the same particle, "Uh...I don't quite understand what you just said."
"I do understand how the Sorting Hat works." Kong Nuo sighed, he now understands the working mechanism of the Sorting Hat.
No wonder the roommate was able to pass a long, long questionnaire to determine that if he entered Hogwarts, he would be assigned to Gryffindor.
It turns out that the so-called sorting is actually somewhat similar to a psychological test, but the sorting hat will more accurately read out the real thoughts in the subconscious of the new students to judge their belonging.
"I thought the sorting hat was a more magical prop that would assign students in a more magical way."
This time the Sorting Hat reacted much faster, and quickly began to quibble (cross out) to justify, "I am definitely the top magic item in the world! Not only can I sort, but I can also summon treasures!"
"Summon the treasure?" Kong Nuo was a little confused, "How to summon the treasure?"
"This is a very magical process! It's more magical than you can imagine!" The Sorting Hat's tone was full of pride, "If it's a real Gryffindor, you can pull out the Gryffindor sword from me!"
Kong Nuo was curious about this, "It's so amazing? How can I do it?"
The Sorting Hat snorted, "It's useless! You didn't even participate in the sorting, and the Sword of Gryffindor won't agree with you!"
"How do you know if you don't try?" Kong Nuo smirked, "No way? Are you lying? Because you think I said you are not magical enough, so you deceive me?"
The Sorting Hat said with anger in its tone, "No! If you are a real Gryffindor, if you need help, you can put your hand in the hat and draw the Gryffindor sword!"
"I'll try!" Kong Nuo took off the sorting hat, put his right hand into the hat and began to fumble.
The Sorting Hat is indeed a magical magic tool. When his hand was groping inside, he couldn't feel the boundary at all, and of course he didn't feel the so-called Gryffindor sword.
Kong Nuo frowned and said, "Could it be that the method is wrong?"
The gap in the middle of the sorting hat cracked, and he said triumphantly: "Give up! You are not a student of Hogwarts, let alone a student of Gryffindor. You will not succeed!"
"Don't make noise!" Kong Nuo gave the sorting hat a white look, "When you need help, right?"
He calmed down and imagined under what circumstances he needed help...
So far, he hasn't encountered any opponent that can't be dealt with, and he seems completely unable to understand this feeling of needing help.
Then let's start with other aspects... For example... Now I want to eat fish fillets, but I don't have a kitchen knife at hand. I really need help at this time!
Making up his mind, he gathered the idea of needing the help of a kitchen knife and continued to grope in the hat.
The space in the hat seemed endless, but he quickly felt something cold and stiff on the edge of his palm, so he grabbed it directly and pulled it out.
Zheng!
There was a sharp sword chant.
A shining silver sword inlaid with an egg-sized ruby on the head was really pulled out of the hat by him.
The Sorting Hat, who was still giggling, suddenly froze, and then roared with the loudest voice: "Principal Dumbledore! He drew the sword of Gryffindor!"
He pushed forward a fruit bowl, which contained all kinds of snacks, hard candies, soft candies, chocolates, biscuits, and small cakes.
He smiled slightly, and recommended: "These are all my favorite food, you can try them too, the house elves' craftsmanship is amazing! You can also visit the principal's office at will, just wait for me for a while."
Kong Nuo glanced at the fruit plate, there were only dazzling sweets in it, and there were no peanuts or melon seeds at all.He nodded his head in refusal, without reaching for it.
Kong Nuo stood up and began to think wildly while pacing the room.
"It's too sweet! Do peerless masters have some quirks? Should I also develop a unique quirk?"
The silverware that smokes and sounds are very interesting, and have a refreshing effect similar to incense.
He picked up one of the teapot-like silver utensils and shook them, and through the gaps in the silver utensils, he could see the light brown medicinal liquid inside.
If he guessed correctly, these liquids should be potions made by wizards, and several materials should be used in them.
He asked curiously: "Dumbledore, what's in this? Rosemary, holly leaves, mint, cinnamon? Why add lavender? Isn't it better to use bletilla striata?"
Dumbledore looked up at him, his eyes widened slightly, and he asked in surprise, "Have you made this potion before? The formula is exactly right!"
Kong Nuo nodded, "For refining medicine, you must get in touch with it. If you want to strengthen your body, you can't let go of exercise or food supplements."
There are many inheritances in the Martial Arts Golden Core. In addition to exercises, there are alchemy and cooking techniques, and even dabble in some secrets of refining weapons.
The so-called poor culture and rich martial arts, in addition to training oneself in martial arts, it is also important to strengthen oneself with various natural materials and treasures.
He doesn't refine many pills, but he has eaten a lot. He is very familiar with what kind of medicinal materials will smell, and what smell will appear when they are mixed.
No one is familiar with you.
Dumbledore showed appreciative eyes, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It is indeed correct for me to revise the curriculum, just wait a little longer!"
The effect of the silverware that emits smoke is similar, and it seems that as the master of this room, Dumbledore needs a lot of potions to boost his spirits.
This situation made Kong Nuo vaguely worried. According to his five and a half years of social animal experience in his previous life, this kind of boss who is so cruel to himself may not be polite to his employees.
There are many things in the principal's office, all of which are magic items.In an open black cabinet, there was a roughly carved stone basin, a tattered hat, and an extremely delicate silver long sword.
Kong Nuo recognized the tattered hat as the sorting hat at a glance. After sniffing the hat and finding that there was no peculiar smell, he put the hat on his head.
Nothing happens.
He took off the hat, looked at it again, and put it on again.
After a while, a small, hoarse voice appeared in my ear, which was exactly the same as the Sorting Hat's voice when it sang, and it was just as unpleasant.
"Well... may I ask what you want to do?"
"Sorting..." Kong Nuo was a little puzzled, "Aren't you the sorting hat?"
"Uh..." The Sorting Hat was silent for a while, "Well... can you let go of your thoughts, or if you keep your brain closed like this, I can't judge your college affiliation."
"Let go of your mind?" Kong Nuo raised his eyebrows, "That is to say, the so-called branching is similar to collecting data, and then using big data to accurately locate which college the new students should go to?"
"Uh..." The Sorting Hat seemed to be overwhelmed by Kong Nuo, and kept repeating the same particle, "Uh...I don't quite understand what you just said."
"I do understand how the Sorting Hat works." Kong Nuo sighed, he now understands the working mechanism of the Sorting Hat.
No wonder the roommate was able to pass a long, long questionnaire to determine that if he entered Hogwarts, he would be assigned to Gryffindor.
It turns out that the so-called sorting is actually somewhat similar to a psychological test, but the sorting hat will more accurately read out the real thoughts in the subconscious of the new students to judge their belonging.
"I thought the sorting hat was a more magical prop that would assign students in a more magical way."
This time the Sorting Hat reacted much faster, and quickly began to quibble (cross out) to justify, "I am definitely the top magic item in the world! Not only can I sort, but I can also summon treasures!"
"Summon the treasure?" Kong Nuo was a little confused, "How to summon the treasure?"
"This is a very magical process! It's more magical than you can imagine!" The Sorting Hat's tone was full of pride, "If it's a real Gryffindor, you can pull out the Gryffindor sword from me!"
Kong Nuo was curious about this, "It's so amazing? How can I do it?"
The Sorting Hat snorted, "It's useless! You didn't even participate in the sorting, and the Sword of Gryffindor won't agree with you!"
"How do you know if you don't try?" Kong Nuo smirked, "No way? Are you lying? Because you think I said you are not magical enough, so you deceive me?"
The Sorting Hat said with anger in its tone, "No! If you are a real Gryffindor, if you need help, you can put your hand in the hat and draw the Gryffindor sword!"
"I'll try!" Kong Nuo took off the sorting hat, put his right hand into the hat and began to fumble.
The Sorting Hat is indeed a magical magic tool. When his hand was groping inside, he couldn't feel the boundary at all, and of course he didn't feel the so-called Gryffindor sword.
Kong Nuo frowned and said, "Could it be that the method is wrong?"
The gap in the middle of the sorting hat cracked, and he said triumphantly: "Give up! You are not a student of Hogwarts, let alone a student of Gryffindor. You will not succeed!"
"Don't make noise!" Kong Nuo gave the sorting hat a white look, "When you need help, right?"
He calmed down and imagined under what circumstances he needed help...
So far, he hasn't encountered any opponent that can't be dealt with, and he seems completely unable to understand this feeling of needing help.
Then let's start with other aspects... For example... Now I want to eat fish fillets, but I don't have a kitchen knife at hand. I really need help at this time!
Making up his mind, he gathered the idea of needing the help of a kitchen knife and continued to grope in the hat.
The space in the hat seemed endless, but he quickly felt something cold and stiff on the edge of his palm, so he grabbed it directly and pulled it out.
Zheng!
There was a sharp sword chant.
A shining silver sword inlaid with an egg-sized ruby on the head was really pulled out of the hat by him.
The Sorting Hat, who was still giggling, suddenly froze, and then roared with the loudest voice: "Principal Dumbledore! He drew the sword of Gryffindor!"
