Start by logging into the Old Man's Ring at Hogwarts

Thanks to the system's backpack preservation function.

The time-stagnant environment preserved the venom, preventing it from weathering away.

With the addition of one-click extraction, Zicomo doesn't have to manually remove the venom sacs from the giant spider at all.

Zicomo removed all the legs of the eight-eyed giant spider and threw the rest into the Zen Garden, at the foot of the golden tree.

This is a small feature he discovered.

The golden tree decomposes the biological remains at the base of its roots, turning them into nutrients for other plants, which then dissolve into the soil along with the fallen leaves.

He thought that the golden tree might not want these nutrients after decomposing, so it threw them away.

As for why he kept the spider legs, it's because Zicomo couldn't remember hearing anyone say in his previous life that spider legs were incredibly delicious.

As dawn broke, Zicomo washed up and went to the Hogwarts kitchen.

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you, Cohen?"

As soon as Zicomo entered, he was spotted by a sharp-eyed house-elf.

It quickly approached and inquired about Zikomo's needs.

Does anyone here know how to cook Asian cuisine?

After eating British food for almost a month, Zicomo wanted to change things up.

“Oh! Your Excellency, Meimei can cook Eastern cuisine. She spent a long time in the East with her previous master.”

"Meimei! Come out quickly! A wizard needs you!" Cohen shouted into the kitchen.

The house-elf, who was cooking with magic by the stove, heard someone call her, stopped what she was doing, and came over.

PS: A little unit conversion: one pint is approximately equal to 568 milliliters.

Chapter Twenty-One: Roasted Spider Legs, and the Unsurprising Flight Lesson

"Sir, it's a pleasure to serve you. How may I help you?"

Perhaps it was just Zicomo's imagination, but he always felt that this house-elf, who had lived in the East, was more pleasing to the eye.

"I heard you can cook Asian cuisine. Can you make breakfast?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then I'll have a serving of soy milk, steamed buns, and fried dough sticks. Oh, and could you also help me prepare these four legs? Try steaming them with garlic and vermicelli."

Zicomo took out four spider legs and handed them to Meimei.

"Yes, sir! It's a pleasure to serve you. Please wait a moment in the restaurant, Meimei will be right there."

Upon arriving at the restaurant, Zicomo had barely sat down when an oriental breakfast appeared before him.

"Cousin? You're up so early again today? Didn't you sleep at all?"

The little witch's intuition was quite accurate.

Zicomo didn't answer, rolled his eyes, and buried his head in his food.

He was a little hungry after working all night.

What? You're saying that it was all the incarnations who were busy, and he didn't contribute anything?

Please, don't underestimate mental labor.

Hermione then noticed his breakfast.

"Cousin, is this the soy milk you used to make? Did you get up early this morning to cook for yourself?"

"No, it was made by house-elves. If you have any special requests, you can go to the kitchen and tell them."

Zicomo shook his head. He had to admit, the house-elves were really good at cooking.

"You can do that? Where's the kitchen? I want to go there next time!"

"Right below the Great Hall, on the stairs leading to the Hufflepuff Commons, there's a painting of a bowl of fruit. If you gently scratch one of the pears in the painting, it will chuckle and then turn into a green doorknob. The Hogwarts kitchens are just behind there."

"magic!"

Meanwhile, Zicomo's spider legs were also cooked.

The hairs on the spider's legs were cleaned off, and the spider was cut in half and topped with garlic vermicelli.

Meimei even sprinkled chopped green onions on them.

No wonder he's lived in the East; his methods are quite authentic.

Hermione saw four legs of some unknown creature suddenly appear on Zicomo's desk.

"What is this? A king crab leg?"

"No, these are spider legs."

Hermione:? ? ?

"This thing, is it edible?"

"I don't know, I'm planning to try it."

Zicomo picked up his fork and scooped out a spoonful of meat.

The fair leg meat was arranged in strands, which did indeed resemble the leg meat of a king crab.

Hermione asked curiously as she watched her cousin stuff the so-called spider leg meat into his mouth and chew.

"how do you feel?"

"It's alright, fresh and chewy, and quite fragrant."

"Really? Then I'll give it a try."

"Huh? You're not afraid of this?"

Zicomo was puzzled. Aren't little girls usually afraid of snakes, insects, rodents, and the like?

"Why be afraid? It's already ripe."

Hermione trusted her cousin's judgment.

A person who knows how to eat well may not necessarily be able to cook, but a person who knows how to cook well is definitely a good eater.

My cousin is such a good cook; anything he considers delicious must be good.

Just then, Ron and Harry arrived together.

Hey, what are you guys eating?

"Want to try some delicacies from land and sea?"

Zicomo winked at Hermione, signaling her to be quiet.

Hermione nodded knowingly.

"Yes, these are high-end ingredients my cousin got his hands on. Want to try some?"

Harry and Ron each took a spider leg and began to devour it.

"Wow! This is absolutely the best thing I've ever eaten in my life!"

“That’s right, Zicomo! What is this? I’m going to make my mom make it every day from now on.”

Seeing their reactions, Zicomo and Hermione smiled slightly and slowly revealed the truth.

"These are spider legs."

Harry: ? ? ?

Ron: ? ? ?

The two were immediately stunned.

Harry was alright, since he had already eaten it, and besides, it was quite delicious.

Ron's reaction was much stronger; the poor kid was born with a fear of spiders.

Hearing that he had eaten a spider's leg, he couldn't take the shock and fainted.

Luckily, Harry was there to catch him, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.

"Ron! Ron! Is he alright?" Harry looked anxiously at Zicomo.

Zicomo and Hermione were laughing uncontrollably.

"Hahahaha!"

"Don't worry, Harry. Ron was just too scared of spiders and fainted."

"Now what?"

"Since it's the weekend anyway, why don't you take him back to the dorm and let him sleep a little longer?"

"Okay, what about you guys?"

Hermione and I are going to the library, do you want to come along?

"No, no, no."