I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Even though Gryffindors were careless, Slytherins sometimes brought potions that ruined the delicious taste.

But a kitchen that is full of emotion is the best.

Even after an argument, they would sit down and enjoy a delicious meal of cod.

"Now that they are gone, we become meaningless," said Hu Bao.

"New wizards will discover you later," John said as he saw the food being baked. "They will bring their friends to this magical place just like the four founders did."

"You're right!" Hu Bao raised the spout of his pot happily.

At this time, a smell came.

John sighed.

"John, this dish is called thunder!"

Looking at Daphne's face still covered with ginger that had been accidentally touched, John just wanted to ask who invented this.

Mashed potatoes were mixed with mashed ginger, and some durian was used to increase the viscosity, and a layer of what seemed to be ketchup was poured on top.

John hesitated to speak.

Hannah also looked at the thing called "explosive mine" with suspicion. After taking a bite, it was like a mine was being cleared in her mouth.

"No, why are you using me to hold this? Take it away, I can't stand it anymore!"

The plate whined.

John picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful.

Hu Bao screamed, "You're not going to eat that, are you?"

John tapped the table with his fingers and said calmly, "Filling your stomach is the happiest thing."

The table laughed: "Don't touch it, it's too itchy."

John put the dish called 'Thunder' into his mouth and his eyes widened.

He felt the magic power moving in his body, and the magic power contained in this sip was no less than the last time.

He looked up at Daphne, whose face was still covered in ginger, and the emotions poured into it turned into magic.

Second bite.

John kept putting the 'Thunderbolt' into his mouth. Apart from the weird particles and the sticky taste, this thing still had some advantages.

For example, its ketchup is real ketchup.

Well, that’s a lot of advantages.

After finishing the whole plate, John calmly wiped his mouth with a towel.

At this time, he noticed that the strange lock on the back of the grumpy chef's cabinet was open.

There were four locks on the big cabinet, and now there are three left.

John stared for a moment, then said to Daphne, "I hope there are other dishes."

Daphne was startled, then immediately delighted.

"you like to eat?"

"Uh... I just want to eat." John couldn't lie, so he had to find a more euphemistic reason.

After all, he has no sense of taste.

But Daphne was very happy and jumped up and down while hugging Hannah.

The irritable chef threw two bowls in anger and said, "Our distinguished guests still need to order more dishes. Hurry up and move!"

The two of them dodged the tableware that fell out of the large cupboard and ran back to the cooking area.

John's eating of 'Thunderbolt' gave Daphne great confidence.

Like an experienced chef, she began to direct Hannah to make some preparations.

And Hannah is also studying hard.

They seemed to have forgotten who was teaching whom today.

Hu Bao said with admiration: "You actually finished it."

"No big deal," John shrugged.

His eyes were always fixed on the back of the large cabinet.

All four locks on top are opened, but I don’t know what it is.

The pot was in worship of John, and it filled the empty cup with hot tea in a flattering manner.

The other tools in the kitchen were clacking and clacking, creating a tune together.

Soon, the second dish came.

It was a bowl of Typhoon Shelter Fried Noodles.

Yes, it is really windy.

John stared at the noodles floating in the air and fell into deep thought.

Why are there special effects when cooking?

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Chapter 597: One Hundred Ways to Cook Potatoes, Guardian

Hufflepuffs are considered selfless by Professor Binns.

Her secret room is full of interest.

The so-called secret chamber does not necessarily contain powerful alchemical objects or great magic.

Ravenclaw left her love for her daughter in the Chamber of Secrets, and finally met her daughter whom she had been waiting for in her own form.

Compared to wizards, witches have more sensitive and delicate minds.

John believed in Professor Binns's judgment that the secret chamber might not pass down knowledge, but might be a beautiful memory or regret from Hufflepuff.

After eating the fried noodles with typhoon shelter, John stared at the crab he had assembled, wondering how he had eaten the gills just now.

Wiping his mouth and drinking a sip of tea to clear the bad taste in his mouth, John said in his calm and indifferent voice, "Another different one."

He saw that the second lock on the back of the large cabinet was opened.

Sure enough, this needs to be opened by eating.

John was even more certain that it was Hufflepuff's Chamber of Secrets.

Hannah was surprised and asked, "You want to eat more?"

"Sure," John said, "maybe I have a big appetite."

No, it's not about appetite.

Hannah gave John a complicated look. The things he had eaten before were not something that ordinary people could eat.

As expected of the King of Hogwarts, he is indeed different from ordinary people.

She thought about it and wondered if the Star Society liked this taste?

That Nawei...

Hannah thought that studying the cookbook might be the right choice.

Daphne was very happy and quickly went to look for ingredients to make new dishes.

After a while, a portion of freshly grilled West Coast blue lobster was placed in front of John.

Under Hannah's troubled gaze, John broke off the shrimp head and saw the blue meat inside.

He took a deep breath. Even though he had no sense of taste, his vision was still there.

Whose food has blue color besides blueberry?

The visual impact is uncomfortable.

John closed his eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.

The third course solved it.

The fourth dish arrived.

John simply imitated what he had done just now and closed his eyes to quickly solve the problem.

As the last bite of something, not sure whether it was raw meat or fish, entered his mouth.

"Click."

Four locks opened.

John wiped his mouth and looked up.

The big cabinet seemed to have discovered that its lock was open, and it threw the cutlery out of its belly in a very angry manner and said, "My back is open!"

Raising his hands to make the large cabinet float up, John came behind it.

"what is this?"

Daphne and the other two followed, and John patted the back of the large cabinet, but there was no response.

Reach out and pull it open, and a small compartment appears inside.

A lot of parchment fell out.

Daphne picked up one and said curiously, "One hundred ways to cook potatoes?"

Hannah also picked up one, "How to make Scottish round-faced fat chicken?"

[Ding, Hufflepuff's Chamber of Secrets is discovered]

[Ding, complete the challenge mission, find the other two founders' secret rooms before the end of the school year, and get the mission reward, Magic Blood +1]

John picked up one that said, "How to cook Flying Lion tenderloin."

"These are...recipes?"

Hannah was a little unsure, and John picked up another piece of parchment with the words 'How to Remove the Odor from Dragon Liver' written on it and said, "No, these are cooking methods for magical creatures."

He was speechless and flipped through the pages.

At least 90% of the recipe ingredients here are related to Care of Magical Creatures.

He finally understood why Hufflepuff had hidden it.

It turned out that these things were later considered illegal activities.

"I should have thought of that." John smiled bitterly, without any regrets or love.

This is the last stubbornness of a foodie.

"Like Professor Binns said, Hufflepuffs aren't the type to keep secrets."

John sighed.

If these things continue to circulate in Hogwarts, there will probably be a lot of wizards who will take risks after graduation.

Jubao jumped over and said, "I remember this, Hufflepuff had a fight with the other three founders over this, because she wanted to keep the recipe."

It is conceivable how complicated the other founders felt when they saw these 'one hundred ways to cook magical beasts'.

"Well, I guess I can handle that for Hufflepuff."

John shook his head and took the recipe.

His eyes fell on the 'One Hundred Ways to Cook Potatoes' and he said, "I think we can keep this one."

He resented the house-elves' potatoes in their jackets, which had remained unchanged over the years.

Hopefully the Hufflepuff recipe will be something they can learn from.

Hannah still hadn't recovered from her shock and said, "Are these Hufflepuff recipes?"

"She's an excellent witch at kitchen magic." John shrugged. "It seems that the other three founders think that these foods should not appear on the Hogwarts table."