Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Looking at the two people's, especially Dudley's exaggerated learning progress, Moody suddenly felt that he should not teach them.

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At the edge of the Forbidden Forest, not far from the cabin where Hagrid lived, the discipline team, who were tired of eating in the cafeteria, sat around the fire.

In order to cater to the two foreign students, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, some strange foods often appear on the Hogwarts table.

For example, a strange thing called "Stargazing Pie (also known as: Sardines' Unworthy Life)" was served on the table openly.

The pile of fish heads with dead fish eyes standing on top of the meringue, just looking at it has a creepy feeling, let alone eating it.

Even Hermione, who is familiar with cuisines from all over the world, avoids this dish as much as possible. She even eats the fish stew that Ron, Neville and Malfoy couldn't even finish half a bite with relish. You can imagine how dark this dish is.

As for the others, even smelling it was a torture. It was said that when it was first served on the table, Ron vomited on the spot.

However, this dish was very popular with the group of seemingly delicate students at Beauxbatons. Every time Hermione and her friends saw them feasting on it, they felt uncomfortable both physically and mentally.

Another example is 'Ice Cream Caramel Apple Pie', a dessert that even the sugar-loving English find greasy. The caramel in the apple pie is even sweeter than the ice cream ball on top. It's like eating a concentrate of countless sugars and is simply impossible to swallow.

However, those Durmstrang students ate it with gusto. If one portion was not enough, they would even ask for a second portion.

These are just the tip of the iceberg on the dining table. Nowadays, the dining table is basically occupied by these dark dishes.

In Ron's words, there was not even a roasted chicken leg to eat.

"Brother D, what is this iron sheet?"

Ron asked, pointing at the red and yellow can in Dudley's hand.

"this one?"

Dudley shook the can in his hand. "This is good stuff. It's a very delicious German food."

"It's called canned herrings."

"Want to try it?"

Stargazing pie is not really a dark English delicacy, and its exact origin is unknown, but the English do say they have never eaten this dish.

Chapter 277: Delicious? If you say so, I will believe you

"Canned herrings?"

Ron had never heard of this kind of food, but that didn't stop him from being curious about it. Especially after hearing Dudley's praise, he wanted to taste the can even more.

But he soon regretted it.

Hermione and Harry looked at each other, and in perfect tacit understanding, they left the place silently without leaving a trace.

It was obvious that both of them had seen canned herrings.

Although Draco had never seen canned herrings, he was smart enough to follow Harry and Hermione as soon as he saw what they were doing.

Neville didn't understand what was going on, so he just sat there and watched happily.

Under Ron's expectant gaze, Dudley used a knife to pry open the can of herrings. At that moment, Ron's face gradually changed from normal white with red to white with white, then to white with purple, and finally to purple with black.

"Ron, can you get used to this smell?"

"Brother D, stop talking, it stinks."

“Cleaned up like new”

He casually cast a spell to dispel some of the extreme stench.

In fact, it is a bit of an exaggeration to say that it has an extremely bad odor. At most, it is a little bit smellier than Wang Zhihe, which is still within the acceptable range for normal humans.

After all, the can of herrings in Dudley's hand was neither expired nor spoiled.

Strictly speaking, canned herring is a relatively delicate canned food. Unlike most other canned foods that are stored at room temperature, it can only be stored in an environment of 4-6 degrees Celsius. Once the temperature exceeds this range, it will easily deteriorate.

The ones with swollen tops are spoiled canned herrings, which are caused by expired cans or improper storage. The fish meat inside has basically turned into water, and the smell is so stinky that even a dry toilet is worse than it. Lao Ba shook his head when he saw it. It can be used as a biological weapon if thrown out. Even the body odor of a giant monster would be inferior to it, because it is not just a canned herring. It should be more accurately called corrupted herring corpse water.

Normal canned herring, if it is not spoiled, may smell bad but it is still acceptable to humans. Otherwise, it cannot be called a German delicacy.

The herring inside is not separated from the bones, and you can still see whole pieces of fish meat.

For example, the can that Dudley just opened was not spoiled.

The correct way to eat canned herring is not to open it and eat it directly, but to process it before eating. If you eat it directly, you will only feel that the fish meat is too salty, just like eating a mouthful of high-concentration salt water with a fishy smell.

Dudley ignored the expressions of others and took out a huge glass bowl. He added a large amount of ice water mixed with ice cubes and fresh lemon slices into it, then took out whole pieces of fish from the can and put them into the lemon ice water. The purpose of this was to remove the salt from the fish.

After a while, feeling that the salt was almost removed, Dadley took out the fish meat and separated it from the bones. The soft fish meat was quickly picked out, and he took out a small knife and chopped the fish meat into pieces.

Serve with toasted bread slices, chopped onions and fresh cream cheese.

One of the ways to eat German canned herring is now ready.

I sniffed it gently and found that the original fishy smell had been much lighter because of the lemon and ice water, and it was equivalent to the smell of normal stinky tofu.

It is already edible at this point.

At this time Hermione came over and asked Dudley for one. She opened her pearly teeth and took a light bite in front of Ron's horrified eyes. The unique taste filled her taste buds and her face showed a look of enjoyment.

The crispy and crunchy bread slices full of malt aroma, the tender fish meat whose saltiness has been removed by lemonade, the unique smell of onions covering up the fishy smell of the fish itself, and the delicate and slightly sour taste of cream cheese, it tastes a bit like a sardine sandwich, but tastes better.

"Very good." Hermione gave a high evaluation.

Hermione could accept the special foods of many countries, just like Dudley. Unless it was something that looked disgusting, was made disgustingly, and tasted even more disgusting, they could both eat it.

For example, the Eskimos' specialty food, a dark dish that is even more terrifying than stargazing pie - pickled puffin, which Hermione and Dudley cannot accept.

"Would you like some?" Dudley handed Ron another slice of bread.

Ron's head shook like a rattle.

Although the smell just now has dissipated a lot now, it still left a deep impression on him.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would never eat a single bite of this thing.

Corrupted fish sandwich, this is how Ron described the food.

Dudley shook his head, feeling a little sorry, this was a genuine German delicacy.

At least it's better than the weird food on the Hogwarts table.

The premise is that you can accept the taste. Even stinky tofu is not acceptable to everyone.

For example, Harry couldn't accept the taste.

Hermione just didn't like the smell when it was just opened, but she still liked to eat it after it was ready.

"And Neville?"

Dudley handed the piece of bread to Neville, who behaved much better than Ron and took the piece of bread happily.

I was attracted by the unique flavor after taking one bite and finished it in two or three bites.

"tasty."

Neville's evaluation is also very high.

"Seriously, Roland, don't you really want to consider trying it?"

Seeing that Neville was eating as usual, Draco asked curiously.

"If you eat it and say it's delicious, I'll eat it." Ron retorted without thinking.

Draco looked at Neville who had already asked for his third helping, then looked at Hermione who was eating his second helping, and Dudley who was eating while cooking and had no idea how many helpings he had gotten.

"Brother D, give me one."

"Here"

Draco took the bread from Dudley and took a big bite.

“The flavor is unique, a bit like the local cuisine I had in the Permanent Neutrality and Athens. It’s very delicious.”

Draco gave a higher evaluation and pouted at Ron: "Really not considering giving it a try?"

Ron stared at Draco. "I'll believe you if you say so."

Draco froze while chewing and gave Ron a blank look.

'That's no fun.'

He wanted to swallow but couldn't, so he could only put the bread down silently, took out a towel and spit out what he had just eaten.

This thing doesn't suit Draco's taste. He just did that to trick Ron into eating it, but who knew that the other party would not be fooled.

They are really a pair of happy enemies, their tastes are so similar.

Oh, and there's also Harry who's hiding away.

It is worthy of being the new generation of iron triangle.

Chapter 278: Master of Magic Soup?

In Potions class, Snape was teaching how to make an antidote to a potent wizard poison.

Some of the Durmstrang students sat in their seats nervously, wishing they could write down every word Snape said, while others stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, and no one knew where their minds were wandering.

In order to prevent cheating at Hogwarts and to better monitor the actions of the two Hogwarts warriors, Karkaroff took the initiative to ask all students except Victor to go to the fourth grade.

He thought that going from sixth grade to fourth grade would be stress-free academically. Who would have thought that the fourth grade at Hogwarts was so abnormal. The learning progress was far beyond the sixth grade level.

The result is that they can't keep up with the progress. Just imagine that a group of poor students who believe in happy teaching suddenly come to Haidian and Huanggang and study, do exercises and take exams with the students there.

Oh my god, my scalp is tingling.

Even if I wrote down every word, I still wouldn't understand what Snape was talking about.

Unable to adapt, many Durmstrang students chose to give up.

Snape didn't bother to care about them. After all, they were not his students, and whether they did well or badly was none of his business.

Ron slumped over the table with a look of despair: "Can't the school provide some normal food?"

Ever since he and Dudley and the others tasted the canned herrings that day, Ron hasn't had a good meal for a while.

Nothing tasted good and he had no appetite at all. His head was filled with the smell of canned food. Even his favorite chicken drumstick was placed in front of him at noon today and he showed no interest.

Well, the main reason is to cater to the taste of Beauxbatons. Today's chicken legs are sweet, sprinkled with a thick layer of jam and white sugar.

Sweetened chicken drumsticks, are they for human consumption? This is the greatest disrespect to chicken drumsticks.

As expected, Ron, who was lying on the table, was discovered by Snape.

"Wetherby, if you want to sleep, get out and sleep."

Come on, now not only the first name is wrong, but even the last name is wrong.

But Ron didn't care.

As a pure foodie, if I don’t even care about eating, then what else is there to be afraid of?

Mr. Ronald was fearless.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance entered Ron's nose. It was a fragrance he had never smelled before. At that moment, he instantly became alert and raised his head abruptly to look around.

'Someone's cooking in Potions class?!'

Soon, the strange fragrance became stronger and stronger, filling the entire classroom. Not only Ron, but everyone else could smell it as well.

Snape's face was gloomy, as black as if it was covered with ink.

Apparently he smelled it too.

It was audacious of anyone to cook in his class.

Did they really take him, the Potions Professor, seriously?

He wanted to see who was so bold and make him taste the poison of the antidote he taught today.

Do you really think Snape is a good-tempered person?

At the first moment, a sharp look swept across Durmstrang's position, scaring the group of young wizards so much that they shrank back desperately, fearing that they would be spotted by Snape.

No, not them.