White smoke rises from the hot barbecue grill, and the air is filled with the aroma of barbecue.
There was a barbecue going on outside Hagrid's hut.
Albert used food tongs to flip the beef on the grill. The surface of the slightly marinated steak was slightly browned.
"Onions, lemons, and eggs." Hagrid put the ingredients on the table, picked up the freshly toasted bread slices on the plate and took a bite. He stared at the steak that Albert was flipping, feeling even hungrier.
In the past, Hagrid thought his cooking skills were pretty good, but now... he feels like he just cooks the food.
Albert picked up the wand, waved the onion lightly, used the cutting spell to cut it into thin slices, brushed it with dipping sauce and put it down to bake together.
The eggs are fried in a pan, and finally put on the plate with the grilled steak, paired with grilled onion slices, the fried egg is eaten with a large spoonful of canned peanuts, and a homemade grilled steak is completed.
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"It smells delicious. It seems that the grilled steak still needs to be marinated." Hagrid couldn't wait to cut a large piece of beef for himself, took a bite and said with emotion.
"The main pleasure is actually tasting the food you cook, which gives you an inexplicable sense of satisfaction and accomplishment." In fact, Albert has cooking skills, but he has never deliberately upgraded them. After all, except for a few times at home,
, and he doesn’t really need to cook by himself.
Albert cut a piece of beef and was about to stuff it into his mouth when he suddenly heard a familiar scream from afar.
"etc!"
Albert had already put the fork in his mouth, turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. It was Fred and the others, who were trotting over this way.
"You, you guys are actually grilling steaks here?" Fred's eyes widened and he looked at Hagrid and Albert who were enjoying grilled steaks in disbelief.
Of course, Hogwarts also provides steaks. However, when several people saw Albert grilling steaks here, they felt a little unbalanced.
"It tastes okay." Albert squeezed lemon juice on the steak, ate another piece, then raised his head and asked, "Aren't you guys free to come over?"
"We came to deliver a message to you, but we didn't expect to see you hiding here and having a barbecue." George said with a heartbroken expression.
"I'm just dining at Hagrid's place." Albert took a bite of the grilled onion, put the egg into his mouth with his fork, chewed it and then asked, "Where's my letter?"
"Here it is." George handed the letter to Albert.
"It's strange, why didn't the owl deliver the letter to me directly?" Albert was a little confused and raised his hand to take the letter handed over by George.
"Professor Smith asked me to give it to you." George explained while staring at the cheese baked potatoes on the grill.
"If you want to eat, take it yourself, don't get burned." Hagrid felt a little funny and asked the three of them to sit down and eat. "Albert made it. I didn't know his cooking skills were so good."
"Professor Smith?" Albert nodded to express his understanding. After looking at the sender, he could probably guess what was inside.
"Why don't you take it apart and take a look?" Fred's mouth was stuffed with cheese baked potatoes.
"Oh." Albert thought for a moment before opening the envelope. It was a letter from Serra Harris, expressing her willingness to communicate with Albert through letters. In the letter, she also introduced him to two books on alchemy.
Related books.
"What's written inside?" Lee Jordan asked curiously.
"Someone is willing to establish a friendly correspondence with me." Albert put the letter back into his pocket and explained with a smile.
"Is it delicious?" George was more concerned about the taste of grilled steak.
"It's okay." Albert responded and continued to destroy the food on the plate.
After Fred swallowed the baked potatoes, he couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect you to really know how to cook."
"Why not?" Albert said, "Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing."
After all, Herb and Daisy are lawyers, and occasionally they are too busy to take care of them.
"The steak is great." Hagrid praised. He had already finished his portion. The quantity was too small to satisfy Hagrid's appetite. There were toast slices on the table, along with bacon and cheese, and a
Small pot of oatmeal.
"If I had known, we should have come to see you after lunch." Fred watched Albert stuffing the last piece of beef into his mouth and couldn't help complaining.
"That's right, it's time to go back. Lunch time is almost here." After George and Hagrid said hello, he asked Fred and Lee Jordan to get up and leave.
"Goodbye, Hagrid." Albert greeted Hagrid and left with the three of them.
On the way back to the castle, George suddenly asked: "By the way, we just saw you and Hagrid coming out of the Forbidden Forest together."
"What are you doing in the Forbidden Forest?" Lee Jordan asked next.
"This... I promised Hagrid that I won't tell anyone else. If you want to know, just ask Hagrid yourself." Albert knew that the three of them would not ask, otherwise they would have asked just now, and no
Wait until now to ask him.
"You actually hid it from us." Fred muttered dissatisfied.
"I can't help it. Who asked me to agree to Hagrid first?" Albert shrugged helplessly.
"Okay." The three of them had no choice but to know that Albert didn't want to say anything, so they didn't ask any more questions.
"By the way, are there going to be a gathering of the Wizard Card Club in the afternoon?" Lee Jordan was more concerned about this matter. He is now a loyal supporter of the Wizard Card.
"Well, it's a gathering in the auditorium, and there aren't many people anyway." Albert said, "I've already made the original cards."
With that said, Albert took out a few cards and handed them to the three of them. They were the cards for each of the four of them.
Fred and George were both wearing Quidditch uniforms and holding broomsticks, while Li Jordan was wearing wizard robes, a wizard hat and a wand, and Albert himself was wearing a wizard uniform.
Holding a book and a magic wand.
"When were these photos taken?" George took his card, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but ask.
"What do you think?" Albert smiled but said nothing.
"Will all the cards I get in the future be like this? It finally feels a bit formal!" Fred took the card and looked at it, and was very satisfied with his card.
"Where are the other cards?" Lee Jordan asked.
"I haven't made other cards yet. Do you think I really have so much time to spend on this?" Albert shrugged, "Besides, I don't have photos of other people."
As for what image rights?
There is nothing like that in the magical world.
"I'll take this card!" George was about to put his card into his pocket, but was stopped by Albert.
"This is not possible. The original cards will remain with me. These will be used as original cards in the future. I will use the change spell on them. Once the original cards are modified, other cards will also change." Ai
Bert explained.
"Can it still be like this?" Fred was surprised.
"Well, this spell was used in the Daily Prophet, didn't you notice?" Albert asked rhetorically.
Several people shook their heads in unison.
Although they knew that the contents of the Daily Prophet sometimes changed, they had no idea why.
"Then...how long will it take?"
"Who knows? At least I have to wait until I learn the transformation spell." Albert thought about it carefully and said, "It is said that it is S level. I estimate it will take two or three years."
"Two or three years?" Li Qiaodan said weakly, "In two or three years, will you be able to reach S level?"
"Although it may be a bit arrogant to say this, it is actually not too difficult for me to graduate from Hogwarts with excellent grades." Albert said nonchalantly.
"It's really a big loss for them that you didn't go to Ravenclaw." George sighed again, "After all, you have such a brain, don't you?"
"It would be great if you could answer more riddles correctly than Katrina."
"You're overthinking." Albert glanced at Lee Jordan and said speechlessly, "That's impossible. Do you think you can win in a riddle competition with someone who guesses riddles every day?"
"Then why are you betting on riddles with her?" Fred was even more puzzled.
"I want to know how many riddles there are at the entrance to Ravenclaw, and what are the answers to these riddles." Albert said without thinking: "In the future, I might be able to sneak into the Ravenclaw common room.
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"I think you will be kicked out." Fred said.
"I think so," echoed George and Lee Jordan.
While the four of them were talking, they had arrived at the castle. As they were about to walk through the foyer, they heard rapid footsteps behind them.
Filch hurried towards them.
"Dirty stuff! Dirty stuff is everywhere, I've had enough!" Filch pointed at the muddy footprints on the ground and shouted angrily. His eyes bulged, the flesh on his face trembled, and he looked scary, "I
Enough is enough...killing chickens to scare monkeys...you four, follow me!"
"Ahem, calm down, Mr. Filch." Albert took out his wand and waved lightly at his muddy footprints and boots. The muddy footprints on the ground disappeared, and the mud on his boots also disappeared.
Fred, George and Lee Jordan looked at each other and used descaling spells on their boots.
Unfortunately, they found that they could not completely clean off the stains on it.
"How did you do it?" George couldn't help but ask.
"Disappearance spell." Albert waved his wand to clean them up, and then said to Filch, who was stunned, "Can we go?"
Without waiting for Filch to answer, the four of them walked through the foyer and walked into the auditorium, leaving Filch with a blank look on his face and the others who were about to watch the show. By the time he came to his senses, the four of them had already walked away.
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Filch was trembling all over, and there were several students watching the theater next to him. Unfortunately, they didn't know that there was a word called "disaster for fish in the pond," so Filch used two unlucky Hufflepuff students as a target to scare the monkeys.
They wanted to learn what Albert did, but unfortunately, neither of them knew how to use the disappearing spell.