While Hermione was stunned, Tom took out a small box full of ingredients and a small frying pan.
Tom took out two slices of fresh bread from the food box, each slice was nearly an inch thick. Then he took out the egg liquid he had prepared in advance, and added a few spoonfuls of evaporated milk to the egg liquid - the so-called
Evaporated milk is actually "thick" milk, which is a product obtained by distilling milk to remove some water. The water content is only half of that of fresh milk.
"The recipe I saw in the newspaper, this dessert is called milkweed, and it tastes very stress-relieving." Tom was well aware of Hermione's condition. Unlike him, Hermione had always treated him the same way.
She holds the highest standards, which means she doesn't fish in class.
How can this work? They have registered for eleven classes this semester, and the workload is so stressful that they need to use a time turner to schedule classes. If they take every class seriously, it will be too much. Hermione is in
She was in a state of "too much to bear", and Tom was able to withstand it because he was good at catching fish. There was no way to persuade her, but Tom could also use some small methods to help Hermione reduce the pressure.
Like a calorie-packed dessert.
Tom put the slices of bread on an iron tray, and added beaten egg liquid inside, so that the slices of bread could fully absorb the egg liquid. At the same time, he put the small frying pan on the ground and looked at Hermione. Hermione understood and used
The magic turned into a ball of blue, dancing fire. The flames licked the bottom of the frying pan, gradually heating the pan. Tom added a piece of butter on top and watched the butter melt little by little, turning into a bright yellow solid.
It turned into a liquid containing countless tiny bubbles. After the aroma of milk emerged, he added the bread slices that had absorbed enough egg liquid.
"For dishes with evaporated milk, be sure to use the smallest fire, otherwise it will be easily burnt." Hearing what he said, Hermione quickly reduced the flame and glanced at the bread slices in the pot with some guilt - it was okay.
Not confused.
The butter and egg liquid came into contact, making a "sizzling" sound, and a unique fragrance filled the air. After about thirty seconds, Tom pointed with the wand, and the bread slices jumped up, turning the golden side.
exposed.
"Wow!" Hermione's eyes turned into starry eyes, "It looks great!"
Tom followed the same method, frying the other side of the bread slices until golden brown, and frying the four sides to help the bread slices fix their shape. After the bread slices were fried, he put them on a small plate and filled them with sweet condensed milk.
After putting the first slice in, Tom just picked up the second slice from the pot when he saw that Hermione had used the floating spell to levitate the slice on the plate and started eating it in small bites.
"This dish isn't finished yet..." Tom said a little helplessly.
"Huh?" Hermione panicked like a kitten that was caught eating secretly. She thought it was ready, but she didn't expect that the bread slices were half-finished.
He was in trouble, Hermione felt a little uneasy.
"It's okay, I'll make another slice." Seeing Hermione's appearance, Tom couldn't possibly say harsh words, so he just used the extra ingredients to make another slice. When he was making it again, Hermione stood next to him.
While watching him make dessert, he carefully ate the slice of fried bread.
Tom stacked two slices of bread smeared with condensed milk, used a small spoon to press a pit on the soft toast, and filled the pit with the "milk" that Tom had boiled before. The milk was leaking.
Milk is the essence of this dish. This is naturally not ordinary milk, but a sweet syrup made from a mixture of butter, evaporated milk, and condensed milk simmered over slow fire. Tom heated up the "milk" a little and mixed it
Pour it into a small pit to form a milk pool, then sprinkle a thick layer of cocoa powder on the milk pool, and a caloric bomb is completed.
He put the dessert, which looked like chocolate cake but was actually a pop-up sandwich, on a plate and handed it to Hermione, saying to her: "Happy birthday, Joyeux anniversaire Hermione!"
Hermione burst out laughing, "Where did you learn French? And the pronunciation is really weird!"
Although, the pronunciation of Tom is exactly the pronunciation of the word "Hermione" in French. Since "H" is not pronounced in French, many names become very strange. For example, the name Harry Potter is pronounced by the French
The pronunciation is Ahei Baohte.
Hermione took a small spoon and gently pressed the leaking milk, and the milk in the milk pool gushed out. Hermione took a bite, it was so sweet that her eyes turned into crescent moons. After tasting the dessert with relish,
She said to Tom: "Merci mon chéri." Then she said seriously, "This reminds me that you have never pronounced my name correctly."
The name Hermione comes from the ancient Greek god Hermes, and is also mentioned in Shakespeare's "The Winter's Tale". But these are not important. Hermione is simply a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking. To put it nicely,
In fact, I was still trying to beat around the bush to get Tom to say that sentence...
"Her-my-own (She is mine)" He read out Hermione's name according to her pronunciation.
"That's right," Hermione nodded with satisfaction, "You've known me for so long, and you can't even call me by the right name. You must be punished!" She glanced at Tom, "You must be punished.
punish……"
Her eyes rolled around, "Then I'll punish you by wiping my mouth!" As she said that, she stretched her face over and was very close to Tom. Tom could smell the shampoo on her hair.
From the fragrance, you can also clearly see the long eyelashes on her eyes, the peach-like fluff on her lips, and the color of cocoa powder at the corner of her mouth.
After a long time, Tom wiped the milk from the corners of Hermione's mouth, and the two of them ate the remaining milk together.
After finishing breakfast, Hermione stroked her slightly swollen belly, her pretty face flushed, and lay down in Tom's arms. She felt as if Tom had thrust a small box into her hand.
"Take it apart and take a look."
Hermione opened the box obediently and saw a silver bell and a golden chain lying quietly in the box.
"This is...?" The first time she saw this gift, Hermione thought it was a necklace, but she soon realized something was wrong. When she saw where the chain should be tied, she
A blush flew up on his face.
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As for the appearance of the anklet, someone has already posted it in the book review area yesterday, please check it~