Chapter 26 The Thinnest Book in the World Is Follow-up Reading
Chapter 26 The thinnest book in the world is... (please follow up)
Love was looking at the twins, and the twins were also looking at Love with burning eyes.
One of them said in a hymn-like tone: "Oh, you will definitely become an eternal legend! This is the first time I have seen the person who got the Sorting Hat stuck! You are really, really..."
"That's awesome!" The other twin added: "I bet I'll never see that scene again in my life."
"How did you do that?"
"Is it really because there are so many thoughts in your head?"
The two brothers sang in harmony, and their coordination was extremely smooth. Love couldn't resist them, so he could only change the topic: "The legend is too exaggerated - the sorting ceremony is not over yet, and your brother Ron hasn't even been sorted yet.
!”
The twin brothers were stunned for a moment, then pointed at each other's hair and laughed.
"Really, this hair has become the business card of the Weasley family. We have never worried about which house Ron, that little brat, will be assigned to. If he is not in Gryffindor, we will have to look down on that brat.
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"Yes, those who can break away from the shackles of their family are truly powerful people. The whole family is Gryffindor, and I'm tired of seeing it!"
Although the two of them said so, they still turned their gazes forward.
"Our little brother has finally become an ordinary person." The twins looked disappointed. Ron was sorted into Gryffindor, which made them lose a lot of fun.
"Gryffindor!"
He hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to speak out what was in his heart.
It would be fine if Love was messing around, and everyone would just laugh it off, but now what Love said seems to be very reasonable. Is the Hogwarts recipe really a bit too monotonous?
Seeing Love sigh, Fred and George were a little confused.
Amid the applause of the crowd, Ron ran straight to Harry and sat down. Judging from his expression, he could only describe it as the rest of his life. Just now, he had been worried about being sorted into Slytherin or Hufflepuff.
, now this worry has disappeared.
After this strange and short pre-dinner speech, a lot of food appeared out of thin air on the plates on the table: roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes,
Potato chips, Yorkshire pudding, pea shoots, carrots, gravy, ketchup and mint candies.
"Ron Weasley!"
After the sorting ceremony, Professor Albus Dumbledore stood up, looked at the students with a smile, and stretched out his arms to them: "Welcome! Welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start the new school year! At the banquet
Before I start, I want to say a few words, that is: Idiot! Crying! Residue! Screw it! Thank you everyone!"
"Huh?" Fred noticed the change in Love's mood. After a little analysis, he came to a slightly surprising conclusion: Love seemed to dislike these dishes?
"You don't think these dishes are rich enough, do you?" Fred's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost: "Are you the prince of which country?"
"Look at these beefs, most of them are marinated and then roasted. This is certainly a very delicious way, but it is too wasteful to treat them all like this. You can use part of them to make red wine braised beef or curry beef.
, Beef Stew with Potatoes or Beef Wellington - this is because I consider that this is Western Europe, and I didn’t list the ways to eat beef in Central Asia and East Asia!”
"It's very rich, but I think the canteen is a bit wasteful in the processing of these raw materials." Seeing so many people looking over, Love simply pointed out the problem with these meals.
Listening to the names of the dishes announced by Love, the steaks on many little wizards' plates no longer tasted good.
This was the first time they had heard that someone felt that the banquet dishes at Hogwarts were not rich enough.
Now that the sorting ceremony has ended, the twins turned their energy to Love again. One of the twins took the initiative to introduce himself: "Hey, I'm Fred, and the person sitting next to me is George. Don't mess with us both."
Damn it, George hates people calling him Fred. Of course, I can provide a secret to tell us apart, that is, George has a birthmark on his butt, and I don’t..."
Love:......
"Ravenclaw!"
The vegetables that accompany the meal are even more of a nightmare. To sum it up in one sentence, there are fancy ways of cooking potatoes and ninety-nine ways to eat carrots, which makes Love extremely disappointed. To a certain extent, Indian mushy dishes are better than these.
British food has to be delicious.
As for how to distinguish Fred and George, Love's method is not to distinguish them at all. Anyway, he thinks that the twin brothers will most likely continue to act together, and then he only needs to call one of them by name, or
Don't shout anyone's name, just use "Hey" and "Hello" instead of the person's name. This is a first-rate prevarication method.
"Tch, the happiness is gone!"
These words immediately silenced everyone present.
"What's wrong? Are you regretting that your belly isn't big enough?" Fred asked with a smile.
Looking at the meals in front of him, Love couldn't help but sigh: the food at Hogwarts is really too ordinary. The sumptuous dishes in front of him look tempting at first, but in fact they reveal everything.
With the poor imagination of British cuisine, a large amount of high-quality meat is simply roasted, and the seasonings are just some common sauces. Love's evaluation of this form of cuisine is: There is a kind of Western Zhou Dynasty style
beautiful.
"My name is Love, Love Moen." Love interrupted Fred hastily. God knows what his reputation will become if he continues talking.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but the Sorting Hat processed the sorting much faster, and the remaining students came to the conclusion as soon as the hat touched their heads.
The initial letter of Love's name is M. This letter is relatively late. There are only three students behind him, including Ron Weasley who starts with W.
His voice not only attracted the attention of his brother George, but also the ghost Nick sitting on one side, and Harry, Ron and Percy sitting opposite.
Hogwarts proved with its strength that the thinnest book in the world is a British cookbook.
"Lisa Dupin!"
"And the chicken, in my opinion, the way the chicken is handled in schools is almost a nightmare," Love couldn't stop criticizing the dish: "In my opinion, coating the chicken with some sauce and stuffing it in the oven is just a nightmare.
It's a waste of resources. We can clearly remove the chicken breasts, cut them into fillets, and coat them with flour and bread crumbs to make fried chicken fillets. We can obviously stew or bake the chicken wings and legs with spices and vegetables to create a hundred flavors.
You could fry the chicken rack thoroughly and make the most delicious snack, but we did nothing but put the whole chicken in the oven, which is a sacrilege to life!"
"How delicious the fried chicken rack is! Just imagine, in the dead of night, you are chatting with your friends, and then someone brings out a fried and crispy chicken rack, and another person brings out a bottle of ice-cold drink. How comfortable it is.
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Listening to Love's words, the little wizards around him all trembled obviously at their Adam's apple: everyone was aroused.