An uninvited guest suddenly broke in and was enthusiastically carrying out land reclamation activities for what she thought was the "Devil King's Castle".
From the thick dust accumulated on the floor, it can be seen that Elena is the first guest to explore the castle in decades - it is obvious that neither Dumbledore nor the deaf-mute caretaker is interested in the host.
A walk in the castle.
At the corner of the spiral staircase closest to Elena's bedroom, there is a dusty piano, the same style as the one Dumbledore placed in the classroom on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle.
There was a bouquet of roses that had withered so long that no color could be seen on the piano cover, adding a bit of mystery to the castle.
The biting cold wind leaked in from time to time through the cracks in the dilapidated shutters. From the top floor of the castle down, the environment gradually became cold and humid. This made Elena couldn't help but feel glad that she took an extra cloak to put on it before going out.
On the body.
There is no doubt that a particularly terrible battle took place before the castle was completely abandoned.
With the dim light of the wand, the girl could clearly see the traces of the horrific curse on the wall, as well as the scorched black marks left after the large area was swallowed up by the flames.
Further down, in the center of the fourth floor of the castle, there is a huge hole caused by an unknown curse.
Elena stood on the edge of the stairs and looked down curiously. The collapse penetrated the entire two floors below. It was a black hole and looked like a monster with a huge mouth.
However, no matter how brilliant the battle was, over the past forty years, the scars caused by human wizards in this castle have been quietly erased bit by bit by the power of nature.
The moss and vines spread throughout every corner of the castle are of course the most unscrupulous new residents. Elena has carefully studied them before, and they should all be non-toxic and normal varieties. After a little treatment, they will still have a wild flavor.
Going down the mottled and broken stairs, the next thing that caught the girl's eyes were some green plants with wide leaves growing in the gaps in the castle.
The roots and leaves lie close to the ground and look a bit ugly. The leaves are oblong to lanceolate, with obvious deep wrinkles on the leaf surface. The thick rhizomes look full of water.
"Snow grass, well, it's not very delicious. It would be better if it were purslane..."
Elena frowned. She vaguely remembered that this kind of plant grew a lot in the ruins of the old house in her previous life. Most of the old people liked to call it "shrimp grass". Although it cannot last a lifetime, it is also a relatively common herb. Usually
Used to regulate intestinal tract, relieve diarrhea, relieve cough, or promote blood circulation and reduce swelling.
The roots and leaves of snow primrose are edible, but they are very bitter and not very suitable for cooking. Even if they are fed to pigs, they will be disgusted. This is only done when you are extremely hungry during the flood of humanity.
Someone is trying to find a way to cook it.
"Forget it, it's still a harvest. It can be used to give Uncle Grindelwald, who has a picky taste, a taste. It's not poisonous anyway."
Elena Super Grudge Kaslana thought for a while, stretched out her hand and pulled out a few snow primroses and stuffed them into the pocket of her robe - haha, both good and bad food need to be compared, and the first generation black
The Demon King obviously has never seen the legendary dark cooking world.
However, the biggest surprise for Elena in the entire Nurmengard Castle was the room with missing door panels next to the big hole on the fourth floor.
Looking in through the only remaining door frame, one can see a whole row of oversized wooden wardrobes. Judging from the internal layout and structure, it seems that this was once the exclusive storage closet of a big shot, even if it is just full of clothes.
The dusty wooden frame can also imagine the grand scene of that year.
Unfortunately, there is now a new resident in this room. Elena squatted down and deftly pinched a small thing that sneaked past her feet, put it in front of the wand and looked at it carefully for a while.
Elena raised the wand high and shook it quickly. Following the light spots that swayed and flew out from the tip of the wand, she looked forward with expectation. A lively and energetic kingdom of miniature termites appeared in front of her.
in front of my eyes.
Sure enough, as long as you find one of this social creature with a long history, it is equivalent to discovering an extremely bright future. As for the harm of insect infestation-it's not her wardrobe that bites anyway, so what does it matter.
The name termite (medicinal name Xuanju) is actually not the same species as ants. It is the oldest and most primitive social insect on the planet. It is a close natural partner that humans have known since ancient times.
As early as the Zhou Dynasty more than 3,000 years ago, termite paste was listed as a royal meal for Eastern emperors. It was a delicacy at the emperor's banquet. In many countries such as Africa, Australia, and India, termite paste was also used as a delicacy.
Listed as top quality food.
For example, black Africans stir-fry termites in oil, which is full of aroma, and tastes almost the same as dried shrimps; Filipino residents use termite powder to make soup, which tastes delicious, just like tomato soup; steamed buns made with termite fillings and scrambled termite eggs are some of the best in the Philippines
A delicacy on local tables; in Sudan, people’s favorite fried termites are often sold in large and small markets...
What's even more wonderful is that the termite fungus of this species that appears in Nurmengard Castle is usually accompanied by gallinobacteria. Its meat is thick and delicious, similar to chicken, crisp, tender, fragrant and fresh.
sweet.
Zhiliu, Elena subconsciously licked her dry lips.
Thanks to Mother Nature, thanks to the desolation of Nurmengard Castle, the will of the universe will always favor those foodies with sincere hearts.
"They have lived in Nurmengard Castle for so many years. Calculating the time, it should be time to pay the rent. After we find the tools, it will be time to protect the rights of the castle owner for Mr. Grindelwald."
Because she had just finished lunch and had no handy tools at hand, Elena just stood at the door with interest and observed for a while, without rashly disturbing their peaceful life.
After looking around her surroundings, Elena closed her eyes, made sure she had memorized it, and made a lot of marks on the door panels and corridors before leaving this floor, turning back three times.
However, after experiencing this short-term joy of harvest, the subsequent land reclamation process seemed to be cursed, with zero drops in the entire process.
Elena almost searched most of the conspicuous corners of the floors below. Except for finding a long-abandoned mouse hole, a cluster of unknown plants with a cold glimmer, and some broken snake skins, there was nothing more.
Other gains.
As for the underground area of the castle where the wine cellar might be stored, Elena was very self-aware and chose to give up directly - the intricate underground area is really unfriendly to road warriors. If she accidentally gets lost and starves to death, it will be terrible
It’s really a shame for hundreds of millions of people across the world.
The biggest tragedy happened when Elena happily returned to the bedroom door with moss, snow primrose, and vine leaves collected from all over the castle, ready to wash herself off happily...
Snap.
"How is this going?"
The trophies held in the girl's arms were scattered all over the floor, and a look of confusion and anger flashed across her delicate and cute little face.