Chapter 357: Bystander fans (thanks to the leader of the poison named Emma)
Hogwarts Great Hall, Slytherin House Table.
Due to the differences in the atmosphere of each house, Slytherin has always been the quietest and most decent among the four houses at Hogwarts - except for the sound of clinking knives and forks, students rarely imitate Gryffindor.
Talking loudly, or making rough chewing and eating sounds like a Hufflepuff.
As for Ravenclaw House... Although their personalities are relatively introverted, to be honest, it is also difficult for you to ask a college with nearly 90% female students to be able to remain quiet at the dinner table, the largest platform for gossip.
As usual, today's Slytherin table is still the quietest area in the entire hall.
The only difference is that instead of the elegant and graceful way of lifting weights before, the long table of Slytherin House at this time is more like a silent cemetery. Every student seems to be a ghost that has lost its color, with lifeless eyes.
Looking at the plates of indescribably rich food in front of me.
The entire Slytherin House was enveloped in an indescribable and wonderful smell. Along with the laughter and laughter coming from the tables of the other three houses, an atmosphere called despair began to spread among the young Slytherin wizards.
Draco Malfoy read the names of the dishes on the table solemnly, turned his head slowly, with no trace of blood on his pale face, and looked at the female prefect sitting next to him with a pleading look.
He asked with a slight tremor in his voice.
"So, are you sure these are really the plants we grew? Could there be something wrong..."
"I just checked it carefully, and there was no mistake. These are the ones we grew in the vegetable garden."
Gemma Farley's face was full of despair, and her bright eyes were filled with gray.
If she remembers correctly, this will be the fate of Slytherin House in the coming semester. The dishes may change, but the types of plants used as the main ingredients have been determined to be unchangeable.
As Lovecraft once said, the oldest and strongest human emotion is fear; the oldest and strongest fear comes from the unknown.
Faced with these foods that had a strong and ominous aura in appearance, smell, and even names, almost all the little Slytherin wizards immediately lost the courage to try, and invariably reached out to the roasted food on the table.
Bread and Lettuce Salad - Bread and lettuce may not be delicious, but at least they're not dangerous.
As soon as the first person started to reach for the bread, the "Slytherin Table War" completely broke out. In less than five minutes, there was no longer a piece of bread or lettuce leaves on the entire long table.
.
And those empty golden dinner plates did not produce new bread and lettuce again - like the other three colleges, Slytherin College also did not choose to plant too much wheat and lettuce, and it happened to be stuck.
Able to complete the school's mandatory planting share position.
nothing left.
Draco Malfoy looked desperately at the empty dinner plate in front of him, and looked at Goyle and Crabbe around him. They also had nothing to gain. There was nothing on the dinner plate except a small lettuce leaf.
As first-year students, they are at the bottom of the food chain in the entire Slytherin House.
It's not just them. In this smokeless "Slytherin Table War", the lower-level students almost get nothing - even if they are lucky enough to grab a piece of bread with quick eyes and quick hands, they may be directly unreasonable by the upperclassmen next to them.
taken from the dinner plate.
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"I have no choice but to hope that Sister Tou's craftsmanship can bring about miracles."
Glancing enviously at the senior students who were enjoying the fruits of victory, Draco Malfoy pressed his growling stomach, with a look of determination on his face as he picked up his fork and took the initiative to fork a piece of yellow charcoal.
Grilled durian.
If it tastes bad, it tastes bad. It shouldn’t kill anyone, right?
After all, the head chef of Hogwarts is Elena, the eldest sister!
"Draco?"
"Oh my god, look, they actually dare to eat it!"
"Eat, eat! As expected of Slytherin House!"
"As expected of a member of the Malfoy family, he is indeed courageous."
As Draco Malfoy stuffed the grilled durian into his mouth, there was a burst of excited chatter from the other three houses who had been paying attention to the movements of the Slytherin table, not to mention the reaction of Slytherin House.
, everyone looked at Draco Malfoy's expression nervously.
"Well!"
Draco Malfoy's face paused, showing an expression of disbelief.
Wait! This smells like?!
Different from the horrible smell he imagined, the charcoal-grilled durian has a buttery smell, a bit like hot cheese, but softer and richer.
As the durian pulp slides into your mouth, the soft pulp like jam touches the tip of your tongue. First, a sweet fragrance fills your mouth. The best honey is probably just that;
Immediately afterwards, the durian meat, roasted at just the right temperature, melted in the mouth, and another layer of milk flavor stimulated the taste buds. When you tasted it carefully, the roasted brown flesh seemed to exude an aroma like roasted sweet potatoes...
"Goyle, Crabbe, you all try this, it's super delicious!"
Draco Malfoy raised his head in surprise and looked at his friends on the left and right. As he spoke, Draco quickly waved his fork and picked up a piece of grilled durian from the plate in front of him.
In the entrance.
"Phew, it's so hot, but it's really great! As expected of the king of everything."
Is it really that delicious?
Goyle and Crabbe looked at each other. Although they were still a little uneasy, they still took a mouthful of charcoal-grilled durian and stuffed it into their mouths, chewing them carefully.
Um?!
Just like Draco Malfoy, the expressions on the two people's faces were startled, and then they showed a hint of surprise and quickly joined in the process of destroying the charcoal-grilled durian.
Soon, following the example set by Draco and others, the other students in Slytherin House also began to slowly try those unfamiliar foods with suspicion. In any case, this is their future menu, and they must try it.
Just once.
"Wow, this leek box is so delicious!"
"I like this coriander egg pancake better."
"Don't grab my grilled durian, I haven't eaten enough yet!"
"Stop being so presumptuous, who wants to steal your grilled durian? I just want to grab that canned herring."
"Don't come near me. The smell of coriander is a nightmare."
Doesn't it seem that scary?
Marcus Flint licked his lips, picked up the bread from the table, stirred it in the red devil pepper dipping sauce that looked the least threatening, and stuffed it into his mouth nonchalantly...
"Hoo, ho, ho, water! Water! Water! Water!"
Of course, Marcus's situation is only in the minority.
Although not all of them are good reviews, in general, it is much better than the terrible expectations in their hearts. As long as they avoid foods they don't like, most little wizards can still find some delicious choices.
.
After all, objectively speaking, when Elena cooks these foods, she carefully cooks them in the most appropriate way, without any intention of wasting food, but anyone who can accept these tastes will be satisfied.
but……
All this may be a bit difficult to understand for students who cannot taste it themselves.
Amidst the stunned expressions of the other three houses, the students of Slytherin House seemed to have lost their minds, scrambling for the pile of food that exuded a terrible smell, and everyone still had a satisfied smile on their face.
Slytherin...
Even in this situation, he can still show such a happy expression...
Is this the spirit of Slytherin...
God, it’s so scary…
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