Luofu caught a dozen carnivorous slugs and planned to bring them back to the box to breed in large numbers and use them as food for the basilisk and the fire dragon.
After solving the slug problem, Hagrid invited them to the cabin to chat, and served steaming rock cakes and a new pastry... shortbread.
It was said to be a sweet biscuit. Rolf didn't see the sugar, but found that the biscuits were covered with a thick layer of salt.
"Hagrid, did you mix up the sugar and salt?" Rolf asked cautiously.
"No, the sugar is all under the salt!" Hagrid said a little embarrassedly: "There was too much sugar and it was a bit harsh on the throat. I added some salt to make the taste more comfortable and not too greasy.
Come on, don't be polite, everyone, let's have a taste, don't be polite to me."
"..."
Rolf, Shirley and Hermione exchanged glances, and wisely picked up the perilla tea without touching the shortbread.
Hagrid's saucy operation silenced the Sweet and Salty Party.
Hagrid's teeth were really good. He picked up the rock biscuits, cracked them into pieces...and ate them very deliciously.
"I heard Lockhart is in hospital again?"
"Yes, he was injured by the elf." Luofu took a sip of tea and said leisurely: "But he was discharged from the hospital again today."
Being hospitalized three times a week, Rove was still worried for the past two days whether Lockhart would resign in anger, but he didn't expect that he didn't leave.
I have to say...Lockhart is quite brave.
"Sooner or later he will have to be hospitalized!" Hagrid said with some gloating:
"The last time he came to my place, he wanted to teach me how to prevent water monsters from getting into the well, and he also boasted about how he could get rid of female ghosts... If one sentence in it was true, I would eat the teapot."
Rolf glanced at Hermione meaningfully. The girl glared back at him unreasonably, but did not open her mouth to refute, but continued to drink tea.
Hagrid rarely criticized the professors at Hogwarts, and even he said this...
Hermione felt a little uncomfortable. Why did she always lose in bets with Rove?!
However, although she always lost, it also aroused Hermione's strong desire to win. She firmly believed that she would one day be able to defeat Rolf.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Hagrid stood up and opened the wooden door, and Harry and Ron appeared outside the door.
Harry helped Ron in. Ron's mouth and nose were constantly crawling with greasy slugs, which looked very disgusting.
Hagrid quickly took out a large bucket and put it in front of Ron, asking him to vomit in the bucket. He asked with concern: "What happened?"
Harry sat on the chair and said quickly: "Our academy just held a new player selection on the Quidditch pitch..."
"Is Gryffindor starting to select new players now?" Rove was a little surprised.
Quidditch team selection is usually held in the second week after school starts, but I didn't expect that Gryffindor would do it a week early this year.
"George and Fred said that Captain Wood wanted to find a new Seeker as soon as possible and then put it into training." Harry explained.
Because of Rove's butterfly effect, Harry did not become Gryffindor's Seeker in the first year, so they suffered a heavy defeat against Slytherin last semester.
In order to win the Quidditch Cup, Wood chose to be selected early so that he could get used to the new team as soon as possible.
Well, Gryffindor has really become the first team to prepare for the 92-93 season.
After receiving the news, Snape immediately signed a special approval slip to let the Slytherin team go to the Quidditch field for training... Being able to disgust Gryffindor was his greatest happiness.
"Ron and I were participating in the selection, and Draco Malfoy came with a copy of the Daily Prophet." Harry continued:
"There are interviews with Malfoy's father, attacking Mr. Weasley, and asking him to resign..."
"Then you got into a conflict?" Hagrid said harshly.
Harry nodded and said: "Ron's wand was broken, and the spell he cast bounced back to himself."
"Fortunately you didn't hit Malfoy, Ron! You were too impulsive!" Hagrid's rough face showed concern: "If you really hit that kid, his father will definitely come to trouble you, Lucius Malfoy
Fu Ke is the school director..."
Ron opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Instead, he burped loudly, and several slugs fell from his mouth onto his lap.
"Is there any way to treat Ron?" Harry asked quickly.
"I think we can only wait until he vomits up." Hagrid turned around and asked, "Rolph, is there anything you can do?"
"Let me try." Rolf pulled out his wand, pointed at Ron and said, "Stop the curse immediately!"
There were no more slugs in Ron's stomach. He lay weakly on the chair and said with a pale face: "Thank you, Rolf!"
"Ron, you'd better buy a new wand from Ollivander's as soon as possible." Rolf reminded. "A broken wand cannot be used. It can easily backfire and hit yourself."
Ron had a wry smile on his face. Not only had his father been suspended from the Ministry of Magic because of the Flying Car incident, but Ginny also told him that he might be fined.
The family has no money to buy him a new wand.
"It's okay. I was in the school's second-hand market and took a fancy to a second-hand wand. The seller said it is for girls' own use. It's 99 new... and the price is very cheap." Ron said weakly.
"..."
After hearing this, Luo Fu inexplicably remembered that he had bought a graphics card from a certain salted fish in his previous life, and it seemed that he was using the same rhetoric.
He immediately persuaded Ron... The water in the second-hand market is very deep, and it is not something Ron can grasp.
But unfortunately, Ron has been brainwashed by the girls using this gimmick.
Soon it was noon, and Hagrid left them to eat in the cabin.
This time it was not rock cake, but a beef stew. In Hagrid's words, it made Ya Ya's mouth water after smelling it.
Luo Fu wondered what else could be wrong with beef. Just order some beef stew with potatoes. It was the best ingredient to go with rice. It wasn't difficult at all, so he agreed.
But he obviously underestimated the value of Britain's "food desert" and even underestimated the creativity of Hagrid, who can make dark dishes such as "rock crust cake".
After standing in the kitchen for a moment, Rolf saw Hagrid add half a bottle of tomato juice and a large piece of cheese to the pot.
Maybe it's a special technique...Rolf comforted himself in this way, and then watched him add the crushed rock biscuits.
This was not enough. Hermione also found dried carnivorous slugs on the shelf at the door. After asking, she learned that these were only a small part of the hodgepodge.
It turns out that the essence of beef smorgasbord is not the beef, but the smorgasbord...
Hagrid had already served the table, and the three of them hurriedly found an excuse and left in a hurry. Before leaving, Rolf asked Harry and Ron to leave together. Unfortunately, they didn't understand and had already picked up their forks.
When he came to the lawn, Luofu looked back at the small wooden house where the smoke was curling up, and said with lingering fear:
"Can people eat slugs? I will never trust any food made by Hagrid again!"
"It depends on the technique. I've eaten French escargot before." Hermione ran out of breath, holding her waist with one hand and said:
"The taste is softer and more tender than oysters, with good elasticity, soft and juicy."
"Then why are you running so fast?" Luofu twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "If you go back now, you can still taste English-style slugs."
"Then forget it." The girl shook her head vigorously like a rattle: "I would rather starve to death!"
"..."
inside the cabin,
Harry and Ron picked up their forks and each picked up a large piece of black stuff.
"Eat quickly, you two lucky guys can't get such good food in the auditorium!" Hagrid urged.
