Cardcaptor at Hogwarts

"Mom? What are you going to do?"

"Shh-"

Mrs. Mercy turned to her son and gestured:

"I'm going to see how your classmates' cooking skills are."

Then Mrs. Mercy walked to the kitchen door. Although she saw the three people at the door looking a little strange, she didn't say anything and walked straight past them into the kitchen.

Bernard and the others were looking into the kitchen when they saw Mrs. Mercy stepping directly into the kitchen. Just as they were about to say something, they heard a shout from inside:

"No stealing!"

What followed was the sound of slender strips waving and an exclamation:

"ah!"

"hiss--"

Bernard rubbed his toothbrush, while Uther and Eugene rushed directly into the kitchen.

"This is at Cologne's house, not in the dormitory. When the food is brought to the table, what will it look like if there is a missing piece?"

Adam used his chopsticks to poke at the small pieces of pork tumbling in the oil pan. He turned back slowly, and then he was shocked to find that the person who had just reached out to the plate in his hand and knocked his chopsticks was Mrs. Mercy. .

! ! !

"Ah! I'm sorry, aunt! I didn't see it just now..."

"fine……"

Mrs. Mercy rubbed the back of her red hands, and a blush appeared on her face.

Adam didn't use any force. She just screamed out because she was scared. She didn't feel it at first. She just felt that the things on the plate were so fragrant and wanted to take one to try. After being stopped, she realized that the food hadn't been served yet. Woolen cloth……

Apart from the embarrassment of being caught stealing, she couldn't help but nod secretly in her mind. It seemed that her son and his roommates were really getting along well, otherwise the scene just now wouldn't have happened.

While Mrs. Mercy nodded in her mind, she looked like she was staring at the ribs on the plate in a daze. Adam quickly pushed the plate towards Mrs. Mercy:

"When it's fried like this, I think the heat is about right. Auntie, give it a try and see if it needs to be adjusted?"

Mrs. Mercy came back to her senses and realized that Adam seemed to have misunderstood something. However, as the plate approached, the smell of fat and spices became stronger, so she did not clarify the misunderstanding, but nodded with a smile:

"Then I'm not welcome..."

"Be careful of the burn."

Adam reminded Mrs. Mercy and continued to stare at the little crispy pork in the pot.

This plate is a fried food platter, including red fermented pork ribs, fried five-spice rolls, salt and pepper steaks, fried small yellow croaker, fried potato wedges, small crispy pork and fried sausages.

Although there are still small crispy pork and fried sausages left on the plate, the plate has begun to take shape. Mrs. Mercy was a little embarrassed to start after picking them for a long time.

After all, Adam just said it would be rude if there was a piece missing from the plate when it was served.

"Auntie, why don't we just finish this dish in the kitchen."

Uther, who had already followed Mrs. Mercy into the kitchen and had been eyeing the fried food platter for a long time, suggested silently.

"Huh? This...is not good...Gudong——"

"There's nothing wrong with it. It ruins the presentation or whatever. It's okay if it's not served."

Eugene followed.

Bernard glanced at the pots on the other two stoves:

"Originally, fried food is a snack that is used as an appetizer. It doesn't matter even if it is not served."

When we were in the dormitory, the fried food platter rarely made it to the table. Although Adam would knock him with the tail of his chopsticks if he tried to eat it, but Adam didn't really use force. Usually, the four of them just pushed Adam on one side. The chopstick attack while eating eat eat eat eat eat!

The most serious consequence was that the backs of four people's hands were knocked red. After Adam got used to it, he wouldn't stare at them all the time.

"It's okay, Auntie, you can eat, remember to call Cologne."

He rolled his eyes, and when Mrs. Mercy walked out of the kitchen to call Cologne, Adam used a net to lift up the small pieces of pork to remove the oil, and poured it neatly into the plate:

"You are a bunch of gluttons, let's eat, be careful!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Eugene gnawed on the small yellow croaker which was fried to crispy bones and nodded repeatedly.

…

After the fried food platter paid its own price, the other dishes were served safely.

“Puffy Cream Mushroom Soup!”

"Yipinguo!"

"Exploding fish!"

“Seared beef brain!”

“Thirteen-spice Provence stew!”

Along with the name of the dish, everyone at the table couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva every time a dish was served.

Adam originally wanted to serve the dishes in the order of the meal, but the appetizer was killed before being served. This was not a serious dining occasion, so all the dishes were served together.

Mrs. Mercy looked around and couldn't help but touch her son beside her with her elbow:

"Do you usually eat this at school?"

Fortunately, she was once worried about whether her son would be used to eating at school, but it turned out that this meal was too good...

Cologne thought to himself: How could it be possible? Even they couldn't eat Adam's delicious food every day. They usually didn't have to go to the auditorium to eat sausage, toast, baked potatoes, etc...

"I was short of time and didn't have time to make any preparations. I just made some simple homely meals. Please use them~"

Adam sighed with regret.

He was not modest. Yipinguo and Baoyu were both semi-finished products and were prepared for tomorrow's banquet. It could be completed by just making one copy and processing and heating. The remaining three Western dishes... together they cost less than 100%. One hour.

"...Is this still commonplace?"

Mrs. Mercy looked at her son in disbelief. What do they usually eat at school? !

"Uh..."

Cologne wanted to say that it was not a big deal for him, but thinking about the "big dishes" that Adam said took half a day, a day, or even several days to prepare, he could only be vague:

"Adam has high requirements for food."

"Oh... high requirements are good, high requirements are a good thing."

Mrs. Mercy nodded, looking thoughtful.

Seeing this, Cologne quickly reminded his mother who seemed to be distracted:

"Mom, you should start eating quickly, everyone is waiting anxiously."

Mrs. Mercy looked up and found that everyone was looking at her, so she quickly picked up the fork:

"Everyone, start eating~"

As Mrs. Mercy picked up a piece of puff pastry covering the opening of the ceramic jar and put it into her mouth, everyone raised their chopsticks and showed their fangs.

Before Mrs. Mercy had time to be reserved for a few seconds, she saw that the pan-fried beef head was about to be divided up, and immediately threw away her reserve and joined the battle.

After a hearty battle for food, Mrs. Mercy was at a disadvantage because her tools were not flexible enough, but she was still satisfied. She picked up a Coke and shared her life in Hogwarts with everyone.

"It turns out that Auntie is also a senior of Hufflepuff!"

Cologne couldn't help but glance at Adam. He remembered that he had told Adam about this.

"Yes, so when I see you now, it's like seeing me in the past..."

Mrs. Mercy smiled and looked at the group of young men in front of her:

"Time~ It really slipped away from my fingertips without paying attention. The days when I helped Susan to make plans to chase that stupid big guy from Gryffindor seemed like it just happened yesterday..."

Cologne couldn't help but take a sip of Coke.

Susan... is the owner of Fengya brand wizard clothing store? But he remembered that her husband was not a Gryffindor, and he also claimed to be Aunt Susan's first love.

Hiss——

Before Cologne finished sighing about how complicated the adult world was, he heard his mother's next words:

"Come to think of it, you guys are also at the age of falling in love, do you all have girlfriends?"

Although Mrs. Mercy was casual, her smiling eyes were focused on Adam's reaction.

"Puff——cough cough!"