Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

Tom, who was recalling the pain, suddenly glanced at Alan, who was about to go upstairs with a plate, and quickly said hello, "Mr. Cecil."

Allen turned around and saw the group of people on the other side of the counter, Harry Potter, Hagrid and the boss Tom. After thinking about it, he walked over.

"What's wrong?" Allen asked.

"Mr. Cecil, I will ask them not to disturb you when you sleep in the future. Please don't cook that kind of food next time, okay?" Tom sighed.

"Aren't you satisfied with today's dish?" Alan had a gentle smile on his face, but that smile looked like a devil to Tom.

"No, it's delicious, and your cooking is as good as ever, but..." Tom pointed to his lips, "It's too spicy. I feel like my body can't handle such stimulation."

"That's not okay, Tom. Chili is a good thing. You have to learn to get used to it." Allen said seriously.

"No, please don't let us get used to it." Tom was startled.

Is this enough for them to get used to? You must know that half of today's regular customers have gone to St. Mungo's to seek medical treatment. If this continues for a while, St. Mungo's may not add a new anorectal department.

Allen smiled and said, "Just kidding, that's just my attempt, but you guys are really not good at it. The spiciness is just right for me."

It seemed that these people had learned a lesson, and it was not in vain that Ellen specially asked Tom to buy Pixian red bean paste and dried chili peppers.

After communicating with Tom, Alan looked at Hagrid and Harry. He looked at Hagrid's big hand and then at his own small hand. He gave up on shaking hands with Hagrid and reached out to Harry.

"Hello, my name is Alan Cecil." Alan introduced himself, "You are the famous Harry Potter, right?"

Harry was startled and quickly stretched out his hand and shook it, "Hello, uh... yes, I am Harry Potter. Do you recognize me too?"

How does this glamorous person in front of me, who is almost at the opposite end of the spectrum from me, actually recognize me?

In fact, during the past few days of shopping, Harry had already understood the monetary value of the wizarding world, and then he admired Alan even more!

Assuming that one of Allen's dishes only sells for one galleone, then he can only eat with his current money...

It seems that he can eat for hundreds of years, oh, that's okay. Harry suddenly realized that he seemed to be a rich man in the wizarding world?

"Oh, I didn't listen to what they said. They have been discussing you recently, so I have heard a little bit about your deeds." Allen took back his hand, "Well... although I have some doubts about the authenticity of the story. ”

"It's not just you, I'm actually a little skeptical too." Harry said softly.

But Hagrid was not happy.

"There's nothing wrong with Harry's story," Hagrid puffed and glared, as if he wanted to eat Allen, "He's a hero!"

"If that's true, I can only say that the wizards eleven years ago were really useless. Also, calm down, I didn't mean to belittle Mr. Potter."

Allen said, quickly twisting up a ball of Dragon Beard Candy and stuffing it into Hagrid's mouth, "Eat something sweet to calm down."

Hagrid was caught off guard and was stuffed in Alan's mouth. The main reason was that Hagrid opened his mouth too wide when he was angry, and a ball of dragon whiskers was too small for him.

The sugar shreds melted quickly in his mouth, and Hagrid, who was still angry at first, suddenly lost his temper. On the contrary, his angry face turned into shock almost instantly, and then turned into happy intoxication.

"Merlin's beard, Mr. Cecil's craftsmanship has improved again? Can one dish actually calm other people's anger?" When Tom saw this, a look of admiration appeared on his face. "It can actually make an angry person calm down instantly and even change his mind." You must be happy, how delicious is that?”

Harry on the side was also full of astonishment, especially after witnessing the miraculous scene of Hagrid's face changing in one second.

Then he looked at Allen with admiration.

He is indeed the most popular chef in Diagon Alley, so great.

"Calm down, calm down," Alan said that Tom's crazy compliments were too much. "I'm just a cook. What I cook is food, but it doesn't have that kind of effect."

"But the food you cook can strengthen people's magic. Isn't it more magical? In comparison, wouldn't it be easier to make people calm or even not angry?" Tom said that you are just too humble. Everyone is criticizing you. It’s obvious to all.

Allen was stunned by Tom's boast. It took him a long time to find his thoughts and said angrily, "I told you that it's not my fault. I just added a small amount of joyful agent to this dessert."

"Joy agent? Dessert made from it?" Tom's eyes straightened when he heard the word "dessert", and his face seemed to turn into an electronic screen scrolling to play the sentence "want to eat".

Alan was so upset by being stared at that he simply took out a piece of the sample that he planned to leave for Hotch and gave it to Tom, and then gave another piece to Harry who was swallowing his saliva.

The two of them stuffed the dragon beard candy into their mouths at the same time, and then froze at the same time.

They have never tasted a dessert that both melts in the mouth and has a unique texture. Needless to say, Harry is eleven years old and has probably never tasted any good desserts, but Tom, who has eaten many desserts, swears that he has never tasted such a delicious dessert. Tasty desserts.

More importantly, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but Tom felt that his anus was much more comfortable and no longer painful.

This taste and enjoyment are perfect for afternoon tea!

Tom regretted why he ate so quickly. What a wonderful experience it would be if he had a cup of tea at this time, mixing the fragrant tea with the sweetness left in his mouth!