Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

"Long time no see, Miss Granger. It seems you don't need to be at Hogwarts. We met on the train."

Seeing Hermione who was confused and didn't understand the situation, Alan said hello first.

The person coming was none other than Hermione Granger, who was taking Neville Longbottom to search for his lost toad just like in the original plot.

The dizzy Hermione finally noticed Allen's presence. He saw the lunch box in Allen's hand, and then realized what the fragrance he smelled was.

"Cecile?" Hermione was a little surprised, "I didn't expect us to meet so soon."

"Just call me Allen. Since we met by chance, let's enjoy the delicious food together." Allen said with a smile, "It seems that Miss Granger has not officially eaten the food I cooked."

"Thank you, you're welcome." Hermione smiled with crooked eyebrows, suddenly remembering that she and Allen were not the only two here, she quickly sat up straight and introduced herself cautiously, "Hello, my name is Hermione Granger ”

"Hello, Hermione." Harry and Ronald said in unison.

"Before we get to know each other, I think it's more appropriate for you to call me Granger. After all, we don't know each other very well yet, and I'm not sure whether we will be friends in the future." After she finished speaking, she looked at Allen and smiled sweetly. Laughing "This is the second time we've met, so you can just call me by my name."

The corners of Allen's mouth were slightly twisted, which was caused by suppressing laughter.

Sure enough, good looks make it easy to make friends.

"As for this guy, I met him on the train," Hermione said, sitting upright and introducing her very formally, "his name is Neville Longbottom."

"Hello...you guys." Neville Longbottom, the round-faced boy, responded cautiously.

"This," Hermione introduced Alan to Neville Longbottom, "this is Alan Cecil, his cooking skills are superb!"

"Hello." Neville nodded to Allen absentmindedly, his eyes couldn't stop drifting to the lunch box in Allen's hand, and then he couldn't help but swallow.

This scent is so abrasive.

After the other party’s introduction, this is the next step.

Ronald couldn't help but said, "I am Ronald Weasley, and this is the famous Harry Potter!"

Sure enough, the effect of this name was obvious, and both Neville and Hermione looked shocked.

"You are the famous Harry Potter." Hermione's attitude was a little more enthusiastic.

It's just that Alan didn't want to hear a few children continue to praise Harry, so he took out a spoon and tapped the lid of the lunch box to attract everyone's attention.

"Everyone, since the self-introduction is over, how about enjoying some delicious food?" Allen picked up his lunch box. "Although the amount is not too much, it is barely enough for five people."

"This...how can this be so embarrassing?" Neville, who looked particularly shy, couldn't wait to speak first. To be honest, he was really greedy, so much so that it exceeded his character, but the taste was really too much. It was so tortured that he couldn't help but say things that were against his will.

"It doesn't matter. Sharing food brings more happiness than enjoying food alone." Allen took out a disposable fork and handed it to several people.

"What kind of dish is this?" Ronald forked a piece from the lunch box and looked at something he had never seen before and asked, "Is it some kind of meat?"

"This is pan-fried dragon liver." Harry skillfully stuffed the still warm dragon liver into his mouth, feeling the most primitive pleasure brought by the fat melting in his mouth. He chewed and said vaguely, "This small piece is... A portion is worth 5 galleons."

The price of dragon liver is 16 cents per ounce. A serving of dragon liver requires at least 50 grams of dragon liver, which is close to 2 ounces, and the cost is a little more than 1 galleon.

But what Allen sells is definitely not expensive. His craftsmanship is much more precious than the dragon liver itself.

Hearing this shocking price, Ronald, who is most sensitive to money because his family is poor, immediately widened his eyes, "How much? 5 Galleons? Just such a small piece?"

"You'll know after you try it. It's really a good deal." Harry assured him seriously after swallowing the dragon liver in his mouth.

Ronald felt that Harry was a little crazy. A small lump of meat that was only enough for one bite was sold for 5 galleons? How could this be a good deal?

But Harry's strong recommendation and Alan's indifferent expression were so convincing that Hermione, Neville, and Ronald hesitated for a moment and ate the still warm dragon liver at the same time.

The magic power is boiling, the taste buds are screaming, and the dual stimulation from the body and magic power makes the three people's minds go blank almost instantly. Their eyes are dull, and their mouths are chewing mechanically, letting the delicious food hit their consciousness like a wave after wave.

After about a few dozen seconds, the three of them woke up one after another, with a little regret on their faces.

"The taste is so shocking." Hermione couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick the sauce at the corner of her mouth without caring about her dignity. "And I have a very strange feeling, as if my magic has changed in some way. "

Ronald and Neville nodded. They couldn't describe Hermione in such a specific way. If they had to speak, they would probably just say, "Me too."

It's not expensive to sell this thing for five galleons!

"This is Alan's talent. As long as he makes special dishes, he can have magical abilities." Harry couldn't help but preach to Alan whenever he had the chance, "He is the greatest chef in the world!"