Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

Allen's operation was so smooth that the Weasley twins were stunned. They didn't come back to their senses until the first pot of rock sugar-biting cabbage was soaked in cold water.

"It's amazing." Fred murmured. In his opinion, Alan's operation was more fun and interesting than magic. This kind of stir-frying in a big pot was completely different from the scene when his mother used magic to cook at home. .

That kind of cooking method without fireworks is too girly, but this is awesome!

At this time, George bumped into Fred and diverted his attention from Alan, who was playing with the spatula and iron pot, to the crystal-clear rock sugar-biting cabbage in the cold water.

"I heard from Ronald that three of these sugar-bitten cabbages cost one Galleone in Diagon Alley," George said.

"So expensive!" Fred's eyes widened. "Wait a minute, then Cecil asked us to come over for the Eighth Five Year Plan..."

"Maybe he wants us to help him sell this?" George said, but there was no joy at all on his face. Instead, he was a little distressed. "It's too expensive. I bet that more than 70% of the people in the school can't afford it."

"Yes, although it is easy to sell in Diagon Alley, even students with rich families can't bring much money with them in school." Fred also became distressed after hearing this.

If Allen hands over this business to them, they have no other solution. Should they refuse?

Just as the two were struggling, Allen had already finished the last pot, fished out a large amount of rock sugar-bitten cabbage, and wiped off the water on it.

"Don't worry, you don't have to ask students to sell to students. How much money do you have to pay?" Allen said while busy, "Why don't you come here to help? Do you really think it's so easy to make money?"

He heard what the Weasley twins said clearly, and he understood their worries, but they were really overly worried. These candies were not sold to students.

"Oh, here we come!" George and Fred immediately ran over to help.

"Be gentle. This kind of sugar coating is more fragile than the normal rock candy bites of cabbage, but the texture is lighter and not too sweet." Allen said, taking out two portions from the candy, wrapping them and handing them to Kelly. "Kelly, Could you please send these two portions of Rock Sugar Bite Cabbage to Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout's offices.

"No problem sir, leave it to us." Kelly obediently took the candy and disappeared in front of Allen.

"Why give it to Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout?" George asked curiously.

"Because these raw materials come from the school's greenhouse, they are taken for free, so naturally they have to pay a negligible price." Allen said.

The three people quickly packed all the candies and carefully put them together. There were more than a hundred bags of candies, each containing seven candies.

After doing this, Allen didn't let the Weasley twins work in vain. He handed them two defective products that were sugar-coated and cracked like diamonds and said, "I remember you two are in the third grade, right?"

"That's right." George and Fred each took a candy. "Is this for us?"

"Yes, try it." Allen said and chewed one himself.

With a crispier texture, icing that instantly breaks like ice crystals when touched lightly, and a faint fragrance, the newly improved rock sugar-biting cabbage is even more delicious than the previous one!

The Weasley twins, who had never tasted the original Rock Candy Bite Cabbage, were so addicted that they couldn't even say anything delicious.

Allen was somewhat aware of the behavior of those who had not eaten his food, so he waited for more than ten seconds before saying, "Don't be stunned. Do you remember what I just asked?"

"You asked if we are in the third grade." George looked more reliable and quickly came to his senses, "Yes, we are all in the third grade."

"Then you should be able to go to Hogsmeade every weekend, right?" Alan asked again.

"Yes, it's a very interesting place, but George and I don't have to go there on weekends." Fred raised his eyebrows with a "you know" expression.

In the eyes of George and Fred, the person who dared to challenge Dumbledore at the freshman dinner was undoubtedly an authentic Gryffindor, and such a person was absolutely reliable (in terms of breaking school rules).

"I know you probably know the secret passage to Hogsmeade Village, but it's not necessary." Alan shook his head. "Next time you go to Hogsmeade Village, bring these candies. Someone will be waiting for you there to help you sell these candies." Candies, all you have to do is remember how they are made, and then next time it will be you who sell these candies individually...

"Wait...you mean to let us take these candies to Hogsmeade to sell? I don't think this is a good idea." George suggested. "You may not know that

..."

"I know, there's a great candy store there, Honeydukes, right? That's okay, there are more candy stores in Diagon Alley, but none of them are worth it to me."

Allen said lightly, which seemed to George and Fred to be domineering.

"In addition, I will price those candies at 10 galleons per pack. Don't worry about the price. You are not selling them to students at Hogwarts. People who buy candies there will know the price of the candies in advance and will not bargain. " Allen said with a smile, "The other thing you are most concerned about is remuneration..."

Looks of anticipation immediately appeared on George and Fred's faces.

"I'll give you a commission of 10 Sickles for each pack. There are a total of 120 packs here. If you sell them all, you will get... 70 Galleons and 10 Sickles.

Allen took out ten packs as his own snack reserve. He got stuck while calculating the commission for the Weasley twins. He silently complained about the conversion method of Anti-Humanity 3.0. Allen raised his head and looked at the two of them, "Do you have any comments?" "

George and Fred were stunned.

"I don't have any opinion, but is the money a bit too much?" George swallowed and said.

"I have the final say on how much money I give you. I think highly of you, so I'm happy to give you this commission. But to start with, although I believe in your character, you don't want the money from selling candies." Be careful," Allen reminded.

"Don't worry, we will never take any money that is not ours." Fred patted his chest and promised, "If you are willing to let us help you, you must believe in our character, right?"

"Of course." Allen smiled and handed each of them a bag of candies. "This is a gift. Happy cooperation. From now on, you will be my agent in Hoggard."