Huang Ting

There is frost and dew on the windows, and when Hogwarts Castle is about to wake up, all the guest rooms in the castle are already steaming with steam and filled with fragrance.

Inside the room, there was a breath of smoke.

No one spoke, everyone in the room was inhaling the thick and fragrant glutinous rice porridge, which was cooked just right to fully bring out the aroma of rice. It was paired with the crisp and delicious pickles brought from China, which is a must-have when going abroad.

It's a kind of enjoyment.

After eating Western food for several months, these out-and-out Easterners have long missed the white rice.

The Black Lake incident just happened the night before. Hu Xiuwu is a generous guy. Laojianghu has nothing to do and it tastes good. However, Zhang Lingyu was affected a lot. As the team leader, Bi Youlong naturally has to consider taking care of his subordinates.

emotions and psychology.

There are only two things that can soothe your mood the most, food and beautiful women.

There is no need to think about beautiful women, just review them.

Then we can only start with delicious food. With a wave of his hand, Bi Youlong decided to learn the fine style of our army. Cooking hometown meals and eating big pot meals can warm the spleen and stomach, which can best relieve the nervous mood.

Hu Xiuwu has a good relationship with Hufflepuff, and they often think about how to eat various herbs together. Which herbs are delicious cold, and which ones are more delicious if they are boiled.

He easily borrowed a portable stove from the little badger he knew well, and got rice from the Hogwarts kitchen with ease.

Nadoutong just started a small stove in the room, and everyone went to battle together, each using their own skills. Zhu Quan, with a steel rod reaching his eyebrows, was mixing a large basin full of minced meat under the command of Hua Ming.

Hua Ming, who is usually low-key, showed his skills to everyone this time. This tough-looking man can actually cook good soup and make 18-fold, stuffed and delicious xiaolongbao.

There was no steamer in the Hogwarts kitchen, so Hu Xiuwu used the transfiguration technique to temporarily conjure up a large steamer for Hua Ming, like the ones used in more than a dozen breakfast restaurants.

Foreigners are all big-bellied people. If you don’t need such a big thing, it won’t be enough to share with so many people everywhere. If you use a small steamer like the one used in Cantonese tea snacks, I’m afraid it won’t even be enough for Hu Xiuwu himself.

But even though they used a big steamer like the ones in breakfast restaurants outside, and Hua Ming was sweating profusely to make the food, it was not served until it was served. From this, we can also see the level of cultivation of each person.

The first echelon must be Zhang Zhiwei, who has high moral standing and strong cultivation. He can eat almost anything he wants. This time it is Hu Xiuwu. His strikes are quick and accurate. He can use them as fast as a sword. As long as he strikes with precision,

The buns that he likes cannot reach other people's hands.

What's left is a pack of wolves fighting for food. On the dinner table, there is no distinction between superiors and subordinates. What's more, Bi Youlong himself came up from the front line and has no airs.

Zhang Lingyu had a pair of panda eyes, but she was not satisfied with the speed of her hands. The man who knew everything was grabbing the buns on the table, which disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He looked a little tired, but his eyes were clearer and brighter than before, like tempered iron or polished jade, brighter, purer, and firmer.

Walking on the line between life and death put a lot of pressure on him, but it also helped him a lot.

No matter how well trained the recruits are, they are all useless. Only when they go to the battlefield and smell the smoke, hear the gunfire, see the blood, and touch death without collapse can they become a qualified soldier.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. Although Zhang Lingyu was tricked, Zhang Lingyu was not without gains. In this peaceful era, being able to face death head-on is a rare experience.

At least, Zhang Zhiwei was very satisfied with this. He forced out Zhang Lingyu's Yin Wu Lei in the first game, and coupled with the near-death encounter in the second game, it was already a worthwhile trip.

As for the so-called title of winner of the Goblet of Fire, Zhang Zhiwei's heart is not as important as the bowl of gruel in his hand.

Bi Youlong raised his head and drank the last mouthful of thin porridge from the bowl. He sat comfortably on the chair. Seeing that Hu Xiuwu was still moving chopsticks like the wind, he couldn't help but sigh:

"It's great to be young, but I'm old and my appetite is gone~"

Hu Xiuwu stuffed his mouth with food and said with a smile: "Don't rely on age. It doesn't matter. Look at how old the Heavenly Master is, he can still eat a cow."

"Uncle Bi, you still lack cultivation. The Heavenly Master has been with us during this period. What a great opportunity, but you don't cherish it."

Bi Youlong snorted: "You think I am one of you, carefree and leisurely every day. I have nothing to do that day. Not only do I have to fight with those ghosts and old men, but I also have to report the situation here to the country at night."

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"Back then, I also worked on the front line, but after I arrived at the headquarters, I was busy with business. Compared with the official business that I could handle everywhere, I could only put my cultivation level aside."

Being able to rise from the front line to reach the headquarters anywhere, there is no doubt about Bi Youlong's ability. Unlike Zhao Fangxu, his Qi training talent is not limited to the water-dropping palm.

In order to deal with the heavy domestic affairs, I delayed my cultivation. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as a sacrifice.

I heard Hu Bayi say that Xu Xiang, who was a master of cultivation, retired when he was only over eighty years old. He was not tired. If possible, who wouldn't want to live for two more years.

"Dong Bi sacrificed a lot for the country."

Zhang Zhiwei also admired Bi Youlong's behavior very much. He devoted himself to cultivation and paid little attention to the internal affairs of Zhengyi. He simply handed it over to several of his apprentices, but it does not mean that he does not understand this behavior.

, and respect them.

Zhuge Liang, known as the greatest stranger in the late Han Dynasty, was not only a talented and qualified sage, but he was willing to work hard and die in order to revive Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty and restore peace to the world.

, dedicated his life to Shu Han.

Zhang Lingyu quickly put down the bowl and said seriously: "Dong Bi is indeed worthy of our admiration."

Zhang Lingyu has a simple mind and does not flatter others, so everything he says is sincere.

It is because of this that Zhang Lingyu's admiration for straight shots made Bi Youlong a little unable to resist, and his old face turned red: "Ahem, I'm not as good as Tianshi said."

Seeing Bi Youlong like this for the first time, Hu Xiuwu smiled, but his eyes were dark and uncertain.

Will Bi Youlong be an undercover agent?

The secret trick on Zhang Lingyu was probably done by a certain referee, who informed the Ministry of Magic of Hu Xiuwu's information and led Kings to attack Hu Xiuwu.

But it is very likely that he is an insider of Nadutong, and his status is not low.

Hu Xiuwu had taken action once at Hogwarts in ten years. At that time, there were only people around him who knew everything, including Dumbledore and Moody.

However, Hu Xiuwu and Moody were stopped in the middle of the fight by Dumbledore and Zhang Zhiwei.

The battle was endless. Except for Moody, no one knew that Hu Xiuwu was much stronger than him, and the Ministry of Magic did not even know about this battle.

In the country, the only people who know more about Hu Xiuwu's background are the people inside Nadutong. Even the people in Shangqing don't know much about Hu Xiuwu's situation in the past few years. At most, the headmaster Yang Ming has been thinking about it in his heart.

Now, there is such a disciple who has learned the Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts and is living outside.

Now Hu Xiuwu, except for Zhao Fangxu, Hu Bayi, and Liao Zhong, has certain suspicions about the rest of the members of Nadutong, especially the team members who are on this mission to the British Ministry of Magic. They are even more suspicious.

Spies are planted in the Ministry of Magic, and there are probably undercover agents everywhere. The power of the person behind the scenes is probably greater than Hu Xiuwu imagined.

Therefore, Hu Xiuwu had a new doubt.

Do those dying Death Eaters really have such power? Are the people who cooperate with Behemoth really Death Eaters?