Nourish!

White smoke rose from the hot barbecue grill, and the smell of barbecue was permeated in the air.

A barbecue is taking place outside Hagrid's cabin.

Albert turned the beef on the grill with food tongs, and the surface of the slightly marinated steak appeared slightly browned.

"Onions, lemons, and eggs." Hagrid put the ingredients on the table, took a bite of the freshly toasted bread in the plate, and stared at Albert's steak, feeling even more hungry.

In the past, Hagrid thought he was good at cooking, but now... he feels like he just cooks the food.

Albert took the magic wand, lightly waved the onion, sliced it into thin slices using the cutting spell, brushed it with the dipping sauce, set it down and roasted it together.

The eggs are beaten in a pan and fried, and finally put on the plate with the grilled steak, served with grilled onion slices, fried eggs, and a large spoonful of canned peanuts to complete a homemade grilled steak. .

"It smells very good, it seems that the grilled steak should be marinated." Hagrid couldn't wait to cut himself a large piece of beef, and said with emotion.

"The main pleasure is actually tasting the food you cook. There is an inexplicable sense of satisfaction and accomplishment." In fact, Albert has culinary skills, but he has never deliberately upgraded. After all, except for a few times at home, he doesn't need to cook by himself.

Albert cut a piece of beef and was about to put it in his mouth when he heard a familiar scream in the distance.

"and many more!"

Albert has put the fork in his mouth, turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. It was Fred and they were trotting over here.

"You, you guy actually grilled steak here?" Fred's eyes widened, and he looked at Hagrid and Albert who were enjoying the grilled steak in disbelief.

Of course, Hogwarts also offers steak. However, when several people saw Albert actually grilling a steak here, they felt a little unbalanced.

"The taste is okay." Albert squeezed lemon juice onto the steak, ate another piece, then looked up and asked, "Aren't you free to come over?"

"We're here to send you a letter, but I didn't expect to see you hiding here for a barbecue." George had a sad expression on his face.

"I just dine here in Hagrid." Albert took a bite of the roasted onion, put the egg into his mouth with a fork, chewed and swallowed it, and asked, "Where is my letter?"

"Here." George handed the letter to Albert.

"It's weird, why doesn't the owl directly send the letter to me?" Albert was a little confused, and raised his hand to take the letter from George.

"Professor Smith asked me to give it to you." George explained, staring at the cheese baked potatoes on the grill.

"If you want to eat it yourself, don't be scalded." Hagrid felt a little funny, and greeted the three of them to sit down and eat. "Albert made it. I didn't know his cooking skills were so good."

"Professor Smith?" Albert said he understood, and after looking at the sender, he might be able to guess what was inside.

"You won't take a look at it?" Fred's mouth was stuffed with cheese and baked potatoes.

"Oh." Albert thought about it and opened the envelope. It was a letter from Serra Harris. He expressed his willingness to communicate with Albert through correspondence. In the letter, he also introduced him two books and alchemy. Related books.

"What's in it?" Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"Someone is willing to establish a friendly correspondence with me." Albert put the letter back into his pocket and explained with a smile.

"Is it delicious?" George cared more about the taste of grilled steak.

"It's okay." Albert replied, and continued to wipe out the food on the plate.

After Fred swallowed the baked potatoes, he couldn't help but sighed: "I didn't expect you to actually cook them."

"Why not?" Albert said, "Do it yourself, get enough food and clothing."

After all, Herb and Daisy are lawyers, and occasionally they are too busy to take care of them.

"The steak is great," Hagrid exclaimed. He had eaten his own portion. The quantity was too small to satisfy Hagrid's appetite. There were toast on the table, bacon and cheese, and a small pot of oatmeal.

"I knew, we should come and find you after lunch." Fred watched Albert put the last piece of beef into his mouth and couldn't help complaining.

"That's right, it's time to go back, lunch time is almost here." After George and Hagrid greeted them, they greeted Fred and Lee Jordan to get up and leave.

"Goodbye, Hagrid." Albert greeted Hagrid and left with the three of them.

On the way back to the castle, George suddenly asked: "By the way, we just saw you come out of the forbidden forest with Hagrid."

"What are you doing in the forbidden forest?" Lee Jordan asked next.

"This... I promised Hagrid not to tell other people. If you want to know, just ask Hagrid." Albert knew that the three would not ask, otherwise they would just ask. Wait until now to ask him.

"You are hiding from us," Fred muttered dissatisfiedly.

"No way, who asked me to agree to Hagrid first." Albert shrugged helplessly.

"Okay." The three of them couldn't help it. Knowing that Albert didn't want to say it, they didn't ask more.

"By the way, is there a meeting of the Wizard Card Club in the afternoon?" Lee Jordan is more concerned about this, and he is now a loyal supporter of the Wizard Card.

"Well, gathering in the auditorium, there are not many people anyway." Albert said: "I have made the original card."

As he said, Albert took out a few cards and handed them to the three of them, which were their respective cards.

Fred and George are both wearing Quidditch uniforms with flying broomsticks, while Li Jordan is wearing wizard robes, wearing wizard hats and holding wands, while Albert himself is wearing wizard uniforms. The look of holding a book and a magic wand.

"When were these photos taken?" George took his card, took a closer look, and couldn't help asking.

"What do you mean?" Albert smiled without saying a word.

"Will the cards be like this in the future? I finally feel a little formal!" Fred took the card and looked at it, very satisfied with his card.

"What about the other cards?" Lee Jordan asked.

"I haven't made other cards yet. Do you think I really have so much time on this?" Albert shrugged, "Besides, I don't have pictures of other people."

As for what portrait rights?

There is no such thing in the magic world.

"I'll take this card!" George was about to put his card in his pocket, but Albert stopped it.

"This can't work. The original card will stay with me. These will be used as the original card in the future. I will use the change spell on it. Once the original card is modified, the other cards will also change." Burt explained.

"Can it be like this?" Fred was surprised.

"Well, this spell is used in the Daily Prophet, haven't you found it?" Albert asked rhetorically.

Several people shook their heads together.

Although they knew that the contents of the Daily Prophet would sometimes change, they did not know why.

"Then...how long will it take?"

"Who knows? At least I have to wait until I learn the Curse of Change." Albert thought about it and said again, "It is said that that is the level of. I guess it will take two or three years."

"Two or three years?" Li Qiaodan said weakly, "two or three years, you can reach the level?"

"Although it may be a bit arrogant to say that, it is not too difficult for me to graduate from Hogwarts with excellent grades." Albert said dismissively.

"You didn't go to Ravenclaw, it was a great loss for them." George said with emotion again, "After all, do you have this kind of brains?"

"If you can answer more riddles than Katrina, that would be great."

"You think too much." Albert glanced at Lee Jordan and said rather speechlessly, "That's impossible. Compared with a person who guesses riddles every day, do you think you can win?"

"Then why are you betting on riddles with her?" Fred became even more puzzled.

"I want to know how many riddles there are at the entrance to Ravenclaw, and what the answers to these riddles are." Albert said without hesitation: "In the future, I might be able to sneak into the Ravenclaw common room. ."

"I think you will be kicked out." Fred said.

"I think so too." George echoed with Lee Jordan.

The four of them had arrived at the castle while they were talking. Just when they were about to pass through the hall, they heard rapid footsteps behind them.

Filch hurried towards them.

"Dirt! Dirt everywhere, I've had enough!" Filch cried angrily, pointing to the mud footprints on the ground. His eyes were bulging, the flesh on his face trembled, and he looked strangely scary, "I've had enough...Killing chickens and monkeys...Four of you, follow me!"

"Cough cough, calm down, Mr. Filch." Albert took out his magic wand and gently waved his mud footprints and boots. The mud footprints on the ground disappeared, and the mud on the boots disappeared~www .mtlnovel.com~ Fred, George, and Jordan Lee looked at each other, and they also used descaling spells on their boots.

Unfortunately, they found that they could not completely clean up the stains on it.

"How did you do it?" George couldn't help asking.

"Vanishing Curse." Albert waved his wand to clean up for them, and then said to Filch, who was stunned in place, "Can we go?"

Before Filch could answer, the four of them walked through the hallway into the auditorium, leaving Filch and the others preparing to watch the show with a dumb face. When he recovered, the four of Albert had already gone far.

Filch was trembling all over, and there were a few students watching the theater beside him. Unfortunately, they didn't know that there was a word called chiyu. Therefore, two hapless Hufflepuff students were targeted by Filch.

They wanted to do what Albert did, but unfortunately, neither of them would use the Vanishing Curse.

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