Newt Scamander's house, noon.

The living room was filled with the rich aroma of beet soup, the enticing smell of sizzling veal steak in the frying pan, and the unique wheat aroma of toasted bread, which kept teasing everyone's tastes.

nerve.

By the time the girls were completely settled, it was almost lunch time.

As the head chef of Hogwarts, Elena naturally offered to help prepare lunch early on. However, due to Mrs. Scamander's tough attitude, she had to sit at the table with the other three obediently.

Waiting for feeding.

"My dear, if you are really interested in cooking, I can let you try it later, but not this time."

Compared with her previous gentleness, Ms. Tina Scamander showed extremely rare determination when facing Elena's proposal. That moment of resolute action made Newt seem to have seen the two decades ago again.

When they first met, the Auror temperament that almost sent him to die in the death chamber of MACUSA was the same.

It's exactly the same toughness, and...

Just like yesterday, he took the initiative to lower his resistance in front of the Dark Lord's exquisite disguise without any precautions!

Phew! Newt let out a breath, his eyes wandering between the girls sitting at the dining table from time to time.

After about ten minutes of initial chatting, he had already roughly understood each group of young guests who came to his home, and had sorted out in his mind the important order in which his attention would need to be allocated in the next month...

There is no doubt that Elena Kaslana must be the primary target of strict defense.

However, as long as this little devil can continue to maintain the illusion that she has not been exposed, given her cunning, she will be the easiest girl to get along with - just like Grindelwald before his identity was revealed, reliable.

And capable.

In addition, whether it is Hannah Abbott of the Abbott family who runs the Leaky Cauldron, or Luna Lovegood, the daughter of Mr. Lovegood, the editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler", in Newt's eyes, they are actually

They are also somewhat threatening.

The Dark Lord is never alone.

The long course of history has proven countless times that no matter how dazzling an individual is, he cannot fight against the world on his own. Even if he has inheritance from the previous generation, the new demon king will inevitably cultivate some of his own direct descendants.

At this point, it is the same whether it is the magical animal world or humans.

And if we look at Elena on the basis of the young Dark Lord, then the two little witches who are always around her are probably not so much her classmates as like-minded comrades, or in other words - the devil.

Demon Wings.

However, as time went by, Newt's original worries gradually dissipated.

Compared to Elena, who is hard to start with, the remaining two little witches, one Hanhan and one Huanhuan, did not show much shrewdness beyond their years. They only needed to keep a close eye on Elena.

, they should not have any problems.

Da, da, da, at this moment, as the footsteps gradually approached, the fragrance in the air became stronger and stronger.

Tina Scamander tapped the wand in her hand, directing everyone to cook. The plated dishes floated through the kitchen and slowly landed in front of everyone at the table. The tempting smell of meat filled their nostrils.

, everyone couldn't help but twitch their noses.

Even Newt subconsciously withdrew his thoughts and focused on the sumptuous dishes in front of him.

It has to be said that in order to entertain these "uninvited guests" with cute coats, Tina put a lot of thought into this lunch. In Newt's impression, a sumptuous lunch like this has made him happy over the years.

I haven't eaten there a few times.

"My dear, I don't know what you like to eat. I can only cook whatever ingredients are available around me. Let's try a little bit of this meal - if you want to eat anything later,

Just tell us directly, don't be polite."

Tina Scamander untied the apron from her waist, casually placed it behind her husband's chair, turned her head and looked at Elena and others.

"I haven't had any guests at home for so many years. I don't know if you like this."

"It couldn't be better! Zhiliu... just smelling it, I can feel my stomach starting to growl!"

Elena licked her lips gently, her small nose twitched, and an intoxicated look appeared on her face.

"Full-bodied and authentic borscht, black pepper veal steak, toast...this is enough to form a wonderful concerto that can make people exercise energetically all day long. Mrs. Scamander, senior Newt can marry

You are so happy."

"Borsch...soup?" Tina Scamander was slightly taken aback and asked in surprise.

"Well, it's this special beet soup you made. As soon as you smell it, you'll know it's going to be great!"

Elena nodded seriously, picked up the spoon and stirred the beet soup in front of her.

"In addition to beetroot, there are also beef cubes, potatoes, spinach, carrots... Well, I also smell the smell of cream, this sour taste... There should be a little tomato added, um, no, it should be cherry tomatoes.

Bar?"

The rich, sour and refreshing borscht actually comes from the Russian transliteration.

The most original version of borscht is actually a soup made from red beetroot. Although most people like to attribute its origin to "Russian red soup", or it is called "Russian red soup".

Ukrainian Beet Soup”.

But in fact, this kind of soup made from beetroot was already popular in ancient Britain as early as the legendary period of King Arthur.

This thick soup made from a plant called the "root of life" can be said to be the most representative soup in Europe.

As a food lover whose soul comes from a big foodie empire and a chef at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, it is extremely simple to distinguish the ingredient ratio of this most common European soup.

thing.

However, the practice of adding tomatoes and cherry tomatoes to borscht is actually relatively rare on European tables.

If Elena remembers correctly, this is actually closer to the American-style, Chinese-style Western restaurant, an improved version due to the scarcity of beetroot. It will make the color of the entire soup brighter, and at the same time add sourness to the soup.

Added a hint of fragrance.

"Hey, um... you haven't eaten yet, you just smelled it..." Tina nodded subconsciously, a little surprised.

"I am the chef of Hogwarts, have you forgotten?"

Elena smiled, scooped up a spoonful of thick soup and put it into her mouth, savoring the hot and sour soup with a little sweetness rolling on the tip of her tongue. The beef pieces of just the right size were stewed so well that even her teeth were tender.

It turned into gravy without any effort.

"The taste and the control of the heat are really wonderful. The sour, spicy, sweet and fragrant do not interfere with each other. It is not so much a borscht, but a one that makes people want to stay forever.

A wonderful potion for the table.”

"Actually, it's actually not bad. I just adjusted it at will according to my own taste. Just like it."

Tina Scamander moved her hair unnaturally and said softly, but the expression on her face was extremely helpful.

Compared with Newt's empty praises other than "delicious!", "delicious!", "tastes great!", this kind of detailed interpretation comes from the professional field, as well as fancy praises that have never been heard before.

, it obviously does not bring the same level of satisfaction.

"If you really like it, you can come to my house every holiday in the future. We will always welcome a cute little angel like you... Of course, if you want to give it a try yourself in a few days, I can also

teach you."

"Really? You are so kind!" Elena's eyes lit up, "Then I will help tonight..."

"Ahem, ahem! Sorry, two dear ladies."

Before Elena could finish speaking, Newt Scamander finally couldn't help clearing his throat and interrupted.

"I think today may not be the right time to discuss cooking skills. After all, Miss Kaslana, Miss Amber, and Miss Lovegood will go to the Quidditch national team to report. If

If I remember correctly."

Mrs. Scamander was stunned for a moment, and finally remembered the main reason why these girls came to her home.

According to Albus Dumbledore's letter, they received a summer trial invitation from the British Quidditch national team. From Monday to Friday for the next month, they will go to the Quidditch stadium to train with those star players.

Life.

In the evenings and weekends, he stayed at her house temporarily until Hogwarts started school.

"Oh, I almost forgot! My dear, you have other plans for the afternoon!"

Tina looked at the extremely pleasing little witch in front of her and said softly with a smile.

"As for the discussion about cooking and the selection and preparation of dinner ingredients, we will wait until the weekend to discuss it carefully. You should fill your stomach first. Later, Newt and I will take you to the Quidditch pitch to register.

"

"Uh...Tina, if you take the children there in the afternoon, I won't go..."

Newt was stunned, his expression stagnant for a few seconds, and he considered his words.

"Look, there are still a lot of things to clean up in this house, and there are still a lot of things that haven't been done today..."

"...You just can't worry about your animals, right?" Mrs. Scamander raised her eyebrows.

Newt nodded and answered quickly.

"Yes, you know, the two brothers Xiu Xiu have been fighting from time to time recently. Although I temporarily separated them and gave them medicine, I am still a little worried; there is also a Motla rat that hasn't eaten much recently, and I'm worried about it.

…”

Ziliu~ Ziliu~
To be continued...