Harry Potter and the Old Ones

In the end, Mrs. Weasley didn't give in to Dumbledore and asked Dumbledore to order a tropical fruit salad in half.

Of course, at the same time Tiera also joined in this family-style work of the Order of the Phoenix.

Tiera cut off some of the large pieces of marinated meat that she brought over, sliced ​​them into minced meat, blanched them in water, then added water to the mixed shatta eggs, stirred them evenly, and steamed them together for ten minutes. , sprinkle with onion crumbs after taking it out of the pan, and then pour hot vegetable oil, and a large bowl of shattuck bird custard is ready.

The moment the oil was poured out of the pan, a strange and alluring aroma instantly filled the entire kitchen, causing everyone to stop what they were doing.

After doing all this, Tiera cast a magic spell on the custard to keep it warm, then cut the remaining bacon into one-third and put it into the pot to continue steaming. After steaming until the meat was soft and tender, Tiera removed the meat from the pot. Fish it out, chop it into chunks and strips with ruthless iron hands while it's hot, then stretch out your hand, submerge into the void, and pull down a handful of fresh wormwood stalks from the fields in Nanchang, China, thousands of miles away, wash and cut them into pieces. section, pour in lard, heat until 60% hot, add bacon, stir-fry for a few times, then add wormwood, then add wormwood root, onion and fresh red pepper foam and stir-fry, then add refined salt and continue frying Pour in water for one minute, simmer for two minutes, wait until the water is gone, put it into a plate, and finally apply a heat preservation magic and bring it to the table.

"Stir-fried bacon with artemisia and artemisia." After seeing Tiera's stir-fried vegetables, Dumbledore picked up a ball of artemisia and bacon with a knife and fork, put it into his mouth and chewed it for a few times, "Yeah! It still tastes the same. I’ve been here for fifty years, right? Yes, I haven’t tasted this flavor in more than fifty years, it’s so delicious!”

"As long as it smells good, wash your hands and get ready to eat." Tiera said with a smile.

"Ready to start?" Mrs. Weasley asked, "My lamb stew and roast beef will take a long time to be ready."

"It's not difficult." Tiera said and rolled her right eye——

A subtle change of time gradually occurs on the stove and oven.

The mutton that was originally tender and bloodshot gradually turned white-gray, the turkey in the oven developed a brown and crispy skin, the steak fried on the frying pan turned light gray-brown, and the potatoes cooked in the pot also turned into a light gray-brown color. It becomes tender, the fried pork chop becomes golden, and the bread becomes fluffy.

The fragrant smell of food instantly filled the long and slim kitchen.

"Mrs. Weasley." Tiera smiled politely and then said, "Is there any other dishes you need our help with?"

"Oh this. This is so magical." Even Mrs. Weasley has never seen this kind of magic that ripens all food instantly.

"This is what I hope to give you, Mrs. Weasley." Tiera smiled and waved her hand, and the tropical fruit salad that Dumbledore was still stirring slowly was quickly mixed and flew to the table.

The piping hot lamb stew with peas was lifted from the stove and fell to the dining table, followed closely by roast turkey, fried steak, fried pork chops, bread, and potatoes.

"We cannot be afraid of black magic just because it is evil. In my opinion, black magic is just a new and incomplete magic that has not yet been fully developed. Rather than abandoning it because of its flaws, I think we should study it and understand it thoroughly. Him, improve him, and then promote him.”

At the same time, when Dumbledore, Tiera and others from the Order of the Phoenix were enjoying a delicious Christmas dinner and a warm Christmas atmosphere at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, the old mansion of the Black family, Voldemort was Leng Yuan searched along the coastline for two days in the cold wind. Finally, on the morning of the third day, he saw a large ship painted bright purple slowly approaching him.

The moment he saw the bright purple sailboat, Voldemort knew that his efforts these days had not been in vain.

Voldemort cast a Disillusionment Curse on himself, then flew up and slowly approached the merchant ship from the sea——

Although Voldemort had a large amount of potions prepared these days, Voldemort was now cold, hungry, and very tired.

Although this is a dreamland, Voldemort enters in a physical body, so Voldemort also needs to sleep.

However, due to the danger of Leng Yuan and the elusive Moon Beast clan, Voldemort did not dare to sleep and could only rely on potions to stay awake.

Now that he finally encountered a human sailboat, Voldemort no longer wanted to hold on, and was ready to fly to the sailboat to warm himself by the fire and eat some hot food.

——This was the first time in his more than seventy years of life that Voldemort felt emotionally excited about the upcoming hot soup and hot food.

Even when he was in the orphanage, at least he had enough food and clothing. Voldemort had never experienced such a cold and hungry feeling.

Although the bright purple sailboat was far away, this distance was not a problem for Voldemort.

It only took a few minutes for Voldemort to sneak onto the ship.

However, Voldemort did not appear openly in front of the crew and sailors. After flying to the deck, he landed lightly, and then continued to use the Disillusionment Curse to hide his figure, and quietly touched the location of the merchant ship's kitchen.

It was not meal time, so there was no one in the kitchen. After observing carefully for a while, Voldemort immediately rummaged through the cabinets and dug out the leftovers in the kitchen, as well as the stored cured meats and pickles, and ate them.

The taste of these meats and vegetables was not very good, but they were extremely delicious in the mouth of the hungry Voldemort.

Voldemort no longer cared about his image at this time, since no one could see him now, he picked up a piece of smoked fish with both hands and put it to his mouth to chew on it.

From time to time, he would take out a piece of pickled cucumber from the pickle jar and chew it, completely ignoring the musty smell and salty smell of seafood in the air.

After Tiera used time magic to speed up the cooking time of the dishes, Mrs. Weasley fried a few more fish steaks, and finally everyone sat down at the table and prepared to start eating.

"Headmaster Dumbledore?" Mrs. Weasley pulled Dumbledore to the head of the table, and then placed a glass of iced honey sherry in his hand, "Please give a Christmas speech."

"Oh, okay, Jasmine." Dumbledore stood up with a smile and raised the honey sherry in his hand.

"I am very happy. In the days after Voldemort's resurrection and the rise of the Death Eaters, we have spent another year safely. During this year, no one was injured or killed, and everyone is still alive." Dumbledore smiled. said, "Of course, thank you Tiera for bringing new vitality to our magic world."

"Tsk—" Alastor Moody deliberately let out a persistent snort.

Tiera smiled and nodded, not caring.

"To life! To vitality! To innovation!" Dumbledore raised his glass and said happily.

"To Principal Dumbledore!" the others said in unison.

The fire in the restaurant stove burns brighter and warmer.