The reason why he was stunned was because he had just made up excuses, and Alan didn't notice that Anne actually came out with a change of clothes - a pale pink thick plush jacket with a white collar, a light blue scarf hanging in front of him, the white sweater inside only showed the edges, a canvas-colored tweed hat was worn crookedly, and the pale pink hair slid down her shoulders.

"Eh, what's the problem?"

"It's okay, it looks like you're getting taller again. Alan casually changed the subject—for some reason, he thought it would be life-threatening to tell the story that he had only now found out that Anne had changed her clothes.

"It seems like a little, but nothing else?"

"It's a beautiful way, it's beautiful anyway, so there's nothing to say. ”

Harvesting a roll of eyes, Alan smiled: "Let's go, we haven't been touched much in the snow, let's go out and transfer more, maybe if we go around to the Forbidden Forest, we can solve the dinner problem together." ”

"Why don't you go to the lake in front of you, it's also good to drink fish soup in this weather." ”

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Why did the topic suddenly become like this? Aren't we talking about going for a walk, why is it a question of how to eat?

But then again, the fish in the lake are indeed very fat, especially on a snowy day today, and the fish should be quite easy to catch - some of the Hufflepuff students have been planning for a long time about the big squid in the lake, but unfortunately, the chewy-looking guy is domesticated by the school, and if anyone dares to touch it, Professor McGonagall will probably kill him.

Of course, in terms of strength, this guy can even beat most graduates in the water, and he is also burdened with the responsibility of pushing the first-year troublemaker who accidentally fell into the lake up, so even Alan is really embarrassed to make a move on this big guy.

"Then let's catch fish and eat, anyway, there are many kinds of fish in the lake, so let's get a few roasted ones and make a few soups." Alan went on - he didn't care about grabbing fish with the fishmen at the bottom of the lake.

Anyway, there are pots and seasonings in the bag at any time, and there is no need to go back to prepare, and when Alan went out, he didn't understand why he was originally here for a walk, and how it became a fish...

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Black Lagoon.

The location of the first class of freshman admission, Alan randomly found a place to squat down and knocked on the surface of the lake, after each tap, there will be a turbulent water flow where his fingers are tapped, hidden in the lake and not seen, dozens of seconds later, a few unusually fat guys who ate were hit ashore by a stream of water, constantly beating and struggling on the snow by the lake.

"Well, almost, these ones are good for roasting, these two are good for stew, and the rest—" Alan flicked his fingers and got the rest of the fish back into the lake, there is magic, catching fish is so capricious!

After the fish was quickly and quickly processed, and after the grilled fish was marinated in seasoning, Alan began to make half a pot of clean water with clear water and began to prepare the fish soup.

First of all, the wok was made up with magic, a little lard was done, the flame was properly controlled by magic, and the processed fish meat jumped slightly in the oil, emitting a faint fragrance, and after this side was fried golden and golden, Alan pointed a little, turned the fish over, and continued to fry it, and when the color on both sides was about the same, Alan began to pour in the half pot of water prepared on the other side slowly, and then volleyed into the air to let the ginger cut it himself, and the other hand began to add seasoning to the pot in an orderly manner.

After glancing around to make sure that there was no one, Alan raised his head and asked, "How about adding some winter bamboo shoots?"

After receiving an affirmative reply, the solid ground began to quickly crack in the place where Alan had sprinkled the seeds, and then a bamboo shoot came out of its own right, cut it into pieces, and threw it into the pot.

The flames started to grow louder, and Alan closed the lid and turned to deal with the grilled fish, while Anne watched with a smile and chatted with Alan around the campfire.

"You take the fish, girl, I'll go get the soup," Alan handed Anne the grilled fish, while walking towards the fish soup in the pot, at this moment the water has been boiled, the flame is turned down, Alan slightly untied the lid of the pot, at this moment the soup has shown a milky white, the aroma leaked out when the pot was opened, directly hooked people's appetite.

Simmering slowly, Alan was not distracted, stared at the fire intently, estimated that the soup was almost there, and then increased the flame, so he made fresh green onions and coriander.

Bring to a boil.

At this moment, the soup has taken on a rather beautiful milky white color, after sprinkling green onions and coriander, it looks very comfortable, and the rich aroma is followed by the boiling soup to bring out the white mist to drill into the nose, making people appetite.

"Girl, the soup is ready, how is the fish grilled—" Alan asked, turning his head, and then the whole person froze, as if he had been under a petrification spell.

Anne had an apologetic smile on her face, there were already three or four fish heads on the ground, and the spines and other things were now in the belly of the fluffy ragdoll bear in a tree by the lake—and in its hands was the last grilled fish...

In the blink of an eye, a whole fish disappeared again, and this speed told Alan the fact that Tibbs was not only not afraid of being hot, but also being a thief...

"I'm sorry, brother, it snatched the fish away at once, I didn't react... ”

What else can I say, Alan looked at the fish soup angrily, and began to dry the food from the bag - a kind of baked hard white flour cake, the kind that will not spoil after a long time.

The hard bread turned into pieces the size of a little finger under the spell of splitting, and Alan angrily lit the pot with his wand - the fish soup flew alone, leaving the flesh and spines in the pot, and then the boiling hot soup was poured into the bowl.

"That's the only way it is, and it's the first time I've done it, and I don't know how it tastes. Alan shrugged his shoulders and handed Anne a copy.

However, the taste is unexpectedly good, because the cake is too hard, so even the hot fish soup is not fully immersed, and it tastes super fresh but does not have the feeling of being too soft, but has a very satisfying and extremely tough texture.

Obviously, he was not alone, Anne was also quite satisfied, and sat on the sheepskin cushion with a smile on her face.

Just as Alan was about to drink another bowl of soup, a group of smiling guys suddenly ran in the distance: "Eh, Alan, you guys are here, the fish soup is also-"

Alan obviously saw the person next to him coming the waist of the guy who was talking, and the guy quickly changed his words: "Do you want to have a snowball fight, I haven't played for a long time!"

Just had a meal and had a snowball fight, and you guys were kidding me?

Alan rolled his eyes angrily: "There is still some soup, but it is obviously not enough for so many of you to drink, let's talk about the fire for a while, and then go and play later." ”

"Okay, no problem, just warm your hands or something-" It's ruthless again.

"No, then let's go over there to play first, you almost remember the rest in the past, let's wait for you to play together!"