Pursue?

Alan was a little confused, but he still listened to Harry's words honestly and chased after him. Although he also wondered why Hermione was crying, what Harry said seemed to make sense at the moment, so he chased after her.

However, Hermione was no longer visible at all.

Fortunately, Alan was still a prefect, and he began to search the walls—if I remember correctly, there was a portrait of a knight around.

There was nothing wrong with his memory, and it didn't take him a few steps before he found the guy who used to be taciturn.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Knight, did you just see a crying witch running over?"

"I swear to be kind to the weak; I swear to stand up to rape bravely...... What are you looking for, the lost boy you love to death?"

Alan has a kind of intention to tear off the portrait of this bastard at the moment, didn't this thing talk a lot in the past, what the hell is it today?

"I'm looking for a witch who just ran away crying, did you see her?"

"Oh, young heart, always too restless, just now she ran over there, youth~!"

Next time, I'll settle accounts with you, and I wish that Peeves bastard to pester you!

Alan glanced at him angrily, this will he have no time to think about how this taciturn bastard suddenly became so chattering, he needs to find someone - although why he is crying, what to cry and a series of things he is still a little confused at the moment, but those don't seem to matter at the moment...

Well, he seems to be too serious, and what he said is too sharp?

Alan thought as he walked, and ran quickly in the direction where the painting pointed, at this moment the first class in the afternoon had been going down for a long time, and the students were either in class, or had already gone to the library, the lounge, etc., and the corridor seemed extremely empty, so Allen's speed of running was not affected in any way, and it didn't take long to find Hermione.

But—ahem, Alan was a little flustered at the moment.

Because in the corridor it was not only Hermione who was squatting over there, but also an acquaintance - Windsor.

Well, although Alan thinks he is still very thick-skinned, he still can't hold back to comfort the girl who was crying in front of his sister - this is simply a public execution!

After hesitating for nearly a minute, Alan finally mustered up his courage and moved over quietly.

However, just when he had just moved less than half the distance, Windsor suddenly spoke: "Brother, what are you doing all the time?"

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Alan suddenly felt that his ears were itching - he was discovered, and this pit brother's sister didn't seem to have any intention of saving face for him!

Smiling and walking over, Alan was about to squat down to comfort him, but Windsor stopped him directly.

"What's the matter, are you too embarrassed to come over?"

Hey, which side are you standing on?

It's a pity that Alan didn't dare to say this at all, and only dared to slander in his heart.

He stretched out his hand and touched Windsor's head: "Don't make trouble, don't mix with children—hiss!"

With a pain in his abdomen, Alan bit his tongue directly, as for the source of the injury, it was the wand in Windsor's hand - a spell that made people laugh wildly, after being resisted by Allen's magic and body A large number of effects, it became an effect that made his stomach ache, but the attack came too suddenly, Alan was not defended at all, and bit his tongue directly.

"Waggan mud locks, pumping and stealing the rest of the horses?" Alan said indistinctly.

However, Windsor became puffed up after a flash of surprise and regret in her eyes.

"I'm not a kid anymore!Hermione, let's go, ignore these stinky boys!" she picked up Hermione, who was still squatting over there, with one hand, and Hermione, who was crying, gave Alan a fierce look, and then followed Windsor away, leaving Alan with a confused face.

"Shhh

Pulling out his wand, Alan applied treatment to himself, his tongue began to recover quickly, and then he was a little overwhelmed for a while - comfort people, the person is gone, and Windsor over there doesn't know what the wrong potion is, so he started directly at him, and Alan didn't know how to stop it.

Why is he so unlucky!

Putting away his wand angrily, Alan had no intention of going back to the lounge for a while, thinking about it, and finally decided to go for a walk in the Forbidden Forest to relieve his depressed mood - there are fewer students there than the lake in the school, and it is most suitable to be alone.

Sighing, Eren walked in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

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More than half an hour later, Allen, who was even more depressed, came to the Forbidden Forest with a small follower.

It was Anne - on the way to the Forbidden Forest, he met Anne, and after learning that Alan was going to take a break, Anne decisively followed, the kind that refused to be useless.

Alan can't say that it is related to Windsor's side - because Windsor and Anne don't have a good relationship, and after meeting several times, the two of them don't say a word to each other, and Alan feels that he is bad enough, so he won't do this.

The original Forbidden Forest had to be replaced by a walk between the two of them, but the effect was better than Allen imagined - because this year was Anne's time to take advantage of everyone's free time, the professors often occupied everyone's free time, resulting in the two of them only having limited greetings every day, eating snacks and walking and chatting together for a while.

Chatting and chatting, when they were happy, the two suddenly smelled a very pleasant aroma.

"What a smell, it smells so good. ”

"It seems like it's over there, let's see—"

In this place of the Forbidden Forest, it is normal to use an open fire to cook with horses, but their craftsmanship, Alan can only say hehe. Therefore, the guy who dared to come to this place to cook in the Forbidden Forest at this time was probably a Hufflepuff senior, and given the fact that he was already hungry after half an afternoon of shopping, Alan did not hesitate to raise his hand towards the colleague.

Grab the food, of course such a happy thing has to be maintained - if you don't confiscate the food to that kid with the authority of the prefect, even if it is Allen's subordinates, this is the Forbidden Forest, as you can see from the name, ordinary students are not allowed to come and go at will here.

Of course, it stands to reason that the kitchen is too, and you know what the result is...

However, when Eren passed, the originally prepared fierce expression could be completely canceled - it was an acquaintance, a very familiar kind, and even the kind of acquaintance that Eren could do without blushing or even taking the pot away.

It's great to meet such an acquaintance at this time - especially when Allen's stomach is really a little hungry after a long day of shopping.

It's Selma-san, the fifth-grade female prefect.

At this moment, she was staring nervously at the pot on the fire, her eyes motionless, until Alan and the others approached and realized that someone was coming.

"Good evening, Selma, what are you doing?"

Alan's cold question startled her, but fortunately there were no problems with the pot of soup.

"It's you, Alan," there was a hint of desperation in Selma's eyes - she didn't expect this point to grab food for herself in the Forbidden Forest, but it seemed that she had already resigned herself to her fate: "Okay, I'm stewing soup to drink, do you want to have some?"

Her tone was full of the perfunctory tone of the candy selling grandmother when she saw the unflattering bear child next door, completely polite, and the essence was to blow people away rather than leave them behind.

Unfortunately, she underestimated Allen, who had already pulled the bowl out of his pocket.

Handing Anne a portion and keeping a cutlery for herself, Alan made a tablecloth and set it up for Anne to sit down and leaned over to the pot.

He slightly opened a gap in the pot, and looked at the soup on the side - the soup had already boiled to an almost milky white color, and it looked like it would be out of the pot in more than ten minutes, and he didn't know what kind of poultry was boiling in it, and the fragrance Alan felt very good just by smelling it.

In the tumbling soup, Alan recognized several common seasonings, but the other herbs were a little more difficult to identify - under the soup color, the finely chopped herbs became particularly difficult to recognize, and the herbs that had not been similarly treated from the textbook made Alan have to judge by experience for a while.

However, this act of discernment was soon disliked - the soup was still on the fire, and if you kept uncovering it, how long would it have to be boiled!

Alan had to endure the soup in silence and began to try to discern the ingredients from the smell of the air - which was honestly difficult, especially with the rich aroma of the soup that made people feel appetizing.

Just when Alan was disgusted and retreated, Selma-san took out a large piece of tofu and a knife from his pocket, and quickly cut it with the help of magic - due to magic, the whole piece of tofu floated in the air, as if it was held up by something, even if the knife cut it, there was no excessive fluctuation, so that the whole piece of tofu turned into a very fine silk under her skillful knife work, and when Selma-classmate raised the whole piece of tofu into the water, these tofu were scattered like chrysanthemums in a basin filled with water.

The slender tofu silk gives people the illusion that it will break as long as they are lightly mentioned, and Alan even dares to pack a ticket, if it is replaced with a larger sewing needle, these tofu silk can definitely wear it.

Tsk, it can be seen that everyone's cooking skills have made Selma's cooking skills improve rapidly, and it seems that in order for Selma's classmates to make better progress in the future, it is necessary to mobilize the power of the masses to add more burden to Selma's classmates.

Allen's chatter made Thelma turn her head and sneeze slightly, and then curiously added a dress to herself.

She then added the tender tofu to the soup – and when the pot was lifted, the rich flavor of the soup came out, making Alan feel even more hungry.

Well, I'll ask how to do it later, and he'll try it when he goes back.

After the tofu is added, the soup will not be out of the pot after a short time - after all, the tofu is too fine, and if it takes too long, the soup will be completely ruined.

Chopped green onions, coriander, several herbs, and a pinch of spices were placed at the bottom of the bowl, and then Selma-san used a levitation charm to get the whole pot over and opened it carefully.

Originally, Alan had planned to carefully study what herbs were in the pot, but at the moment he had completely lost this mind - as the only man in the room, he was very gentlemanly and made a bowl of soup from the pot for everyone, and then distributed the bread he had just made today.

Gently fiddling with his chopsticks, Alan spotted the soup's side dishes—some re-soaked dried shiitake mushrooms, fresh bamboo shoots, and a few pieces of meat.

After a long simmer over the firewood, the vegetables were already fresh and flavorful—of course, the main reason was the meat, but Alan didn't recognize what kind of meat it was, after all, there were so many creatures in the Forbidden Forest.

The analysis is as simple as this, because the soup that exudes white mist in the cold air at the moment looks very tempting against the background of fresh onions and coriander, and it is difficult to analyze it calmly under the aroma of their gathering.

The milky white soup is already attractive, and the chopsticks are stirring, and the thin shredded tofu that has been cut floats with the rotation of the soup in the slight stirring of the soup spoon, as if dancing, but there is no trace of breakage, which makes people appetite.

With a small puff, Alan put the soup in his mouth - fortunately, he was a good Hufflepuff himself, otherwise he would really be so poor that he could only describe it as melt-in-the-mouth.

Can he still learn like a freshman who came in this year, after learning a few words of Chinese, for all meals in Chinese and extremely stiff and melt-in-the-mouth?

Forget about the stew, and the baked potatoes are also exquisite-Alan is now wondering what kind of mood that guy is in in the midst of a bunch of classmates, eating ham while saying that it melts in his mouth...

Well, if it was a soup alone, even if it was delicate, it would be a little unsatisfying, but after the tofu was added, the soup became thick while remaining light, but it was not tender at all, and after eating, the chill disappeared cleanly.

With such a perfect soup and bread, dinner is definitely much better than the big pot of rice in the cafeteria - Alan only found that there were only raw materials left in the pot when he added the soup for the fifth time, so he smiled awkwardly and put the spoon down.

Fortunately, Alan is thick-skinned, and he is used to it, and seeing that Anne is also very open, Alan asked directly: "That, Selma, ask something, I know all the other ingredients of your soup, but what is the staple food, I haven't found it until now." “

This soup is not the first time it has been boiled, so it should be traveled around the Forbidden Forest, so Alan is welcome.

However, to his surprise, Thelma actually blushed at the moment.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally said the answer: "Pigeon." ”

"What are you kidding - where did the Hogwarts pigeons come from! when the owls don't bully the pigeons?"

Alan asked.

"That's a letter from China, and the materials are very rare. ”

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