The rice was already cooked, Dudley rubbed his chin and began to look for which side dishes to garnish the dragon egg fried rice, but after rummaging around, he decisively gave up, because high-end ingredients often only require the most modest cooking methods.

After waiting for half an hour and five minutes, Dudley had already prepared a soup and a meal.

In the room on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid sat on the bed and wiped tears for a while, and then looked at the door with anticipation.

Hermione looked at Hagrid, who looked strange, and her whole heart was entangled, if Dudley really made the dragon eggs into a dish, I don't know if Hagrid would be able to accept this fact.

Did Hagrid collapse? or did he collapse?

Looking at Harry and Ron on the side, these two guys were actually playing wizarding chess, and she shook her head helplessly thinking about how to put this matter to an end.

"That's not right. Hermione muttered.

She didn't want to help finish the trouble that Dudley had caused!

"Dudley!" Hagrid sprang out of bed, and walked to the door with great strides, and said delightfully as he looked at the man in front of him, "You're finally back." ”

The corners of Dudley's mouth twitched.

What's the matter today, the house-elf Uwu sends him a good person card, and Hagrid greets him like a daughter-in-law he hasn't seen for a long time.

"Hagrid, don't get excited, let's do it at the table and talk slowly. ”

Hagrid passed first, and taking advantage of the gap, Hermione tiptoed over to Dudley and whispered, "Are you really going to give the dragon egg to ......?"

"Guess!" Dudley smiled and winked at Hermione.

Guess you're a big-headed ghost!

Hermione pouted behind Dudley's back and gestured to her fist.

"Where's the dragon egg?" Hagrid asked, holding Dudley's arm excitedly, "How are you with me?"

Dudley took out the dragon eggs, quickly gave them a glance and immediately put them into the locket suitcase, he held Hagrid's broad palms with both hands, and stared at Hagrid's eyes with sincerity, "We'll talk about this later, you've been dragging your body down during this time, I'll get you a tonic meal, let's eat something first." ”

"Bang, bang!" Hermione's cup fell to the ground, her hands over her mouth and nose, her eyes widening like fish's eyes.

"Hermione, what's wrong with you?" Hagrid asked with concern.

"No... It's okay...," Hermione explained in a panic, "just didn't hold it firm." She bent down to pick up the cup, and on the way up, she stretched out a small paw and pinched Dudley's waist.

A wave of pain passed from the soft flesh of his waist to the painful nerve of his spine to his brain, and Dudley's face twisted into a ball, and his brain was running wildly, but unfortunately there was no magic spell in his memory to protect the soft flesh of his waist.

The soft flesh around the waist suffers!

It's uncomfortable, but you still have to smile.

"How do you two feel weird," Ron's gaze moved back and forth between Hermione and Dudley's faces, but he didn't think deeply, "Can we eat the tonic meal too?" ”

"This has to be. Dudley took out his wand and tapped it on the table.

Suddenly.

Two large bowls and four small bowls appear on the table, along with an equal number of spoons.

Two large bowls occupy almost half of the table, one of the bowls exudes heat, and the bright red prawns float in the milky white soup, like a dragon going out to sea, this soup is the best in the soup.

In a moment, the smell of fresh fragrance filled Hagrid's hut, like the sea breeze blowing in his face.

Harry, Ron, and Hagrid slowly closed their eyes, their noses twitching wildly to preserve the smell forever. Even Hermione stared straight at the soup in her bowl.

"Now we're going to show the highlight of the nourishing meal," Dudley stood up and held the lid on the other bowl with one hand, "Ron, put your hala away first." ”

Ron sucked and wiped his mouth, "Hurry up and open it, I can't wait." ”

Dudley slowly opened the lid of the bowl.

Suddenly, a beam of black light as large as the mouth of the bowl rose into the sky and scattered in all directions.

Everyone who was shrouded in black light felt a burning sensation.

It was only after the black light disappeared that they were able to see the bowl in its entirety. There is only black rice in the bowl, and each grain has a small blue dot in the middle.

The rice grains are neatly arranged in the bowl, and each grain is a separate individual and is not stuck to the other grains.

The aroma of the soup and the egg fried rice have blended together, and the smell of this smell is like surfing in the sea in the middle of a hot summer, and the whole soul seems to be sublimated.

"It's so fragrant, I can't control my mouth and hands, and I feel like I'm going crazy if I don't eat it. Ron picked up the bowl and prepared to serve the meal.

"Smack!"

The space around Dudley distorted slightly, and an old man with a silver beard appeared beside him.

"It's just the right time!" the old man smiled softly, rubbing his palms.

Dudley sighed deeply, how could there be Dumbledore everywhere. Is this being watched or what's wrong, he can't feel at ease when he eats a meal.

"Professor!" Harry and the others stood up in a panic.

"Don't be nervous, sit down," Dumbledore said kindly, but his eyes didn't take his eyes off the soup and rice on the table.

"Professor Dumbledore, sit with me," Hermione sat down next to Dudley, leaned sideways and covered her mouth with her hand and whispered, "Why can the Professor apparition in Hogwarts?"

"Headmaster's prerogatives!"

Dumbledore, this bad old man, was so bad that last time he said that every apparition or manifestation would drop a beard. Dudley actually believed in his evil for a while, only to find out later that there was no price at all, only privilege!

Know that the entire Hogwarts defensive spell is in Dumbledore's hands.

Ever since Dumbledore appeared, Dudley's heart was beating wildly.

Dumbledore probably hasn't eaten dragon eggs before, so don't just say it now!

"Thank you, Miss Granger. Dumbledore sat down in Hermione's place, "Any extra bowls and spoons?"

Everyone else looked at Dudley.

Dudley's heart had been filled with bad feelings, and he shrugged his shoulders and said angrily, "I didn't prepare much." ”

"Hey, I'm still on my own. Dumbledore put on a pitiful expression, and if anyone who didn't know saw it, they would think that it was someone who was abusing the elderly, and he swiped his hand over the table, revealing the cutlery below.

Huh~ Dudley glanced at Dumbledore in disgust, and asked if he could conjure it up by himself.

"Cool!" Ron still had unswallowed rice wrapped in his mouth, he had just secretly filled a bowl of rice while the others weren't looking, and it would be a crime to wait for a second more than that.

"Are you a pig!" Hermione said, looking at Ron.

Ron didn't even bother with Hermione, and ate the rice one bite after another.

Pig?

The food is right in front of you, and if you don't hurry up and eat it, it's a pig!