“…… Deep-fried hairy crab – how about it taste! They're the little ones I kept in my old cauldrons, and they've eaten enough of all kinds of magical potion residues to become big and fat......"

Maca walked out with the tray in her hand and happily placed it on the dining table.

Since there were only a few people in total, he didn't ask everyone to wait in the cold auditorium, but led them directly to the outside of the kitchen.

Hogwarts had three meals a day made by the house-elves, and when they were ready, they were all neatly arranged at the large table so that the Headmaster could deliver the delicious meals directly to the four House Headmasters' tables outside.

However, it must be said that because the table is too large, the outside room is a little crowded.

"By the way, I think you've probably learned it in your textbooks - hairy crabs aren't really crabs, they just look more alike. Their shells are soft and grow up to be just right for breadcrumbs and frying......"

"Maca ......"

Hermione's face looked a little delicate as she looked at the large pot of golden, steaming dishes with crushed black pepper evenly sprinkled on the surface.

"Hairy crabs? Isn't that a harmful parasite? ”

She couldn't help but say with some trepidation:

"It is said that ...... In particularly severe cases, insect infestations will form, so you must contact the Pest Consultation Office of the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control to have a special pest control person come to solve it. Otherwise...... They can nibble up all the magical stuff in your house! ”

"Oh, that's right." Maca nodded, "Although hairy crabs are usually small, once they eat something with magical powers, they will begin to swell and grow, and a large group of hairy crabs is indeed a bit difficult for ordinary people to deal with-"

As he was talking, he suddenly shrugged his shoulders and chuckled:

"But no one said they couldn't eat it?"

After saying that, Maca reached out and took a fist-sized fried hairy crab from it, and took a big bite in front of everyone, without even using the sauce and lemon slices on the side.

While chewing, he also vaguely urged:

"Eat! Hot! It's fragrant and crispy, and it tastes much better than fish and chips...... You eat first, and there's another dish steaming! I'll go see if it'......."

As Maka walked inside, the big guys looked at each other a few times, and began to worry about what the last dish of the day would be.

I have to say that the first few dishes just now are quite normal, at least most of you have heard of them even if you haven't eaten them.

But who knows, Maca sent out a large pot of pests from the magic world with it!

Everyone is hesitating! But I saw that Luna had already stretched out her fork and forked one, turned it over and over a few times, and then stuffed it into her mouth.

"Click—"

A crispy sound attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Oh! This ......" Ron grinned and couldn't help but ask, "Luna, how does it taste?" ”

With a lot of clattering chewing sounds, everyone stared at Luna's mouth, expecting her to give a review - to be honest, just looking good at it was actually not bad, after all, everything that was fried in breadcrumbs was basically the same.

No one knows, what does this thing smell like?

"Hmm......"

After Luna swallowed the contents of her mouth, she nodded and said unusually succinctly:

"Incense!"

"Really?"

In fact, anyone who knows Luna knows that she never lies. It's just that the various experiences when I got along with her in the past have already made everyone understand that sometimes the more she believes in something, the lower her credibility is.

However, when it comes to the perception of whether a food is good or not, this can always be referred to, right?

"I'll try one too......"

Ron said as he raised his fork in his hand.

Honestly, Ron was lucky this time. Because Luna's preference for food is also a little strange - although she is not completely deviant from ordinary people's tastes like her father, she says that the probability of ordinary people also liking delicious food is usually half and half.

And today's fried hairy crab in Maca seems to be in the "good half".

"Oh! That's not bad...... Fast! You can taste it too, it's really delicious......"

When Maca walked out with a container larger than that, the hairy crabs that had been fried to gold had already been killed by more than half of the pots with surprise on their faces.

"Looks like you're all satisfied!" Maca said happily, "Well, the protagonist of today's lunch is about to appear, and voila! Steamed soft-clawed prawns! ”

When opening the large plate, he also reminded in particular:

"I've taken the poison glands and mouthparts, and the toxins in the shrimp have been removed—if you eat them, you won't get a fever, you won't get a rash, and you won't get bad luck just because you touch the saliva they secrete. So, feel free to taste it! It's a rare delicacy! ”

As Maca said, due to the soft-clawed land shrimp is full of toxins in its body. Not only the poisonous sac poison gland, but even the meat has toxins in it, which is really a feeling that people can't swallow.

What's worse is that their spit seems to make the bitten person unable to do anything for a week. Because of this, there are also potions masters who use their saliva to study the recipe for the elixir of blessings.

Of course, it is estimated that no one will be interested in the antidote to the elixir.

However, for this magical freshwater shrimp that seems to be large and delicious, but in fact it is impossible to eat at all, Maca has successfully turned them into safe and harmless ingredients, and carefully cooked them and served them to the table.

"Because the wizards who ate it by mistake said that they were actually quite delicious, even though they were poisoned, so I thought of a way to poison them!" Makara opened her chair and sat down, beckoning, "I wanted to wait until the evening to eat this, but I saw that one of them was not very energetic just now, so I made it while they were still fresh." ”

He obviously didn't hesitate to say it! I already grabbed one in my hand and took out a large piece of shrimp meat, and took a bite of it.

Suddenly, the silky shrimp meat was squeezed between his lips and teeth, bursting out with an incomparably delicious taste.

But before he could take a second bite and the other friends around him wanted to reach for one and try it, he suddenly stopped chewing and turned his head slightly to look at the doorway leading to the corridor outside.

"Huh?" After a moment's pause, he said, "Oh, it's Parkinson's back...... Luckily, I've done enough, and she won't be left without food! ”

As she spoke, Maca put down the tender and plump shrimp meat, wiped her hands, and got up and walked to the door.

"You eat first! I'm going to bring Parkinson's over for some food—and when she comes back, I guess she's still hungry! ”

……

Maca guessed wrong, and Pansy apparently didn't come back hungry.

Although Martin's cream stew with corn shortbread is somewhat monotonous, and the taste is actually quite ordinary, it must not be comparable to his big meal. But to be honest, Pansy was quite satisfied.

It's a pity that after eating, the task given to her by Martin gave her a little headache.

In this situation, it is of course extremely difficult to find a therapist who can meet their needs. But even if you take a step back, it will not be easy to find the right potions master.

So, Pansy decides to sneak back to Hogwarts and talk to Maca.

"Miss Parkinson?"

Maca stopped Pansy near the Slytherin common room.

"Coming back? Come and grab a bite to eat! Today's lunch is my own cooking, and there are some things you can't eat outside! ”

"Oh, Professor McLean!" When Pansy heard the voice, she quickly turned around and said, "Professor, I'm not hungry right now, and I'm afraid I don't have time to eat—"

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Maca couldn't help but be a little surprised.

In fact, if you look at the progress he expected, Martin and Muriel are now safely reunited. And in this way, since Pansy played a big role in this second rescue, it can at least restore some trust in Martin's heart.

But now it seems that there is something else that Maca didn't expect?

"Well, actually...... Miss Muriel seems to have had some kind of accident, and now ...... Sick. ”

"Sick?"

Makadon raised an eyebrow.

"Uh...... It doesn't have to be sick, maybe it's a curse, or it's poisoning...... I do not know. Pansy shook her head and frowned, "Anyway, Martin wants me to find a reliable healer or potions master to treat Muriel." ”

"So you can't make up your mind, so you want to ask me?" Maca bowed slightly, "Hmm...... Wasn't that Muriel in the dungeon all the time? How could something happen? Could it be that she was suffering from some hidden illness or something before she was arrested? ”

Thinking about it left and right, he immediately waved his hand and said:

"Parkinson's, tell me more about it - the focus is on the specific symptoms of that Miss Muriel."

"Okay!"

Pansy knew everything about this, and with as much accuracy as possible, she spoke quickly and quickly told everything she saw.

Not only did she look confused, but she also told Marka the details of Martin's use of the Dementor Mind on her.

And after she explained it carefully, Maca's expression didn't change much, and there was still a look of confusion on her face.

"Ministry of Magic...... The dungeon? ”

It didn't take long for his eyes to change from confusion to abruptness. Although I haven't found the answer yet, it seems that something suddenly came to mind.

"It's hard to ......"

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