At night, the kitchen of Scamander's house.

Gringotts Elven Queen, Lady Destiny, Hogwarts Head Chef, Third Dark Lord...... Elena Kaslana turned around after saying a long sentence, and continued to finish the clam chowder she had at hand.

After the milky batter is poured into the soup, it is simmered for at least another four or five minutes to make the soup thicker, and she can take advantage of this gap to sauté the diced bacon meat in the cream until golden brown, then add the onions, and when the onions are soft and transparent, she will sprinkle these scattered accompaniments into the soup.

As for Newt Scamander, Elena has seen the end since the moment he took the initiative to ask.

This pot of delicious soup that she had been boiling for so long was finally ready to be served to the table and savored.

"Miss Kaslana. ”

After a long silence, Newt exhaled lightly and said softly.

"If I'm not mistaken, you've violated more than one wizarding law in the process, right? Even what Gringotts Wizarding Bank did in the non-wizarding world of the former Soviet Union has greatly crossed the boundaries of the International Federation of Wizards. ”

"If the Ministry of Magic learns of what you have done, what awaits you is that Azkaban could be imprisoned for life. ”

The International Confederation of Wizards Secrecy Act stipulates that every magical government and wizard has the responsibility to conceal the existence of the magical community in which they live, in addition to controlling the magical animals located around them, and preventing underage wizards from exposing their magic to Muggles - any action that affects the non-magical world and may expose magic is punished.

Needless to say, Elena and Gringotts' interference with the non-magical world has gone far beyond normal.

Elena glanced at the old wizard standing beside her, unfazed, continuing to stir the increasingly viscous clam soup, as if she had never heard Azkaban's name, and her lake-blue eyes shimmered with an intriguing brightness.

"So, ......Mr. Scamander," she said, "are you going to report me to the British Ministry of Magic, so that you can add another golden medal of Sir Merlin to your collection?"

"No," Newt Scamander sighed, "order and law are ways to help people live better, not to what we should pursue, and Professor Dumbledore is right, sooner or later you will become a great witch who far surpasses him...... No, to be precise, you're more respectable than most people these days......"

"Tsk, don't jump to conclusions so early – I'm just a greedy capitalist......"

"Miss Kaslana," Newt shook his head, "I've thought about it, I'm going to ......"

"Shhhh ”

Elena interrupted with a chuckle as she stared at the gurgling clam soup in front of her.

"If you're thinking about it, then ask your wife for permission first, and we'll have to wait until we meet at Hogwarts Castle to talk slowly—at least not on the spur of the moment when we're hungry. ”

"But didn't you just say ......?"

Newt was stunned, a look of astonishment on his face.

"It turns out that young people should listen more to the teachings of the elders. ”

Elena blinked mischievously, with a sly look in her eyes, and said with a smile.

"I suddenly feel that you are right, that it is really not appropriate to talk about something very important while everyone is cooking and eating, and this is ...... Evil organizations that violate confidentiality laws, you'd better think about it carefully. ”

"But—"

"So be it, today's topic is Q&A rather than taking an oath. Elena tilted her head cutely and chuckled, "Do you have any questions? If not, I'll remove the magic barrier." ”

"Wait, there's one more thing. ”

Newt quickly came back to his senses and said in a hurried tone.

"Grindelwald is to subvert the original magical and non-magical order, he wants wizards to be the rulers of this world, and Voldemort wants pure-blood wizards to dominate the wizarding world, and those impure wizards and Muggles become playthings. And what about you, as the granddaughter of Gellert Grindelwald, what is the purpose of all this you are doing, and where is the end?"

"Is it the end? my ideals......

Elena hesitated for a few seconds, then raised her head, a very bright smile blooming on her face.

"I'm going to keep going like this, to make this imperfect world what I want it to be."

"Let the world become ...... What do you expect...... What do you mean?"

Newt Scamander frowned and subconsciously asked.

"Gee, it's time. So ......"

Elena shrugged her shoulders helplessly, raised her right hand and snapped her fingers lightly.

Syllable!

Not far away, the sound of Tina Scamander's cooking gradually became clear, and the "Elena Time" that had been enveloping the two of them quietly dissipated, and the magic ripples on Newt's body also shattered.

"So...... Save that question for another time. ”

Elena picked up the pan in front of her and whispered on tiptoe as she walked past Newt.

"Don't let your guard down, Professor Scamander...... I'm not a good boy, and if you think of me as some kind of virtuous savior, it will bother me and Professor Dumbledore......"

"I don't understand—"

Newt Scamander opened his mouth, his face full of confusion.

It's just that Elena obviously doesn't have any intention of continuing to explain.

"Well, Mr. Scamander, let's do it for today......"

Elena swept over Mrs. Scamander, who was looking curiously not far away, and raised her voice slightly:

"Cooking dishes and potions are the same, both of which require a lot of time and practice—this clam chowder, as simple as it may seem, takes a few more private thoughts to figure out the trick. ”

"Elena, I said it a long time ago, Newt can't help much!"

Mrs. Scamander chuckled and shook her head.

As she spoke, she walked over and took the initiative to take the pan from Elena's hand, helping Elena scoop out the clam chowder in the pot and distribute it to everyone's small bowls, and by the way, she also glanced at her husband who was stunned on the side.

When she was dealing with the pan-fried portobello mushrooms on the side just now, she still had the energy to pay a little attention to the situation of the two of them.

While Newt didn't cause any trouble during Elena's cooking, Newt didn't help with the whole process, instead asking some particularly stupid and low-level kitchen novice questions.

Other than that, there was no other communication.

Merely......

Sitting at the edge of the dining table, Tina Scamander looked at her husband beside her with a little worry, it had only been less than ten minutes, and Newt, who seemed to have put down his burden just now, became a little worried again.

You know, today's dinner is arguably the most sumptuous in these days.

In addition to the juicy pan-fried portobello mushrooms, the vegetable chips that are more flavorful and refreshing than the usual potato chips, the soft and slightly spicy crab cake with parsley, the sautéed carrots with sweet and savory sauces, and the clam bisque with the perfect blend of meat and seafood...... These are just ordinary European home cooking.

The finale of the evening, the Iced Salmon and Wellington Steak cooked by Elena, will have most seasoned gourmets unable to contain the saliva that keeps their mouths in their mouths – warm spices compete with cool juniper berries like glacial salmon on hot volcanic rocks, and succulent steaks wrapped in crispy puff pastry, interspersed with fragrant mushroom sauce and can't be ignored with bacon......

However, even in the face of these incomparably delicious dishes, Newt still shows a spirit that cannot be stopped.

In Mrs. Scamander's memory, Newt had never been in a trance for so long, even when he faced Gellert Grindelwald, and in the past few weeks, Newt must have encountered something very serious.

Tina secretly made up her mind that if Newt didn't plan to confess tonight, after the children were gone tomorrow, the bottles of age-reducing potions and vitality potions she had bought from the market might come in handy.

At this moment, Newt suddenly raised his head to look at Elena, and took the initiative to speak at the table in an extremely rare manner.

"That's right, Elena...... I don't know if you've heard before that there is a strange disease in the non-magical world called night blindness, do you know of any way to cure it, or is there magic that can cure it?"

Of course, we know that most of the time it is a temporary loss of night vision caused by a lack of vitamin A. ”

Elena smiled and gracefully slice through the juicy Wellington steak on the plate.

"As for the solution, it's fairly simple – eat meat! In the early stages of the development of this condition, you only need to be able to eat a few more meals of meat to recover from temporary night blindness very quickly. ”

"It's just that, compared to the wizarding world, it is not easy to eat meat in the non-magical world. ”

Elena glanced meaningfully at Newt and whispered.

"If the remaining offal of animals cannot be used efficiently, the only way to solve this problem is to find ways to expand access to meat from livestock...... Although in today's economic climate, many parts of the non-magical world are a little short of what people can eat, let alone have the spare money to feed large livestock......"

"Okay...... I understand. ”

Newt was silent for a moment, then nodded calmly.

(End of chapter)