Dorsetshire, United Kingdom.

A quarter past five in the afternoon.

The intense Quidditch training is finally over, and for most of the players, their activities for today are temporarily over, and the next thing is to go home and take a good shower and rest to digest today's receipt.

However, for Luna and Hannah, what is really worth looking forward to on this day has only just begun.

According to the previous agreement, dinner will be served by Elena - a delicacy that the two of them have been looking forward to for half a summer vacation.

Led by Tina Scamander, the group left the Jurassic Quidditch pitch and made their way through the seaside town-style streets of Bournemouth to their home in Scamander, located somewhere in town.

Although, according to Mrs. Scamander, the town was not complicated, and they could come out on weekends to buy small things.

It's a pity that in Elena's eyes, any street that exceeds more than three corners is not much different from the legendary Minoan labyrinth, except for finding a direction to brute-force cracking, any so-called intuition, counter-intuition will make her lost.

Thankfully, the other two little wings are pretty reliable in terms of finding their way.

Elena just needs to find a way to fill their bodies with her superb skills, and then she can naturally make all kinds of demands on them, such as...... Lead the way, lead the way, and cover for her secret of bad sense of direction.

However, with the passage of time, the sense of surprise and temptation brought by the common European cuisine is rapidly decreasing.

Women, especially little Lori, have never been so reliable in terms of credibility.

In order to prevent Luna, Hannah and others from being used by Grindelwald, Dumbledore, and other hundred-year-old monsters with complex minds, Elena has to continue to introduce new dishes and new entertainment methods to solidify her authority in the hearts of the wings.

On the other hand, if she wants to conquer the Scamanders in just one month, Elena really needs to think carefully about the dishes she needs to cook, rather than copying exactly what she did at school.

The variety of dishes should be as rich as possible, but the selection of ingredients should be as simple as possible;

The palate should be full of surprises, but the way it is cooked should not be too difficult to imitate;

The culinary concept needs to be imaginative, but the details need to be as precise and accurate as a machine;

The non-magical world provides a complete diet system, and magic also needs to find the right entry point to improve and participate;

......

When the various factors are superimposed, then the answer is imminent.

Pig!

As one of the first animals to be domesticated as domestic animals, animal husbandry civilization is the pinnacle of its achievements to date.

In the recipes of human civilization, the development of the parts and methods that can be eaten on the pig can be said to have reached the extreme.

............

Scamander's house, on the edge of a meadow outside the treehouse.

"Today, this week...... Well, this is our main course this month!"

Elena pointed to the big white pig at her feet, which might have weighed four or five times her weight, and said in a pleasant tone.

"I roughly estimated that according to the amount of food for the five of us, this pig should be able to eat just enough for a month!"

The Yorkshire Great White Pig, which is arguably the most widely distributed and well-known large pig breed in the world, has been introduced by many countries to crossbreed with their own local pigs because of its large size and fast weight gain, and has bred excellent large white pig breeds - in Elena's previous life, most of the pork consumption came from this large white pig.

You must know that China, which ranks first in the world in terms of pig breeding and slaughter, is definitely the most pig-loving country in the world.

Of course, when it comes to how to make good use of the various parts of the pig's body, Elena from the country of big foodies naturally has a considerable grasp of the cooking on the fire, which is her area of expertise.

However, compared to Elena, who is full of confidence, the other three "Nanana" seem to be much more dazed.

Hannah and Luna trust Elena very much in her cooking skills, after all, they have been together for a whole school year, and as the designated tasting wings of the Hogwarts kitchen, they are very aware of Elena's talent in cooking.

It's just that pork doesn't seem to have much to look forward to in their impressions.

When they were at Hogwarts, they ate most fried bacon, smoked bacon, and all kinds of sausages, minced meat, and pork knuckle......

Luna and Hannah couldn't help but glance at each other, seeing the same concern in each other's eyes.

The meat is delicious, but the thought of eating sausages and bacon for a month is too uncomfortable, right?!

On the other hand, as a child raising and having decades of experience in the family kitchen, Ms. Tina Scamander's considerations and concerns are obviously more specific and practical than those of the two Cortana.

"Dear little Elena, it's not that I don't trust you as a Hogwarts chef. ”

"In fact, I'm looking forward to the dinner that follows...... But before we can do that, we may need to solve a problem first. ”

Mrs. Scamander shook her head, and pointed to the whole pig she had just bought from the slaughterhouse, with some confusion.

"Have you figured out how to turn it into a piece of meat?"

Had it not been for the repeated emphasis of "Miss Chef Hogwarts", according to Tina Scamander's original idea, it would have been almost impossible to deliberately go to a Muggle slaughterhouse to buy such a whole pig that had not been cut by a butcher.

The trouble was only one aspect, but more of a problem than that—perhaps her husband would have had more experience in this area.

After all, as a well-known master of magical beasts, Newt Scamander occasionally dissects magical beasts for research, but as far as Tina herself is concerned, she has always bought the finished products directly from the butcher shop before, and has never handled such large livestock herself.

"How did it turn into meat? Isn't it already now?"

Elena looked at Mrs. Scamander with a slight puzzlement, shrugged her shoulders and replied with great naturalness.

"There's a knife, there's a workbench, just cut and sort, isn't it okay?"

"No, I mean ......"

Glancing at Elena, who was probably not as big as the Yorkshire pig, Tina Scamander thought for a moment and continued to add.

"You see, there's a difference between cooking and slaughtering. There are many magical beasts in our family, but there are no house-elves like those in Hogwarts Castle. It's still early, the butcher shop in Bournemouth shouldn't be closed yet, and we should be able to find some reliable noodle butchers there to help with the processing......"

A top chef is not the same as a good butcher.

Perhaps Elena did have some talent for cooking, but the series of physical and technical tasks such as dismantling whole pigs and separating flesh and bones was too difficult for Tina from any point of view.

"Butcher's shop? Maji...... Butcher? Well, you mean Muggle butcher?"

Elena was slightly stunned at first, but quickly understood Mrs. Scamander's concern.

In fact, Tina Scamander's worries do have some reason, if it were before she had not learned magic, it would be difficult for Elena to handle the slaughtering and dismantling process of whole pigs alone, even if she added Daddy Benitez.

Just like anatomy in biology and medicine, slaughtering is also a very basic craft.

This is not something that can be done by brute force alone.

Without the correct force skills, dismantling techniques, knife direction, and overall thinking, the whole pig is handled indiscriminately according to the method of chopping meat in the family kitchen, which will mix the bone and meat crumbs on the one hand, and more importantly, will destroy many important tissues.

Because of this, Hogwarts handles pigs, cows, and deer, all of which are handled by household elves.

In fact, in Elena's opinion, whether it is the house-elves of Hogwarts or the butchers of most of the European continent, they still have a lot of unsatisfactory aspects in slaughtering and handling ingredients.

It's not because they don't have the skills at home, it's because the continent's barren recipes limit their imagination.

You know, unlike the European continent's monotonous cooking methods of pork sausages, meat slices, and elbows.

In the distant Oriental Continent, pig is actually equivalent to the top chefs and cooks in the eyes of - cold pork ears, cabbage stewed pork, husband and wife lung slices, sweet and sour loin, charcoal grilled pork nose tendons, pepper and salt large intestines, pork skin cool, Dongpo meat, bandit pork liver, mushu meat, pickled pepper kidney flower, pork stewed vermicelli, kelp pork rib soup, pork and green onion dumplings, spicy roasted brain flower......

It's a pity that before this, Elena had no better choice than to carry out secondary processing on those pieces of meat that had been decomposed, after all, she was just a Lori of more than one meter in the final analysis, and brute force was far from enough.

It's just that the times ...... It's changed.

"Don't worry, Lady Scamander, don't forget who I am. ”

Elena smiled slightly, reached into her neckline, and took out a delicate and small black metal cross necklace.

"Whether it's a butcher from the non-wizarding world, or a house-elf from Hogwarts, it's actually a bit rough and casual when it comes to handling the precious flesh of a pig, and a pig has at least a hundred ingredients after being completely disassembled. ”

"What is your identity......?"

Tina Scamander glanced at the small cross in the girl's hand, her expression slightly odd.

If she remembered correctly, it was supposed to be an ornament that some Muggle religious believers in the non-magical world carried with them on a regular basis - both the scene and the girl's words seemed inrecognizable.

"So...... Miss Kaslana, were you a believer?"

Seeing Elena crouch down, carefully placing the black metal cross in her hand on the Yorkshire white pig in front of her, and saying something in her mind, Tina Scamander hesitated for a few seconds and asked with some uncertainty.

"I see, do you need to do some prayer before going to the slaughterhouse?"

"Pray, believer, what are you talking about?"

Elena blinked in confusion, pulled out her wand and gently touched the small cross placed on the pig.

“VeraVerto”

The next moment.

The pitch-black metal cross silently disappeared from everyone's sight.

The Yorkshire white pig had a hole in its skin that was smaller than the eye of a needle, and at the other end of the hole was a necklace with a strange black glow, which was tightly wrapped around Elena's right hand.

In the body of the Yorkshire pig, which is not visible to people, the extremely thin flake metal grows wildly along the gap between the bones and muscles, and in less than a few seconds, it completely fills all the muscles, muscles, fat, and bones in the body of the big white pig.

Elena smiled and stood up, waving the chain around her fingers and whispering.

"Scatter, Senbon Sakura—"

Boom!

A black metallic flower bloomed in an instant.

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Return of missing persons~~