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"You're just going to get fat, you idiot!"

Hannah raised her hand and slapped Elena's paw away, gave Elena a blank look, and said angrily.

"Besides, if we do gain weight, it's not all your fault!"

These days, Hannah and Hermione have become almost Elena's exclusive tasters, and every new dish must be tasted by both of them before it is served at the Hogwarts table.

At first, the two little wings still had a little idea of struggling.

However, under Elena's tidal wave, a series of food offensives, they couldn't resist their worries about weight and the girl's reserve, and soon fell into a state of self-abandonment.

"That's right, Elena, the next time you need someone to try it, can't you call Neville or Crabbe?"

Hermione nodded approvingly, and as she grew closer to Elena, she found that her preference for food had grown, the most obvious change being that she hadn't had the habit of having a snack before bed every night after dinner, at least when school started.

"Neville?"

Elena glanced at the little chubby mound with chicken legs on the Gryffindor table, shook her head slightly, and said.

"In the past, it might have been possible, but at this time, it may not be possible. ”

"Why? is it any different now?" Hermione frowned.

"Because from now on, the dishes of each academy will begin to be specialized. ”

Elena shrugged her shoulders and replied with some helplessness.

"The next dishes are proportioned and adjusted according to the vegetables grown in each house, and they are no longer suitable for tasting in the kitchen - after all, this way, they will see and taste the food of other houses in advance. ”

As for the reason, in fact, Elena only said part of it.

What's more, once in the kitchen, the little wizards are likely to find that there is an unbridgeable gap between the dishes served to the professors and the strange dishes they are facing.

The reason why it is described as a chasm is because the difference between the two is not only a difference in cooking techniques, but also rises to a barrier close to the cultural level, whether it is the use of materials, taste, and richness, it has opened up the traditional European cuisine for at least 3,000 years.

Although, one of the important factors is because the plants in the "faculty and staff garden" can be said to belong to Elena's private order, such as soybeans, bracken (water spinach), soybeans, bamboo shoots, papaya......

But more often than not, it's the gastronomic memories that come from the depths of Elena's soul that can never be forgotten.

To take the simplest example, soybeans alone can be derived from a series of ingredients or condiments such as soy milk, tofu, tofu skin, tofu brain, dried tofu, tofu milk - if you don't watch the whole process with your own eyes, even if those little wizards want to break their heads, it is impossible to associate round soybeans with white tofu.

"Oh, so let's talk about it, aren't we ...... too"

Hearing Elena's explanation, Hannah poked the pie in front of her with a fork in some frustration.

Although this way, Elena will probably no longer force them into the kitchen, feed them all kinds of strange food that is so delicious that they will almost fly, and no longer have to worry about gaining weight or making strange noises, but ......

Sure enough, I was still so disappointed, and my heart was suddenly empty.

"Of course you're different!"

Noticing the loss on Xiao Tieniu's face, and glancing at the little beaver who was also a little stunned, Elena suddenly opened her arms and hugged the two little wings, one left and one right, and gently rubbed her cheeks against the two cuties, and said seriously.

"You're not like those stinky boys, we said we'd do everything together. Besides, if it weren't for you, how would I know if the food on the table was a success? ”

Everyone's tastes are different, and Elena can't guarantee that the food that suits her taste will really match the tastes of these little European guys. According to statistical principles, the third is the most basic sample survey, which is why she makes at least two or more servings of food at the same time every time she tastes it.

In particular, in the following dishes, many innovative ingredient combinations are a subversion and challenge of traditional European eating habits, even if it has been tested worldwide in later generations, and with a solid backing from the school as a foundation, the only thing Elena is sure of now is only - non-toxic, eat no dead, and be full.

After all, no one can guarantee how many of these little guys like Houttuynia cordata and how many of them hate bitter melon.

"By the way, that's it...... Hermione, Hannah. ”

Thinking of this suddenly, Elena blinked, her face was grim, and she looked at Hermione and Hannah with a solemn expression.

"There's one thing I have to tell you about the next tasting process. ”

"Huh?"

Facing Elena, who suddenly became serious, Hermione and Hannah nodded a little uncomfortably.

Although the three of them are used to giggling and fighting, whenever they meet Elena, who is serious, the two of them will unconsciously become a little weaker - you know, anyway, the two little Lori, who are only in their twenties together, are still a little more tender than Elena.

"As you may have seen, each academy has different plant species, and some of them are extreme or extremely unpopular. This means that the dishes that are finally presented on the table will inevitably have differences in taste...... In other words, it might be a little weird. ”

"You know, in the face of these difficult and complex challenges, even I can't guarantee that I will be able to make a dish that will satisfy everyone. Professor Dumbledore and the four Deans shared the same concerns, so after discussion, they also gave me the go-ahead for two students from different houses to be selected at random......"

"Well, I see. ”

Hermione nodded, and replied with a serious face, "Don't worry, I'll be sure to taste every dish carefully." ”

At the same time, Hannah's little Lori on the side also nodded vigorously and waved her small fist to encourage.

"That's right, Elena. I'm sure if it were you, the food would be delicious......"

"I think so too. ”

Before Hannah could finish speaking, Elena nodded quickly and admitted it without modesty.

"Huh?!" Hannah blinked, her little fist involuntarily freezing in the air.

"So, I mean...... I hope you will be able to abandon your personal taste preferences to a certain extent and unconditionally support the dishes I serve - if you really can't get used to it, you can also spit it out, but be sure to sign the dish confirmation form for me in the future. ”

As she spoke, Elena took out a thick roll of parchment from her wizard's robe, densely filled with various recipes and dish names, each with two small horizontal lines behind it for signature.

"This is a parchment that Professor Dumbledore has enchanted and only those who have eaten those dishes can sign this piece of paper, so please......"

For those professors who can enjoy the high-standard small stove alone, they naturally do not need to personally participate in the process of tasting and evaluating the students' dishes, so how to determine whether the dishes are picky or not delicious can only be used as a reference by the opinions of the student representatives.

Although with Elena's current magical strength, she can't decipher the strange magic cast by Dumbledore, Professor Flitwick and others for the time being, she still has a way to make those little wizards obediently eat her dishes.

Cold salad with folded ear root, coriander beef cubes, dry fried devil pepper, cantaloupe fried bitter gourd, apple steamed egg, mustard semi-cooked beef......

These delicacies that have been passed down for thousands of years have to be felt by these little wizards in the wizarding world - what is called, the vegetables grown by themselves, even with tears, must be eaten one bite at a time.

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PS: I like to eat all of the above fat chickens, and I have made them, but they actually taste pretty good. The method is actually very simple, except that the appearance may be a little strange, and it is not a dark dish, at least there is no roasted durian, right?

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