Hearing the sound of the door opening, although they didn't know why they walked through the main door, Daisy jumped up from the couch, rushed over with her wand in her hand, and hid behind the door to wait for the door to open.

"Hah, Alan, just take me, eat me... Huh?"

"Uh-ahem!"

She put her arm around Allen's neck and strangled him off the ground, but then she saw the old man and father behind Allen, and her movements froze.

"Daisy is not going to put your brother down!' this is Mr. Gatler Grindelwald!" Owen scolded, then pulled out an awkward smile at Grindelwald, "This is my eldest daughter, Daisy, they don't care about fighting a lot at home..."

"It's a good thing for the family that the children have a good relationship. Grindelwald turned her head as she put Eren back on the ground, as if he had only noticed her at this time, "Miss Harris, your eyes are very similar to your grandfather's, very beautiful." ”

This made Daisy, who was already a little embarrassed, shyly unable to speak, and she was going to laugh in response, but after laughing, she found that there was some broken sound.

"Daisy, what are you doing with me!" said Alan, who had been put down, complained inexplicably about being attacked.

"Welcome, Mr. Grindelwald. Morgan Lefay, who was originally lying on the sofa, was stunned at first when she saw the white-haired wizard brought back by Owen and Allen, and then she immediately got up and didn't care about dressing up, and then she glanced at Owen, "I'm really sorry, we didn't prepare in advance, and Owen didn't tell us in advance, it's really rude." ”

"Mrs. Harris, I and the Harris and Rozier families are all members of our own family, so you don't have to be formal..."Grindelwald bowed slightly elegantly, and then looked at the contours of Morgan Lefay's face that was blessed because of pregnancy, his eyes were a little red and teary, "If Venda is still alive... Even though you're not directly related to each other, you'll still be happier when you're compared. ”

She must have never regretted it. Morgan Lefay reassured.

Alan took advantage of Daisy's pretending to be a lady and retaliated against her with his hand, and then bounced to the crowd: "Let's take a seat first." As he spoke, he clapped his hands and summoned the house-elves out, "Maggie, please go to the kitchen and help me make something to eat, I'm hungry." ”

"Master, little Emily, they are almost done cooking in the kitchen, if you can, I will let them talk?" Maggie asked, seeing Alan nodding and disappearing in place.

Grindelwald nodded at Alan's act of summoning house-elves who shouldn't have appeared in front of the guests, knowing that the other party was showing that he didn't treat him as an outsider, and he himself was different from many other wizards, whether it was a house-elf or a Muggle or even a lizard pet, he would not hesitate to adopt a friendly and charming attitude, and this cheap effort would pay more for itself- But then when Maggie came out, he had to squint a few more times when he saw the familiar look around him and the elf who didn't look like a house-elf—and then his pupils shrank, and he recognized from Maggie's gloved analysis that it was a metal replica of the prosthetic leg used by Voldemort who had fought him before.

But Grindelwald didn't let himself show any other emotion, and just sat down with the others into the living room.

Then the kitchen door was kicked open with a bang.

"Alan, Fleur and I learned how to roast on Sunday today! I made Yorkshire pudding myself! Taste it!" Emily jumped out with her fingers hovering over a large tray, and Fleur and Penelope led some cutlery out, followed by Hermione with a tray.

Emily's steps paused, and she realized that Maggie's guest was not one of the bad old men who followed Owen but the famous former Dark Lord, which made her immediately look a little more reserved.

After introducing each other again, Hermione and Penelope had a tacit understanding at this point, and they just briefly greeted Grindelwald with Emily - although Grindelwald once wanted to start a revolution in the wizarding world and break the International Secrecy Act , and now Muggles and wizards are also affected by this in intermarriage is no longer as harsh as before, but because Grindelwald intends to establish a new global order in which wizards rule Muggles, so even if Grindelwald's concept is essentially different from Voldemort who looks at blood, it only distinguishes between those who can magic and those who can't, or let these two Muggle-born witches still have no good impression of Grindelwald,

"Alright, let's split it and give me a taste of Emily's craft. "Alan is starving.

Seeing that his son was hungry, Morgan Lefay took matters into his own hands and divided the sliced roast beef and side dishes on the plate while it was hot, steaming hot, the buttered potatoes were roasted to a golden brown, and Hermione's whole piece of new heavy cheesecake was placed on the coffee table.

"Ahh I smell the aroma of a special cheese, this cake is made of feta cheese?" Grindelwald sniffed and smiled, "Very special... Very, if you can, please bring me a piece of dessert, you know Albus loves sweets, such tempting cakes... I'll say I'll have to give him a taste later. ”

"Mr. Grindelwald, please feel free... It's an honor for you to like the cake I made. Hermione's eyes lit up, and her originally unhappy face became a little happy, "It's my first time making dessert, and if there's anything bad, don't take care of it..."

"Honey, you go ahead and divide the beef and cut the cake, I'll come. Owen was distressed that his pregnant wife took over the cake cutting job.

It was only then that Allen's attention shifted from the meat to the cake: "Hmm, Hermione, that's what you told me the other day, this is Monica's new secret recipe? ”

Hermione, who had been recognized continuously, was even more pleased: "Well! I came exactly according to the recipe. ”

The cheesecake was chosen by Grindelwald first because of its aroma and Hermione made a bit of a show in front of Allen, which made Penelope sip and stared suspiciously at the whole round cake that was about to be cut by Owen.

As soon as the brown skin of the cheesecake was stabbed, I saw a lump of minced meat on the cake dug up on the plate, with the smell of sheep, breaking through the barrier of the cake and pouring out, mixed with rotten yellow cheese and white cream.

This startled Owen, "Uh? Hermione... Do you still have a filling in your cake?"

Grindelwald's hand holding the spoon stopped, and he sniffed again with a curious face: "It doesn't seem to be feta cheese... Is it lamb stuffing? It's unexpectedly exotic...", he turned to Hermione and asked softly, "Miss Granger, is this Muggle-style food?" before I taste it... Maybe can you tell me about it? Or the recipe from the chef Monica you just talked about? I love to see the provenance behind some of the foods, which will whet your appetite..."

"Monica is a witch and she's also the female owner of the most popular cake shop in recent years... In case you didn't know, our umbrella invested heavily in her 'Little Mama's Cake Shop', which gave her the opportunity to give me her recipes. Hermione pulled the recipe out of her fanny pack and put it on the coffee table like a Bible, then proudly showed off her excellent memory, "Melt the cheddar cheese at room temperature, put baking paper on the mold, then sift it with low flour, preheat it in the oven at 180 degrees, put the cheese in a container, stir it with a magic wand, smooth it and add sugar, then use a whisk to stir the eggs, mix well, add it to the cheese several times, and stir it well...... The secret is that she will add some yogurt and lemon juice, heavy cheesecake is relatively light cheese, the cheese content is about 80%, the recipe uses a large amount of cheese, it belongs to the baked heavy cheese flavor cake, so it tastes richer and mellow, and Monica told me that compared to light cheesecake, heavy cheesecake has a higher success rate, which can be used as a beginner for cheesecake making..."

Hearing Hermione memorize the recipe step by step with such skill, it was obvious that it took a lot of effort, and the wizards present all bowed their heads in agreement and listened to it with great appetite. Fleur's blue eyes flashed, and she seemed a little confused before cutting the cake, but she seemed to be relieved and nodded after Hermione's words.

Penelope took in the reaction, her brow furrowed slightly, and she looked at the filling on the plate more suspiciously, and sniffed harder, trying to imagine judging the real taste of the filling and the cake.

"Then cover the heart and liver of the sheep with cold water, then reduce the heat and cover and continue to simmer for 30 minutes, chop and grind the heart of the sheep, and roast the oats on the tray of the stove until it turns brown and brown, and mix all the ingredients together..."

Hearing that there were still haggis and Hermione's handling of them, most of the wizards, except for a few witches who had been in the kitchen before, changed color again, and looked at Hermione with a serious face in disbelief.

Seeing everyone's expressions in her eyes, Hermione pursed her lips and explained, "I also think it's a little strange that the cake is going to put these haggis... But that's exactly what the recipe says, so it's probably some kind of innovation. ”

"Sounds a bit like the Scottish haggis pudding haggis?" Morgan Lefay looked puzzled, leaning on her waist and carefully moving forward, out of respect for the cake master Monica, she began to flip through the recipe that Hermione had placed on the coffee table, and asked inquiringly, "Could it be that Monica's new recipe is inspired by sweet meat pie?"

"It's a wild idea, Albus is a fan of sweet meat pie because of its sweetness, and I don't care much about haggis and I like innovative things... Let me try it. Grindelwald's brow lifted slightly, and he took the spoon in his hand, gracefully lowered the scoop of the cake, and then scooped a little haggis filling and mixed it into the spoon, and then put it in his mouth.

Grindelwald was stunned after chewing for a moment, and made some mun and mun sounds.

"Mr. Grindelwald, how does it taste?" asked Penelope, looking more impatient than Hermione.

Grindelwald didn't speak, he tried to squeeze out a smile but he didn't have the grace he had been, and then his throat squirmed, his head stretched forward as if uncontrollably, his cheeks bulging and deflating something, only a somewhat distorted smile and nodded—but everyone had realized that this suppressed expression did not bode well.

"Merlin, Hermione, the two pages of the heavy cheesecake in your recipe and the haggis pudding in the back are glued together!" Morgan Le Fay exclaimed, pointing to the paper on the recipe on the coffee table.

"May..."Grindelwald barely said half a syllable, and he uncontrollably propped his hands on the sofa, the movement seemed to be similar to the posture of Alan holding his hands on the library fence before, and then Grindelwald, who was swinging his legs, "vomited" again, except for the cake in his mouth, and the undigested pudding mixed with burgundy coke he wanted to use in the library before all spit on the floor of the living room of Harris's new manor, exuding a sweet and sour smell of sheep decay.

Daisy screamed, "Ravenclaw, Alan, when you were with Hermione... People shouldn't, at least shouldn't! The recipe has to be in the kitchen!"