Old friends who haven't seen each other for many years will always talk endlessly, especially when a friend who thought he was dead suddenly "resurrected" in front of you, which will cause everyone to shout and ask for warmth.

It didn't matter until seven or eight o'clock in the evening, when Solan Lian cried out that she was hungry, that everyone noticed that the sun was about to set.

In summer, especially in high-latitude areas like the Scottish Highlands, it is normal to have dark skies at seven or eight o'clock.

It's too late to make dinner, after all, Aunt Molly is also a good woman who can't cook without rice, and Sirius didn't bring that annoying house-elf Kreacher, but Louis said that there was no need to rush, he had already prepared.

Bringing friends and family to the restaurant on the first floor, Luis gave them a grand introduction to self-heating hot pot.

He unpacked the hot pot - it was all processed by Kromie, there was no text on it, not even a tutorial. But don't worry, at least Louis has eaten before, and he is familiar with it.

Unpacking the meat packet and pouring it into the box, as well as the hot pot base, Louis added cold water to the two layers - embarrassingly, because he hadn't used it for a long time, he actually forgot to put the heating packet, and Emma reminded him, so he remembered to open the heating bag and throw it into the bottom layer.

Looking at the white steam coming out of the air hole on the lid, everyone was in awe.

"Has Muggle food advanced to this extent?" Mr. Wesley had a solemn expression on his face, and he looked back at the hot pot that was still steaming, and he looked a little eager to try it.

Louis took out a bunch of small hot pots and distributed them to everyone one by one: "There are tomato-flavored ones, and there are spicy ones, and those who don't like spicy food can eat tomatoes, have you memorized the steps clearly?" Seeing that everyone was nodding, he waved his hand, "Okay, let's get started."

Emma didn't clean up the hot pot in front of her, but beckoned to Louis, "Good son, come with me."

Louis followed her out with trepidation, I don't know why, he always felt a little weak when facing his mother.

Walking into the next room, Emma closed the door, clasped her hands, and looked at Louis with a playful look.

"I'm your own, my mother." Louis threw his hands up and made a Dharma bow – he was telling the truth.

Emma sneered, "My son is so skilled in performing the Dharma ceremony......

Louis has a black line on his face, you are a Seris, my mother, how can you ...... How can you be so skilled in milking?

But then again, some of the jokes on the Internet in later generations were contributed by the Seris, of course, there are not as many as the British.

"Well, don't put on this face, if you weren't my son, I wouldn't have come to you through a spell." Emma patted Louis on the shoulder and smiled slyly, "There's only one thing that called you—do you have snail powder?" I'm so hungry for this ......."

She had a pitiful expression, and it seemed that she was really hungry.

"Where were you from in your last life?" Louis asked curiously, he had been guessing that his mother was from the traverser. ….

"Jemsterdam's, this life." Emma shook her head, as if she had seen through Louis's thoughts, and chuckled, "I'm not a time-traveler, I've just read a book called Harry Potter."

"And ...... you?" Louis was shocked, and for a moment he didn't know if his mother was lying or telling the truth, "Where did you get this book?"

"Questioning your mother? Stinky boy!" Emma squinted, and quickly recovered, "I used to spend some time in parallel worlds when I was ten years old, well, according to the Common Era, it should be more than thirty years later...... Okay, don't ask this question too much, you just have to say yes or no!"

Louis opened the door and shouted, "Chromie!"

Chromie ran over on his short legs.

"The whole snail flour ......," Louis said with some embarrassment, "I'm really sorry for you, my mother is a bit hungry for this."

It was his first time

I'm sorry for Chromie, it's not that I think it's bothering Chromie, but I think snail noodles are a bit ...... Well, a bit like a bioweapon.

Chromie looked at Louis and then at Emma, with a look of disgust, "Why do you like this?"

Emma didn't speak, and looked to the side with a little red cheeks.

"Okay, I can't really do anything about you mother and son." Chromie reached out and pulled out more than a dozen bags of snail noodles: "I was going to keep it for Majesty Insela's smell back to Azeroth—for His Majesty Insela's food, but now I'll give you half of it."

"What are you doing for Inserra?" Louis took the snail flour and asked curiously.

Chromie sneezed, "She's always like to sleep, their dream dragons - you know, Tyral, Letthorne, Yinsenlion, and Amerys, all four of them are good friends of mine, but they always like to sleep and sometimes get corrupted by dream demons, I wanted to see if this thing can make them feel more energetic."

"I don't know if it's their luck or bad luck for a friend like you." Louis spread his hands and summoned Christasa to stay here and cook snail noodles for his mother.

Why didn't he get his hands dirty? Good question, mainly because Louis dislikes this thing because it smells too big, and it is unclear if someone comes over out of nowhere.

Chromie didn't stay here either, she ran away on her short legs.

Unfortunately, Emma grabbed Louis.

Small, want to run?

"My dear darling, are you going to leave your dear mother alone?" Emma's eyes flashed with a twinkle called unhappy, not weird, but very unhappy.

"Okay." Louis had no choice but to take the small electric pot from Christasza's hand and reluctantly began to cook snail noodles for Emma.

"Is this one of your little girlfriends too?" Emma looked at Christasa with some curiosity.

Louis looked at the dragon maid with a flushed face and said with a smile, "Well, yes."

As a result, the dragon maid squatted on the ground, her hands covered her flushed face, and the top of her head began to steam like a small hot pot.

She really didn't expect that she, as a mount and maid, would be able to get a verbal title from Louis. She doesn't expect too much, and since she learned of her fate on another timeline, she has been content with her current life..........

Besides, for Louis, the life-saver and master, it is impossible not to have a little heart in his heart.

"Yo, what a lovely little girl." Emma smiled and picked up Christasa, took her hand and asked, "Tell Auntie, how old are you?"

"Thirteen thousand four hundred and twenty-one, Auntie." Christasa replied honestly.

Emma:?

When I put a question mark, it's not that I have a problem, it's that I think you have a problem.

"You little girlfriend, aren't you ......" Emma turned to Louis and bent her head.

By extension, she is not a little mentally ill.

"She's not human, Mom, she's a dragon." Louis smiled and explained, "It stands to reason that it is a magical creature, but it is a very advanced kind, at least much more advanced than humans."

"I see, then you better stop calling me Auntie......" Emma looked at the 10,000-year-old "little girl" in her hand with some heart, still a little unable to adapt to the truth.

Louis spread his hands and began to pour in the sour shoots.

"It's coming!" He shouted in a deep voice.

Christasza looked up at Louis in confusion, and saw that he had carefully opened a package, as if he were a biological weapon, and he squeezed the contents into the pot, and soon, the little flavor came up.

At that moment, she seemed to feel like she had arrived at the Blue Wing Perch.

She hadn't smelled it a few times in more than 10,000 years, of course

It seems that for the first time, this taste ...... It's not easy to describe, if you have to give an adjective, it is smelly and smelly, and smelling it is a bit homesick.

Immediately after, there was a dry grunt, and Christasa almost didn't throw up.

It seems that the dragon's endurance is also limited, at least the red dragon is not sensitive to this taste.

"Well, it looks like you're not used to the smell." Louis thumped his chest, poured the snail flour into the bowl, brushed the pot dry with a cleaning charm, and left the room as if he were fleeing.

Louis ran back to the dining room, leaning against the wall and gasping for air, with a hint of the aftermath of the disaster.

Even if this thing is in his previous life, he is grateful to Bu Min for coming.

Snail noodles are such a thing, people who like it really like it, but people who are not used to eating it are real, and they are a little unaccustomed to even smelling it.

"What's wrong with you?" Bill, who was facing him, asked curiously, sweating profusely and hissing in his mouth, apparently spicy from the hot pot.

But it didn't delay his cooking speed in the slightest, and after saying this, he picked up a quick head of powder, and the storm inhaled it into his mouth.

"My mom eats snail noodles next door." Louis said with a calm face.

"Snail noodles?" Ye Ziyan showed a vigilant look: "Why didn't you say it earlier if you have such a good thing?"

Yes, another heavy lover of snail noodles - this one probably ate it locally.

"Then you go next door, there are a dozen more bags, enough for you to eat." Louis gestured to Emma's room next door. ….

Ye Ziyan put down the small hot pot in his hand that had not yet started, stood up and walked out. Seeing Ye Ziyan's movements, Solan Lian also hurriedly put down the hot pot in her hand and followed her out.

After a while, Solanlian walked back with a calm face.

"What's wrong, Sister Leanne? Why don't you go?" Louis asked knowingly.

"Oh, I don't like that powdered food." Solanlian reached out and pinched Louis's little face and sat back in her place.

Sirius saw Solan Liane walking back and stood up, ready to go next door to see what Emma was eating.

After a while, Louis heard an earth-shattering "vomit" and a clear cry: "Levrpus! (Upside down Admiralty)"

He spread his hands, it seemed that Sirius had enjoyed the upside-down golden bell greeting from his mother after more than ten years.

I just don't know if he misses this upside-down golden bell or not, but it seems that he doesn't object.

……

After dinner, Louis went back to his bedroom and was about to rest with his girlfriend when he saw the door open and Emma's head poked in.

"Ziyan!" She called.

"What's wrong, sister?" Ye Ziyan stopped taking off her clothes and turned her head to ask.

"Still called sister? Didn't you tell you to call me Mommy?" Emma had a wicked smile on her face.

Ye Ziyan's movements froze halfway, she turned her head, she knew Emma's character very well, and she knew very well that she came to tease her this time.

She guessed correctly, and Emma grinned and said, "I won't disturb my daughter-in-law," and closed the door and went back to Solan Lian's room.

"It's so angry!" Ye Ziyan snorted and said, angry, but there was nothing he could do.

"Okay, okay, do you still have the same acquaintance as her?" Louis put his arm around her shoulders and whispered in her ear, "You don't know what my mother's personality is, plus she lost half of her soul, it's normal to act like a child, bear with me."

"I'm not angry." Ye Ziyan leaned her head on Louis's shoulder and whispered, "It's just that it's not good to go on like this, we can't let Sister Yu lose half of her soul all the time......

"Don't worry, there will be a way before the car reaches the mountain." Louis patted her little waist, and Catherine changed into pajamas and sat next to Louis.

"Alright, lie down, like that

It's a hurry, after all, we don't know where her other half of her soul is hidden." Louis rolled over with a harrier and took them both to the bed.

"You didn't ask Chromie or Christasza?" Catherine rubbed her foot against Louis's calf.

Louis sighed, "Yes, Chromie said that it was not in the Overworld—at least not for two thousand years, and she guessed that it should be in heaven or hell."

"That's bad." Ye Ziyan said in a low voice, "Angels and demons are both cautious, no matter which side gets Sister Yu's soul, I'm afraid they won't give it back to her easily......

"If you don't give them, you'll kill them." Louis's eyes lit up with a bloodthirsty light: "When we get stronger, we will fight to heaven, and Lao Tzu will pull Michael by the collar and let her take care of her brother Lucifer."

Ye Ziyan turned over and straddled Louis's body, pinched his collar, and hummed, "I think some people are the most deserving of discipline...... I have so many foreign appearances in front of Sister Yu, and some people are responsible for history!"

Who would have thought that as soon as the words fell, she felt her small waist being encircled, and Catherine's voice came from her ears.

"How can this kind of thing be without me? Aunt Liv?".

The dragon daughter of the Lin family