Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 171 Hot Pot Shabu Meat and Pandas, Price [-] a piece!

"When a man speaks, he spittles and nails!"

Trump with an accent popped out of his mouth, and the pandaren stood on his head, and the butt that lacked a ring of hair was particularly conspicuous.

"But I can't hold back my urine now, how about I drink a jar of wine and show you later?"

Almost like teleporting, the pandaren who ran around the house upside down turned back instantly before the words he said before setting off fell to the ground.

"Forget it, forget it, you'd better go squat in the old forest to pee, the smell is too strong and irritating to the eyes."

Ron stretched out his hand and slapped his nose in disgust. To be honest, this ageless panda man was really fun. Although he claimed to be a grandpa with a great-grandson, this character seemed to ignore his old-fashioned nature.

"It's all here, come in and sit in the house, and that little girl too."

Changing back to his chubby figure, the pandaren waved to Hermione, and then walked towards his room with his hands behind his back while walking in a figure of eight stride.

The little Thunderbird flapped its wings and flew to Ron's shoulder, then he took Hermione's hand and walked into the huge bamboo house.

Unexpectedly, the room is very warm.

A burning stove is also made of bamboo, but the bamboo that does not change color after being burned must have been processed by magic or something else. There is a tumbling grilled fish, and a pot of bubbling hot pot, with bright red chili spices tumbling in it, but I don't know what is rolling in it.

A dozen clear bamboo shoots were placed in a large iron pot, and there were several tooth marks on the edge of the iron pot, which made it impossible to tell whether it was a container or a snack.

The pandaren, who was happily smoking a pipe on a rocking chair and gnawed a mouthful of bamboo shoots from time to time, was leisurely and happy. He pointed to the pile of bamboo used for the fire.

"There are no chairs at home, so I have enough food and clothing by myself."

"Crack~"

Ron slapped his hands, and the two bamboo chairs with backrests were instantly completed.

"Hey! New technology! Nicolas May has come up with some new tricks in the past few years. It's really interesting."

"You two are students of Beauxbatons? But the accent doesn't sound like it, Hogwarts?"

"Yes, Hogwarts second year, both Hermione and I."

stare~~~
The pandaren looked at Ron suspiciously.

"Your boy is 12 years old?"

"no?"

"I believe you when you say you're twenty. What did you grow up with, you little bastard? You're 12 years old. You started practicing martial arts in your mother's womb and you wouldn't be able to fight with me. You're outrageous. You're better than us pandas." People are outrageous."

"Well." Ron could only scratch his head, "Extraordinary talent, my ancestor is probably King Arthur, and atavism is more serious, so some things are born to master."

"Bloodline inheritance, that's understandable." The pandaren nodded. It's not like he hasn't seen this kind of thing in his hometown, but it's really rare to have one in a small place like England. "I just said you don't have any rules at all." , but it still looks good when you use it, so that’s how it is, you can return to your ancestors after more than 1000 years, and you are not bad.”

"Red dragon blood, if this is thrown in the United States, those bastards in Kassel will probably try to make a specimen of you, don't go there for a stroll, those barbarians are yelling at Jiebao all day long Cooking is free, I wish I could throw people into the pot and stew."

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet. Although I don't like people in England, you're okay. If you plan to go for a walk in Huaxia someday, I'll get you a letter of recommendation, otherwise you won't be able to go to some good places. Eh."

"Ron Weasley, a student of Mr. Flamel."

"I'm Hermione Granger, but I haven't passed Mr. Flamel's exam yet"

"For small things, he has allowed you to come here, and it's almost almost here, just perform normally, just work hard."

The panda man waved his hand. He and Nicolas May are old acquaintances. If the old man is willing to let someone in, it means that he agrees in his heart. Otherwise, the name of a family member will not be good in the eyes of Nicolas. Well, this guy has lived for a long time, so he is somewhat eccentric.

"You two just call me rolling, do you want to try hot pot? It's hard to taste the taste of my hometown here."

"Wait, fuck off?" Ron tilted his head a little strangely, "Is this name really... a bit too simple?"

"It's too long to remember, and don't you think it's cute?"

Gun Gun tugged at his big face, "We've all grown up like this, what's wrong with being cute? Are you not convinced?"

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He said something uncute in a tone that was not cute at all, but this chubby appearance was too confusing, and there was no reason to refute his remarks.

Could this be the racial talent that is said to have been rewarded by the heavens and forcefully fed by opening his mouth?
"Oh, well, it's what you say it is."

Ron sighed helplessly, and then clapped his hands to make two pairs of chopsticks, a pair of knife and fork, and two bowls. The hot hot pot was placed in front of them, and they could grab it by moving their buttocks.

Just as Ron was taking out the dragon meat from the space bag, and was about to teach Hermione to cook a dragon meat hot pot with chopsticks, Hermione, who couldn't bear it any longer, asked Gun Gun with anticipation:
"Are there any pandas here besides you?"

"I saw it once in the zoo, but there were too many people, and I was squeezed away without being able to take a second look."

Hermione bit her lip lightly. As a child who loved learning since childhood, to be honest, she even rarely went to the zoo when she was a child, and spent most of her time reading and studying.

"Don't! Don't be sad! Why are you wronged?"

Immediately, he slapped the chair and got up, Gun Gun howled out of the window, Hermione's voice full of expectations and a little grievance seemed to make Gun Gun a little deaf, after all, he had a cute face, and sometimes his heart Very soft.

"Nico can be regarded as our good friend. To be honest, although France also participated in that coalition, but the French wizard who surrendered upon meeting."

Gun Gun scratched his chin, "We really don't have much dislike for them, the French food is quite delicious."

"Nike has a good reputation with us. Of course, there are pandas in his garden, but it's winter, and everyone is hiding in their dens to sleep, and they will come later."

"Yo, your kid can eat it!" Rolling back from the window saw Ron throwing frozen slices of dragon meat into the hot pot. The paper-thin slices of meat can be eaten after rinsing. These were originally prepared for Thestrals frozen meat, but now it’s not a problem to eat two bites by myself.

"Come, come, get me a few catties too, but it's a pity it's not Fireball Dragon, that guy's meat is delicious, tender and bouncy, very palatable!"

They took a bite of the iron pot and picked up the dragon meat with chopsticks, chewing it with a 'crackling' sound and eating it happily. While they were eating happily, there were a lot of snow trampling sounds outside the house .

Several round, black and white big balls squeezed in from the door, followed by two corgi-sized little guys, they rolled into a ball, and rolled to Rolling's feet.

"so cute!"

Hermione wanted to reach out but didn't dare to do so and let out a scream. The big and small balls with snowflakes on them completely poked her cute spots. What could be more gratifying than stroking a panda what?

Yes, that is four at a time.

"Here, take these bamboo shoots and feed them. They have a good temper and are not aggressive."

Gun Gun, who had passed a pot of bamboo shoots, continued to grab the meat in the hot pot with Ron. As a panda, they were not monks who didn't eat meat.

Seeing Hermione smiling happily leaning on two giant pandas with a small dumpling in each hand, Ron couldn't help but happily ate two more pieces of meat. It was the first time he had eaten this spicy and delicious hot pot in two years. , the last time I ate hot pot was in my previous life.

While chewing and stuffing meat into his mouth, Ron puffed his cheeks and asked Rolling:

"What was the situation back then? It was about the Eight-Nation Allied Forces."

"Hey, that shit happened more than a hundred years ago."

Gun Gun waved his hand, then picked up a gourd and poured tons of wine into his mouth.

"Didn't it catch up with the division and civil strife at that time? Everyone wanted to take a bite. At that time, several countries encouraged Muggles to take the lead and sent four thousand or five thousand wizards."

"Then I was beaten, but thanks to you guys."

"Eh~~"

"The civil strife is over. They felt that it was meaningless to fight among themselves, so they held a meeting to see who killed more, and finally successfully completed the dynasty change. How many times have they been changed? They have experience. Anyway, it’s the same for everyone, and after a few hundred years, people will have to be replaced.”

"Four to five thousand wizards are about the population of the two villages in our hometown. Isn't beating you the same as beating your son?"

"By the way, we don't call them wizards, we call them practitioners. There were about [-] practitioners in the whole of China at that time. Now it has roughly doubled. Beating you is like beating your grandson."

"It's old time, anyway, apart from drinking, it's not interesting to be honest."

"Actually, it's just the French chicken thieves. When they meet, they raise a white flag. I was there at the time, and I was taken aback. What kind of war is this, playing house?"

"However, France also saved the dead. The remaining 4000 people were killed within half an hour, and none of them escaped. Thirty-three thousand and four thousand, they took the lead?"

"Nicole May later came to make peace as a representative of European wizards. Unfortunately, except for the fact that he didn't hurt a single hair at that time, he finally lost a little to Gallon's France. There are still contacts, but the magic world has broken off diplomatic relations for more than a hundred years, and I heard that there are signs of reconciliation recently, but I didn't pay attention."

"You guys are actually alright. The little Japan that lives next door to us was almost killed. It has been our vassal state for more than 800 years, but it still wants to come to eat peaches. The Onmyoji over there was directly cut off. Gen, if Abe Jingming knew what these idiots did, he would crawl out of the grave and sacrifice blood to shikigami one by one."

"Ouch! That's a beautiful job."

Ron picked up a large plate of meat and stuffed it into his mouth whole, belching loudly, these things are really enough to eat.

"Hey~ If you little guy wants to rebuild Holy Great Britain, do you want me to help you sponsor? I will charge [-]% for the benefits."

"Pull it down, it's so tiring and boring." Ron waved his hand and rejected this unreliable proposal, "I'm not the king of knights, and with our family's ancestral peeing, I probably have to be a bad boy." King who understands people's hearts, whoever is willing to suffer that anger can go alone, anyway, I have no such idea."

"And I'm not short of money now. Although I won't be a waste who just eats and waits to die, but if I have money, it's not good to travel and see everywhere?"

"That's right, do you want to drink? The [-]-degree sweet potato roast is very exciting."

"I'm only 12 years old"

"Then let me lick your chopsticks?"

"I don't dare to drink wine that farts."

"Fuck, don't tell me why my fart was so loud just now, my butt is numb, and it's still a little chilly now, so I can't have diarrhea in the middle of the night if I'm hairless?"

Thinking of the firecracker battle that was still fresh in his memory, Gun Gun suddenly drank a mouthful of wine to suppress his shock, and ate a pot of bamboo shoots and chewed half of the iron pot by the way.

"By the way, would you like to give me one of these little dumplings? Hermione quite likes it."

Ron picked up a black and white dumpling and rubbed his face, and finally stuffed a bamboo shoot to stop the little guy's cute 'beep'.

"It's okay to borrow it from you for decades, but it's impossible to give it away. Remember to raise it until it's white and fat, and then return it. Two thousand galleons a year, not including bamboo."

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"Then I want two."

"The price is eight thousand, including bamboo."

"Why do you still have a super double? Shouldn't it be discounted?"

"I wrapped bamboo, and you are rich, who would you kill if you don't?"

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"You and this panda are really the same species?"

Ron looked at the cute little guy, then glanced at the black roll, grinning for a while.

"Relationship, pandaren and pandas are not the same, just like horses and horses, people and orangutans, can this be the same?"

"However... why do you really look like an orangutan?"

"." Ron glared at the pandaren with a silly smile, trying to kill him with his eyes.

"By the way, those with magic power and those without magic power are two different species. When they grow up, these few can wrestle with fire dragons and knock them over. They can bite the dragon scales in one bite, and they can grow up to 12 years old. Mi Gao, they are all children now, they are still far from adulthood, they will become adults at 120 years old, and they can live to be three or four hundred years old."

"How is it? Are you excited?"

"walk slowly."

Ron clutched his bleeding wallet with heartache, but there was nothing he could do, after all, he couldn't refuse this cute little dumpling.

"It looks like I'm going to study the 4.0 version. This money is not hard enough."

(End of this chapter)