Hogwarts Food Master

"Wow! This is the legendary Murasame kitchen knife? It seems really powerful."

Anna's eyes were full of stars. She carefully touched the handle of the knife with her fingers. This time, there was no hurting cold air like before.

Peipei reached out and picked up the kitchen knife and played with it on the palm of her hand. For a girl, the kitchen knife was a bit heavy, but the weight was balanced. With a slight dance, the cold air seemed to cut through space.

Anna excitedly brought a lot of radishes from the storage room, "Come and try the knife and see how sharp it is!"

Pepe said very seriously, "Stop being ridiculous, this is not a toy, this is the knife that the boss uses for competition... However, I, as the deputy, have the responsibility to test the knife for the chef..."

"Yes...yes! That's right! And if this knife can't even cut a carrot, does it qualify as Wang Chao's kitchen knife, right? We are doing our job conscientiously, not playing."

Hearing what Anna said, Pepe became even more excited, "You throw a carrot over and I'll try the knife, just try it!"

Anna nodded excitedly, grabbed a carrot and threw it into the air.

brush!

Peipei swung his knife to meet him, and it felt as if before the blade of the knife touched the carrot, the carrot was split into two halves in the middle.

"It's such a good knife. Cutting a carrot is like cutting air."

Peipei looked at the blade of the knife in amazement and found that there was not even a trace of water on it. It would take a lot of effort to cut such a large radish with an ordinary knife. She usually had to use magic to cut radishes. But magic, like machine intelligence in the Muggle world, will only operate according to the framework designed by the curse.

Therefore, the cut radishes are often very thick, and the waste is very serious.

Wang Chao hated wasting food, so Peipei had to use a kitchen knife to cut it.

The problem is that she doesn't do much exercise at ordinary times. Her magic power is very strong, but her physical strength is extremely weak. Moreover, she also has anorexia. She is sweating every time she cuts hard vegetables such as radishes.

Billy often wanted to come over to help, but Wang Chao stopped him. Without doing some physical labor and consuming a lot of energy, how could anorexia be cured?

The only way to treat anorexia is to keep her doing physical work, which will correct her sooner or later.

When your physical strength is exhausted, give me medicine and continue to work. Anyway, the medicine to restore physical strength will not cure my stomach. I will be tired until my eyes glow green, and I will eat a piece of bread when I see a piece of bread. As long as you follow this method, there is no cure in the world. of anorexia.

But there is a major premise for this, that is, the patient must be as obedient and obedient as Pepe. If a prickly person stops doing anything and just lies down, it will not be cured.

However, even though Pepe was surprised, from Anna's point of view everything was so ordinary.

Isn't it just a cut, and then the carrot breaks into two halves and falls off?

What's this?Give me a knife and I can cut you into four halves. Look at the boss with Pepe's mouth hanging open. It looks like he has never seen anything in the world.

"That's it?" Anna spit out the chewing gum and it flew away. She came over and grabbed the Murasame kitchen knife and weighed it in her hand.

For a vampire, the Murasame kitchen knife is very light.

"Snapped!"

Anna slapped the chopping board hard, and the remaining five big radishes flew into the air. The kitchen knife in her hand was dancing, and the radishes fell like snowflakes.

"Wow! Wow!" Anna yelled, "It's so fast, I can't stop, I can't stop at all!"

Soon, all the radishes turned into thin pieces and fell everywhere, especially Pepe, who was watching from the sidelines. There were radish pieces on his head, shoulders, and neck.

"Who said this was all just now? You ended up having so much fun!" Peipei took the radish fragments away from her neck dissatisfied. The cold feeling against her skin was too uncomfortable.

Anna's face turned red with excitement, and she said loudly, "Get some more hard things, like big bones, get more of them, this is so fun."

Pepe said hesitantly, "Isn't this bad? We agreed to try the knife, and we have already tried it."

Anna encouraged, "What are you talking about? With such a powerful sword, just cut a carrot? This is too wasteful. Just listen to me. We are doing this for the boss's benefit. If this knife doesn't work, we will go find Mr. Miyazaki right away." Thieves exchange goods, this is the sous chef in charge..."

"Oh well..."

Peipei was easily convinced. First of all, she wanted to continue trying the knife. She could cut things that she usually had such a hard time with, and now she could cut them easily. This kind of refreshing feeling was something that most people could not experience.

On the other hand... what Anna said makes sense. What if the old thief Miyazaki made a defective product to fool the boss?

Since it is said to be a product that is as good as fairy knives, isn't it easy to cut a few big bones?

If it can't be done, it must be a fake product. When the time comes, go to the old thief Miyazaki to argue and humiliate him!

Pepe is as warm as spring to her own people, but to her enemies, she is like the cold wind of midwinter...

......

In the infirmary of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Mark Sandwich was lying on the bed wiping tears.

Fudge just said that he would have to be sent to Azkaban for at least a year.

This is different from what I said before...

The transaction said that as long as he took Miyamoto and others into the kitchen with the surveillance spell and tried to drag them in, then he would have made a meritorious service.

I was doing what I agreed to do, even if it was to deal with those house elf traitors, although the magic used looked scary, it was just light and shadow effects, and it was actually not very painful. Otherwise, if it was really done, two whips would be enough. By making house elves faint from pain, can you also give them a chance to spray themselves?

As for the location of the storage cabinet, Mark already knew it, and he didn't even think about who his ancestor was. Even though Sir Sither was just a portrait, in fact, his true identity was equivalent to the guardian of the kitchen, integrated with the kitchen.

Otherwise, how can any magical portrait persist for more than 1000 years without losing its magic?

The Sisel family has been in control of the kitchen for thousands of years. As the last descendant, even if I can't continue to be the kitchen manager, I can still work as a handyman.

Mark knew that he was trying his best. He had almost no cooking skills, and his only skill was bargaining with others. Coupled with the glory of the Sisser family, he had some connections in the food market.

The problem is that a thousand-year inheritance cannot be cut off on one's own body, no matter what method is used...

But if he is really imprisoned in Azkaban, let alone return to Hogwarts, I am afraid that the British wizarding world may not be able to tolerate him.

Just when Mark was extremely entangled, Dumbledore suddenly appeared next to him, almost scaring Mark to death.

"Dumbledore? You can't even make a sound when you walk?"

Mark asked with a trembling voice.

Dumbledore stared at him with a scrutinizing gaze and said, "You didn't say much, did you?"

Mark nodded vigorously and said, "Of course, this is my last chance. No matter who asks me, I will never sell you!"