Hogwarts Food Master

Grindelwald smiled, poured a cup of tea for Wang Chao, and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking about?"

Wang Chao hummed, and the recipe for the decoction mixture given by Professor Snape was placed in front of Grindelwald.

"I'm wondering who our Professor Snape plotted against you. Please take a look at this first."

Grindelwald laughed dumbly, picked up the formula and glanced at it, scratching his chin with interest, "Professor Snape is a talent. You see, when his consciousness is about to be lost, his handwriting is still not messy. Although I I'm very conceited, but if I were to change places with him, to be honest, I couldn't do it."

Wang Chao picked up the formula and said calmly, "I didn't say there was something wrong with his consciousness. Do we still have to play riddles? He was plotted by you!"

Grindelwald raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "I'm wronged. What a huge injustice. I didn't deliberately set a trap for people. What I did was just what a normal BOSS should do. The memory I gave to Brother Kane I added a lock and a bomb. If someone wants to steal their memories, they will encounter the lock. That is a warning. If you ignore the warning and continue to explore their memories, you will encounter the bomb I set. , but this bomb is actually just a warning. If someone defuses this bomb, the real bomb will detonate automatically. I sensed a bomb exploding before, but I didn’t expect that Professor Snape was caught. What a fate. An interesting thing, I didn’t expect this bomb to actually send you here.”

Wang Chao nodded. Everything was so coincidental that one could not help but suspect that everything was arranged by someone.

There is no need for Grindelwald to lie, because he is already under his control, and Pepe and Credence are his weaknesses.

That's why Grindelwald is so confident.

Wang Luo stopped talking and drank tea quietly.

As time passed, the closer it got to midnight, the more nervous the food hunters looked.

Those who are willing to risk their lives and venture into the Demonic Realm to grab the Sun Fruit almost all have a reason to come.

For example, John wants to marry the girl he likes, Kievan Rus wants to save his wife, etc.

But there are only so many sun fruits. Although Grindelwald has always been known for keeping his word, legends are just legends and cannot be accurate.

Grindelwald is over 100 years old, what if he wants to be younger?

Can anyone organize him?

So everyone seems to be in harmony on the surface, but deep down they are still uneasy.

Finally, Wang Chao's pocket watch hands passed twelve o'clock.

The sun fruit tree, which was emitting bright light, suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance as a whole.

The huge tree trunk became transparent, and thick veins appeared in the trunk. Like water pipes, they transported the energy emitting golden light all the way to the crown of the tree and injected it into the sun fruits.

The Sun Fruit, which was originally as huge as a basketball, now seemed to be shrinking, slowly shrinking, and finally became the size of a fist.

"Snapped!"

A sun fruit ripened and fell. Grindelwald waved his hand, and the sun fruit turned in mid-air and landed on the coffee table.

The small sun fruit looks very inconspicuous, just like a lumpy golden orange, unremarkable and very inconspicuous.

Who would have thought that such a small fruit could have the lives of dozens of people on it.

The sun fruit is like a small heart, emitting the pulse of life very slowly.

Everyone gathered around curiously and observed carefully.

At this time, more sun fruits fell from the trees, and under Grindelwald's magic, they all landed on the coffee table.

The whole process lasted about an hour before it was over.

When the last sun fruit fell to the ground, the light on the sun fruit tree slowly disappeared, and finally turned into a dry, huge, and very ugly tree.

The leaves of the sun fruit tree fell one after another. After a burst of magical wind blew, all the leaves floated towards the entrance with the wind.

The leaves of these sun fruit trees will be scattered throughout the magical world during this period.

After 30 years, the sun fruit tree will open the door to the devil again and let another group of people with leaves in to start the next reincarnation.

On the coffee table, there are 38 sun fruits.

This is 38 gold galleons. Rich people outside are willing to spend sky-high prices to buy them.

If you can grab all these fruits, you won’t have to struggle anymore in this life.

Grindelwald patted the table, and the fruits separated automatically, "The twenty here are mine, and the eighteen over there are divided between you. I know Wang Chao and the others only want one. Brothers Kane, do you want it?"

Smith Kane smiled slightly and said, "I never have too much money, but this sun fruit is too dirty, so we brothers still don't want it, so as not to attract any unnecessary curses."

The two brothers, who had seen the true face of the sun, felt inexplicably sick.

The Sun Fruit Tree's behavior is very similar to Voldemort's.

Grindelwald patted Sasha beside him and said, "You are still young, so don't ask for it. In this case, John and you food hunters will be six people in total, two pills each. Kievan Rus and Sheva will also have two pills each." "Wang Chao, take one. There is one left. Smith, you two brothers, take it. It's not easy to come here. You can't go back empty-handed."

Smith Kane is not a pretentious person. Since Grindelwald took care of him, he nodded and accepted it.

At this time, the impatient John said to Wang Chao, "Then don't wait, chef, hurry up and cook. I'm not an ignorant person. I have five hundred gold galleons on me, which can be regarded as a bit of hard work." ."

Other food hunters realized that it was definitely not a bad thing to be friends with a chef like Wang Chao, so they took out their money and piled it into a small gold mountain on the corner of the coffee table.

Wang Chao nodded and said, "Then I won't do ink anymore. Pepe, you take the money. I want to build a small kitchen. You all have to give in."

Everyone stepped back, and Wang Chao placed the special chef medal on the ground.

The kitchen utensils are spit out from the medal one by one. It is indeed very simple, but it is enough.

Wang Chao said to everyone, "I want live dough. You peel the sun fruit, cut it into small particles, and throw it into this basin."

After finishing speaking, Wang Chao said to Pepe, "You will stir the pulp later, and sprinkle in Paradise Island lemon juice to prevent the pulp from oxidizing."

Peipei nodded vigorously. This was a very common operation, and for a baking master like her, it was nothing.

Wang Chao tapped his magic wand, and a bag of high-grade wheat flour flew into the air, tilting out a long white dragon.

The flour spun around in the air and landed in an iron basin.

Meanwhile, he added the butter, milk and sugar to the pot.

"Burning flames!"

The magic flame quickly heated the pot, and the butter and sugar melted together. Wang Chao waved his hand, and the solution flew into the basin.