Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

Even the British aristocratic wizards who carry tradition and arrogance into their souls will not deny the exquisite delicacy of French cuisine.Especially when there is nothing to say but you have to bite the bullet and find a topic, those semi-cooked, fresh, tender, delicate and beautiful dishes with a wide selection of ingredients, fine processing, and exquisite cooking can at least make the atmosphere less embarrassing.

But the facts can only prove that no matter what kind of environment Lucius Malfoy is in, he seems to be more eye-catching than the dome with the crystal chandelier. His luxurious and delicate robes, his long straight platinum-blond hair, and his whole body It's as if he can automatically cast the fluorescent flashing spell silently, even if he wants others to ignore him.

The wine was as red as blood in the crystal glass.

"...France has announced that all Pegasus cannot be used for cooking since the 17th century, but the delicate and dense meat is still a favorite dish of many nobles even today. Although Hogwarts is the same as it was thousands of years ago, but There are some things that can’t be obtained with a remarkable reputation. For example, this restaurant, which is very famous in Europe, is actually the biggest buyer of Knockturn Alley. Now only Beauxbaton owns a huge silver-maned pegasus in Europe, and the ones he raises to deceive public opinion are 'gralings', they are not as beautiful as the silver-maned pegasus, but the meat is much more delicious."

Lucius Malfoy had already talked about the artistic style of the silverware on the table from the oil paintings on the wall, and finally had to stare at the dishes to find a topic. Basically, wherever the eyes of the two people on the opposite side looked, he said where.

Platinum nobles are usually very proud, as if they don't want to pay attention to people's appearance, but if they really need it, they certainly won't have nothing to say. For example, when they saw the savior but blurted out that Harry's clothes were very trendy, Draco didn't use Merlin. You know, anyone with eyes can see that poor messiah looks like a battered child in his baggy, shabby rough clothes.

What Lucius said in the tone and roundabout way that nobles like, actually didn't hear a few words.

Let's just say he only got one thing right today.

——Ordered a table of authentic and exquisite French dishes.

This is not something that can be found by mail-ordering a Muggle cookbook or a gourmet encyclopedia. If anyone can cook French cuisine at home, what is the need for a high-end restaurant?

Thousands of years ago, there was no official French cuisine, and even if there was, it was not as beautiful and delicious as it is now.

Don't think that Ling Cha had the opportunity to see a table of dishes that looked like high-end works of art in his previous life. Even if he had, could he use Pegasus as cooking ingredients?

So in the absence of Aerys, the most fundamental reason why Slytherin was unexpectedly good-tempered and let Lucius ramble from east to west, wasting a whole half an hour and still remained indifferent was that the two of them were fundamentally research demons. The sharp sense of taste and smell of the medicine, as well as the memory and judgment to distinguish the most subtle differences in dozens of complicated runes, were all used on the table full of dishes.

Before taking a few sips, he frowned and wondered how the taste came out.There are many kinds of condiments in French cuisine, many of which are very rare, and they like to use wine for seasoning. Although there are strict regulations on what kind of wine to use for what kind of dishes, the mellow taste is very effective in covering many things in a certain way. , For example, it is difficult to judge how long it has been baked in a cake with Sydney liqueur, so it seems to be an instant common idea to grab a French cook and go back.

So poor Lucius had no choice but to fumble through all the ingredients of the dishes on the table - those equally poor magical creatures that should have been protected by the Ministry of Magic of various countries - all, and finally had to completely admit that Slater Duke Lin's mind is hard to guess.

Lucius really couldn't tell that the two were exactly the same, except for indifference, what was the meaning of the slightly frowning and thinking expression (…)

His eyes stayed on the stewed pegasus belly in balsamic vinegar on the front silver plate, and Lucius Malfoy suddenly remembered something.

Iseron, a pegasus with a chestnut mane, is very common in Britain and Ireland, but it is beautiful in shape and not fast, and it is very bad that the meat is too hard, but it is a medieval British aristocratic wizard who went out except for flying carpets. You must know that aristocratic wizards who pay attention to status will not ride that kind of dilapidated and bad-tempered broom that likes tossing in the sky.

With his already somewhat stiff body moving with difficulty, Lucius could only hope that the Duke of Slytherin didn't like Pegasus.

Platinum nobles have been having nightmares since they knew that all the dementors had left Azkaban.

There are too many, those Death Eaters who were brought into Azkaban due to sudden changes and couldn’t escape in time, their crazy screams and their curses when they were on the verge of death, even if they were not crazy, they would still have been in Azkaban for more than ten years. Can you be sane?In the hearts of these people, every Death Eater who was still living well outside was a traitor, whether it was him Malfoy or Karkaroff.

He didn't want to look for Slytherin. Although the platinum nobles knew that even the Dark Lord would not dare to ignore this point, when they thought of the name Salazar Slytherin, the platinum nobles who would do anything for the sake of their family wanted to back down. impulse.

There's nothing more dangerous than trading your chances with a powerful Dark wizard.

Lucius could only tentatively say something.

"Fog has covered most of the UK."

The dementors were multiplying, and the cold fog lingered all day long, attracting complaints from Muggles and suspicion from wizards.

"Confining them in one place will make them dangerous and terrifying. What the dementors want is the pleasure in their souls, and absorb them to fill their rotting bodies." Salazar pushed the tall crystal glass aside, the smell of wine was serious It affected his judgment on the ingredients of that small bowl of brandy baked oysters.

"Thousands of years ago, wizards never cared about this kind of creature."

Muggles died of despair in war and poverty, conspiracy and terror grew in the already rotten upper class, and curses and betrayals, resentment and jealousy were everywhere.It is extremely difficult for dementors to find food. If there is immobile prey in front of them, they will certainly not refuse such a life.But what if one day they find out that there are more delicious and more food waiting for them?

The Ministry of Magic who thinks it can control this group of rotten monsters for generations is an idiot.

The Platinum Noble didn't make a sound.

The Ministry of Magic will always be a clown who jumps out after the fact and at a safe time. What Malfoy is worried about is that the news from Germany is getting more and more vague, which means that the Saints have completely controlled there, and even with Malfoy's Even with his ability, he couldn't get accurate information about what happened to Karkaroff.

——The principal Durmstrang who appeared at Hogwarts was perfect, and he wasn't even wrong because of the accident in Azkaban. This was the biggest mistake.

Because Igor Karkaroff is a cowardly wretch under his dark, mean and vicious shell.

"There is something that you may already know..."

Lucius spoke in the most flat tone, and nodded his right arm.

The sleeves suddenly rolled up automatically, and the skull pattern with snakes on the fair complexion looked extremely ferocious.It looked as if it had been soaked in water, with some fuzzy surroundings and distinct colors in the middle.

Then the sleeves fell down again.

It became clearer day by day, and even a burning pain started to appear a few days ago.

Voldemort is really being resurrected, and is already on the verge of rising from the dead.

"You know that prophecy, Malfoy?"

The platinum nobleman finally had a word to continue to test, but the next second, his words got stuck in his throat.

Nothing is more penetrating and terrifying than the deep lake-green pupils, as if they can’t penetrate everything, coldly reflecting everything they try to visit, as if just that one glance is enough to freeze the blood, trembling and difficult to approach, Those are eyes that are truly indifferent to life and death. Only people who don't care about killing and blood at all, and who don't believe in everything, will stare at others with the eyes of seeing dead things.

"Two can only live one..."

The cold words overflowing from his lips were like a curse, oppressing people so hard to breathe, Ling Cha pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, and smiled meaninglessly: "Using the blood to set the magic, anyone who has ill will against that boy can't do it." Touching him, the savior, can actually save him. I should say that you, who always maintain etiquette and wear gloves, have a good habit?"

The platinum nobleman froze there, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Rush over now, maybe you will only get a few heartbreakers."

"...Your Excellency, what do you mean..." Lucius felt his throat was dry and he couldn't make a sound.

It's as if trying to avoid meeting those eyes, but accidentally bumping into another pair that is exactly the same.

"Only fear can stop everything, only blood can melt blood."

His slender fingers tapped the edge of the table lightly, without a smile, but with a cold sarcasm.

"What are you supposed to do and what are you not to do,"

"For your so-called family,"

"There is no substitute for choice."

If there is anything more frightening than a prophecy, it is the exact same tone now, if you close your eyes, you will almost think it is a person without the slightest intermittent voice.

"You shouldn't come to ask us, the truth is always crueler than reality."

Outside the high-profile and elegant restaurant, the wizards who came and went in Diagon Alley worrying about little things, envious of people who want more, no one noticed that in a remote and abandoned corner, there was a girl wearing a pink Muggle plush dress, He looked at a litter of newborn kittens with bright eyes. They were stuffed in a broken shoe box. Their fur was mottled, ugly and thin, and they were so hungry that they couldn't even make a weak cry. It seemed that they had been born since birth. Haven't eaten anything, huddled together with eyes open.

She picked up the broken box and ran out.

The more you have, the more you want, and at least all the wizards who saw this girl didn't understand what she was laughing at—they were three kittens who were so ugly that they didn't even want to look at them.