Chapter 357 Fans Of Spectators
Auditorium of Hogwarts, long table of the Slytherin Common Room.
Due to the differences in the atmosphere of the different houses, Slytherin has always been among the four houses of Hogwarts. The most tranquil and decent presence during dinner. Except for the sound of cutlery clashing, the students rarely imitate Gryffindor being noisy or make rude sounds while chewing like Hufflepuff.
As for the Ravenclaw house... Although their personality is introverted, it is reasonable to say that it is also difficult to ask a house with almost a 90% female student ratio to be quiet on the largest gossip platform.
As always, today's long Slytherin table remains the quietest area in the whole hall.
The only difference is that, unlike the elegance and grace, the long table of the Slytherin house at this moment looks more like a silent cemetery. Each student seems to be a ghost that has lost its color, and their eyes lack life. They looked at the infamous plate of food in front of them.
The entire Slytherin Academy was enveloped in an indescribable and wonderful smell, accompanied by the laughter from the other three house tables. An atmosphere called despair began to spread among the Slytherin wizards.
"Grilled durian with charcoal, cilantro egg tart, leek box, canned herring, demon pepper sauce..."
Draco Malfoy solemnly read the names of the dishes on the table, then slowly turned his head, no trace of blood could be seen on his pale face, he looked at the group leader with a pleading look, his voice slightly trembling as he asked.
"So, are you sure they are really the plants we planted? Have you made a mistake...?"
"I just made a special correction just now, and I didn't make a mistake. These are the ones we planted in the garden."
Germafari's face was full of despair, and her bright eyes were disappointed.
If memory serves, this will be the fate of the Slytherin house in the next semester. Perhaps the dishes will change, but the type of plant used as the main ingredient has been determined not to change.
As Tong Kraft once said, the oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear; the oldest and most powerful fear comes from the unknown.
Faced with these foods that exude a strong ominous atmosphere in appearance, smell, or even in name, almost all Slytherin wizards lost the courage to try them for the first time, and all reached out to take bread and lettuce from the table. The bread and lettuce are not delicious, but at least they are not dangerous.
As the first person began to reach for the bread, the "Slytherin Table War" broke out completely, and in less than five minutes, not a single crumb of bread or lettuce was left on the long table.
And those empty golden plates were not refilled with bread and lettuce. Like the other three houses, Slytherin also did not choose to grow too much wheat and lettuce, which happened to be completed in the location of the plantation the school demands.
Nothing was left.
Draco Malfoy desperately looked at the empty plate in front of him, looked at the nearby Goy and Crabbe, and they had not gotten anything either. Only a small piece of lettuce was left on the plate.
As first-year students, they are at the bottom of the food chain of the entire Slytherin house.
Not just them. In this smokeless "Slytherin Table War," almost no lower-grade students got anything. Even if they were lucky enough to grab a piece of bread, it could be directly and unreasonably snatched away by older students.
Growl~
"There's no other choice, I can only hope that the expertise of the older sister brings miracles."
With an envious look towards the older students who were enjoying the fruits of victory, Draco Malfoy squeezed his grumbling stomach, and a determined stubbornness emerged on his face, taking the fork to actively stab a piece of grilled durian with charcoal.
It tastes bad, right... shouldn't it be... dead?
After all, the head chef of Hogwarts is Elena!
"Draco?"
"Oh my, look at them, they really dare to eat!"
"Eat it! It's the Slytherin house!"
"He's a Malfoy, and he really is brave."
When Draco Malfoy put the grilled durian with charcoal into his mouth, there was an outburst of emotion from the direction of the other three houses towards the long Slytherin table, and the reaction from the Slytherin house, not to mention it, Everyone nervously watched Draco Malfoy's expression.
"Well!"
Draco Malfoy had an incredulous expression on his face.
Wait a minute! This smell?!
Unlike the terrible taste he imagined, the grilled durian with charcoal has a somewhat creamy smell, a bit like hot cheese, but softer and richer.
The soft flesh like jam touches the tip of the tongue. First, a sweet smell fills the mouth, and the good aroma is probably honey; then, the durian flesh properly roasted over the fire melts in the mouth, and it is a layer of milky. It stimulates the taste buds, savoring it carefully, the golden flesh seems to give off the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes...
"Goy, Crabbe, try this, it's super delicious!"
Draco Malfoy looked up in surprise, looked at the friends on the left and right, and said that while quickly waving the fork, he also stabbed a piece of grilled durian from the plate in front of Draco.
"Uh, it's hot, but it's really amazing! It's the king of everything."
Really so delicious?
Goy and Crabbe looked at each other. Although they were still a bit unsure, they still put a piece of grilled durian into their mouths and chewed carefully.
Okay?!
Like Draco Malfoy, they saw the astonished expressions on their faces, and then a surprise came out, and they quickly joined the process of destroying the grilled durian.
Soon, with the pioneering example set by Draco and others, other Slytherin students also began to slowly sample the unfamiliar food. Anyway, this is their future menu. It must be tasted. In line.
"Wow, this leek box is delicious!"
"I prefer this coriander omelet."
"Don't take my roasted durian, I haven't eaten enough yet!"
"Don't get excited, who would want to grab your roasted durian? I just want to take that canned herring."
"Don't come near me, the smell of coriander is a nightmare."
Doesn't it seem terrifying?
Marcus Flint licked his lips, took the bread from the table, and stirred it with the less threatening devil red pepper sauce, regardless of the dungeon-like entrance...
"Ha, ha, ha, water! Water! Water! Water!"
Of course, the situation like Marcus's is only occasional.
Although not all are positive reviews, overall, they are much better than they feared. If they avoid the foods they don't like, most little wizards can still find some delicious options.
After all, objectively ~ ~ Elena cooks these foods in the most appropriate way, and does not intend to spoil the food, but you can accept these flavors. People will be satisfied.
But...
This may be difficult for students who cannot taste it personally.
In the astonished expressions of the other three schools, the students of Slytherin seemed distraught, competing for the pile of food with a terrible smell, and they all had a satisfied smile on their faces.
Slytherin...
Even in this case, such a happy expression can be revealed...
Is this the spirit of Slytherin...
God, it's terrible...
Goo ~ Chapter 1
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