I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 252: First Chinese Meal in Fourteen Years

If I remember correctly, that movie was the third in the series and was released around 2001.

Yes, it’s that particularly classic monster movie – the Alien series, which has been out for about 21 years, which can be considered quite long-lived.

The third generation of the Gabo monster is the one that shoots fire from its butt, flies into the sky and glides to hunt humans. The tough guy in the movie gave it a funny name, "Ass-blaster", which means a monster with a blooming butt.

It can be said that it has the same effect as the exploding-tailed skrewt.

"It's a very novel creature." Hermione frowned and looked at the blasting-tailed skrewt in the box. "This smell is so familiar, it should be some kind of flammable gas. I seem to have learned about it in chemistry class - oh, chemistry is a course for Muggles, a bit like potions..."

"Maybe this is the principle of rocket propulsion." Justin, who is also a Muggle, continued.

"Yes! I was wondering why it looked so familiar." Hermione looked at Justin in realization: "Now that you mention it, I remember why I had that sense of déjà vu. Haha... Isn't the propulsion method of this blasting-tailed skrewt very similar to that of a rocket?"

As she spoke, Hermione looked at Louis and asked as if she had discovered a new continent: "Don't you think it looks familiar, Louis?"

"I'm sorry, I don't quite understand the principles of rocket thrusters." Louis said very honestly. He really didn't understand how that thing worked. "But it's always good to encounter something familiar in the magical world. Perhaps you two should study the blasting-end skrewt carefully and write a paper?"

Just as she finished her words, a blast-tailed skrewt in the box made a loud muffled sound, and then its entire limp body flew onto Hermione's head.

The strong smell of rotten fish and shrimp almost made Hermione faint. She suppressed the discomfort, picked up the blasting-tailed skrewt back into the box with her wand, and vomited all over it.

It's a bit of repaying evil with evil.

"This thing is disgusting, Hagrid." Hermione fired a round at herself to clean herself up. "What on earth do you want to do with this strange creature? Do you just want to hear the crackling sound of its explosion?"

This question stumped Hagrid. He opened his mouth and thought carefully, but for a long time he couldn't figure out what the blasting-tailed skrewt could do.

"That won't do, Hagrid." Hermione said very seriously, "I know you like magical animals very much, but to breed a new species, you must first understand what its function is."

"That's for the next lesson, Hermione," Hagrid argued. "Today you just need to feed them. You should try feeding them different things - I've never raised them before, and I'm not sure what they like to eat..."

"So you want us to help you try what it really likes to eat, right?" Harry felt that Hagrid was not very reliable. "What if they don't like what I feed them and get angry? I don't want to be bitten by them, God..."

As he spoke, Harry glanced at the blasting-tailed skrewt in the box with a distorted expression.

"They are still young and shouldn't bite." Hagrid said this with uncertainty in his tone.

"You know that shouldn't happen, right?" Draco said sarcastically.

Hagrid choked.

"This new term is a peculiar one," muttered Seamus Finnigan. "First they ask us to squeeze the pus out of some tuber, and now they ask us to feed this thing..."

Hagrid didn't say anything either. He put on his big gloves and divided the skrewts into more than ten groups, letting the students try to feed them separately.

The students looked at each other, and no one dared to stand up and take the lead. Out of affection for Hagrid, Harry still picked up a piece of frog liver with a stick, reached into the box and handed it to a blasting-tailed skrewt.

The skrewt showed no desire at all and didn't even bother to raise its head.

"Well, it certainly doesn't like frog liver, Harry," said Ron, eagerly picking up a pile of ant eggs and bringing them to the skrewt.

It turned out that, like Harry, the skrewt had little interest in the ant eggs.

"It's really a bad habit to be a troublemaker," Ron said with a frown.

Hermione glanced at Ron and snorted, "If you looked more carefully, you'd see they don't have mouths at all..."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a bang from the side, followed by Dean Thomas' scream.

"Ouch, shit, it hurts so much!" Thomas shouted angrily, "What the hell, why does it hurt so much..."

Hagrid walked up to him in a panic and asked with concern, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Thomas angrily showed Hagrid his arm that was injured by the blasting skrewt: "Its tail exploded, my God, this is too dangerous..."

Hagrid's Magical Creatures class was basically a mess. It started and ended in a mess, but it wasn't as boring as Professor Binns's lectures. There was always some little entertainment.

Getting minor injuries was commonplace, as long as no one was killed - the classmates agreed with Hagrid. After all, there would always be injuries in courses dealing with magical creatures, and the injury rate of those things was much higher than that of flying brooms.

"Fortunately, these skrewts are very small." Ron said with a smile on the way back to the castle.

Hermione said quickly, "They're just small now! But you know how Hagrid raises his magical creatures. He always raises them to be very large. I have no doubt that these skrewts will grow to be as big as foals, or even larger. God, sometimes I really wonder what Hagrid feeds his magical creatures."

"Jin Ke La." Louis added with a smile.

Hermione's guess was not groundless. In fact, the blasting-tailed skrewts were really big, and could eventually grow to more than ten feet...

Of course Louis knew the potential of these dangerous creatures, but he was too lazy to meddle in their affairs and just let them grow wildly under Hagrid's cultivation. He had to give the honest and lovely old Hagrid something to do, lest he get sick from idleness.

Besides, the blasting-tailed skrewt is not so useless. At least in terms of being useless, it is still very useful.

Perhaps we could give them to Professor Snape and let him study whether they have any medicinal value.

Of course, forget about its practical value, he doesn't want to develop it yet.

When Louis returned to the office, he smelled a fragrant smell the moment he pushed the door open. It was familiar, yet strange. It seemed that the last time he smelled this kind of fragrance was more than ten years ago...

Yes, it was before he traveled through time.

"Hey, what day is it today, mom?" Louis handed Sakuya his coat with ease, walked over to pull the table, and looked at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, and couldn't help but be a little stunned. To be honest, when in Rome, do as the Romans do, and since I was a child, I have never thought about eating some Chinese food to savour the taste - in fact, it's not that I haven't eaten it before, but since eating General Zuo's Chicken, he no longer has any hope for Chinese food in the UK.

So much so that he never thought of hiring a Seris cook.

"Today is the day for dinner." Emma sat at the main seat and glanced at Sakuya and Christasza: "We are all family, you two should sit down too."

Christasa happily sat next to Emma, ​​but Sakuya bowed slightly and declined, "Sakuya dare not."

Christasa was at a loss for words. She stood up slightly, but was stopped by Louis's eyes. Louis reached out and grabbed Sakuya, bringing her to his side. "Mom is right. There are no outsiders here. Just sit down."

Sakuya then hesitantly sat down next to Louis.

"Try it. The seasonings are all bought locally." Emma smiled kindly and amiably as she scooped a spoonful of tofu for Louis: "Authentic Sichuan green peppercorns and erjingtiao. I think you have never tasted authentic Seres cuisine."

Louis was stunned for a while, then nodded absentmindedly.

"Poor baby." Emma touched Louis' head lovingly, "Eat quickly. If you like it, mom will cook for you in the future."

Louis nodded heavily, his nose a little sour. He scooped up the tofu wrapped in red oil and minced meat with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth.

The intense stimulation almost made him spit out the food. After swallowing it down with all his might, he couldn't help coughing.

This is so fucking exciting...

"Eat slowly, no one is trying to snatch the food from you." Emma gave him a reproachful look and patted his back to try to calm him down.

"It's okay, it's okay. It has nothing to do with speed. I'm just not used to the taste." Louis coughed for a long time before he recovered, and tears came out of his cough.

The food I have eaten over the years has been neither sweet nor salty. It’s really a bit difficult to get used to eating something so strongly stimulating occasionally.

"Don't like Sichuan cuisine?" Emma raised her eyebrows and said nothing. "It's okay, you'll get used to it. Severus didn't like it at first, but didn't he still eat hot pot with me in a cauldron? Hehe... He really loves to eat tripe, but he doesn't look very happy every time he eats hot pot in his cauldron."

"It would be strange if he was happy." Louis coughed twice again and turned his attention to the dishes with milder flavors.

Fortunately, there was no nine-turn large intestine on the table, which made Louis feel relieved.

Unexpectedly, Catherine was very interested in Sichuan cuisine, and almost all of the Mapo Tofu and Boiled Pork Slices went into her and Sakuya's mouths.

In fact, this is a question of physical constitution. Some people can eat spicy food, while others cannot. Just like in his previous life, he particularly liked eating spicy food, but his roommate across from him could not eat spicy food at all, even a little bit of chili oil could not stand it, so he loved to laugh at that roommate who could not eat spicy food during his four years in college. As a result, the retribution came so quickly... He could not eat spicy food in this life.

It's too difficult. Why didn't I find this problem before? Louis secretly made up his mind to find out how to make up for this shortcoming in the system.

It's really a lot less fun if you can't eat spicy food...

After dinner, Ye Ziyan sat on a chair, wiped her mouth elegantly with a napkin, and praised: "Sister's cooking is still so delicious."

"Hmph..." Emma chuckled, and suddenly raised her voice: "What did you call me?"

"Sister...sister..." Ye Ziyan's confidence suddenly became weak. She looked at her good sister in front of her with a guilty conscience, praying silently in her heart that she must not tease me, must not tease me...

But Murphy's Law says that things will often develop in the bad direction you expect. Emma obviously saw through Ye Ziyan's thoughts and deliberately dragged out her tone and said in a gloomy tone: "Huh, you call me sister, but with my son...Shouldn't you call me Aunt Yu or Mom now?"

Ye Ziyan turned her head away and stopped looking at her.

She knew that Emma was not saying anything good. She looked at the clouds rolling outside the window and decided not to bother with Emma.

"Mom." Louis said helplessly: "Are you addicted to teasing Zi Yan? Really..."

"Oh my, you're yelling so affectionately." Emma pouted her lips, like a primary school girl, leaning forward and scratching her white jade-like face with her index finger: "Shame, shame, shame, you have no shame!"

Louis and Ye Ziyan looked at each other and said in unison: "Don't bother with her!"

This was undoubtedly the right choice, but Louis's ending was not very good, his ear was almost twisted off.

"Whose son are you?" Emma pulled the eldest son's ear. "You actually teamed up with others to fight against me. Humph, I'd rather give birth to a piece of barbecued pork than you!"

"It hurts, it hurts... Mom, my ear is going to fall off!" Louis begged for mercy quickly. It wasn't that it was painful, but there were so many people watching, especially with Catherine here, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Hmph!" Emma let go of Louis, looked at his red ears, couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and reached out to rub him again.

"Okay, Mom, it's okay." Louis stopped Emma's action: "I'm not a child anymore, don't pull my ears all the time, it's so embarrassing..."

Emma looked at him and rolled her eyes.

This kid is becoming more and more lawless.

"The sixth grade class starts at 2 o'clock this afternoon. Fortunately, the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom is large enough to accommodate students from four colleges and two other schools." Emma said, looking at Catherine: "Little Moon, where did you study last semester?"

"It's just a normal course, Auntie." Catherine answered honestly, "When Xiaolu teaches us, he always focuses on practical training. He rarely talks about theory..."

Emma nodded and turned to Lewis: “What about you, good son, do you have any opinions?”

"How can I have any objection?" Louis said hurriedly. His words came from the bottom of his heart. He was so happy that someone could help him bear the burden and share the pain and let him be a hands-off boss...

"That's it, I'll teach them the same way you taught Defense Against the Dark Arts last semester." Emma said.

(End of this chapter)