Harry Potter Reborn

Quidditch match time is around ten o'clock.

So, they still have some time to do other things, such as...

Although Harry thought this was not enough time at all, it was a slight on him.

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But Helena and Astoria didn't think so. They felt that their ability would definitely satisfy Harry - they could make delicious and sufficient portions in more than two hours.

Come for breakfast.

But these two eldest ladies are wealthy women who have never been in the kitchen.

Harry gave up hope.

"Don't look down on me. My taste is not something that can be dismissed casually. It would be great if you could learn how to cook a poached egg for me from scratch in these two hours. You even brazenly claim that you can make a plate full of it."

Breakfast on the table, let me tell you, my belly is as big as a dragon."

This idea was proposed by Helena. With her somewhat face-conscious character, she definitely didn't want to live in Harry's place for nothing.

Otherwise, what would happen?

She is Helena Ravenclaw, how can she live in a wizard's home like she is being adopted?

So she promised that she would be responsible for the family's breakfast in the future, so that when Harry got up every day, there would be a steaming breakfast waiting for him.

Then Astoria thought this was very interesting and shouted that she wanted to cook for her brother.

Harry didn't want to go to such trouble.

So he said magnanimously: "If you really want to thank me, just pay in person. Why bother with so much trouble?"

Helena's indirect deafness occurred again.

It was as if she hadn't heard anything.

There were many questions in Astoria's mind, and she asked doubtfully: "Brother, what is flesh compensation?"

Harry thought for a while and said: "Well... you can understand that it is also a kind of "eating", but the location of "eating" is not fixed, such as kitchen, balcony, bathroom, bedroom, sofa...

Either way.”

Astoria nodded in understanding.

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Harry patted the wall and shouted: "Bing Room, give me a door that can reach anywhere in the room."

Slowly, the wall began to twist, forming a vortex, and finally a door appeared.

"Okay, you can go. Well, it's up to you to buy ingredients in the magical world, or go to Gringotts to exchange for pounds and go to the Muggle world."

So Helena, who looked nervous, and Astoria, who looked excited, stepped on the door that led out of Hogwarts.

A ghost and a little girl go shopping together.

Because of this!

…

Half an hour later, they came back.

They carry a lot of things.

When Harry saw what they bought, he looked "surprised".

"Wow, Toad, we can fry it. It must be much more delicious than fried chicken legs. Why didn't other chefs think of this? They must be too stupid!"

"This is? The palm of a troll?" Harry nodded and commented: "Maybe steaming it is good."

"Plono Caterpillar - you can prepare it as a cold dish, or you can steam it and pour garlic juice on it."

"Let me see what else there is." Harry looked through it carefully.

At least you have to figure out what he's going to die under, right?

"There is also a big bag of slimy slugs." Harry said with heartfelt admiration: "As expected of Helena, who is both beautiful and intelligent, she did not forget to stew a pot of delicious soup."

"Paired with the colorful man-eating mushrooms that Astoria is carrying and the fragrant mushroom soup, it's my favorite."

"Hmm... there is actually fresh fruit, Medusa Snake Fruit. If I remember correctly, one fruit is enough to poison an adult dragon."

Helena felt she had been fooled.

In Diagon Alley, the old witch with the hooked nose who ran the stall took her and introduced them to her, saying that these were the favorite foods of modern young wizards.

But looking at Harry like this, it seems, vaguely, probably, maybe not.

Astoria said happily: "Brother, just wait and see our craftsmanship."

Then he dragged Helena into the kitchen.

Astoria picked up her wand, pointed it at the gas stove, and said, "Gurgling chicken."

A ball of blue flame appeared with a "bang" and fell into the stove.

Harry listened to the clinking sounds of their pots and pans in the living room, and exclaimed from time to time.

He sighed, picked up the little cutie walking around in front of him, and stroked it twice.

Said: "Later, the food they cook will be handed over to you."

The little cutie broke free and ran back to the bedroom.

Forty minutes later.

"Meal" is ready.

Helena and Astoria looked at Harry furtively, and then brought out a large pot of food from the kitchen.

At this time, Astoria no longer had the confidence she had just now.

Because she knew that this pot of boiling green food was definitely not edible.

At least it was different from the bread, milk, bacon, and barbecue she had seen.

"Is this the legendary 'hodgepodge'?" Harry looked complicated, looking at the strange thing that was boiled together in a pot, and then at Helena and Astoria.

The two of them lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into Harry's eyes.

Harry's wand drew a circle in the air.

"Cleaned up."

Not a drop of the pot of dark food was left.

He then returned to the kitchen and summoned a bunch of eggs from Hagrid using the Flying Charm.

In the end, Harry fried the poached eggs and cooked half a pot of rice porridge.

Astoria was eating fried golden eggs and a big bowl of porridge. Although it was simple, she was very happy.

Helena sat across the table, feeling like she was neither sitting nor standing.

Harry said calmly: "Since you agreed, don't just talk about it."

Helena nodded slightly.

"Whenever you have free time, you can go to New Oriental to further your studies. I still prefer Chinese food."

Helena asked: "Where is New Oriental?"

Harry said: "The Hogwarts of the chef world." (I, New Oriental, make money!)

Helena looked shocked.

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Quidditch is particularly popular, and even in this bad weather, it can't stop wizards from loving it.

All the teachers and students of the school came out to watch the game as usual.

They ran along the lawn towards the court, lowering their heads to resist the strong wind, because the umbrellas in their hands were blown away by the wind halfway.

In the locker room, Slytherin's Quidditch captain Flint cheered up his teammates with a tearful face: "Don't worry, we don't care about the drizzle."

Malfoy's head and upper body clothes were already wet because his big umbrella was blown away on the way here.

He lamented in his heart: If this is just drizzle, then there really won't be any heavy rain.

The Slytherin players put on their dark green uniforms and looked at Flint.

Usually Flint will give a pre-game speech to boost morale.

But Flint didn't have that thought today. He sighed and walked out, and the others followed him.

The wind blew fiercely, and as they walked towards the pitch, the youngest Malfoy's body was swayed from side to side by the wind.

A burst of thunder suppressed the cheers and cheers of the audience.

Someone in the team muttered: "It seems like it's going to rain harder."

"Shut up, crow's mouth!"

…

The Ravenclaw Quidditch players had just walked in from across the pitch.

Harry was standing at the door.

They all winked at each other, leaving Zhang Qiu at the back.

Who doesn’t know that Harry Potter and Zhang Qiu are lovers, not to mention that the red flying broomstick Zhang Qiu is holding now is sponsored by Harry.

"People from Ravenclaw are smart." Harry praised.

Zhang Qiu smiled.

Harry held Cho Chang's hand.

Zhang Qiu blushed a little. Although she hadn't entered the stadium yet, there were definitely many people watching at the entrance.

A layer of gauze covered Zhang Qiu's whole body, and the raindrops were bounced away when he got close to Zhang Qiu.

The speed of the Firebolt can reach 150 miles per hour. In this rainy day competition, you can't even open your eyes and can't see the Golden Snitch.

If you are flying in the sky, you will be soaked in half a minute, and your body will be frozen and unconscious in five minutes.

Harry didn't want Zhang Qiu to suffer like this.

The most important thing is...he did not violate the rules of Quidditch.

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Because the rules do not prohibit players from having protective spells themselves, this is the most ridiculous thing.

…

Zhang Qiu followed his teammates.

The two teams walked to the center of the court.

Ravenclaw's team robe is blue, and Zhang Qiu attracted everyone's attention when he appeared on the stage.

The whole audience burst into exclamations of "Oh hoo" at the same time.

She is really stunningly beautiful.

Commentator Jordan shouted: "It's Hogwarts' most beautiful Seeker, Zhang Qiu."

"But in today's weather, it seems she is destined to suffer."

"Because she is the only female player in Ravenclaw, the physiques of her teammates and opponents are particularly advantageous today. I can't help but worry that Zhang Qiu will be blown away by the wind when he is in the sky..."

Jordan is very good at mobilizing the audience's emotions, just when everyone can't help but follow his train of thought and worry about Zhang Qiu.

A huge drake's voice suddenly sounded.

That was Jordan yelling, and the microphone broke.

He was like a goblin discovering a new world.

"Oh my goodness!"

"That's...that's the Firebolt!"

"What Zhang Qiu is holding is a Firebolt!!"

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