Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 626: Resurrection cage plant

After listening to the explanation of the house elf named Linick, Sean was slightly puzzled.

Rinick was similar to Polis, and they blamed themselves too much, but they did not make any mistakes during the actual operation.

Sean didn't expect that, he originally thought that the house-elf was slack in operation, or that the other party had some unexpected situation-he came to the kitchen with the idea of ​​comforting the other party, and also to reassure Hermione.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing wrong with the house elf.

Shawn frowned and thought. Daisy next to him, who was warmly respected by the house-elves because of her kind words of comfort, was laughing happily with different kinds of desserts.

Picking a spoonful of pudding into her mouth, Daisy leaned closer to Sean: "According to the house elves, there are no problems in the preparation, cooking, and pre-meal inspection, so it can only be a problem during the serving process?"

Sean is still puzzled: "It is reasonable, but if it is a problem during the serving process, then there should be problems with other foods."

With a spoon in her mouth, Daisy raised her head and thought for a while, then dug another spoonful of pudding and put it in Sean's mouth, watching him eat it before nodding in satisfaction.

She went on to say: "Hogwarts uses magic to serve food, and it seems to be the overall transfer of magic... Why is there a problem with the baked snails? And according to what you said, the smell of the baked snails is so strong, it is obvious that there is a cooking problem."

Hearing what she said, Linick immediately waved his hand and explained: "There is no problem with the cooking! Really! Linick was in charge of cleaning and blanching the snails, because Mr. Wallop had instructed to produce more foreign dishes, so Linick and everyone were very serious—and because it was the first time making a dish, Linick deliberately blanched it several times!"

Sean was stunned: "How many times have you been in the water? Rinick?"

Linick nodded cautiously: "Because the snail has a lot of mucus, Linick is worried that there will be a bad smell."

"Hiss, this is weird..." Sean frowned.

"Why?" Daisy asked curiously.

Shawn explained: "Snails need to be blanched to remove the mucus and earthy smell, but not too many times, which will cause the meat to become old and chew like a rubber band."

Hearing that Daisy recalled the snails she had eaten from Sean's plate, she trembled: "The taste is very bad...but it doesn't seem to be hard to chew?"

"That's right, the taste is wrong, but the meat is normal or even tender, as if it hasn't been blanched... Linick, take me to see the set of kitchen utensils for making snails."

Rinick led Sean and the two to a corner of the kitchen. On the stone platform in the corner, there was a stove that was filling the fire by himself, and the water inside was constantly boiling.

"This is a kitchen utensil that existed when Hogwarts was founded. It was modified by many wizards during the period. It is mainly responsible for heating hot water. Now I am responsible for using this stove to blanch various ingredients—of course, the stove will also change the water by itself." Linick introduced.

Sean stepped forward to observe it. This set of kitchen utensils is indeed very old-fashioned, but the magic on it makes him a little scared.

Precise and complicated spells were layered on the surface, and Xiao En saw more than a dozen spells at a glance, but after a rough scan, there were hundreds of spells on the entire stove!

Among them, there are a lot of repetitions of spell effects, but the repeated spells are just to allow the original spells to continue to exert their original effects after the death of the caster—that is, other than maintenance, the latecomers don't think there is room for improvement in the original spells above.

There is such a thing in the Hogwarts kitchen, and it is a stove... Sean looked around, and there was more than one. Among the kitchen utensils he saw, one-third of them were similar to the one in front of him.

"Is this something left by Ms. Hufflepuff?" Sean asked in disbelief.

Who knows, Linick nodded seriously, and said in an adoring tone: "As expected of Mr. Wallop, you already know the origin of this set of kitchen utensils before Linick tells you."

Sean choked, it is really a relic of Hufflepuff...

However, since it is a relic of Hufflepuff, there probably won't be any problems with its function, and I have also reached the same conclusion from my investigation just now.

There is still only the serving part...

Speak to Polis, who leads them both to the other side of the kitchen.

There is a huge table here, and there are many huge golden dinner plates on the table, just like the tableware they usually see when they eat, but bigger.

Polis said loudly: "This is where the food is delivered! Every dish is cooked, I will check it, and then put it on the plate! There is a magical connection between the plate here and the plate during the meal! The dishes will be transferred to the four college long tables! Of course, only the principal, the vice-principal and I have the right to do this transfer!"

"Is this also left by Ms. Hufflepuff?" Sean asked.

"Yes, that's right!" Polis replied loudly, looking like he admired Hufflepuff.

"Are there any problems with these dinner plates?" Sean asked again.

Polis recalled: "In all the years I've been working, never! Heard it happened before, food was missing during the transfer! All the students and professors were hungry, and finally the then headmaster fixed the problem, but the missing food didn't come back!"

"Oh? What else is there?"

"Yes, that's right! I heard from the former foreman, and that's what his former foreman said—food is what Mrs. Hufflepuff loves most. The transfer of food at Hogwarts is actually controlled by Mrs. Hufflepuff's soul. She manipulates the food on these plates, first transfers the food to her, and then divides it into four equal portions and transfers them to the long tables of each college! During the period, she will check the status of the food from time to time, which is her most important thing!

"The food disappeared at that time. I heard that there was something wrong with a batch of raw materials at that time, but the house elves didn't find out. This caused the food to be made to be poisonous. Ms. Hufflepuff's soul withheld all the food to protect everyone!"

Sean is noncommittal, this is probably a beautiful legend, or the soul of Ms. Hufflepuff is left in an unknown corner of the school to share meals with the students every day...

And, if that were the case, today's terrible baked snails shouldn't be on the table.

"Show me the rest of the baked snails," Sean said.

Police hugged his head in pain, he thought it was a disgrace to the entire Hogwarts kitchen - but he still listened to Sean and brought over the remaining baked snails.

Choose a few at random, and you will find a huge earthy smell when you smell them.

Taking out his wand, Sean pointed at a baked snail: "The original shape ()"

No response.

Holding up the huge nausea, Sean cut another piece and chewed it in his mouth.

He immediately spat it out and wiped his mouth. The taste was the same, but the meat was tender, and it did seem to be caused by cooking without blanching.

But Rinick said that he blanched the water several times, logically speaking, it should be chewy and tasteless...

Are these baked snails reversed in time?

Sean doesn't know many magic spells about food, but he doesn't have this kind of magic spell in his impression, and the healing spell can't achieve this kind of effect.

Strange...

"Polis, on which plate were these baked snails transferred?"

Polis pointed to a dinner plate in the corner of the huge table.

Sean looked over, and the golden dinner plate was a bit abrupt, like a rectangle with an extra thread.

"Is it normal to have more?" Sean asked.

Polis hesitated for a while: "It should be normal, right? There weren't so many dinner plates in the past few years, but there are more and more students, and there are more and more dinner plates. Ms. Hufflepuff has considered this, and she left a lot of dinner plates, and we will take them out according to the usage - this one is indeed a new one."

It seems that there is a problem during the transfer process...

Sean went to pick up the dinner plate and inspected it, but he didn't find anything wrong.

The house-elves also don't know the specific principle of food transfer. According to them, this is a secret that only Hufflepuff knows-she built the kitchen.

Thinking for a moment, Sean found an apple in the kitchen and put it on the dinner plate.

"Polis, help me transfer."

Police snapped his fingers when he heard the words, the plate trembled, and the apple disappeared out of thin air.

"Take it back and have a look." Sean directed.

Police snapped his fingers again, and an apple appeared on another table dedicated to leftovers.

Sean walked over to pick up the apple, the appearance remained the same, the red color was still attractive.

Wiping it on his sleeve, Sean took a bite.

The juice is full, sweet and slightly sour, it is a normal and delicious apple.

Hell, why is this normal again...

Seeing Sean's puzzled expression, Daisy took the apple from his hand and took a bite without hesitation at the place where he gnawed.

"That's a good time—" Xiao Baihua blinked her eyes and said.

"Theoretically, it shouldn't taste good—" Sean said depressedly.

He tried everything that could cause problems, but he couldn't find the problem.

Moreover, there shouldn't be a magic spell that can reverse the state of food in this world.

Then, he checked the uncooked snails again, they were common species and there was nothing special about them.

"What the hell? Either Rinick was too busy and forgot that he wasn't blanching, but this possibility is unlikely, or it was just an inexplicable accident, and Hogwarts is best at creating all kinds of magical accidents..."

Without finding the problem, Sean could only take Daisy and leave first.

This matter has nothing to do with the house elves, and Sean also comforted them a bit before leaving.

"Is it true that the soul of Ms. Hufflepuff is floating in the castle?" On the way back, Daisy turned her head to look around from time to time, and said wistfully.

"There are a lot of ghosts in our school. Besides, if Ms. Hufflepuff's soul still exists, there is no need to hide. She is one of the founders of Hogwarts." Sean said helplessly.

"That's right——"

——

At breakfast the next day, Sean and Hermione talked about their experience in the kitchen yesterday.

"How is this possible? There is no magic spell that can reverse the state of food!" Hermione said firmly.

"I thought so too, but it happened just like that, and I haven't found the problem yet." Sean took the fried egg to the plate and said helplessly while cutting it open.

"Sean, have you gone to investigate yesterday's baked snails?" A voice came from behind.

Sean turned his head and said hello: "Hey, Neville, good morning - yes, I did."

Neville and his girlfriend, Hannah Abbott, were sitting together for breakfast. The couple became clear about their relationship during the summer vacation, and they are now in a passionate relationship, sticking together every day.

"The baked snails yesterday were really weird—" Neville made a disgusted expression.

"It seems that it was cooked without blanching at all, but the house elf in charge said that he decided to blanch it many times-but there is no spell to reverse the state of food in this world, and only reversed one dish." Sean spread his hands.

Neville nodded in agreement: "Indeed, spells can't do it - only herbs can do this."

"Herbal medicine?" Sean was taken aback.

Although his herbalism has been maintained at an excellent level all year round, due to his interest, his research is not in-depth. Neville is an expert in herbalism and is usually loved by Professor Sprout. His knowledge is much wider than that of Sean.

Neville gave him a surprised look: "Sean, you have magical animals, don't you even know?"

"What?" Sean asked puzzled, he really didn't know.

"Of course it's the reanimated cage plant!" When it comes to herbs, Neville is excited, "This kind of magical herb is the favorite of all magical animals, no ~IndoMTL.com~ should be the favorite of all animals!"

A resurrected cage plant?

Nawei continued to explain: "This is a very rare herb. It usually takes root in a place where it can receive warm sunlight. The underground rhizome is more than ten meters long, but the cage formed by the leaves is only a dozen centimeters in diameter. The resurrection cage plant will subconsciously wrap all the animals in the cage, but it will not digest the animal, but will reverse the state for the animal!"

"The rhizomes with a length of more than ten meters will absorb huge nutrients and magic power, forming a unique magic power of resurrection-of course, resurrection is just a description, not real resurrection. However, the effect is also very powerful. If an animal's limb is injured, put the injured part in a cage, and it will heal in a while."

"Actually, it's not called healing, but the reverse state I just mentioned. The part wrapped in the cage will be infused with the magic power of the resurrected cage plant. This magic power can make the part that has lost its vitality reverse to its original form little by little, which is almost equivalent to healing. Of course, dead creatures like baked snails can't be resurrected, they can only be reversed to... uh, the freshest state?"

Sean thought for a while, and then asked: "Is it effective for fruits and vegetables?"

Neville shook his head: "It doesn't work, it only works on animals. The reanimated cage plant is very rare, so the research is not comprehensive enough, but I heard that there will be animal trainers collecting this thing, and then treating those magical animals with necrotic limbs. Of course, you have to seize the time, or you will return to a juvenile state."

"Then... aren't those baked snails from yesterday?"

Neville shrugged his shoulders: "If what you said is true, the only thing that can do this is the resurrected cage plant—but it's not realistic, is it? How long does it take for food to be transferred from the kitchen to the long table in the auditorium, even if someone uses the resurrected cage plant to play a prank. "