All the changes in the world begin with Tom Cat

Chapter 11 Dumbledore: Hogwarts needs a hot pot party too!
"Oh~ This incomparable fragrance is as beautiful as classical music."

"Tom, what are these tender-looking white cubes? Can these be eaten too?"

The three little ones could already smell the aroma of the soup, and their saliva began to secrete crazily.

The whole common room was filled with a strong fragrance, which made other little lions come over after smelling it.

They were curious, what were the famous Harry and the magical kitten doing?

But this wonderful food aroma must be caused by Mr. Tom?
goo goo~
It also aroused their dormant appetite for a while.

Ding Hai manipulated the spatula with one hand and peeled off the crayfish shell with the other hand, but after all, he only had two hands as a cat, and the two pieces of frozen tofu on the table also needed someone to help remove the moisture.

So he waved to Hermione, who saw Dingmaomao's movements and walked over.

"Tom, what did you call me for?"

Ding Hai picked up a piece of frozen tofu, and then sucked out the water from the frozen tofu, making the whole piece of tofu shaky.

Hermione finally understood, "You want me to remove the moisture from this white square?"

Ding Hai nodded.

"Okay, I can help with the disappearing spell."

Then Hermione used magic to remove all the moisture from the frozen tofu.

"Wow! Harry, Ron, what are you doing with Tom?"

The troublemaker Weasley twins were also curious when they saw everyone busy.

"Are we helping Tom? He's going to cook us an Oriental delicacy."

Harry explained.

"That's really cool. No one knows Oriental food better than me. Otherwise, if we add some sweet sauce or pudding to this food, I think it will taste better."

The Weasley twins said excitedly.

Ding Hai turned his head silently, staring at the two troublemaking brothers with an expressionless face.

"Ahem, if you guys try, Tom won't mind leaving his treasured paw prints on your faces, and maybe stripping your buttocks and whipping you hard."

Ron coughed deliberately, and after noticing the change in Ding Hai's expression, he quickly stopped him.

"Well, I don't want Tom to kick our butts hard with both feet, and it won't be good if my mother sends a snarling letter."

The Weasley twins shrugged and had to give up the idea of ​​testing the frantic edge of Dinghai.

Ding Hai continued to do his own thing and stopped paying attention to the two brothers. If they really did this, he would really do what Ron said.

After all, for such a gastronomic heresy, it would be nice if he didn't use mushroom eggs to eliminate it.

Soon, Ding Hai finally finished the work at hand.

He motioned to Harry and the others to sit down around the table and get ready to eat!

The little ones quickly put the napkins around their necks, held knives and forks in both hands, and stared at the soup in the Yuanyang pot.

Ding Hai silently and gracefully used chopsticks to put the meat on the plate into the hot pot soup and cook it for a while, then picked it up and put it in his mouth.

A delicious taste surged in his mouth, as if a raging river was filling his esophagus.

"Meow~" Ding Hai let out a moan of enjoyment.

Seeing this scene, several other people also knew how to eat this delicacy, so they imitated it and put the vegetables and meatballs on the plate into the pot to cook and taste it.

The moment the food entered their mouths, they all exclaimed in unison.

"My lord Merlin, this is simply wonderful food. I can't find any other adjectives to describe my admiration."

"Well, I originally thought the food in school was pretty good, but I never thought that the food Tom makes is hundreds of times better."

"Compared with what I used to eat at home, wouldn't it be similar to feed?"

Several people discussed while eating.

"Ahem, what are you guys doing? Why does it smell so good? It really makes my saliva turn into streams."

Suddenly an old voice came from behind.

Everyone looked around and saw Dumbledore walking in slowly, the glasses on his nose shaking slightly as his body shook. "Good evening, Principal!"

Several young wizards greeted Dumbledore.

"Good evening kids, but you are such a bunch of little gluttons. Even I was attracted by the smell, so can I enjoy this meal?"

Dumbledore smiled kindly.

Well, he had to admit that Tom's cooking skills were much better than those elves.

Ding Hai waved his hand and said it didn't matter. Anyway, several children may not be able to finish all these things. One more person only has one more pair of chopsticks.

"Thank you Tom!"

Dumbledore pulled out a chair, then put a piece of meatball into his mouth with a knife and fork, and was immediately full of praise.

"Seriously Tom, if you hadn't been a student at Hogwarts, I would have wanted you to become the head chef of the college."

"I agree with this Mr. Principal, but Tom's food is very good. It would be great if I could eat hot pot every day."

Ron was the first to express strong support.

"It's a bit impossible to eat this every day, but once a week I can still make the decision."

Dumbledore took a sip of lemon ice water and wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

"what do you mean?"

Harry froze.

"Yes Harry, just as you think, Hogwarts cannot lack hot pot. I think we need to add some other flavors to life, so that the taste will be more exciting, right?"

Dumbledore looked at Harry with a smile.

"The principal is really a good person sent here by Merlin!"

"It looks like we can hold a weekly hot pot party. It's great. I think everyone will be addicted to this delicious food."

Several little ones communicated excitedly.

"So, Tom, can you tell me the recipe for this delicious dish?"

When Ding Hai heard this, he quickly found a piece of paper, wrote down the relevant information about the hot pot and handed it to Dumbledore.

Anyway, making hot pot is relatively simple, but it requires a lot of ingredients to be prepared, and the soup base needs to be boiled over an open flame to fully dissolve the flavor in the food.

However, except for the kitchen, open flames are generally not allowed inside the academy. In addition, the entire Hogwarts Academy is guarded by a protective barrier. Electrical appliances from the Muggle world cannot be brought in, otherwise the barrier will be destroyed.

Otherwise, Ding Hai would have planned to just build an induction cooker.

But wanting to be popular is not a problem for Hogwarts students.

After all, teachers and students are all capable of magic, and some of them are capable of refining some magic props that can be heated.

"Thank you Tom, come and taste my jelly beans next time you come to my office."

Dumbledore touched Ding Hai's furry little head, and he had to say that this cat felt quite good.

Um~touch it a few more times.

Ding Hai: "."

Ding Hai expressed serious protest against Dumbledore's behavior of petting the cat and slapped his hand away.

Dumbledore looked pityful, but if he continued to be willful, the kitten would probably change his face.

Originally, he wanted to ask Tom why he swept away the ingredients in the kitchen, but now it seemed that there was no need.

After all, those little elves don't know how to cook hot pot.

"Okay, you can continue eating. I have something to do and I have to leave. Remember not to go to bed too late."

Dumbledore stood up, turned and left the Gryffindor common room.

And this night, the little lions also enjoyed their meal very happily.

(End of this chapter)