The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Boom!

The small package was placed on the table with a crisp sound. Hermione came over to take a look and found that there were hundreds of chicken feet inside.

Looking at these bloody chicken feet, Hermione couldn't help shivering and feeling a little nauseous.

"Be good, go sit over there first," Tom said, indicating that Hermione could go sit on one side first and wait until he finished processing. This time, the Room of Requirement transformed into an open kitchen. Half of the room is the kitchen and the other half is the dining room. There is a clean worktop in the kitchen, next to the stove and various cooking tools, and there is only a small round table and two chairs in the restaurant.

Hermione could clearly see Tom's operations while sitting on the small round table.

"I will never eat chicken feet!" Hermione glared at Tom and protested to him. She really couldn't imagine why someone would collect chicken feet to eat - how disgusting! Even if Hermione had experience with dark cuisine as a British person, it would be difficult for her to accept the act of eating chicken feet as food.

Tom ignored her. He took out a handful of jade finger bamboo shoots. The slender, yellow and tender bamboo shoots seemed to have dew on them. These ingredients were all obtained from the Hogwarts kitchen. I don’t know how these house elves did it. Tom just tentatively mentioned it, and they rushed to get him a complete set. The ingredients are as fresh as if they were just picked from the ground.

In the UK, Hogwarts is probably the only place that can quickly collect these ingredients. In other places, just hundreds of chicken feet have to go to the slaughterhouse or the Asian Super League in big cities.

"If you can, I hope you can help me clean these bamboo shoots, wash the outer shells, and then hollow out the cores."

Hermione stood up from her seat and took out her wand: "Clear water like a spring!"

A stream of water came out from the tip of her stick, cleaning the outside of the bamboo shoots. Then she used a "whirlwind sweep" to condense a small whirlwind at the tip of the stick, and easily hollowed out the core of the bamboo shoots.

At this time, Tom took the magic wand and pointed at the leg bones of the chicken feet and said: "Split them into pieces!"

Under the influence of his spell, the chicken leg bones were all broken into several pieces, revealing the dark red chicken marrow inside. After breaking the bones, Tom needs to scrape the marrow from the chicken bones into a small dish bit by bit. Anyone else would have taken hours, but Tom did it with just a wave of his wand.

There was only a small plate of marrow peeled out from hundreds of leg bones.

Tom mixed the chicken marrow with egg white and salt to make them more plastic, then took a plastic bag and put them all in. At this point, the two of them worked together to complete the most complicated preparations in less than five minutes.

After the chicken marrow was done, Tom took out a bowl of minced chicken that had been seasoned with egg white, salt and pepper. Now he only needed to stuff the minced chicken into the bamboo shoots hollowed out by Hermione. After filling, he poked a small hole in the middle of the minced meat with a small wooden stick to fill in the chicken marrow, and he was done.

The cooked jade finger bamboo shoots are still bamboo shoots on the outside, but are filled with chicken on the inside. They look quite layered.

At this time, a bowl of clear yellow liquid with a fragrant aroma suddenly appeared on Tom's operating table.

This was the pure chicken juice he had asked the house elves to make for him. The method is not very complicated, but it is a bit time-consuming: place a bowl on a large plate, surround it with cut chicken pieces and seasonings, and then steam it in a steamer. Due to the difference in air pressure between the inside and outside, the chicken juice in the chicken pieces will be sucked into the bowl, and you can get a bowl of concentrated chicken juice without even a drop of water.

Even with the use of magic, this bowl of chicken juice took a lot of time to make.

Tom poured chicken juice on the bamboo shoots. He wanted to use the chicken juice to steam the bamboo shoots. He looked around and saw something that looked like an oven. But it doesn't have buttons like those on non-magical ovens.

When Tom walked to the "oven" carrying the plate, a sound suddenly came from inside the oven.

"I am a universal cooking box. Do you want to steam or bake? I can also freeze your dishes. I can do everything. I just need you to put forward the conditions-"

Tom was so startled that he nearly knocked over his plate. But now that it spoke, it saved Tom the effort to study it.

"95 degrees, steam for thirty minutes." Tom, who regained his composure, gave the order. The stove turned on by itself, and there was a tray inside. Tom put the plate with the bamboo shoots in it and it started to heat up automatically.

"I feel that this stove is much easier to use than the ovens at home," Hermione moved closer and looked carefully at the multifunctional cooking stove in front of her. "I don't see anything like a power supply. It seems to be powered by magic."

This small stove has the functions of an oven, steamer, and refrigerator at the same time, and it operates intelligently. No wonder Hermione finds it practical.

"Then I'll find a chance to learn how to refine it," Tom thought of the Menes slate in his hand, feeling that making such an alchemical creation wouldn't be a problem.

"Fridge! I want a refrigerator!" Hermione's interest was suddenly aroused. Everything is good at Hogwarts, but there is one flaw: Muggle technological supplies are ineffective here, and various electronic devices cannot be used here. To use, even the watch must be a mechanical watch.

This resulted in Hermione never seeing a refrigerator during her three years as a student, and she could only enjoy iced food when she returned home during the holidays.

"It's best to be able to make ice cream and various desserts..." Hermione swallowed. She missed the ice cream a little. "It also needs to be able to heat. Sometimes I still feel cold when I get up in winter..."

Tom:…

So, madam, do you want an alchemical creation that can both heat and cool and make your own desserts? How about we discuss this, I'll learn a freezing spell, and then you put me in your dormitory?

It can heat (body temperature), cool (freezing spell), and make desserts.

But Tom complained, and after thinking about it for a while, he realized that it seemed possible? It was nothing more than moving heat from one place to another. As for making desserts, he could use modular thinking - he decided to go back and try it.

Thirty minutes later, Tom took out the steamed bamboo shoots. Because the temperature used was not high, the plate of jade finger bamboo shoots still retained its unique crispy texture.

Tom took the bamboo shoots out of the plate, cut them into thin slices in a few flicks, and placed them on the plate. Finally, he poured chicken juice on them, and the chicken marrow bamboo shoots dish was done.

The chicken marrow bamboo shoots that were brought out after steaming lost the overflowing aroma of the chicken juice. They lay quietly on the plate and looked like fruits: reddish core, white and tender meat and light yellow skin. No different than fruit.

If there is chicken, don't eat it but suck the bones. If there is meat, don't eat the slices but drink the soup. This dish is all about sophistication.

Hermione picked up a piece and put it in her mouth to chew. The moment she entered the mouth, she felt the soft and crisp texture of the bamboo shoots. The minced meat was already soaked in the chicken juice. It exploded when her teeth touched it, letting the delicious taste fill her mouth. Fill up. The innermost chicken marrow feels dense to the touch, just like eating foie gras.

"Delicious!" Hermione's eyes widened.

She couldn't help but pick up another piece and eat it...

One piece after another, she wiped out half of the chicken marrow bamboo shoots on the plate in one go. Only then did she notice that Tom hadn't taken a bite.

Hermione blushed all of a sudden: This is so unladylike, eating and looking so ugly, wouldn't Tom laugh at herself? She quietly looked at Tom with her peripheral vision, and found that Tom didn't pay attention to the plate of snacks at all. He was looking at her with a silly smile on his face.

Looking straight at her, Hermione felt a little embarrassed.

Hermione wanted to slap him on the head and tell him to stop looking, but she didn't have the nerve to do it. I could only ask with a somewhat embarrassed tone: "What, what's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Tom pulled the stool closer to her and said, "Have you ever heard of a word called beauty?"

…

After enjoying the extra meal, Tom and Hermione left the Room of Requirement. A snack with ordinary ingredients but full of ingenuity made the haze covering their hearts disappear. Tom and Hermione followed their usual route back to Ravenclaw Tower. On this route they would pass the Gryffindor common room, and in that corridor they would sometimes hear the singing of the portrait of the Fat Lady at the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

However, today there was no singing from the Fat Lady in this corridor. Instead, there were many whispers from the little wizards. The originally spacious corridor was crowded with Gryffindor House students.

Hermione looked at the students in the corridor and said to herself curiously: "Why don't they go in? Is the entrance to the lounge blocked?"

Tom didn't answer. He roughly guessed what happened. He pushed through the crowd and came to the entrance of the lounge. Upon entering, the fat lady who was originally at the entrance disappeared. Her portrait was chopped wildly, the pieces fell to the floor, and a large piece of canvas disappeared.

The scene at the entrance to the lounge was spread by the little wizard in the front row, and at the same time, the panic of wearing a chill was spread. As more and more people knew about the situation, the scene gradually became out of control.

Listening to the buzzing in his ears getting louder and louder, and with the echo in the open corridor, it gradually took the shape of a roaring tsunami. Tom took a deep breath and tried his best to face the people crowded in the corridor. The little wizards shouted: "Quiet!"

This voice briefly calmed all the students. They stopped talking and looked towards the source of the sound. Although Tom's loud shout took effect, it could only take effect for a moment, and the silence might be broken in the next second.

Tom knew he had to say something immediately, and luckily he had Hermione by his side.

When she saw that Tom seemed to want to say something, she cooperated and pulled out her wand, pointed at Tom's throat and said, "The voice is loud!"

Tom's voice was loud enough to fill the entire floor.

"The door to the common room is blocked..."

The sound was like thunder, and several students closer to Tom couldn't help but cover their ears. Although it was so loud that Tom himself was not very comfortable, and Hermione, who was standing closest, even had the illusion that her eardrums would burst. But the loud sound successfully filled the ears of every little wizard present, causing them to stop and listen quietly.

"...Professor Dumbledore will be here soon, and the problem will be solved soon. Everyone can go to the auditorium to rest first. It is spacious enough and has enough seats."

Tom first brought out Dumbledore's banner to dispel the anxiety in the hearts of the young wizards, then told them that the problem was not a big one, comforted them, and finally made a suggestion that seemed very reliable. Step by step, he induced students to follow his ideas.

It can be said that he is a master of rhythm.

"What's wrong with the door to the lounge?" A voice broke the silence. Percy stood behind the crowd and shouted loudly, "I am the president of the male student union, let me come -"

"Someone tried to break into the Gryffindor common room. It vandalized the Fat Lady's portrait."

The little wizards present were breathless.

"I knew it! It's Sirius! He's here!" A Gryffindor student who looked familiar to Tom but couldn't name his name shouted loudly. He quickly took out a newspaper from his robe and waved it. , "There have been reports in newspapers before that someone saw Sirius in Duff Town."

Many people were stunned when they heard the name Duff Town. This is a small town very close to Hogsmeade. Sirius's appearance there meant that he had arrived near Hogwarts.

Although it is a bit unbelievable that he appears here today, it is indeed theoretically possible.

"It doesn't matter!" Tom shouted again, causing everyone's ears to hurt. "Sirius is just an ordinary wizard. We have Dumbledore, we have four deans, we have so many reliable professors - even Professor Newt Scamander, who defeated Grindelwald, is also here, and Sirius will never become a threat to everyone!"

Newt, who had just reached the fourth floor, also heard Tom's words. He smiled coquettishly at Professor McGonagall who was walking in front of him, feeling a little embarrassed. You know, Tom Yoder just listed a lot of people, and the only ones specifically named were him and Dumbledore.

One by one, names rang in the ears of the little wizards. Listening to these reassuring names, they suddenly realized that Sirius had nothing to be afraid of! No matter how powerful he is, can he be more powerful than Professor Dumbledore?

So they calmed down completely and headed to the auditorium quietly and orderly. Hermione pointed her wand at their throats again and said, "Whisper."

"Thank you for the amplification spell." Tom's voice returned to normal. Because he had just shouted a few words at the top of his voice, his voice was now a little hoarse.

Hermione stretched out her index finger and pressed it on Tom's lips, "Shhh - let your throat rest. I'll find you a cup of tea later."

At this time, the first few little wizards to go downstairs met Professor McGonagall.

Percy took a step forward, but he was interrupted by Professor McGonagall just as he was about to say something.

"Take the students to the auditorium," Professor McGonagall announced the order with a straight face. At the same time, she looked towards a certain location upstairs, where stood a little wizard named Tom.