Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“…Fried hairy crabs – how about the taste! They are the little guys I specialize in my old cauldron. I usually eat a lot of potion residue rich in magic power, it is big and big. fat……”

Marx walked straight out of the tray with his hand and happily placed it on the dinning table.

Because there were a few people in total, he did not let everyone wait in the cold hall, but took them directly to the outside of the kitchen.

Hogwarts’s three meals a day are made by house elf, and when they are done, they are all neatly discharged on this large dinning table so that the headmaster can directly send delicious dishes to the outside. Go to the four heads of the school.

However, it must be said that because of the size of the table, this outside is somewhat crowded.

“Right, I think you should have learned it in the textbooks – the hairy crabs are not really crabs, they just look like they are. Their shells are soft and just fit and wrap when they grow up. Bread crumbs fried…”

“Marx…”

Hermione looked at the large pot of golden color, steaming, evenly sprinkled with black pepper on the surface, and his face looked subtle.

“Hair crab? Isn’t that a harmful parasite?”

She can’t help but feel a bit nervous:

“It is said that … especially when serious pests will occur, you must contact the pest counseling office of the magical creature management and control department to let the special detoxification personnel come to the door. Otherwise… they can bring all your home with magic power Everything is smashed!”

“Oh, that’s it.” Marx nodded, “The hairy crabs are usually very small, but once they eat something with magic power, they will start to swell and grow up, a large group of hairy crabs for the average person. It’s really a bit difficult to deal with -“

As he said, he suddenly shrugged and chuckled:

“But no one said they can’t eat?”

After that, Marx reached out and grabbed a fist-sized fried hair crab from the inside. He took a big bite in front of everyone’s face, and even the sauce and lemon slices on one side were not used.

While chewing, he also vaguely urged:

“Eat! It’s hot! It’s fragrant and crisp, the taste is much better than the fish and chips… You eat first, and another dish is steaming! I went to see it, no…”

Looking at Marx and going inside, the big guys looked at each other and began to worry about what the last dish of today would be.

I have to say that the dishes in the first few days are quite normal. At least everyone has never heard of it.

But who knows, Marx is carrying a large pot of magic circle pests out!

Everyone is hesitating! But Luna had already reached out and forked a fork, and turned it over and looked at it and smuggled it into his mouth.

“click -“

A crisp sound made the eyes of everyone in the room followed.

“Oh! This…” Ron snorted and couldn’t help but ask, “Luna, how is it?”

With a good squeaky chew, everyone stared at Luna’s mouth, and I was expecting her to give an evaluation – to be honest, it was not bad to look at the sale, after all, the breaded stuffed bread was basically fried. It’s all the same.

No one knows, what is the taste of this stuff?

“Well……”

Luna was nodded and swallowed after swallowing something in his mouth:

“Fragrant!”

“really?”

In fact, anyone who knows Luna knows that she never lie. However, the experience of going with her has made everyone understand that sometimes the more she believes in unbelievable things, the lower the credibility.

However, regarding the feeling that a food is not good, can you always refer to it?

“I will try another one…”

Ron said as he raised the fork in his hand.

To be honest, Ron is lucky this time. Because Luna’s preference for food is also a bit strange – although she is not as completely deviated from the taste of ordinary people as her father, she said that the delicious food, the probability of the ordinary person is usually half.

Today, Marx’s fried hair crab seems to be in the “good half”.

“Oh! This is really not bad… fast! You also taste it, it’s really delicious…”

When Marx came out with a container bigger than that, the golden crabs that had been blown up were already half-potted by the little friends with their faces.

“It seems that you are all very satisfied!” Marx said happily. “So, the protagonist of this lunch today is going to debut, hey! Steamed soft-clawed shrimp!”

When the big plate was opened, he also reminded me:

“The venom glands and mouthparts have been taken away by me, and the toxins in the shrimps have also been removed. After eating them, you will not have a fever or a long rash, and you will not get rid of the spit they secrete.” Start bad luck. So, feel free to taste it! This is a rare treat!”

As Marx said, the soft-clawed prawn within the body is full of toxins. Not only the poisonous cysts, but even the toxins in the fleshy nature, it is a feeling of incompetence.

What’s more terrible is that their spit seems to make it impossible for the bitten person to do anything in a week. For this reason, potion engineers used their saliva to develop a formulation of Fuling Reagent.

Of course, it is estimated that no one will be interested in the antidote to Fuling.

However, for this seemingly large and delicious magical freshwater shrimp that is actually not edible at all, Marx has successfully turned them into safe and harmless ingredients, and carefully cooked the dinning table.

“Because those wizards that have been eaten have poisoned, they all say that they are actually quite delicious, so I thought of a way to get them to poison!” Marx pulled the chair down and greeted, “I I wanted to wait until the evening to eat this, but I just saw that one of them was not very spirited, so I took them and made a living.”

He obviously won’t hesitate, he is talking on his mouth! I have already grabbed one in my hand to remove a large piece of shrimp meat, and bite it down in an elated manner.

Suddenly, the smooth shrimp was squeezed between his lips and teeth, giving him a very delicious taste.

But before he could eat the second bite, and when other friends around him wanted to reach for a try, he suddenly stopped the chewing action and turned slightly to look out to the outer corridor. The doorway is over there.

“en?” A little bit, he immediately said, “Oh, Parkinson is back… Fortunately, I have done enough, she will not have to eat it when she comes!”

As he said, Marx put down the fresh and full of shrimp, rubbed his hand and got up and walked to the door.

“You eat first! I am going to bring Parkinson to eat too. – Come back at this point, I guess she should be hungry!”

……

Marx guessed it wrong, and Pansy obviously didn’t come back hungry.

Although Martin’s creamy stew with corn shortbread is somewhat monotonous, and the taste is very ordinary, it is definitely not comparable to his big meal. But to be honest, Pansy is still quite satisfied with eating.

Unfortunately, after the meal, Martin gave her the task of letting her have nodded pain.

In this situation, it is difficult to find a healther that can meet its requirements. Even if you go back one step further, it is not easy to find a suitable potion division.

So, Pansy decided to sneak back to Hogwarts and look for Marx to discuss it.

“Miss Parkinson?”

Marx called Pansy near the Slytherin common room.

“Come back? Come and have something to eat! Today’s lunch is my own kitchen, some things you can’t eat outside!”

“Hey, Professor McLorne!” Pansy heard the sound and quickly turned around and said, “Professor, I am not hungry now, and I am afraid I have no time to eat it–“

“what happened?”

When Marx saw it, he couldn’t help but be a little surprised.

In fact, according to his expected progress, Martin has now joined Muriel. As a result, since Pansy played a small role in this second rescue process, at least some of the trust can be restored in Martin’s mind.

But now it seems that things still have something that Marx didn’t expect?

“Well, actually… Miss Muriel seems to have had an accident, now… I am sick.”

“sick?”

Marx picked up his brow.

“Oh… not necessarily sick, maybe cursed, or poisoned… I don’t know.” Pansy shook his head and squinted. “All in all, Martin wants me to find a reliable healer.” Or a potion teacher, to treat Muriel.”

“So you can’t make up your mind, just want to ask me?” Marx slightly nodded, “Well… isn’t that Muriel always in the dungeon? How could it happen? Is it that she had already suffered before she was arrested?” What is hidden and what?”

Thinking about it, he immediately waved:

“Parkinson, you give me a detailed explanation – the focus is on the specific symptoms of Miss Muriel.”

“Ok!”

In this regard, Pansy naturally knows everything, and in the case of ensuring the exact image as much as possible, she quickly said everything she saw.

It included not only Muriel’s fascinating appearance, but even Martin’s details of her use of Legilimens, and told Marx.

After she had a careful narrative, Marx’s expression did not change much, and her face still had a misunderstood look.

“Ministry of Magic… Dungeon?”

Not long after, his eyes gradually turned from confusion to stunned. Although I have not found the answer completely, it seems that I suddenly thought of something.

“It’s hard to be…”