themonasnovels Chapter 225 Hermione's New Hobby
Chapter 225 Hermione's New Hobby
Chapter 225 Hermione's New Hobby
Visiting soon became Luna's habit.
She sat on one side of the small table and managed to occupy the place for Lai Bo Bo Tea.
But Luna didn't come to study, she spent more time reading "The Quibbler" there.
She would often lie on the table, obviously sleeping. It must be said that it was advanced meditation, which was passed down by Ravenclaw and could improve wisdom.
Ravenclaw's coffin was about to collapse.
Luna occasionally wanders around William's house like a ghost, trying to find the hidden unicorn.
She still believed that William had won the Order of Merlin for this discovery.
Everyone grows, just at different speeds.
Especially young children, after identifying one thing, they will pay special attention.
Compared with Luna's habit of visiting, Hermione is obsessed with cooking recently.
In her words: "William, I want to learn to cook!"
Although Hermione's appearance was not as miserable as Mitsui's, and she was not as pious as he wanted to play basketball, it was still a good start.
William has always believed that if you have a dream, you must be encouraged.
So in his small house, almost every morning there was the crisp sound of bowls being thrown, which kicked off the day.
If it weren't for "Recovery", at the speed of Hermione throwing the plate, it would probably take less than a week for William to declare bankruptcy.
Hermione's academically brilliant head was not so effective in cooking, she was downright clumsy.
But she lacks perseverance the most, so the ingredients stored in William's storage room are also being consumed rapidly, becoming a tool for her to practice.
In the morning, Hermione showed up in the kitchen on time, wearing an apron of the same style as William's. While looking at the menu, she fiddled with a small balance.
Hermione hummed and weighed the ingredients according to the recipe.
"300 grams of chicken, 300 grams of onions, 3 tablespoons of butter, 3 tablespoons of flour... wait, how big are these three tablespoons?"
Hermione glanced at the three spoons on the shelf, large, medium and small.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally made a compromise and chose the middle one.
After breakfast was ready, Hermione stood at the stairs and shouted, "William, Anne, Bobocha, come down for breakfast!"
William came down from the study on the third floor and sat down at the dining table.
"This Oxford Orange Peel and Jam Sandwich is made strictly according to your steps. This Scottish Chicken Curry Soup is made according to the recipe. Try it?"
Under Hermione's expectant gaze, William picked up the spoon.
He took a mouthful of chicken soup, swallowed it lightly in his mouth, covered his throat after a while, and said with difficulty: "It's delicious, just cream and honey...a bit too much...too thick...water!"
Hermione quickly poured water for William, and patted him on the back to help him breathe.
Wait...William suddenly realized one thing: Wouldn't such a sweet taste temporarily dampen the sense of taste?
Taking advantage of the loss of taste, swallowing an Oxford orange peel and jam cake sandwich...wouldn't the pain be much less painful? !
Genius!
Bobocha cautiously stretched out his claws, and picked up a charred corn sausage from its plate.
It tasted it, and immediately blew up, and spat it out again with a "pooh", rolled its eyes, stiffened its legs, and fell to the ground.
"..." William's hand holding the Oxford orange peel and jam sandwich was stiff.
Damn, he is afraid of death!
"Bobocha, what's your reaction? Playing dead?" Hermione tugged at Bobocha's tail in dissatisfaction.
"Hey, where's Annie, don't you have breakfast?"
"She went through the window and sneaked to Luna's house before dawn. She said she would eat there in the morning." William explained.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of chatting between the two, Bobo Chaye quickly stood up, spread his paws and escaped.
When Bobo Tea ran away, Hermione sighed.
She stretched her legs, her arms were hanging weakly and her body was bent forward. She put half of her face on the table and looked out of the window.
"Damn it, it's obviously the same method, the same weight, why is the taste so weird?"
William didn't run away, he lifted Hermione's chin, and gently turned her face to his side, only to find that the girl was not crying, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
William inserted his hands into Hermione's messy brown curly hair, touched the girl's head, and comforted softly:
"Hermione, it's not your problem anymore, the taste of British food is not very good."
Don't ask, if you ask, British cuisine is all dark cuisine!
Nothing to do with Hermione!
Hermione reached out and snatched the jam sandwich from William's hand, took a bite bitterly, her cheeks bulged, her pear dimples propped up, and she hummed vaguely:
"Don't comfort me, I know it's hard to eat..."
"Not at all." William took Hermione's half-eaten sandwich away from Hermione's hand, bit down without chewing, and swallowed it directly.
After he finished eating in two or three bites, he flicked his finger on her smooth forehead, and said with a smile, "It's unpalatable? Who said it's unpalatable, stand up and see if I don't teach her a lesson!
How dare you dislike your cooking, when Annie comes back, I will turn her into a cat!
Bobo tea snacks should also be stopped! "
Hermione squinted her eyes and smiled, the corners of her mouth curled up in a particularly gentle smile.
She showed two dimples.
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After eating, the two went to the basement again.
William and Hermione stood facing each other.
"The most important thing about magic spells is proficiency in casting spells, and then accuracy."
"You are proficient in a few spells now, and it is enough to fight against your peers, but if you want to face a more powerful black wizard, your skills are far from enough."
William taught Hermione earnestly, and the girl listened hard, preparing to record it in her diary when the training was over.
Hermione has a diary, which is dedicated to recording what William said, and thinking about it again and again when she goes back.
In fact, William wanted to make a Pensieve, which could save memories, and he could teach Hermione the scenes of his battles.
That's the first-hand information.
"Your next goal is to hit these balloons accurately."
William waved his wand, and a row of balloons flew out.
Hermione's wand flicked, and a red light shot out, but it missed a thousand miles and hit the wall directly.
William shrugged. No matter how powerful the spell is, what's the use if it can't hit someone?
William didn't even stand still, and Hermione couldn't even aim and hit him.
But there is no half-step shortcut in combat, it just requires continuous training.
Even if he knows a lot of magic by heart, he can cast it in private, but it's just some fancy moves that seem to be full of flowers. Once he confronts the enemy, he can only die.
The way William taught was pretty much what Professor Flitwick taught him.
Coupled with the experience he has gained from fighting Dumbledore, Snape and other professors in the time loop.
But William didn't let Hermione have all kinds of ironing ideas, girls, what's the matter with training their muscles.
William prefers soft and cute girls.
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(Thanks to "Wind Spirit Fifteen", "Mark*
Vampire Earl" two big boss rewards)
(End of this chapter)