Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

Heavy snow was falling, flying and circling in the night sky.

This is a Muggle community in London, with thousands of houses brightly lit and festooned.

The ornately decorated Christmas tree on the doorstep of nearly every house heralds the day ahead.

For Brits, it's the end of the year and the beginning of a new one.

Today is Christmas Eve.

In the Granger family at this time, a two-meter-high Christmas tree was placed in the corner of the hall, covered with colorful lights and trinkets, which looked very festive.

Mrs. Granger put a huge tray in the center of the table with a big smile on her face.

"The turkey is here~!"

But Hermione and Mr. Granger didn't even look at her, they were all staring at the kitchen behind her.

Inside, the sound of the spatula colliding with the iron pan echoed in the living room accompanied by the overflowing aroma.

Looking at the two people who were absent-minded, Mrs. Granger's eyes flashed a smile, but she pinched her waist and put on a jealous expression.

"You two! What are you looking at? Isn't the food I cook delicious?"

"It's delicious," Mr. Granger responded, his eyes still looking towards the kitchen, "What is Bai doing? It smells so delicious... The 'Deaf and Killing' that I made last time is really delicious... ..."

Mr. Granger read nondescript Chinese seriously, and even licked the corner of his mouth, obviously enjoying the aftertaste.

"Dad, that's 'Longjing Shrimp'."

Hermione earnestly corrected her in Chinese.

Mrs. Granger lowered her head while cutting the turkey, and glared at him.

"So you're talking about delicious food? It's not me?"

Mr. Granger's desire to survive was finally on the line, he coughed lightly, opened the newspaper in his hand and pretended to read it.

"It's all delicious, it's all delicious..."

Mrs. Granger snorted and let him go.

However, as the stir-frying sound in the kitchen became louder and louder, the unique aroma of oriental dishes came out from the kitchen, making the three people in the living room swallow their mouths.

Hermione touched her nose, "I'll help Bai Duancai."

"I think you just want to steal it!"

Hermione smiled at her mother and ran straight into the kitchen.

"This child..."

Mrs. Granger smiled helplessly, and exchanged glances with Mr.

My daughter is probably going to be abducted in front of their eyes.

As soon as Hermione ran into the kitchen, she saw Mo Bai wearing an apron, shaking the wok from the back.

When the frying pan was turned over, the flames soaring into the sky startled the little girl.

Mo Bai noticed the movement behind him, and didn't turn his head, "It just so happens that you take out some of the dishes first. I saw that your father liked it last time, so I specially made that plate of Longjing shrimp."

"Oh……"

Hermione sniffed, and as she got closer, the slightly pungent sweet and sour smell in the air became clearer and clearer, but it smelled very pleasant.

"what are you doing?"

"You will know the famous dishes in my hometown in a while."

"Oh……"

Looking at the delicious dishes in front of her, Hermione sneaked a glance at Mo Bai.

He found that the boy was cooking seriously with his back turned to him, and he didn't pay attention to her at all.

It's not too much to sneak a taste...

Her little hand reached for the biggest bowl, and the sweet and sour pork ribs lying in it were very tempting.

"Be careful of the heat."

A laughing voice came from Mo Bai's direction, and the little girl quickly withdrew her hand in fright.

Turning around, Mo Bai still didn't look back, and skillfully sprinkled seasoning into the pot.

Does this guy have eyes in the back of his head?

Hermione curled her lips, and directly reached for the largest and tastiest piece.

"hiss!"

Sure enough, a scorching sensation came from her fingertips, Hermione shook her hand, and the ribs fell directly to the ground.

"I said it all, be careful it's hot."

A helpless voice appeared behind her this time, and the little girl felt her fingers being caught by someone behind her.

His fingertips were already red and swollen, and he put them near his mouth and blew gently.

The cool wind brushed over the fingertips, replaced by a slight coolness, and an inexplicable crisp and numb feeling.

Hermione blushed slightly, and withdrew her hand forcefully.

"I'm fine~"

The voice unconsciously brought a little cuteness.

"If you want to eat, just tell me, and steal it."

Mo Bai looked at the little girl dotingly, and scratched her nose.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the ribs that just fell to the ground did not fall to the ground, but were suspended in the air, and he pinched them in his hands.

"No, don't waste it, eat it, it should be cold by now after you have made such a fuss."

Hermione rolled her eyes at him charmingly, opened her mouth obediently, and let the boy feed it into her mouth.

"Is it delicious?"

The pork ribs were treated very well by Mobai, and the meat was soft and tender. Hermione could easily take out a bare bone from her mouth, and it had been stewed until it fell off the bone.

"good to eat!"

Hermione nodded, her eyes moved to Ribs again.

still want to eat.

Looking at this snack, Mo Bai helplessly patted her hand.

"It's time to eat, let's serve the dishes first."

"Oh."

The two walked back and forth three times, and a large table of dishes was placed on the table in the living room.

However, if you look at the dishes alone, if you don’t look at the roast turkey in the center, people will think that this is the New Year’s Eve in the East, not Christmas Eve in the UK.

After all, this table was cooked by Mo Bai himself.

In his previous life, he always cooked at home for the whole family. After coming to this world, he cooked for the old man for several years.

If he hadn't become a wizard, he felt that he could open a restaurant and live quite well.

Seeing that the Granger family couldn't wait to pick up the knife and fork, he touched his chin.

How about... opening a restaurant in Diagon Alley after graduation?
Let these British people taste what is called a gourmet delicacy from the East.

The Granger family was already tempted to move by the aroma of a table, and Mr. Granger directly locked his eyes on the "Deaf Killer" he had handpicked. The white and tender shrimps were like white jade, crystal clear under the light.

And Mrs. Granger also looked at a dish.

It was fried golden, and the pieces of what was not visible were piled up on the plate, the oil was shiny, and it was also dotted with shredded carrots and onions.

The tangy aroma on the table could not cover up the slightly pungent sweet and sour taste of this dish, which made her want to stop.

"Bai, what kind of dish is this?"

Mo Bai had already sat beside Hermione.

"This is a classic dish in my hometown."

"The people here have a name for it, 'French Syrup Style Soft Fried Pork Chops.'"

"Is this a pork chop?"

She poked it with a knife and felt that the shell was hard.

"Well, actually, I don't like this name very much. I'm still used to calling it by its original name, Guobaorou."

"Guo Baoyou."

Mrs. Granger repeated the Chinese that was difficult for her to pronounce.

Mo Bai smiled, "You can try it, I think you should like it."

Sure enough, when the knife cut through the hard shell, amidst the crisp sound, the tender and even juicy pork was perfectly processed inside.

Mrs. Granger had just put it in her mouth, and she couldn't help sighing because of the crispy outside and tender inside.

"Wow, that's great, Bai! Your cooking skills are really perfect."

Mo Bai smiled flatly, "Thank you for your compliment."

He cut a piece of Mrs Granger's roast turkey and put it in his mouth.

The whole person froze for a very brief moment, lowered his head and chewed hard, with a slight frown between his brows, and swallowed the dry and tasteless grilled chicken in his mouth.

"Mrs. Granger's turkey... is also great."

At this moment, Hermione, whose mouth was already full of food, burst out laughing suddenly.

She quickly covered her mouth to avoid spraying the food.

And Mr. Granger, who was holding the shrimp, also looked at Mobai in surprise.

Only Mrs. Granger smiled, "Is that right? I knew that good chefs would appreciate each other. It's not like these two heartless people who pick and choose without cooking every day."

The corners of Mobai's eyebrows twitched twice in a very small range.

"Indeed it is..."

Mrs. Granger was still criticizing her husband and daughter.

"The roast turkey is still not moving every year. Fortunately, I have to roast it carefully for a day every time. Fortunately, there is white this year."

Hearing this, the boy suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Bai, since you like it, this turkey is all yours!"

Hermione trembled all over with a suppressed laugh, her little face flushed,

Seeing Mrs. Granger's smiling face, Mo Bai refused in his heart, but he could only nod in resignation.

"Thank you, Mrs Granger."

"Good boy~!"

Mrs. Granger smiled kindly, with satisfaction in her eyes.

Just when Mo Bai was looking at the huge turkey in front of him and didn't know what to do, in an instant, he turned his head to look at the door.

at the same time.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
A knock came from the door,