NOVEL WEB Moonlight Life at Hogwarts
Chapter 129 Salad Bisque
Chapter 129 Salad Bisque
On Saturday, Ivan got out of bed early in the morning.
Although there is no class today,
Although today is Hermione's authorized rest day, she can sleep until twelve o'clock.
But Ivan still got up very early, and the reason was very simple. Mr. McGonagall wanted to take the two of them to Hogsmeade... Apart from studying, Mr. McGonagall rarely asked them to do anything, so Aiwen agreed without any hesitation.
A few days ago, Ginny wanted him to guide her in learning magic. Ivan is still considering it, but Ginny seemed to have nothing happened. She greeted him when she saw Ivan, which made him a little weird Embarrassed, but only limited to embarrassment, especially after seeing Hermione, all that embarrassment is gone.
Since they were leaving school, neither Aiwen nor Hermione wore school uniforms. Hermione was wearing a dark red robe today, and some of her hair was tied up and tied behind her head. It forms a half ball head, which looks very delicate and cute.
"What are you looking at!" Hermione waved her little fist, "Stop watching!"
"Oh." Aiwen obediently cast his gaze into the distance, counting silently in his heart: three, two, one...
"Turn around!" Hermione raised her elbow and nudged him. "Are you an idiot?"
"Hey, if I'm a fool, then you are a fool." Ivan laughed, and Hermione elbowed him again, and then the two walked downstairs together.
Today's weather is very sunny, although the temperature is still a bit low, when they went downstairs, Mr. McGonagall was already standing outside the auditorium. The sun shone on Mr. McGonagall's body, which was slightly dazzling.
"Good morning, Mr. McGonagall!" The two shouted together.
"Good morning to you too." Teacher McGonagall smiled very gently, without the slightest usual stern look, "Especially you, Ivan, do you feel uncomfortable getting up on Saturday morning?"
"Actually, it's okay..." Ai Wen said lazily, but Hermione interrupted him before he finished speaking: "Don't worry, teacher, if I tell him to wake up at seven, he won't dare to return it at seven o'clock." Stay in bed!"
"Please, I don't want to lose face!" Ivan complained, and Hermione glared at him immediately, so he waved his hand with an unlovely expression. Recently, Hermione's research topic encountered difficulties, and the whole Everyone is a little bit hairy, it's better to follow her a little bit, it won't hurt.
"Okay, you two, stop fighting," Mrs. McGonagall raised her hand and rubbed Hermione's head, "Have you two not had breakfast yet? I'll take you to breakfast, but this time We need to be faster, otherwise we won't be able to catch up."
Regarding the matter of going to Hogsmeade, in fact, the two of them have been there with Professor Flitwick once before, and this time they came out with Mr. McGonagall, and they are a little more familiar with each other. There is no change from last time, and the place is still the same. It is full of thatched-roofed houses decorated with magic candles under the eaves.
Mr. McGonagall led them to turn left and right in Hogsmeade, and finally came to a very hidden shop. The environment of the shop was very clean, but judging from the decoration, it had been a certain year.
"Kubilei, one serving of salad soup, two servings of soup." Mrs. McGonagall led the two into the store, and then found a corner and sat down.
"As you wish." The one who received them was a very old male wizard: Kubile, with gray hair, even so, he tried to straighten his spine as much as possible, and the wizard robes were also kept very clean and spotless. , Hearing Mr. McGonagall's voice, first bowed slightly, then turned around and began to pack up.
While the old wizard was making the soup, Mrs. McGonagall said softly to the two of them, "In the past, Elphinstone and I liked to drink thick soup from Kebile, and the thick soup he made is very good. Drink, but I don't know if it suits your taste, you can try it."
Ivan nodded seriously. For some reason, he always felt that when Mr. McGonagall mentioned... Elphinstone, his tone was a bit low.
Just when he was thinking about whether to ask, Hermione asked, "Master, who is Elphinstone? It's yours..."
The conversation ended in the middle, and Hermione realized at this time that she seemed to have said something she shouldn't have said, and said with a flushed face, "I'm sorry, teacher."
"There's nothing I'm sorry about." Teacher McGonagall smiled, showing a look of reminiscence, "Just asking, it's nothing, but you have to ask Elphinstone, he is just a fool who has liked me for a long time That's all... well, we can eat."
At this time, the aged Kebile had already come to their small table with a tray in his right hand, and placed three bowls of thick soup in front of them. Besides that, there was also a stack of bread and sweet sauce.
Mrs. McGonagall stretched out her hand and ordered, and two bowls of rich soup came to Ivan and Hermione. Ivan took a piece of bread, and Hermione immediately spread the prepared sweet sauce on it. One piece belongs to Ivan, and the second piece belongs to her.
I have to say that the thick soup here is really delicious, and the spices in it are very rich. Ivan sipped it lightly, full of praise for it, it is really delicious, no wonder Mr. McGonagall brought them here.
"Teacher, why are there so few things in your soup?" Hermione asked curiously.
"It's nothing, it's just because I've been drinking for too long and I'm used to it." Teacher McGonagall laughed.
"So teacher, can we change it? I think yours must be better than mine." Ivan said suddenly, looking at the bowl of thick soup in front of Mr. McGonagall, which was obviously much lighter.
Under the effect of magic, the two people's thick soup suddenly changed positions. Just when Mr. McGonagall wanted to stop it, Ivan had already picked up the bowl and took a big sip.
Teacher McGonagall was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ivan in a daze. Ivan smiled, picked up a piece of bread and ate it.
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(End of this chapter)
On Saturday, Ivan got out of bed early in the morning.
Although there is no class today,
Although today is Hermione's authorized rest day, she can sleep until twelve o'clock.
But Ivan still got up very early, and the reason was very simple. Mr. McGonagall wanted to take the two of them to Hogsmeade... Apart from studying, Mr. McGonagall rarely asked them to do anything, so Aiwen agreed without any hesitation.
A few days ago, Ginny wanted him to guide her in learning magic. Ivan is still considering it, but Ginny seemed to have nothing happened. She greeted him when she saw Ivan, which made him a little weird Embarrassed, but only limited to embarrassment, especially after seeing Hermione, all that embarrassment is gone.
Since they were leaving school, neither Aiwen nor Hermione wore school uniforms. Hermione was wearing a dark red robe today, and some of her hair was tied up and tied behind her head. It forms a half ball head, which looks very delicate and cute.
"What are you looking at!" Hermione waved her little fist, "Stop watching!"
"Oh." Aiwen obediently cast his gaze into the distance, counting silently in his heart: three, two, one...
"Turn around!" Hermione raised her elbow and nudged him. "Are you an idiot?"
"Hey, if I'm a fool, then you are a fool." Ivan laughed, and Hermione elbowed him again, and then the two walked downstairs together.
Today's weather is very sunny, although the temperature is still a bit low, when they went downstairs, Mr. McGonagall was already standing outside the auditorium. The sun shone on Mr. McGonagall's body, which was slightly dazzling.
"Good morning, Mr. McGonagall!" The two shouted together.
"Good morning to you too." Teacher McGonagall smiled very gently, without the slightest usual stern look, "Especially you, Ivan, do you feel uncomfortable getting up on Saturday morning?"
"Actually, it's okay..." Ai Wen said lazily, but Hermione interrupted him before he finished speaking: "Don't worry, teacher, if I tell him to wake up at seven, he won't dare to return it at seven o'clock." Stay in bed!"
"Please, I don't want to lose face!" Ivan complained, and Hermione glared at him immediately, so he waved his hand with an unlovely expression. Recently, Hermione's research topic encountered difficulties, and the whole Everyone is a little bit hairy, it's better to follow her a little bit, it won't hurt.
"Okay, you two, stop fighting," Mrs. McGonagall raised her hand and rubbed Hermione's head, "Have you two not had breakfast yet? I'll take you to breakfast, but this time We need to be faster, otherwise we won't be able to catch up."
Regarding the matter of going to Hogsmeade, in fact, the two of them have been there with Professor Flitwick once before, and this time they came out with Mr. McGonagall, and they are a little more familiar with each other. There is no change from last time, and the place is still the same. It is full of thatched-roofed houses decorated with magic candles under the eaves.
Mr. McGonagall led them to turn left and right in Hogsmeade, and finally came to a very hidden shop. The environment of the shop was very clean, but judging from the decoration, it had been a certain year.
"Kubilei, one serving of salad soup, two servings of soup." Mrs. McGonagall led the two into the store, and then found a corner and sat down.
"As you wish." The one who received them was a very old male wizard: Kubile, with gray hair, even so, he tried to straighten his spine as much as possible, and the wizard robes were also kept very clean and spotless. , Hearing Mr. McGonagall's voice, first bowed slightly, then turned around and began to pack up.
While the old wizard was making the soup, Mrs. McGonagall said softly to the two of them, "In the past, Elphinstone and I liked to drink thick soup from Kebile, and the thick soup he made is very good. Drink, but I don't know if it suits your taste, you can try it."
Ivan nodded seriously. For some reason, he always felt that when Mr. McGonagall mentioned... Elphinstone, his tone was a bit low.
Just when he was thinking about whether to ask, Hermione asked, "Master, who is Elphinstone? It's yours..."
The conversation ended in the middle, and Hermione realized at this time that she seemed to have said something she shouldn't have said, and said with a flushed face, "I'm sorry, teacher."
"There's nothing I'm sorry about." Teacher McGonagall smiled, showing a look of reminiscence, "Just asking, it's nothing, but you have to ask Elphinstone, he is just a fool who has liked me for a long time That's all... well, we can eat."
At this time, the aged Kebile had already come to their small table with a tray in his right hand, and placed three bowls of thick soup in front of them. Besides that, there was also a stack of bread and sweet sauce.
Mrs. McGonagall stretched out her hand and ordered, and two bowls of rich soup came to Ivan and Hermione. Ivan took a piece of bread, and Hermione immediately spread the prepared sweet sauce on it. One piece belongs to Ivan, and the second piece belongs to her.
I have to say that the thick soup here is really delicious, and the spices in it are very rich. Ivan sipped it lightly, full of praise for it, it is really delicious, no wonder Mr. McGonagall brought them here.
"Teacher, why are there so few things in your soup?" Hermione asked curiously.
"It's nothing, it's just because I've been drinking for too long and I'm used to it." Teacher McGonagall laughed.
"So teacher, can we change it? I think yours must be better than mine." Ivan said suddenly, looking at the bowl of thick soup in front of Mr. McGonagall, which was obviously much lighter.
Under the effect of magic, the two people's thick soup suddenly changed positions. Just when Mr. McGonagall wanted to stop it, Ivan had already picked up the bowl and took a big sip.
Teacher McGonagall was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ivan in a daze. Ivan smiled, picked up a piece of bread and ate it.
……
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(End of this chapter)
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