Hogwarts, where the stars shine

The castle of Hogwarts is like paper. It can neither block the cold wind of November nor keep any secrets.

In just one morning, news of the Slytherin Quidditch team members being hospitalized spread throughout the four houses.

Whether it is a seventh grade student who is about to graduate or a new student, almost everyone has expressed their opinion on this matter.

The number of people participating in the discussion gradually increased, and everyone's opinions on the matter became diverse. For a time, there were many opinions, and even the outrageous claims had supporters.

Some people say that this is justice from heaven, who makes the Slytherin players always violently gallop over the stadium; some people say that this is just an accident, they got together to eat something unclean; some people say that this is someone People are deliberately plotting harm, and this kind man is doing it for the people.

By the afternoon, the name of Hogwarts' righteous man was so loud that it suppressed other opinions and dominated the school.

With the exception of Slytherin, more or less people in the other three houses were praising the glorious deeds of righteous people.

It's not that the students from these three colleges are cold-blooded, or that they regard human life as nothing, it's that they haven't realized the seriousness of the matter at this time and haven't seen the seven team members who are suffering from illness.

Coupled with Slytherin House's usually disgusting expression, everyone has a very bad impression of Slytherin students, so there is a scene of the three houses collectively applauding.

The other three houses are currently only in the discussion and speculation stage, but Slytherin students are not so leisurely.

The members of the Quidditch team are all sick and hospitalized. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like someone else's business. Maybe this bad luck will happen to you at some point.

Slytherin students are all in danger and want to find out the truth immediately and catch the real culprit as soon as possible.

This urgency was clearly demonstrated during dinner. They looked at everyone as if they were examining prisoners.The look he looked at Mesa was even more extraordinary, all like a knife.

Fortunately, no matter how sharp the eyes are, they are not really blades. Otherwise, after this dinner, the Mesa would be almost broken into pieces like dumpling fillings.

The atmosphere in the Slytherin dungeon that night was particularly depressing. The misfortune that had happened to the team members was like a boulder, weighing on everyone's hearts, making people breathless.

All the prominent people in the college gathered around the beautifully carved fireplace and discussed the solution in low voices.

It is also important to prevent more Slytherin students from being harmed before the truth is discovered and the murderer is caught.

If Slytherin collapses before the matter is investigated, everything they do will be meaningless.Even the honor that Slytherins hold dear will be thrown into the mud and stepped on repeatedly.

The perpetrator was most likely targeting Slytherin House. Faced with this kind of enemy, Slytherin put aside its past grudges and achieved unprecedented unity.

Whether they are pure-blood supremacists or the relatively friendly Gascoigne and others, they all unite to fight against foreign enemies.

Of course, this unity does not include Mesa Black.

Not because of the bet between the two parties today, but because Mesa is still one of the objects of suspicion, and naturally certain arrangements cannot be made known to him.

Mesa still had this kind of vision, so he didn't ask for trouble to participate in this meeting. Instead, he stayed in his dormitory and kept busy alone.

In the warm bedroom, Mesa sat on the floor and played with a small clay stove. This clay stove took a lot of effort on his part.

The soil for making the clay oven was provided by Hagrid, but Hagrid himself did not know that he had provided help to Mesa.This is just a thank you to Mr. Hager for his free donation.

Once you have enough raw materials, it’s time to proceed to the next step of making a tandoor.

But the weather at Hogwarts was really unsatisfactory. Mesa hadn't seen the sun for a few days since getting the soil.

Fortunately, Mesa is a wizard. Even if the weather and materials do not meet the conditions, he can use magic to make up for it.In the end, after more than a month, the Mesa clay oven was born.

There are several plates placed next to the special small clay oven, containing sliced ​​beef and mutton, as well as several kinds of lettuce.The ingredients all come from the Hogwarts kitchens.

This time it was not a free donation, but the house elves were too enthusiastic, and Mesa couldn't resist it.If Mesa didn't hold it, he would have been able to leave the kitchen alive.

As for how Mesa knew where the kitchen was, he had Sean Hart to thank.

As a Hufflepuff, it's easy to figure out where the Hogwarts kitchens are.So, Sean Hart, this friend, can handle it.

When Mesa was ready, there was a knock on the door at the right time.

After the door opened, Lilia Shafiq's figure appeared in the boys' dormitory, holding a brand new copper crucible in her arms.

There is a very interesting phenomenon at Hogwarts, that is, girls can enter the boys' dormitory, but boys cannot enter the girls' dormitory.

Angry, shaking, cold, this is not fair!

Mesa immediately greeted him enthusiastically, and Lilia suddenly felt like a spring breeze.

But Mesa's next move disappointed Lilia and made her happy for nothing.It turned out that what Mesa greeted was not Lilia, but the cauldron she held in her arms.

When Lilia rolled her eyes, Mesa placed the crucible above the small clay stove and started working again.

Obviously, Mesa wanted to have a meal of mutton hotpot at Hogwarts.

What's a pity is that the base and dipping sauce for this mutton-shabu meal are simple versions made by house elves, and Mesa doesn't know how to guarantee the taste.

Blessed by bluebell-like flames, the cauldron soon overflowed with aroma.Just smelling the scent floating in the air made Mesa feel extremely comfortable.

Pure-blood, mixed-blood, Muggle-born, it doesn't matter, nor does the person behind the attack on Slytherin... there is nothing that a hot pot cannot solve.

If so, then have another tandoori barbecue.

If it still can’t be solved... Are there geese among the animals Hagrid keeps?

In the same dormitory, Lilia naturally smelled the aroma, but the red soup in the crucible was intimidating.

Taking out the homemade wooden chopsticks and the small bowl he took away from the kitchen, Mesa fished out a bowl full of meat slices and vegetables from the crucible and handed it to the eager Lilia.

The Hogwarts version of simple hot pot, Lilia will be the first person to eat this delicious food.

It’s not that Mesa wants to show off his gentlemanly side, nor is it to let Lilia test whether it’s poisonous, but Lilia Shafiq doesn’t know how to use chopsticks!

Besides, Mesa is in no mood to teach Lilia how to use chopsticks right now!

Lilia was also sitting on the ground, holding a fork and a bowl, her big eyes flickering, looking a little hesitant.

The impatient Mesa, whose emotional intelligence was basically at zero at this time, said impatiently: "If you have anything to say, just say it. Do you know that you are acting like a girl now?"

Lilia was stunned by these words and didn't react for a long time.

After being urged repeatedly by Mesa, Lilia asked hesitantly: "Are you sure this thing is really delicious?"

"I'm sure, very sure!" Mesa adjusted her tone to comfort Lilia, who was feeling uneasy.At the same time, control your arms as much as possible so as not to swing the whirlwind chopsticks.

"You swear!" Lilia forked a piece of mutton, "Slytherins will not lie to Slytherins!"