In the secret room of Harris Temple, the windows were already open, and the curtains kept flying and falling under the night wind.

On the desk indoor, except for a few plates that have not been uncovered, the middle is a copper pot with a particularly shaped shape. There is a structure similar to a chimney in the middle. There is some red-hot charcoal inside, which makes the domestic steam outside the chimney steam and smoke, making the whole room full of sweetness and meat fragrance.

In the boiling soup, a slightly yellow sour cabbage floated in it, rising and falling.

The Lavenclaw family of three was sitting around the square table, eating happily.

At this time, Luna was picking up the mutton plate, and turned upside down the bottom of the plate. She saw that the mutton was tightly attached to the plate, and there was no sign of falling off: "Is it good mutton if it doesn't fall off?"

"And my good knife skills~" Allen saw that Luna, who had no appetite, was a little happy and contented. "Qiu Zhang's parents don't have this thing at home. I used my mother's pickled German sauerkraut instead, but the taste should be similar. When I saw my father eating roasted pork elbows, he said that the pickled pot tasted better than before."

"When pickling sauerkraut, I'll help my grandma." Helena took a sip of soup with a silver spoon to maintain the etiquette of the medieval court, and then gracefully wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and said proudly, "Grandma said that if the cabbage in autumn and winter was tighter, the season was a little softer, otherwise it would be crisper."

"Hellina did it? You have been very skilled in switching states recently..." Allen praised her daughter as a father, "What did you do to introduce to your father and mother."

"Father, it's cumin and salt. Grandma added a small amount of buttermilk milk to help ferment." Helena was a little happy to see her father asking as she wished, "and then put the whole leaf of the cabbage on the bottom of the ceramic jar of pickled sauerkraut. Grandma said she didn't ask why she did it just keep the tradition. Then she put the cabbage into thin strips on a layer, then added salt and cumin and rub the salt into the shredded cabbage with her hands until the surface of the leaves is damaged... In this way, the moisture in the dish will be broken...

"Helena looked at Allen and said seriously, "Then repeat this until the pickle bar is filled and the cabbage is pressed under the juice seeping out with two stones. Finally, cover the lid and fill it with water between the raised edge of the jar and the lid to isolate the air inside and outside... It will take two weeks to pickle in summer, but it seems to take three weeks in summer?" (Author's note: After finding the production process of German sauerkraut, I found that it is similar to Northeast sauerkraut. No wonder it tastes similar.)

"You are much better than your father when you continue to learn." Allen saw that his daughter said so many things rarely, and knew that she was waiting to be praised. "I said why is this sauerkraut copper hotpot so delicious today? I just put the things in and cook them. It is your credit for how delicious it is."

"It sounds a bit difficult..." Luna looked at the interaction between Allen and Helena and seemed to have some imitation. She also decided to show her mother's identity to teach her daughter one way, "Helena, if you don't want to do it, remember to miss it a few times..."

"I like to cook with grandma, mother." Helena nodded, "But I left with this excuse when Miss Crivat was there."

"Luna! Do you usually deal with me like this? And...uh..." Allen was embarrassed and tried to change his daughter's topic with a rhetoric question, but after saying a little bit, he was stuck. At the Harris restaurant, he added a stunt and overshot the matter of shaking a large group of people for a while, and he said in a guilty tone: "I won't go back today, just sleep here... I've gotten some trouble there, Aunt Josephine and her volley bat cloak are all furious."

"Don't my aunt like the dishes made by her father? I thought she would like black pudding..." Helena pointed to the pot, which was actually a sausage made of animal blood, flesh, fat, oats and bread. "I don't like pig blood?"

Luna had her hair tied behind her ears, her mouth leaned forward, and took a sip of the slurry sauerkraut soup. She let out a long time, raised her head, wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow."

"No, I asked the doctor Michelle before. It's really appetizing, but you can't eat too much. The salt is too high for a god." While joking, Allen used a colander to pick up a piece of black pudding, dipped it in a fork and blew the heat in a mouthful of garlic, put it on Luna's plate, and then gave her a piece to her beloved daughter.

"The black pudding is not delicious." Luna returned the black pudding fork that she had eaten, and then she uncovered the remaining plate of lid on the table, "And the colorful fish? Not bad."

The base of this dish is a soup with soy sauce color. The ball-like fish body was gently scratched by Allen. Now, after steaming, it has already burst into pieces and looks very fresh. It is sprinkled with seasonings such as ginger, green onion, pepper rings, etc., which look red, green and white, and the color makes people very appetizing.

"I used Emily to make this meal for you on the excuse of catching a cold, and of course there will be colored fish." Allen raised his eyebrows proudly, "I only steamed for seven minutes. Qiu Zhang's mother taught me the key points of steaming fish. It was high in fire, lots of water, and enough gas... The high temperature quickly suppressed the loss of juice in the fish meat and locked in the umami flavor. The soy sauce I asked them for had just been preheated in advance to prevent the cold soy sauce from cooling the temperature of the fish... In addition, I have to praise Maggie. She was just a little careful fish and left you the fattest one."

"Herga taught me that the eyes will be a little bulging after the fresh eyes are ready." Luna stared at her convex eyes and looked at the convex eyes of the convex eyes of the convex eyes of the convex fish, then extended her fork to the chin of the fish and dug out some crescent meat. The white and tender fish meat trembled on her fork.

"Father, it's a pity that there are no big-mouthed colored ball fish now. At that time, Helga could only get one occasionally... She would send it to us." Helena was well-educated and picked up the common fork that neither of her parents used by the plate, and divided a large piece of fish belly and put it on Allen's plate. "Father, you eat this piece... I don't need nutrition now, and I don't think there is much flavor for this kind of dish with low taste... The fish belly is plump and delicate, and my mother eats chin and gives me the fish belly..."

"It's okay Helena, I've prepared some hot sauce dipping for you, and you can still feel the soft and tender taste." Allen turned the fish belly back to the child, handed over the dipping sauce prepared for her in the plate, and finally touched Helena's hair, "Next time Dad will make some heavy mouths for you."

"Thank you, father!" Helena did not refuse. She enjoyed this kind of time when a family of three had a meal, which was also the thing she was most jealous of other young wizards when she was a child.

After seeing Helena start eating fish with a fork, Alan immediately turned his head and glared at Luna. A vague voice sounded in her heart: "I heard that ancient kidnappers would starve the kidnapped child for three days, and then make a fish for him. If he would eat the meat on the back of the fish and pick large pieces, it would be a child from a poor family and would be released or slaughtered directly. If the child came up and dig the belly of the fish, then this would have to be deducted for a few days for his family to let the blood be released. But if the child came up and turned to find the fish's chin, otherwise the child's family would not lose everything, and he would definitely not be able to leave, because this means that he is the most favored in the family..."

Luna did not stop eating, but she just thrust her belly, which was completely unprotruding, and she immediately lost her temper and could only grab some fish back meat to eat.

After the last family enjoyed a main course made by the host, Alan unbuttoned the remaining lid and gave the mother and daughter a bowl of white things.

Feeling the softness and fragrance of the milk quickly occupied, Luna looked at Allen vaguely, "New flavor pudding?"

"Also called double-skin milk. The layer of milk you just picked up actually needs to be curd twice to form when it is made. The upper skin is sweet and the lower skin is fragrant and smooth." Allen also picked up a bowl of double-skin milk, took a sip, and half-squinted his eyes enjoying it. "I can't find buffalo milk, so I can only use ordinary milk instead, so the color is a bit yellow. Fortunately, the taste is not as good as the authentic sweetness, but it's still okay... Hum? Alas..." Allen put down the bowl in his hand, and the person was filled with sorrow, "Luna, my mother was happy and worried about your situation. It's not a solution for us to hide like this... Helga was also suspicious today..."

"Drag a day to count." Luna lowered her unfocused eyes and looked at the dessert.

Alan noticed Luna's little move and noticed that Luna seemed to be a little guilty... But why did she feel guilty? He suddenly became alert. After thinking for a while, Allen screamed at the pregnant partner: "Luna! Do you want to drag your stomach until you are too big to make others unable to beat you so that they can only beat me one?!!!"

Upon hearing this, Luna turned her head away and stopped looking at Allen - and just as Allen was about to complain, her expression suddenly changed, "Wait, Allen."

"Don't think of changing the subject!" Alan thought of his mother's thick feather duster, and his fear of pain made the little cowardly Eagle feel a little scared.

"I have a premonition..." Luna's light silver eyes turned to Alan, with a piece of unwiped double-skinned milk at the corner of her mouth, and her ethereal voice was slightly higher than before. "It's time to get the invisible clothes back, and someone has focused on it."

"Who is it?" Allen asked blurted out, "Death?"

"No, I can't feel it if it's the real master of the Deathly Hallows... But don't be too anxious, I had a premonition in advance..." Luna leaned back on the chair and hiccupped comfortably, "My divine power has improved very quickly recently. In addition to knowledge, many business people have also started to pray to me... In addition to my research on the old wand and the resurrection stone has made me have some fate connection with this cloak. It should be just some mortals who have become interested in it, and maybe too much mention of the name of the Invisible Clothes made me feel a bit... "

"So that... won't the God of Death feel it when we talk about them?" Allen said the worry in his heart, "I mean, he is at least a true god..."

"If he was willing to come to the mortal world, he could feel it, but now he is in the underworld." Luna continued to scoop up her double-skinned milk, "But he could still feel the Creator of Death after the change of ownership... He shouldn't be so leisurely and slow after that... Helena, don't run around recently, just stay in the temple or at home."

Helena just said well when her father asked her mother to cheat him and talked with him. She responded only after hearing the advice: "Yes, mother."

"It's better to have a death to move than to worry us in the dark..." Allen's fingers knocked on the table, "Invisible Clothes... Dumbledore? Maybe Voldemort... Well, Tom wasn't looking for an old wand some time ago, he might have figured out some things about the Deathly Hallows... When the little Crouch pretended to be a crazy man, he knew that Harry had an invisible Clothes. Maybe Tom had heard from him..." After some self-talk, he stood up and said, "You go to bed after eating. Helena, take care of your mother. I'll go out now to avoid the nights and dreams... Well, I'll go back to the Gryffindor lounge first, and then go to Tom to teach him another lesson. It just happened that our economy was in a bad mood recently..."
Chapter completed!