"Don't move, otherwise if my hand shakes, you will cut the branch hat!"

Because of the panicked screams of the Sorting Hat, Elena had to raise her voice to make sure that Phoenix Fox, who was standing on the table in the center of the room, could hear her voice.

There is no doubt that Phoenix Fox, who has accompanied Dumbledore for decades, is very clear about the importance of this chattering hat to Hogwarts. It is smart and loyal to it, when facing such a choice, will inevitably be extra cautious.

In this way, both the phoenix flame and the sharp long beak will lose threat to Elena.

As Elena expected, in the face of the branch hat, Phoenix Fox's movements showed a hint of hesitation.

"Chance!"

While Fox's beautiful big eyes were filled with confusion and his long golden beak stopped in place, Elena put the wide branch hat on the poor phoenix's head in one go.

"You see, this is not very simple!"

After successfully covering the phoenix's head with a branch hat, Elena raised her eyebrows proudly, hugged Fox's warm body with one hand, and gently stroked the trembling phoenix wings with the other hand, comforting gently.

"Don't be afraid, I didn't prepare kitchen utensils today, and I won't eat yours for the time being."

"Guwu—"

As Elena's voice, Fox's body shook and made a begging whine.

The golden-red bird with a long beak tied in the branch hat quietly lay on the table, not daring to move, for fear that the silver-haired little demon on his back would be unhappy and asked its long beak to penetrate the branch hat.

"Silly, even if you can catch the phoenix, so what can you do?"

Obviously, the characters in the portrait have their own unique contact information. A young witch with long dark hair appeared in an empty picture frame near the bookshelf and snorted.

Is another old antique looking for trouble? The silver-haired little erotic curled his lips helplessly, and was about to retort when he suddenly heard the witch turn the subject.

"The phoenix is ​​not afraid of flames or high temperatures. Although I have never cooked a phoenix, it has proved that it is not feasible to cross this path when I was grilling a fire ashes. Have you thought carefully about how to cook it?"

Hey?

Barbecue fire ash snake...

It sounds like it is another delicious dish. Did the former principal of Hogwarts actually have friends with her like her?

Elena did not answer. First, she looked at the signature and introduction under the picture frame of the young witch with long-haired dark hair, and immediately became awe-inspiring.

[Phyllida Spore], who accidentally ate the highly poisonous saccharide, unfortunately died in 1408. The principal of the Hogwarts Magic School, a famous herbalist, and the author of "Thousands of Magical Herbs and Mushrooms".

It's simply a female version of Shennong in the European magic world. If there were no such fearless herbalist, the level of potions in the entire magic world might have been backwards for many years.

Thinking of this, looking down at the trembling Phoenix Fox, the original guilt in Elena suddenly disappeared - so it turned out that she was for a greater ideal.

"Principal Felida, you are right. The cooking method I thought about before was indeed a bit inappropriate. Magical creatures should not be considered in conventional thinking."

Elena, who had always been unyielding, thought carefully for a while, nodded convincingly, and admitted her own mistake openly.

He is worthy of being a witch who can become the principal of Hogwarts. Even the remaining wisdom in the portrait hundreds of years later is enough to give guidance to future generations.

The magical creatures in the magic world have their own characteristics. If they blindly stick to biological forms and appearances and forcefully imitate non-magic world cooking methods to think, it would be a bit too wasteful.

For a long time, the reason why people are accustomed to eating cooked food is that compared with raw meat, cooked foods that have been sterilized by high temperatures not only last longer, but also healthier and easier to digest and absorb. In addition, cooked meats usually taste more in line with their preferences.

However, although the phoenix looks like a large golden-red turkey, it is actually not completely viewed in the way birds cook.

As a magical creature that is reborn from the ashes, every piece of flesh on the phoenix has been strictly sterilized at high temperatures and is in a perfect state from the beginning. There is no need to consider adding it again and making it unnecessary.

"So, you can actually cut the phoenix meat into thin slices, prepare a bowl of ice water and a small dish of dipping sauce next to it, dip it slightly in the ice water, wrap it with a thick layer of seasoning, and stuff it into your mouth.

The temperature difference between ice and fire, coupled with explosive seasoning, is simply the most delicious enjoyment in the world."

Elena thoughtfully stroked the soft feathers of Phoenix Fox, swallowed, and frowned with some distress.

"But in this way, the freshness of meat will be extremely strict. You don't have to catch it every time you want to eat phoenix meat. If you accidentally kill it, you have to wait until it grows up slowly."

Hearing the murmur of the silver-haired luoli, Phoenix Fox's body trembled violently again, and his head, bound in the branch hat, began to shake left and right in panic, as if trying to break free from the constraints.

"Obe obedient, don't make trouble, I'm thinking about things."

Feeling the phoenix under him began to become restless, Elena gently patted Fox's wide wings.

"Don't worry, I usually don't like sashimi - um, that is, raw meat slices - such as eating without technical content."

"Indeed, if eaten raw, it seems a bit too savage. We are wizards."

Filida Spoel nodded in agreement and hugged his arms in confusion, "But, other than that, it is really difficult for the Phoenix to find a suitable cooking method."

Before we knew it, all the portraits of the entire principal's office had woken up, holding their breath, and nervously watching the man and his paintings full of dangerous conversations.

"Wait, Principal Filida, I seem to have thought of a way."

Elena unconsciously swam back and forth along the muscle lines of Fox's wings. Suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed through her mind, and she looked at Filida Spoel happily and said.

"Have you heard of non-magical fishermen dealing with those extra fish?"

"Hmm? You mean salted fish..."

The young witch with long-haired dark hair lit up and nodded in praise.

"This is indeed a good idea. Just place the phoenix wings and phoenix legs with thick salt in a cool and dry place and slowly air-dry it, and then it can be stored for a long time."

!!!

Phoenix Fox's struggle began to become more intense, and his long beak poked out small protrusions from the inside and out.

"That's right, when winter is cold, you only need to cut a small piece of phoenix meat and put it in the soup, and cook out the warm magic contained in the phoenix. Even a small bowl is enough to make the whole body warm in an instant."

After finally meeting a confidant in the magic world, the silver-haired little luoli excitedly followed Filida's words and added.

After pausing for a moment, Elena wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and said with a little annoyance, "It is worthy of being the great wizard who wrote "Thousands of Magical Herbs and Mushrooms". I really regret not being able to meet you, Principal Filida, earlier."

"Where are, you are the little witch I have ever seen over the years, with the most courage to explore the unknown."

The young witch with long dark hair waved her hand a little shyly, but it was obviously very suitable for Elena's compliments.

Felida Spoel glanced at the well-behaved silver-haired little luoli with satisfaction, thought for a while, raised his finger and said slowly, "As for cutting magical substances, I can actually teach you a little trick..."

Guwu-

Woo--

At this moment, Phoenix Fox suddenly let out a series of unusually high-pitched chirping, and his neck, which was trapped, began to shake desperately, without any concern about whether the branch hat would be exposed.

Immediately afterwards, Fox's huge golden-red wings spread directly to both sides, and flapped their wings and flew up directly.

"Hey?Hey??!"

Elena, who was pricking up her ears and listening carefully to Principal Felida's teaching of magic tricks, tilted her body, subconsciously grasped the brim of the branch hat with both hands, trying hard to pull Phoenix Fox.

However, even the strength of a fish is not as good as that of a silver-haired luoli, facing a phoenix that can bear the weight of several adults, the power gap is even greater.

The next second, Elena was taken away by Phoenix Fox with no effort, like a piece of light paper, with almost no effective obstacles.

Grasping her hands on the edge of the branch hat, the silver-haired little luoli, who followed the phoenix in the office, suddenly remembered an idiom in his mind - riding a tiger hard to get rid of.

Because the entire head was covered by a division hat, the frightened Phoenix Fox began to fly around like a headless fly in Dumbledore's spacious and beautiful office.

On its back, a small silver figure tried to grab a black hat so that it wouldn't accidentally fall off.

"Left left left left!!"

"Ah, stupid bird, don't fly around, I won't eat you today!"

"Right to the right, don't go over there that's the bookshelf!"

Bang!

The tall wooden bookshelf let out a sour moan, and slowly fell down, and various books scattered all over the ground like flowers scattered by the goddess.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Go and hit the chandelier-"

Duang!

Several of the lampposts were broken by Fox and fell down crookedly.

"Don't come over! Don't come over!"

"Oh my goodness, who will inform Dumbledore."

Elena, who had finally escaped the impact, heard the screams of the respected male and female principals of Hogwarts in his previous years.

"Wait a minute, there are portraits of the principals over there..."

The girl raised her head, her pupils shrank slightly, and the next time she hit the target was the picture frame of the principals - some portraits were out of print, and it would be a pity if they were damaged. After all, she didn't know whether Dumbledore could repair them.

The most important thing is that she thinks the principals’ thoughts are quite interesting.

"never mind!"

Gritting his teeth, Elena grabbed both sides of the branch hat with both hands, swung her body along with inertia, barely aimed at the other direction of the room, and then curled up with a look of death to avoid being hurt too much.

Crazy-

The completely frightened Phoenix Fox rushed straight to the wooden table it had stood before, knocking all kinds of snacks and desserts on it all over the floor, and finally hit Dumbledore's wooden desk and stopped.

The ink bottle on Dumbledore's desk rolled down, and the spread of letters on it was stained with a layer of ink.

Elena's small body hit the wall with inertia hanging on the portraits of the principals. The girl panicked and seemed to have grabbed the edge of a wooden frame, cushioned a little, and then slowly slid into the corner of the wall.

Bang!
To be continued...