"Oh, very simply, clam chowder is the best soup. The most important thing about this dish is that the rich flavor of salted pork and the unique aroma and umami of seafood complement each other to achieve perfection.

The balance..."

From Tina Scamander's perspective, Elena began to talk about cooking excitedly again. This may be one of the few places where a girl feels helpless, even if the other person is Newt, who knows nothing about cooking.

This cute and serious little chef will still not miss such an essential link.

"I've almost finished preparing the soup. I've put the diced salted pork on the bottom of the pan, then the potatoes on top, sprinkled with herbs, diced onions, black pepper, and finally a layer of salted pork.

Layer full of clams, stew salmon stock, add water to cover all the ingredients, and then simmer for almost thirty minutes..."

but……

The above is only what Tina Scamander and the other little witches heard.

As Elena's hand touched his palm, Newt felt as if he had passed through a thin layer of ripples - no! To be more precise, it should be that his whole body was enveloped in a layer of extremely thin ripples.

Among the thin invisible barriers.

In Newt Scamander's ears, this sound became much smaller.

It was blurry, as if it was background music coming from a far away place. What really sounded clear was another section. What also became clear at the same time was Elena's playful little devil-like expression.

.

"So you have finally made up your mind, Mr. Scamander?"

"Huh? What are you..."

Newt shook his head subconsciously, then turned around worriedly and glanced at his wife, who was a few steps away from him.

Not far away, Tina Scamander was still concentrating on cooking the pan-fried portobello mushrooms in the pot.

Due to the inhalation of a large amount of butter and olive oil in advance, the tender and juicy portobello mushrooms need to be constantly stir-fried during the subsequent cooking process. Otherwise, it is easy to cause only one side of the mushroom juice to be cooked out, and the other side

The juice accumulates unevenly in the mushroom caps, resulting in a bad situation of half greasy and half bland when it is finally plated and eaten.

"Relax, Newt, don't be nervous. Unless they touch my skin, at least for half an hour, everything they see and hear is created by me using the 'Dual Reverse Transformation Magic'

phantom--"

Elena smiled and said softly, spreading her arms and turning in a flexible circle.

"With me as the center, within a space of about one meter, it is completely within my control - all sounds and light have been processed and isolated, even the lip shapes have been simulated and recorded in advance.

There will be any flaws."

"Is this the extremely advanced illusion magic that you developed yourself?"

Newt looked at his surroundings thoughtfully and couldn't see any incongruity at all.

However, judging from the reaction of his wife not far away, it was clear that Tina had not noticed what was happening here at all - unless Tina Scamander would cooperate with these little girls to make bad jokes.

There is no doubt that even Newt has raised his vigilance and predictions about Elena countless times in his mind.

But countless facts have proven that this little witch who was personally trained by Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore has already reached a new realm of magical talent that he cannot understand.

only……

"Sorry, I don't understand. What's the point of doing this?"

Newt Scamander frowned, watching Elena fiddling with the workbench in front of her from time to time, while looking at him with an interested look, which made him feel as if he was the girl on the chopping board.

The illusion of a salmon.

"What I mean is... if you plan to chat with me alone, don't take the risk of chatting about something inappropriate at such an inappropriate time - maybe we should sit down after dinner

Come down and have a discussion."

Looking at the workbench filled with various ingredients, Newt suddenly felt a headache again.

Kitchen cooking is indeed his weakness, so he really doesn't understand why Elena insists on talking about serious things while eating or cooking, especially important things that are so serious and sad.

At least as far as Newt knew, the previous two Dark Lords probably didn't have such irregular and bad habits.

"First of all, what I need to correct is that the most appropriate time to talk about things is while eating and cooking!"

Elena raised her finger and shook it slightly, then continued quite seriously.

"more importantly……"

"Only in this way, Mrs. Scamander will not become suspicious. If I am not wrong, you should not have confessed to your wife about your whereabouts these days, right? If you don't explain clearly tonight, I will wait until tomorrow

, Hannah, after Luna leaves here, your situation will probably be quite dangerous."

"Eh? Danger? Why?" Newt was slightly stunned.

"Isn't this obvious... Oh, forget it, you just listen to me anyway."

Elena glanced at Newt Scamander, who was still a little confused, and shook her head helplessly.

What a hopeless guy. If it weren't for the fact that he had saved the world and was a powerful wizard himself, let alone getting married and having children, he might have been shot to death in a secluded alley before he reached middle age.

Bar.

"Anyway, you still have a quarter of an hour..."

Elena pointed to the clams and salted pork soup in front of her that had been stewed for thirty minutes.

While the two were talking, she had already added milk and soda cracker crumbs to it. It only needed to be simmered for about ten minutes, and then she added the melted butter and wheat flour in another pan and stir-fried it.

A thick paste will be fine.

At the same time, a small and exquisite timer appeared on the workbench.

What the binary rewind transformation magic changes is just the optical phenomenon. Even if Elena's optimization can restrain the sound within a local range, it is essentially just a more advanced illusion magic.

On the other hand, she cannot maintain this level of "Elena time" for too long now.

After a quarter of an hour at most, she would need to remove the magic and restore everything to its original state.

"Therefore, if you have anything to say, I suggest you not hesitate for too long... In this quarter of an hour, if you have any questions, I will answer you truthfully - as a courtesy to you and your wife this month

The rewards of caring.”

Elena glanced at Newt with her blue eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, and said meaningfully.

"But even if you miss this opportunity, I think it won't have much impact on your life. But I'm a little worried that those who have invested their expectations in you... may not be able to wait too long."

"How do you know this?! Are you sending people to follow me?!"

Newt Scamander's pupils shrank violently, and a look of extreme shock appeared on his face.

"Tracking? Please don't get me wrong. I won't do something so boring and inefficient. Besides, I don't think I can monitor your whereabouts all the time without being discovered by you - it's just a simple method based on big data.

Just analysis."

Elena stirred the butter paste in front of her, shrugged and explained casually.

"The principle is very simple. Every pound and gold coin flowing out of Gringotts will be recorded and numbered, and we can trace it back to all transactions before it leaves and enters Gringotts' business scope. Don't you think that there is

The industry involved in Gringotts Wizarding Bank, which has a history of nearly a thousand years, is only the most basic currency custody business, right?"

"So...you actually knew that a long time ago, but you just kept watching?!"

"On the sidelines? No, I have been selling them potatoes at a very reasonable market price. This is a once-in-a-lifetime market monopoly opportunity. In the past six months, Gringotts Wizarding Bank has recovered nearly 120 billion rubles.

"

Elena shook her head slightly and said with a little pride.

"Why?!"

Newt Scamander frowned, his face looked a little ugly, and he subconsciously blurted out.

"Why do you do this? You are obviously already so rich..."

From his perspective, as the Goblin Queen of Gringotts Wizarding Bank, if Elena wants to save those people who are living in difficult situations, it can be done easily. Twenty pounds can sustain a family for a whole week.

s expenses.

What was even more difficult for him to accept was that at this time, there were still people trying to extract wealth from those poor people.

"So, do you think Gringotts Wizarding Bank should give them a monthly relief fund?"

Elena raised her head and glanced at Newt rather strangely, and raised her eyebrows.

"Mr. Scamander, the relief actions you have shown in the past month are extremely noble, but I think you should have gradually realized that that little pound is just a drop in the bucket for the entire world-"

"47 non-magical families and 29 magical families. This is your relief result this month."

"But the potatoes provided by Gringotts Wizarding Bank, Destiny Group and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the past six months have allowed 10.24 million people to survive the most difficult winter and spring. They only accept payment in rubles - of course, I think you are now

I don’t understand.”

Elena explained calmly, without any trace of pride or pride on her face.

"By the way, in Ukraine and Russia, even today there are still about one-tenth of the potatoes and bread provided by Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Professor Dumbledore's personal mobile farm space.

"

From 1989 to 1990, this was a year of poor food harvests around the world.

What followed was a sharp rise in international food prices. At that time, the crumbling former Soviet Union no longer had the money to purchase food from the international community. In order to break through this dilemma, the only solution was to allow farms to sell food freely at market prices.
To be continued...