Chapter 15 Frightened Phoenix

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

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

There is no doubt that Phoenix Fawkes, who has been with Dumbledore for decades, is very aware of the importance of this chattering hat to Hogwarts. Being smart and loyal, it will definitely be extra cautious when faced with such a choice.

In this way, neither the phoenix flames nor the sharp beak pose any threat to Elena.

Just as Elena expected, Phoenix Fox showed a slight hesitation in his actions when facing the Sorting Hat.

"Chance!"

While Fox's beautiful big eyes were full of confusion and the long golden beak stayed in place blankly, Elena put the wide Sorting Hat on the poor Phoenix's head in one breath.

"Look, isn't this very simple?"

After successfully covering Phoenix's head with the Sorting 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 her gently.

"Don't be afraid, I didn't prepare any kitchen utensils today, so I won't eat your food yet."

"Guwu——"

Following Elena's voice, Fox's body trembled and he let out a begging whine.

The big golden-red bird with its long beak bound in the Sorting Hat lay quietly on the table, not daring to move, fearing that the little silver-haired devil on its back would get upset and poke its long beak through the Sorting Hat.

"Stupid little Veela, even if you can catch the Phoenix, so what?"

The former principals in the portraits obviously have their own unique ways of contacting each other. A young witch with long dark hair appeared in an empty frame near the bookshelf and said with a slight snort.

Another old antique looking for trouble? The little silver-haired Veela curled her lips helplessly and was about to retort when she suddenly heard the witch suddenly change the subject.

"Phoenixes are not afraid of flames or high temperatures. Although I have never cooked a phoenix, when I grilled a ash snake, I have proven that this method is not feasible. Have you thought carefully about how to cook it?"

Eh?

BBQ Fire Ash Snake…

It sounds like another delicious cuisine. Could it be that the former Hogwarts principal had friends with the same hobbies as hers?

Elena didn't answer. First, she curiously looked at the name tag and introduction under the frame of the young witch with long dark hair, and she was immediately in awe.

[Phyllida Spore], who unfortunately died in 1408 after accidentally eating the highly poisonous wormwood, was the principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a famous herbalist, and the author of "A Thousand Magic Herbs and Author of "Mushrooms".

She is simply the female version of Shennong in the European magic world. Without such a fearless herbalist, the level of potions in the entire magic world would have been set back by who knows how many years.

Thinking of this, she lowered her head and looked at the trembling Phoenix Fox. The strange sense of dissonance in Elena's heart suddenly disappeared completely. In this way, if she just thinks about Cooking Phoenix from an academic perspective, and Not much wrong with it.

"Principal Phyllida, you are right. The cooking method I thought before is indeed inappropriate. Magical creatures should not be considered in conventional thinking."

Elena, who has always refused to admit defeat, thought carefully for a while, nodded with sincerity, and openly admitted her mistake.

She is indeed a witch who can become the principal of Hogwarts. Even the remaining wisdom in the portrait hundreds of years later is enough to provide guidance to future generations.

Magical creatures in the magical world have their own characteristics. If you insist on the appearance of biological forms and forcibly imitate the cooking methods of non-magical world, it would be too wasteful.

For a long time, the reason why people have been accustomed to eating cooked food is simply that compared to raw meat, cooked food that has been sterilized by high temperature not only lasts longer, but is also healthier and easier to digest and absorb. On the other hand, cooked meat is generally The taste will also be more in line with your preferences.

However, although the phoenix looks like a large golden-red turkey, it is actually not exactly how the bird is cooked.

As a magical creature that is reborn from the ashes, every piece of meat on the Phoenix has been strictly sterilized at high temperatures from the beginning and is in perfect condition. There is no need to consider unnecessary things like cooking it again.

"In this way, you can actually cut the phoenix meat into thin slices, prepare a bowl of ice water and a small plate of dipping sauce next to it, dip it in the ice water a little, wrap it in a thick layer of seasoning, and stuff it into your mouth.

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

Elena stroked Phoenix Fox's soft feathers thoughtfully, swallowed, and frowned in distress.

"But in this case, the requirements for the freshness of the 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 for it to slowly Just grow up."

Hearing the silver-haired little loli's murmur, Phoenix Fox's body trembled violently again, and his head, which was bound inside the Sorting Hat, began to shake from side to side in a panic, as if trying to break free.

"Be obedient and don't make a fuss. I have something to think about."

Feeling that the phoenix beneath her was beginning to become restless, Elena gently patted Fox's broad wings.

"Don't worry, I generally don't like sashimi—well, that is, raw meat slices—that kind of untechnical way of eating."

"Indeed, it seems a bit too barbaric to eat it raw. We are wizards."

Phyllida Spohr in the portrait nodded in agreement, crossing her arms in confusion, "But other than that, it is really difficult for Phoenix to find a suitable cooking method."

Unknowingly, all the portraits in the principal's office had woken up, holding their breaths and nervously looking back and forth at this person's dangerous conversation.

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

Elena's fingers unconsciously swam back and forth along the muscle lines of Fox's wings. Suddenly a light flashed in her mind, and she looked at Phyllida Spohr happily and said.

"Have you ever heard of what non-magical fishermen do with their excess fish?"

"Huh? You mean salted fish..."

The dark-haired young witch's eyes lit up and she nodded approvingly.

"This is indeed a good method. You only need to coat the phoenix wings and legs with a thick layer of salt, place them in a cool and dry place, and let them air dry slowly. Then you can preserve them for a long time."

! ! !

Phoenix Fox's struggle became more and more intense, and his long beak poked out small protrusions on the Sorting Hat from the inside out.

"That's right, in this way, when it's cold in winter, you only need to cut off a small piece of phoenix meat and put it into the soup to cook out the warm magic power contained in the phoenix. Even a small bowl is enough to make the whole person happy. My body felt warm instantly."

After finally meeting her soulmate in the magic world, the silver-haired little loli excitedly added to Phyllida's words.

After a pause, Elena wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and said with a hint of annoyance, "As expected of the great wizard who wrote "Thousands of Magic Herbs and Mushrooms", I really regret not meeting Principal Phyllida earlier. You."

"No, no, over the years, you are the most courageous little witch I have ever seen to explore the unknown."

The young witch with long dark hair waved her hands shyly, but it was obvious that the compliment was especially applicable to Elena.

Phyllida Spohr glanced at the well-behaved silver-haired little Loli with satisfaction, thought for a moment, raised her finger and said slowly, "As for cutting magic 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 sounds, and the lassoed neck began to shake desperately. There was no longer any worry about whether the Sorting Hat would be pierced.

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

"Hey? Hey hey hey??!"

Elena, who was listening carefully to Principal Phyllida's teaching of magic tricks, tilted her body and subconsciously grabbed the brim of the Sorting Hat with both hands, trying hard to pull Phoenix Fox down.

However, the power gap between the underage mixed-blood Veela, who could not even match the strength of a fish, and the Phoenix, who could bear the weight of several adults, was even greater.

The next second, Elena was carried effortlessly by Phoenix Fox, just like a piece of light paper, with almost no effective obstruction. As the air flowed around her, the girl lingered around her body. The magical brilliance gradually began to dissipate.

Holding the edge of the Sorting Hat with both hands, the silver-haired little Loli followed the phoenix circling in the office and suddenly thought of an idiom in her mind - it's hard to get off the tiger.

Because his entire head was covered by the Sorting Hat, the frightened Phoenix Fawkes began to fly around like a headless fly in Dumbledore's spacious and beautiful office.

On its back, a small silver-haired figure struggled to hold on to a black hat to prevent it from accidentally falling.

"Left left left!!"

"Ah, stupid bird, stop flying around, I won't eat you today!"

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

boom!

The tall wooden bookshelf let out a heart-wrenching groan and slowly fell down. All kinds of books were scattered on the floor like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! If you go any further, you'll hit the chandelier——"

Duang!

Several lampposts were broken by Fox and fell crookedly downwards.

"Don't come here! Don't come here! Damn it, I knew nothing good would happen to a Veela when meeting a phoenix, even if it's a young one..."

"Oh my gosh, someone go notify Dumbledore."

Elena, who had finally escaped the impact, heard the exclamations of the respected headmistresses and headmistresses of Hogwarts.

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

The girl raised her head, her pupils narrowed slightly. The next target of the impact was the picture frames of the principals - some of the pictures were out of print. It would be a pity if they were damaged. After all, she didn't know if Dumbledore could repair them. .

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

"never mind!"

Gritting her teeth, Elena grabbed both sides of the Sorting Hat with both hands, swung her body along with the inertia, barely pointed the bird's head in the other direction of the room, and then curled up with a look of death to avoid being too badly injured.

Hua Hua Hua——

The completely frightened Phoenix Fox rushed straight to the wooden table it was standing on like a crashing plane, knocking all kinds of snacks and desserts on it all over the floor, and finally hit Dumbledore's wooden office hard. In front of the table, he stopped.

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

Elena's small body hit the wall with the portraits of the principals with inertia. In panic, the girl seemed to grab the edge of a wooden frame, slightly buffering the force, and then slowly slid to the corner of the wall. .

Snapped!

A few seconds later, a large wooden picture frame fell from the wall, and the next moment, Elena heard Phineas's roar in her ears.

"I'm going to fire you! In my day, I would definitely fire you."

Well, apparently Elena already knows which principal's portrait she accidentally took down.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Elena grinned, sat on the ground, rubbed her somewhat red and swollen shoulders, and patted the edge of the picture frame carelessly.

"Besides, Principal Phineas, your painting is still very strong. Relax, relax."

At this moment, Elena suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a roll of old parchment hidden behind Phineas's picture frame, which seemed to contain a lot of secrets.

——Is it some hidden magic spell, or a clue to the secret treasure left by the founder? Or a magical item like the moving map the Weasley twins found in Filch's office?

The silver-haired little loli's eyes lit up slightly, she looked around, raised the corners of her mouth, stretched out her hand to take out the parchment paper from the back of the picture frame leaning against the wall, and was about to open it and take a closer look.

squeak.

There was a slight noise at the door, as if someone was pushing the door open.

——Dumbledore is back!

Elena looked solemn, and quickly stuffed the parchment paper into her clothes along the collar, then fell to the ground and started to pretend to be in pain.

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Dumbledore opened the door and looked at the messy office with a shocked face.

The entire principal's office seemed to have just experienced a fierce battle.

One side of the giant chandelier on the ceiling showed a strange distortion. Candies, biscuits, and various snacks were scattered all over the floor. The huge wooden bookshelf was tilted in the center of the room. The floor was full of messy papers and books, still spinning. The ink stains in the ink bottle spread around.

Fox, the previously bright and charming phoenix, was lying in front of his desk with his feathers in a mess, next to the wrinkled Sorting Hat, while the silver-haired Elena was huddled in the corner with a face full of pain, not knowing how to fall. The portrait of Principal Phineas on the ground covered most of the little girl's body.

"Ahem. So, what happened?"

The rare principal in the history of Hogwarts who was respected by all the teachers and students, the greatest wizard of our time, finally felt confused again after many years.

"What happened? I thought you knew..."

Not far away, Phyllida Spohr crossed her arms in the portrait and curled her lips noncommittally.

"Dumbledore! Didn't you put this infant Veela into the office? A Veela and a Phoenix were alone, what other things did you expect to happen... It doesn't matter, they are interested in each other anyway. Can't really hurt the other party..."

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