Chapter 890 You Cook the Mutton

"My Arago...uh..." Hagrid's howling paused, and he wiped his face with his big hands indiscriminately, "Allen...take it all...I'm sure I won't be able to eat it..."

The crazy girl's untimely request and Alan's immediate request made Penello switch sides and raise his legs, turned his back to Luna, took a sip of the tea on the table, and since Alan had already said so, she was not good When it happened again, Penello felt choked up and didn't want to say a word.

"Alan, where is it?" Hagrid asked with tears in his eyes, and Alan pointed to Penello's pocket

Penello folded his arms, a little impatient: "Go out and find a good place first, I don't want to get it out and have to stuff it back."

"It likes dusk..." Hagrid looked at Penelope's pouch softly, as if it was an acromantula, "I want to give it a decent funeral at dusk..."

Penello thought that the funeral that Allen said was just to find a place to bury Aragog at most. At this moment, she realized that Hagrid really wanted to hold a real funeral grandly. She looked at Hagrid in disbelief. It was like watching a lunatic—was the half-giant going to want them to accompany him in mourning over Aragog's gross corpse?

"Oh, I also want to write to Harry and the others, inviting them to come to Aragog's funeral. They have seen it and know how special it is..." Hagrid stood up and took out the parchment and quill, and wrote Spread the parchment on the table, wipe away tears with the palm of your hand, and start writing quickly.

Alan resisted telling Hagrid the news that although Aragog doesn't eat people, he will order his descendants to eat. He turned his head and swept his eyes over the disassembled mutton, "Since Hagrid wants to invite people to participate Aragog's funeral, let's make more lamb, we can use this lamb to hold a small private banquet."

"Penello, I'll give you the recipe, you can stew the mutton." Luna's light words came as a matter of course.

This made Penello, who was a little bit uncontrollable because of jealousy, burst into anger from the bottom of her heart. She immediately widened her eyes, raised her eyebrows one by one, stood up from her seat suddenly, and kicked the chair over , touched his wand unconsciously and scolded: "Who do you think you are?! Why order me?!"

"I think Allen and I like your cooking skills more than my own cooking skills." Luna blinked her dimly protruding silver-gray eyes, and leaned towards Penello seriously, She winked at Allen behind her again.

Alan, who was not mentally prepared, wanted to speak up to ease the atmosphere, but he quickly echoed: "Oh, yes, Penello, you know, Luna didn't cook much by herself, it used to be Hull... all Hufflepuff did it for her."

Hagrid was stunned by the sudden turn of events. He looked at the furious Penello and thought of her vicious name, but he didn't care about Ellen's almost leaking words about her identity. He guessed it was some Hutch who likes to cook. Patch students are serving meals for their classmates to exercise their cooking skills.

Hearing that Luna admitted that she was not as good as herself in cooking, and Allen admitted that she liked her cooking better, the joy brought by this made Penello's hand that touched the wand a little unsure whether to put it down or pull it out. Unable to adapt to this emotional change, she looked a little weird for the sake of her dignity: "...Where is the recipe?"

"Just write it~" Luna stretched her feet and let herself jump off the tall chair in Hagrid's house, and took out a piece of parchment that he hadn't used yet on the oily table in front of Hagrid, and pointed at the paper with her wand. Gently nodded, lines of words appeared on it as if written by an invisible pen, and then Luna handed the parchment full of words to Penello.

"Since there are others coming, we need a large cauldron for stewed lamb." Penello took the recipe without looking at it, first fumbled from his pocket, and then took out a huge cauldron.

The big Hagrid was also surprised by the capacity of the pot: "Aurors still need to carry a pot with them?"

"Preparing for the mission before,

One of my subordinates can eat..." Penello answered Hagrid's question in a better mood, she stood the pot on the ground, looked at the recipe, and then smashed it on the table.

"Crazy girl, are you kidding me?! See for yourself how long it takes you to write? Are you dreaming or do we have to eat in the middle of the night?!" Penello pointed at the parchment with his slender fingers The time required to cook this dish was written on it, and I nodded fiercely, "I don't have time to play with you, I can see how many hours you wrote to cook for yourself!"

"Oh, don't worry..." Luna held the butterbeer cork necklace around her neck, released the illusion attached to it, and revealed her true face, a time converter. She held this small Shiny gold timer, raised eyes looking at Penello: "You can use it~"

Hagrid, who started to continue writing letters, heard Luna's words, and couldn't continue writing. He raised his head and saw the Time Converter in her hand, his round eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "You guys Are you going to cook with a time-turner?!"

Luna reached out and handed the Time Converter to Penello, who was also stunned.

"Illegal Possession of Time Converter, I'm considering whether to take you back to the Ministry of Magic..." Penello said so, but there was no excuse in her hand, and the thin chain hung on her slender fingers, The pendant of the Time-Turner dangled back and forth under the nimble movement of her fingers.

Resolutely brought the Time-Turner around her neck. Penello glanced at the recipe again, pulled out her wand, and directed the pot of mutton that Hagrid had disassembled to fly onto the table. After picking out the desired part, her His eyes slid across the sheep skeleton on the wooden board, and he tucked the hair on his forehead behind his ears, directing the wooden board with the complete sheep skeleton to fly to the table.

After taking some more ingredients from Hagrid, Penello was satisfied with his success, retracted his wand and raised his head, but his complexion suddenly became gloomy—just now he was busy working foolishly for a long time because of Luna's words.

Penelope stared fixedly and sat back in his seat, drinking tea lazily. The other party seemed to be planning to lie on the sofa and wait for ready-made food—remembering that Professor McGonagall, who had just heard in the stadium stands, wanted to The crazy girl did the trick before the explanation, walked over with her eyes rolling, grabbed Luna by the collar at the back of her neck, snorted coldly and said, "I don't want to have to grow old just to make stewed rice for you." Hour!"

"The Time Converter can't take me away." Luna pleaded, implying to remind Penello that the Time Converter can't take away a god.

"Huh, if you can't use it, you can help me to deal with some side dishes." After finishing speaking, without waiting for her reaction, Penello pushed hard, and Luna was dragged to a stagger, and she was lifted out of the seat: "Ai Ren, you stay here and wait for us for a while, the crazy girl and I go to the forbidden forest to deal with things, I have to find a place where no one will see and use the time-turner."

Luna, who was caught by the back of fate's neck again, turned her head to look at Alan, and tried to ask Alan for help with her protruding eyes——and found that Alan pretended not to look here, and she pointed at the recipe in Penello's hand with a rare expression of annoyance With a wave, the "duplicated" recipe was slapped in front of Allen, "Allen, go and prepare some dipping sauce, there are potions and herbs in the greenhouse."

"Well..." Allen, who was being retaliated by Luna who was afraid of trouble, had no choice but to respond.

Penelope carried Luna out of Hagrid's hut, and the basin containing the lamb and the board with the skeleton of the lamb floated behind them.

"Hagrid, I'll prepare these ingredients first..." Allen folded the recipe into a small cube and pinched it in his hands. At this time, he was also a little embarrassed, "We will meet you at your place later..."

Seeing the wooden door that Alan also went out and closed, Hagrid couldn't come to his senses for a long time. He thought that he would be arrested for raising Aragog's descendants and eating Muggles without permission, but he took over the matter. It turned into being told that my spider pet Aragog was old and dead, and I just wanted to hold a funeral for it, but now the scene turned into running around for lamb stew and even using a time-turner...