This Hogwarts is not normal

Chapter 1328 Mysterious Power from the East

Hogwarts has a long Christmas holiday, and compared to the usual quiet and deserted atmosphere, almost all the students chose to stay in the castle this year.

After breakfast, Hermione and her friends saw a new graffiti on the wall of the hallway on their way to the Court of Owls clubroom.

The image above depicts a pink toad with Fudge's large head, and below it is written: "Warning! I will spray lie slime!"

Without a doubt, this is the work of Fred and George; Filch is in for a lot of work again.

Parvati quickly moved aside, "I bet if I touched it, it would spray something out."

Lavender nodded in deep agreement.

At the corner of the stairs on the fifth floor, they ran into Harry and Ron, who were hurrying downstairs, each carrying a piece of parchment.

"Hurry up, Harry! If we're late, Snape will make us copy it a few more times!"

A few days ago, Snape, perhaps suddenly on his period, was walking around the castle late at night instead of sleeping.

Harry and Ron, who sneaked into the kitchen, were caught red-handed. Snape punished them by making them copy all the Potions class notes for the semester for violating the holiday curfew.

Around noon, the two dejected individuals finally entered the activity room.

Hermione didn't meddle in other people's business. Seeing that it was almost time, she said goodbye to her roommates and left the castle alone for the Forbidden Forest.

Chomgand remains unchanged, continuing down the path of horizontal expansion with no turning back.

She rubbed the huge snake head vigorously, which was now much rounder and less rough to the touch, and then took out a large pile of ingredients from the small makeup box she carried with her.

There was a lot of meat, but even more fresh vegetables.

Chomgand rolled his big eyes in a very human way, as if to express his dissatisfaction.

"Hiss—hiss!" it hissed, pushing the vegetables aside with its round head.

Vincent wasn't at school, and although people would still come to the Forbidden Forest for picnics when they had time, the frequency had obviously decreased.

Chomgand is a basilisk, a thousand-year-old basilisk, and a fat basilisk.

It eats giant spiders almost every day, and when it finally gets a treat, it's served vegetables, which it hates the most. How can it tolerate that?

Hermione wasn't angry when the vegetables were spilled; instead, she patiently explained to the sulking Chomgander what a healthy nutritional balance is.

Basilisks have tempers, especially extremely rare thousand-year-old basilisks like Chomgand.

So it twisted its coiled body and lay on the ground, rolling around in a rage. Its snake tail, thicker than a bundle of steel bars, slapped the ground hard, sending dust flying everywhere.

Hermione drew her wand and cast magical barriers around herself and the ingredients, then proceeded to set up the barbecue grill, leaving Jomgander to sulk on the ground.

A short while later, Fred and George arrived.

Chomgander made a big fuss; they had already set up a magical barrier.

"Sweetie, little Qiaoqiao, you're about to hibernate, right? Remember to eat plenty of vegetables~"

"Hiss—hiss!"

After cursing for a while, Chomgand finally calmed down and lazily curled up into a ball.

From a distance, it really does look like a small domed house.

Hermione and the twins could finally relax and start skewering the ingredients. Just as they began, Daphne and Astoria arrived.

Cedric and Qiu arrived last, bringing a bottle of homemade chili sauce from Dow, sent by Vincent and imbued with a mysterious power from the East. This sauce later became known as "The God Mother" or Lao Gan Ma.

Upon opening the bottle, a rich aroma wafts out, a unique fragrance resulting from the blend of chili peppers, onions, and fermented black beans.

Hermione scooped a spoonful and spread it evenly over the sizzling, oily roasted vegetables, and the unique aroma quickly spread.

Chomgand immediately stiffened, and his round head quickly moved closer to the barbecue grill.

"Coo coo!" A brown ball of fur flew over, drawn by the scent.

It landed precisely on Chomgand's big head, staring wide-eyed at the fragrant roasted vegetables.

Hermione smiled, put the roasted vegetables on a large plate, and placed it in front of the two of them who were staring longingly at her.

Gugu and Chomgand were initially disgusted, but the aroma was so tempting that after taking a bite, the first thing they felt was the crispy texture of the vegetables after roasting. Then, a moderate spiciness danced on their tongues, followed by a light saltiness that spread throughout their mouths.

This flavor is neither too strong nor too bland, but rather awakens the taste buds just right.

In no time at all, the plate was licked clean.

Hermione smiled with satisfaction upon seeing this.

Is your child a picky eater and won't eat vegetables? Try this method, and you'll easily solve the problem!

The mysterious power from the East smelled so good that Fred and George couldn't help but exclaim, "This smells so good, even Merlin's stinky socks would taste delicious!"

Daphne cautiously took a bite and was immediately amazed. "Vincent really knows how to cure picky eating. I think he can even cure anorexia."

The picnic ended in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. Chomgand, the picky eater, curled up contentedly, making soft, snoring sounds, and drifted into a blissful post-meal daze.

Gugu, with its fluffy little belly sticking out, lay quietly in Hermione's arms.

The mysterious power from the East was reduced to an empty bottle. Everyone chatted and laughed as they left the Forbidden Forest and returned to the castle. The afternoon sun in winter had little warmth, but when it shone on the walls of Hogwarts castle, it still brought a warm and peaceful feeling.

As they entered the lobby, they found the atmosphere somewhat unusual; a group of students were whispering among themselves around the bulletin board.

"What happened?" The twins craned their necks to look.

Cedric was tall, and by getting a little closer, he could clearly see a brand-new, extremely conspicuous notice.

It stands out because it has an embossed border with the Ministry of Magic's coat of arms, and the official seal of the Ministry of Magic is stamped at the bottom.

Important Warning and Advice from the Ministry of Magic to All Hogwarts Students

The content isn't about adding any new temporary laws, but rather filled with admonitory advice... and persuasion:

"Currently, a very small number of dangerous individuals in society are attempting to confuse the public and incite people in various ways. They may even use their past experiences in school to secretly infiltrate and incite young, vulnerable students."

The Ministry of Magic solemnly reminds every Hogwarts student to remain highly vigilant, uphold correct values, distinguish right from wrong, never believe or spread any statements that glorify or sympathize with this dangerous individual, and never come into contact with any items, symbols, or unverified information that may be related to him.

If any suspicious leads are discovered regarding Vincent Wayne, or any indication that he is attempting to contact anyone on campus, or any indication that his dangerous ideas are being promoted on campus, this should be reported immediately and discreetly through official channels to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Students who provide valuable leads that help maintain the purity and safety of the school will be publicly recognized by the Ministry of Magic and awarded the "Outstanding Young Wizard" certificate. Their deeds may also be published in the Daily Prophet.

Next to the Ministry of Magic's official seal was Fudge's own cursive signature, as if he wanted to use his personal authority to add weight to the announcement.

After all, it didn't have the Hogwarts crest, the signature of Headmaster Dumbledore, or the words "approved by the Board of Trustees." It was like a plaster forcibly stuck on the bulletin board.

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