Hogwarts: I Became the Third Dark Lord

Cedric allowed Wentworth to pull him into the Hufflepuff common room, which was empty at this time.

After all, as a Hufflepuff, you will never miss the time to eat, so at this time, most of the little badgers have already gone to the Hogwarts auditorium for dinner.

"What is it, so mysterious?"

After arriving at the common room, Cedric couldn't help asking curiously.

But Wentworth did not answer Cedric directly, but said:

"Wait here for me, I'll come as soon as I go!"

Then, without waiting for Cedric to answer, Wentworth ran out of the Hufflepuff common room by himself.

So, Cedric could only be alone, waiting helplessly in place.

Just when Cedric suspected that Wentworth was lost in Hogwarts and was about to go out to find it, Wentworth finally came back. Not only that, Wentworth was followed by several domestic animals The little elf holds a lot of things in his hand.

"Okay, put this big basin here, put the charcoal in the basin, thank you very much. Just put these things next to it."

Cedric stared at Wentworth dumbfounded, commanding the house-elves to put down various items next to him one by one. Only then did Cedric realize that the house-elves were holding some Ingredients.

"Wentworth, what are you doing here?"

Cedric couldn't help asking curiously.

"Please eat something, something you have never eaten before, I learned it from Muggles!"

After Wentworth finished speaking, he hurriedly ran to his dormitory. Afterwards, Cedric saw Wentworth walking out with a crucible in his arms, and put the crucible on top of the charcoal, and added water.

"Excuse me, can I light some charcoal for you?"

Wentworth said to the house elf who was also watching with wide eyes and curiously.

One of the house-elves snapped their fingers, and the charcoal started to burn.

Afterwards, Wentworth was busy again, and I saw him adding all kinds of strange things to the small bowls from time to time, and stirring them a few times from time to time.

"You want to make me a pot of potion?"

Cedric looked at the busy Wentworth and couldn't help but wonder.

"Potion? No, in the Muggle world, it's called hot pot!"

Wentworth replied without raising his head, and at the same time put some mushroom-like things into the cauldron one by one.

Soon, the water in the cauldron started to boil. At the same time, Wentworth finally stopped busy, turned around, and placed four small bowls in front of Cedric one by one.

"This is called a hot pot. It means putting various ingredients into boiling water. Of course, this is not ordinary boiling water. I have added many things to it. In the Muggle world, it is generally called the bottom of the pot."

"Afterwards, choose some ingredients you like, cook them in the bottom of the pot, dip them in some special seasonings, and eat them in one bite. It will definitely be full of satisfaction!"

Seeing that Cedric still seemed half-understandable, Wentworth didn't take it seriously, pointing to the four small bowls in front of Cedric and said:

"I made four kinds of dipping seasonings, including sesame sauce seasoning, chili seasoning, oil dish seasoning and seafood seasoning, which one do you like?"

Cedric thought for a while, pointed to the night red seasoning and said:

"Then chili, I like the hot feeling."

Wentworth curled his lips and handed the chili seasoning to Cedric, still muttering:

"Sesame seasoning and hot pot are the perfect match, and everything else is heresy!"

Afterwards, Wentworth took out a plate full of meat rolls from behind,

Place the roulade into the cauldron and stir gently.

At this moment, a house elf from Hogwarts stepped forward and said:

"Gentlemen, would you like something to drink, how about sherry soda?"

Wentworth thought for a while, and asked:

"Is there any butter beer?"

Soon, the crucible, which had calmed down after adding the meat, boiled again. Wentworth and Cedric quickly fished out the meat and put it on the plate in front of them.

"cheers!"

The two cheered and took a sip of the sherbet drink prepared by the house elf. As for the butter beer, the house elf politely refused because Hogwarts prohibited students from drinking alcohol.

At the beginning, Cedric looked at the meat cooked in the crucible on his plate, and seemed to be a little bit resistant.

"Don't worry, this crucible is new, I haven't used it yet! Try it quickly, by the way, remember to help me clean the crucible with a cleaning spell at the end, I don't know how to clean it yet."

Perhaps because he didn't want to refuse Wentworth's invitation, or because he couldn't bear the temptation of Wentworth's feast, Cedric closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and finally put the sliced ​​meat into his mouth.

Afterwards, Cedric suddenly opened his eyes wide, and there was light in them.

"Hey, save some for me!"

Watching Cedric remove all the pieces of meat in the cauldron at once, Wentworth said feigned dissatisfaction.

"Is there any more, don't you put some more!"

Cedric's mouth was full of slices of meat, and he stuttered.

Seeing this, Wentworth smiled, and took out some other ingredients from behind.

Cedric looked at Wentworth in amazement, picked up a gray thing that looked like a rag, put it into the boiling cauldron, and quickly fished it out again. After going back and forth several times, he just dipped it in the seasoning and put it in his mouth .

"What are you eating? A ceremony is going to be held?"

And Wentworth replied with a satisfied face:

"This is a mysterious ritual I learned from the mysterious East. Going up and down can make the ingredients more delicious."

Cedric nodded half-understanding, and imitated Wentworth's movement, picked up a piece, and put it into his mouth after churning up and down.

"Hiss! Is this what Muggles eat too? It's so delicious!"

Surprised, Cedric picked up another piece and put it into the crucible without stopping.

"Don't always eat meat, eat some green vegetables, and go to greasy."

Wentworth advised from the side.

"If you feel greasy, you can eat more vegetables, and give me the meat, I am not afraid of greasy."

Cedric said without looking up.

Hearing Cedric's answer, Wentworth looked at him in shock. He didn't expect such shameless words to come from Cedric's mouth.

Wentworth has always had a question in his previous life. Cedric, as a Hogwarts warrior selected by the House Cup, was the best Hogwarts warrior at that time, except for Harry Potter, who was shrouded in the halo of the protagonist. Students, well-deserved masters of learning.

No matter how you look at it, Cedric is more in line with Ravenclaw, why was he assigned to Hufflepuff.

Seeing Cedric who was feasting now, Wentworth couldn't help feeling that in Hogwarts there were only wrong rooms and no wrongly assigned students.