Peter, unaware of the conversation in the Potions office, had already reached the hall.
It was noon, and the students were all gathered here for lunch. The lunch of the British wizarding world was very simple, except for potatoes! They could make hundreds of potatoes without repeating them!
Peter sat in his seat and looked at the food on the table helplessly. He had no appetite at all. Back when he was at York Manor, he had specially found a chef from Chinatown to cook Chinese food for him!
Even his aunt Christine and housekeeper Wales, after eating a few Chinese meals, no longer looked down on the poor English cuisine. They simply ate Chinese food three times a day, and occasionally had French food. They ate different dishes every day! Who would have thought that after coming to Hogwarts, the quality of life would be severely reduced?
Alan quickly finished his mashed potato. Then he looked at Peter, who had just taken a few bites, and asked,"Peter, why aren't you eating? Did Professor Snape call you to his office for something? Did he scold you?"
Peter shook his head." The professor only wanted to talk to me about some academic matters. I'm just about to collapse from the Hogwarts food! Look at what we eat every day. It's either mashed potatoes! Or potato pancakes! Or fried potatoes! Or potato bread! Or fish and chips? Oh my god, this is going to be potato to the end!”
Allen White looked puzzled." I think it's okay. They're all pretty good. If you've tasted my mother's cooking, you wouldn't say that!”As he spoke, Alan's face was filled with a complicated expression.
Peter rolled his eyes speechlessly. He took out a piece of parchment and a pen from his bag and began to write something on the paper.
Alan looked at the exquisite and gorgeous pen in Peter's hand and said with some envy,"Peter, is this a Muggle pen? It looked much more useful than a quill! He didn't have to write in ink all the time. It was too energy-saving!”
"If you like it, I'll give you a pen!" Peter said without looking back. This fountain pen was an improved product of the Muggles based on the quill. As long as it absorbed enough ink at one time, it could be used for a long time! And I was thinking of finding a professor later to help me cast a Space Expansion Spell on the space where the ink was stored, so that I could store a few liters of ink at once! It could probably be used continuously for a year without needing to be dipped in ink again!”
"Really?" Alan asked in surprise. Then my Christmas present will be a fountain pen like this! The quill was too troublesome to use. Every time he wasn't careful, he would get ink everywhere! It was really annoying! The Muggles were quite smart to think of such an idea!”
Peter could not deny his words. The wizards of the entire magic world had a cognitive bias towards the world of ordinary people. They always thought that Muggles were stupid and fragile. Even a Muggle-friendly wizard like Weasley would inevitably fall into this kind of cognition, completely ignorant of ordinary people. Let alone a Slytherin student.
After writing the letter, Peter summoned Ferde. He had already been noticed by Dumbledore, and if he continued to hide, people would suspect that he was hiding something bad! He might as well show his strength openly.
With a pleasant cry, a ball of fire suddenly flashed in the hall. The flame then turned into a gorgeous red-gold bird. After circling the enchanted ceiling, it flew directly to Peter and let out a pleasant cry intimately.
Under the envious gazes of the students, Peter gently stroked the phoenix's gorgeous feathers." Ferde, you're fast. Please give this letter to the Wales butler and bring back what the butler gave you. Is that okay?"”
Field nodded affectionately and drank the milk Peter handed him.
Alan looked on enviously, then picked up his cup and eagerly wanted to feed it to Field.
"Ferde, you haven't had enough, have some of mine. This is goat's milk.”
Field didn't even look at him and aimed his butt at him.
"Don't tell me Phoenix doesn't like to drink goat's milk?" Alan muttered dejectedly. Why are you doing this to me?"
Peter looked at this scene in amusement. He and Field were connected. Field thought Alan was someone who had bad intentions towards him. If he wasn't Peter's friend, he would have scratched Alan's face!
"Go early and come back early!" Peter said as he stroked Ferde's feathers.
Field nodded. He grabbed the envelope and disappeared into a ball of flames!
The hall suddenly became lively. Everyone was discussing animatedly. It was the first time many people had seen a magical animal like a phoenix! Although Headmaster Dumbledore had a phoenix, the phoenix's ability to teleport made it elusive. It was very difficult for ordinary people to see a phoenix.
Today, he did not expect a new student to have a phoenix! This was too strange.
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