Five plump pheasants, two fat rabbits with gray fur, and a four or five-month-old lamb were Harry's prey today. Without the help of magic, it would be a bit difficult for him to get back so many things. It's laborious, but fortunately there is a floating spell.
Uncle Vernon didn't know what was going on in the mountains, but when he saw Harry returning home with a full load, he smiled and stepped forward to help, throwing the prey into the back of the pickup truck.
"Let's make a braised chicken tonight, two more lotus leaf chickens, the rabbit will be made into ginger rabbit, and the lamb will be roasted into a whole lamb. Is that okay, Uncle Vernon?"
"Anything is fine, it sounds delicious."
Uncle Vernon, who stepped on the accelerator hard, drove Harry down the mountain at a fast pace.
As soon as he got home, Dudley opened the door and stepped forward to help. He had no trouble carrying the lamb by himself. There was an iron frame with hooks in the yard, which was specially welded for killing deer and sheep. , Dudley was very skilled at doing this kind of thing.
"Someone just brought you a gift, Harry. It's your birthday gift. It's signed Jason. It's a pair of beautiful decorative horns. What kind of animal are they? They're just like two swords. They're so beautiful."
Dudley asked Harry, holding the water pipe in one hand and the carving knife in the other.
"Let's each have one of the magical creatures and hang them on the wall when the time comes."
"Okay, I'm just thinking about it." Dudley chuckled, not polite at all, "Leave the sheep to me. I'll get them in for you when they're done."
"Chop the sheep's head off. I've wanted to eat braised sheep's head for a long time."
"Hiss~" Dudley took a breath, "Can you eat a sheep's head?"
"There's nothing meat you can't eat. You can happily eat the Scottish dark blood sausage, so what does this mean? Remember to burn the hair cleanly and remove the earwax for me."
"Hey~ stop talking." Dudley waved his hand in disgust, "I won't eat it then."
"That's better, hehe~"
Harry, who carried the rabbit and pheasant into the house, saw a pair of horns as sharp as swords as soon as he entered the door. They looked very handsome and were a very good collection.
I was busy from 4:30 to 7:00 in the afternoon, and the sumptuous dinner was finally ready. Aunt Petunia and Grandma made a big cake, and the fish Grandpa caught made fish soup. The rest was basically done by Harry. Ginger rabbit, lotus leaf chicken, braised chicken nuggets, roast lamb, and a braised lamb head specially for the hero whose birthday is today.
After two hours of careful marinating, the sheep head was already soft and delicious. After the birthday dinner started, no one touched the knife and fork, but stared at Harry for a while, as if to see how he would deal with the demon head.
Goats are the incarnation of the devil, but this saying is actually a fig leaf used by a group of guys who did things that no one should do, to cover themselves up. Hundreds of years ago, there were panic-stricken bastards who flicked the butts of little bitches. The sheep took action, so the sheep became the incarnation of the devil, and the idea of seduce people to commit crimes appeared. Abnormal grass growth, the innocent sheep were not only dirty, but even had the devil's dirty water poured on them, it was simply moral. Lost.
"There is a certain way to eat this."
Harry rubbed his hands and explained while doing so.
"First open the mouth and separate the mandible. The marinated sheepskin is soft and smooth. You can slide it in after sucking it."
After drinking the piece of meat in one gulp, Harry pinched the tongue of the lamb and swallowed it in two gulps. He gestured with a thumb: "Great."
After eating the skin wrapping the sheep's head, he broke open the sheep's nose bones, pulled out the crispy cartilage in the middle, chewed it, and popped out two sheep eyes the size of ping pong balls. "This thing will burst with juice." Yes, it tastes the best and has +1 eyesight.”
Harry, who ate so deliciously, made people salivate just watching the action. "There's a little trick for eating brains. Didn't we just remove the mandible? Pick up one of the pieces, and then insert the smaller end into the cervical spine." In the hole, pry gently."
"Look, you don't have to unscrew the Tianling lid to pour out the brains. It's soft, glutinous and slightly sweet, which is quite good."
The stunned people watched Harry suck the sheep's head into a pile of bones in less than two minutes, and couldn't help but marvel.
"It doesn't look that bad?" Dudley asked, biting his fork.
"It's quite delicious. I'll kill a lamb next time and give it to you to try."
"Then try it?" Dudley looked at Uncle Vernon, and the father and son nodded.
"Let's get started, the food will be cold later."
"I want a mud chicken!" Dudley said quickly, he really liked this dish.
"It's lotus leaf chicken."
"It's not wrapped in mud and baked, and it's made of tinfoil. There are no lotus leaves." Dudley, whose mouth was full of oil after eating, said vaguely, "Dad, the chicken butt is the most fragrant, this is for you."
"Can't you give me a chicken drumstick? You brat!"
"Chicken legs for grandpa and grandma."
The last day of July passed amid a happy family dinner, and the hot August slipped away quickly. September 1st arrived, and the day came for Harry to go to school.
Both Uncle Vernon and Aunt Vernon got up early. Auntie made breakfast for Harry in the kitchen and went to Hogwarts. Her breakfast could only be eaten when she came home for Christmas. There was German-style pork. Pork elbow, French bouillabaisse, etc., there was no British dish, and the breakfast was so rich that it didn't even look like breakfast, which made Harry burp.
After breakfast until nine o'clock, Uncle Vernon drove Harry to King's Cross station.
"Be careful over there and don't show off, but if someone bullies you, beat them back hard!"
Uncle Vernon hugged Harry and patted his shoulder.
"Remember to eat on time, exercise and maintain good nutrition." Aunt Petunia held Harry's hand and said a lot of trivial words. The corners of her eyes were a little moist, and she seemed to be a little reluctant to give up.
"Don't worry, I will take care of myself."
Harry nodded obediently. He liked this family relationship very much. After all, after his parents left, his aunt and uncle's family were Harry's last blood relatives in the world.
"Wait for me to come back, Dudley. See you at Christmas!"
The two brothers hugged each other so hard that their ribs cracked, and the passers-by were startled, thinking that they had some deep hatred.
"Hahaha!"
But the two of them didn't think there was anything wrong and laughed happily.
"Then I'm leaving. Take good care of your aunt and uncle, Dudley."
"Leave it to me, and you can go to that Hogwarts without any worries."
Harry waved to them, then carried Hedwig's owl cage and a black dragon skin backpack and walked towards the pillar wall between the ninth and tenth platforms.
His figure suddenly flashed and disappeared from the eyes of the Dursleys.
"Amazing magic."
Dudley looked at the empty wall and smiled, with some envy in his eyes, but he was not jealous. Just like his mother said, it was a magical world, but his world could also be wonderful.
"Have a nice trip, Harry."
