The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts Chapter 143

"The day of the draw at Hogwarts(

Five hours later, the plane landed slowly at Cairo International Airport in Egypt. A group of people got off the plane carrying large and small bags. Tom looked at Alyosha and their packages, and suddenly felt that this expedition might not be the same as the expedition he had in mind...

After they got their luggage, they took the minibus that Peter had rented in advance to the hotel that Hal Hunt had booked. The minibus looks tattered, but when it starts, it is exceptionally smooth and comfortable. When everyone came out of the hotel, it was almost sunset, but when they checked in, they encountered a small accident.

"The water pipe exploded???" Dr. Hunter heard the news, and his heart exploded. The scene of the water pipe suddenly exploded while he was taking a shower in his mind. Imagining the appearance of the yellow water jet, he wanted to change Hotel too.

How to find a new hotel for twelve people in unfamiliar Cairo when the sun is about to set is not so simple, so Hal can only endure.

Originally, Dr. Hunt had booked six double rooms in an extravagant manner, but the water pipe in the hotel exploded, flooding one floor, and there were not enough suites.

The end result is that the five Alyosha brothers squeezed into one oversized suite, Dr. Hunter and the glasses translator Peter had one, and there were two queen-sized rooms left...

"In this case, there is only one answer." Tom thought, in this case, is there any choice?

"Yeah, yeah." Hermione thought so too, and the two of them watched in shock as Sarah, Will, and Ellen walked into the same room.

Tom: ? !

Do classmates have to know each other so well? Sarah is really a girl who laughs a lot! Is it really good for Will and Allen to give it a shot like this?

"I must be thinking too much." Tom calmed down.

But a very real problem is in front of him: there is only one big bed room, and there are two people in this team.

"What an enviable classmate camaraderie," Hermione forced open the door of the hotel, pretending to be calm, "Then let's go in too."

The suite is not big. The master bedroom is about fifteen square meters. The floor is covered with Egyptian-style carpets. In the center is a two-meter-wide carved bed, which looks very soft. Opposite the bed is a table, and the two hanging lamps in front of the table are the only source of light in the room after dark. Although there are few lights, the house has good lighting, and there is a large window through which you can see the dome of the monastery in the distance.

Tom smothered his head and carried his luggage in. After the door of the house was closed, the two fell silent.

"That... I bought some magic items, come and have a look." Tom broke the silence, took out the things he bought from Diagon Alley a few days ago, and introduced them to Hermione.

Sure enough, Hermione's attention was drawn. She looked at the items Tom bought seriously and listened to his introduction.

"So you also bought a crystal ball?"

"Send it," Tom corrected.

"Let's do a divination that night!" Hermione developed a strong interest in this subject.

Before we could chat, there was a knock on the door. It was Dr. Hunter, who came to ask everyone out to dinner. The owner of the hotel recommended a small restaurant nearby. There were not many customers in the restaurant. After Tom and the others entered, they sat at two tables, which almost occupied half of the restaurant.

The owner of the restaurant is a slightly bloated middle-aged bald uncle, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a light moustache, looking very kind. He personally greeted everyone in his heavily accented English to be seated, then served each table with a dozen juices, each jar the size of an adult's forearm. Immediately afterwards, he took two baskets of "Jesu", which is the staple food of the Egyptians. It is a kind of flat round bread made without yeast, which is somewhat like a horseshoe cake without sesame. At the same time, he also brought it over. Two clay pots filled with beer.

Tom was not interested in the beer in the crock pot, so he poured himself a glass of juice—the Egyptian juice was different from the juice with water or flavoring, and it was mostly pure natural juice with only fresh fruit. Tom chose mango juice, which is full of pulp and has a pure taste. Hermione poured a glass of grape juice and sipped slowly together, her lips were dyed a touch of purple.

Soon, accompanied by a strong exotic aroma, the boss walked in again, holding a huge tray in his hand, which contained several shiny fine linen bags.

"This is Bakhsh pilaf," said Will, although he has a bad personality, but he has a lot of knowledge. "This is a special food in Bukhara, Uzbekistan. The characteristic is that it is cooked in cloth bags, which is very labor-intensive. It takes 4 to 4 to cook at a time. 6 hours, or even 8 hours. But the locals don't choose to put the bags in hot water to boil slowly, and then go out to visit friends - when it's too late, they end the carnival, and when they get home, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is just right You can have a hot meal."

"Oh—" The people present exclaimed in unintelligible admiration. Will also took a sip of beer proudly, "This is a taste that has been passed down for thousands of years, so you must try it."

At this time, the boss put the tray on the table, picked up a shovel placed on it, and began to tap the bag lightly to break up the pilaf inside. Immediately afterwards, he opened the seal of the bag, and an aroma rushed to his face.

He heard the conversation between Will and the crowd, and he continued: "When the rice grains are heated and expand, they will squeeze out the juice from other ingredients. These juices are eventually absorbed by the rice grains. Because the rice is full of juice, it tastes fuller. , delicious."

While introducing the dish, he picked up the corner of the bag, turned the opening down, and shook it gently. At the same time, he tapped the bag with a shovel, and shook the pilaf on the big silver plate. Out of a large plate of pilaf. Repeatedly, the adult arm-length plate was piled with pilaf.

"I wish you the best of luck in finding delicious food in your life." He picked up the plate and walked to Alyosha's table.

In addition to Bakhsh pilaf, the boss also served a pot of green thick soup, which is made of plants commonly found on both sides of the Nile: mallow, a dish called Molokia, which is stewed with rice and garlic, and is Egyptian Speciality cuisine. In addition, there is a large plate of kabab, a large bowl of fruit salad, and a bowl of thick yogurt with honey and raisins.

"The ancient city this time was a clue that I found when I accidentally flipped through a photocopy of a papyrus. According to the records of the papyrus, it belonged to the **** of time and the first pharaoh. At the same time, in that record, there are also There's such a strange graphic." As everyone ate, Dr. Hunter talked about the origin of the trip.

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