The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"Your cooking skills are very good, even we from a thousand years later are ashamed."

Ms. Hufflepuff is worthy of being a contemporary master chef. She used the poor raw materials in the Middle Ages to make tastes far beyond this era.

At least Zhang Qi is ashamed of himself.

"It's okay, it's just some research on these aspects."

Ms. Hufflepuff is very approachable, and her personality does represent the culture of the college.

"The Papal State's reconnaissance team has been killed by us, but their large force is coming soon. I can't guarantee that this disrepaired castle can resist their attack."

Salazar Slytherin's eyes were red from staying up late, as if he hadn't slept well last night.

"What's wrong with Salazar? Could it be that he didn't fall asleep last night?"

Gryffindor still had the same smile on his face, not the sullen look on his face like the other three.

"The army of the Papal State is getting closer and closer. According to my speculation, their knights will arrive outside the castle about tomorrow night, and they are likely to attack immediately."

"Thanks to the medicines provided by these two gentlemen, the students recovered very quickly. The manpower we can use now is about 400 people."

"400 apprentices? It's far beyond my imagination."

Slytherin nodded and said with great satisfaction:

"Now all the wizards in England should be here, so we still have a certain chance to defend the castle."

"But apart from a few nobles, the students hardly have their own staff, so it is difficult to form an effective fighting force."

Hufflepuff shook his head.

"These two days, I will make a batch of simple ones with Godric. Although it can't be as precise as ours, there is no problem with at least two fireballs."

Ravenclaw ate the last loaf of bread on his plate and stood up.

"By the way, boy, I heard that you are good at practicing alchemy"?

Gryffindor tore off a chicken leg from the roast chicken on the plate, threw it into his mouth and chewed it, asking vaguely while chewing.

"It's okay, at least in that era, there weren't too many people who could surpass me."

Zhang Qi glanced at Gryffindor suspiciously.

"I remember that you will enchant the weapon with alchemy, fix my sword, and I will pay you when the time comes."

Gryffindor swallowed the chicken in his mouth, and his tone finally became clearer.

"Time may not be enough, but I will try my best."

Zhang Qi nodded, then took out his snack jar from his pocket and put it on the table.

"This is the candy of later generations. In this era, sugarcane has not yet been introduced to Europe. Let's try something new."

"Ahem, if I remember correctly, Mr. Hilbert, these candies should have been given to you last time."

Dumbledore coughed and said embarrassedly.

"I tried it... um, the sweetness is very pure, much better than honey grass."

After hearing that it was a snack for the funeral, Hufflepuff picked up one out of curiosity, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and expressed his heartfelt admiration.

"After eating, I seem to have a new way of doing typical things."

"You can try one too, Salazar, we're going to set up our defenses after dinner. It's very likely that we won't have time to rest in the next few months."

Hufflepuff said to Slytherin very gently.

"Okay, I'll eat a piece."

Slytherin, who was a little impatient after being persuaded, still had a straight face, and reluctantly picked up a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Okay, it's time for me to go to the dungeon to check the Infernal Corpse I refined."

With a slight nod, Slytherin stood up and walked towards the stairs.

"He didn't sleep all night last night, and he kept talking about how my unfilial descendants could be like this, so that I didn't sleep well even if I slept in the same room with him"...

Gryffindor yawned and explained to the crowd.

"People can't predict the future easily and without cost. This is the charm of time."

Ravenclaw nodded, as if agreeing with something.

"It's getting late, Volga, go and count our remaining supplies. Godric, go and study with this boy how to add something to your longsword. Mr. Dumbledore, please come with me, We must brew enough potions before we go to war."

"Happy to help, Ms. Ravenclaw."

Dumbledore stood up and nodded slightly in respect.

"Okay, then, Mr. Gryffindor, what kind of magic do you want to add to your sword?"

After everyone left, Gryffindor put his sword directly on the long table.

"It must be sharp, and it is best to add some other spells, such as poisoning or something."

Gryffindor rubbed his hands excitedly.

"The rest of the time should only be enough for me to add a sharp rune to you. If there are other effects, let's talk about it after everything is over."

Zhang Qi moved his joints and took out a special alchemy knife from his pocket.

"I'll get it for you now"...

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"Lord Favaro, we have completed the login work, but all the front-line scout teams have disappeared, and no one has been able to deliver effective information alive."

On the remote beach, countless soldiers are busy fixing ships in the front sea.

Small boats carrying fully-armed knights and horses were stranded on the muddy beach. The knights above cursed and jumped down together with the waiters and apprentices. UU reading www. uukanshu.com trudged through the mud hard.

"The enemy is the most difficult witch, and it is normal for the reconnaissance team to fail to escape."

Favaro Leone said lightly, he took two steps forward gently, and the mithril armor on his body made a crisp impact.

"Good morning, Knight Commander Favaro, how long will it take for your knights to be ready to go?"

Behind the knight commander, a bishop wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked impatiently.

"I don't think you need to be in such a hurry, Lord Bishop, we will arrive at the enemy's castle at sunset tomorrow and prepare to attack."

Favaro Leone looked at the parts of the alchemy siege machinery being transported ashore, and nodded with satisfaction.

"I think I can't wait. The wizards from all over England have gathered here, and we will kill them all!"

The protagonist said excitedly.

"Of course, Lord Bishop, we will definitely win. When we break through the enemy's castle, I will choose the most beautiful boy and send it to the Pope in person."

Favaro Leone nodded, but there was a hint of disgust in his eyes.

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