Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"To use some Celtic superstition, you could say that the magic of house elves infuses food with natural energy, so the food usually tastes better and is fresher," Tiera concluded.

"Is that so?" Professor Frolov picked up another spoonful of fried rice and ate it, as if he hoped to relieve the fatigue of the long journey through delicious food.

While Professor Frolov was tasting the delicious food, the meals ordered by Tiera and others were also brought out one after another by the house elves——

Tiera's calamari fried rice and shell bisque, Mitchell McGann's seafood pasta and green salad, and Jeffrey Rockey's fried fish cakes and buttery seafood fried rice.

"Professor. Professor?" Mitchell McGann's voice rang in Professor Frolov's ears, suddenly bringing him back to reality from the warm and beautiful memories——

In reality, Professor Frolov was still sitting inside the cold fishing boat, leaning on the damp cabin.

"Well, sorry, Mitchell, I... I was just thinking about something." Professor Frolov said.

"It's time to eat, Professor." Mitchell McGann said softly, then stretched out his hand to hold Professor Frolov's arm and lifted him up from the cold and damp bed.

"Did I just fall asleep again?" Professor Frolov asked hesitantly as he stood up.

"You seem to have taken a nap just now." Mitchell McGann replied, "About ten minutes or so, Mr. Jeffrey Rocky has already gone to the restaurant early."

"Sorry to bother you, thank you." Professor Frolov stood up with the help of Mitchell McGann, and then limped out of the cabin with some stiffness -

When Professor Frolov was young, he accidentally fell and shattered his knee during a geological survey in the Denmark Strait, which left him with hidden injuries. Every time it rained, snowed, or was cold, he would The legs will feel pain and inconvenience.

"Is your leg still hurting?" Mitchell McGann asked. "Do you need-"

"No, no need." Professor Frolov refused immediately before Mitchell Magen could finish speaking, "This is just an old problem of mine. There is no need to waste the precious whitening potion."

"Okay, professor, let me help you go to the restaurant. There may be fresh seafood today." Mitchell McGann did not insist.

"Well, Professor, I still don't quite understand why you rejected Mr. Tiera's kindness and didn't let him help you treat your stubborn leg problem?" Mitchell McGann asked curiously on the way to the restaurant. road.

After dinner that day, Tiera proposed that in order to make the expedition to explore the deep divers go more smoothly, Tiera offered to help Hallelujah Frolov treat his old injury on his leg, but Harley was Luya Frolov refused.

"The Mr. Tiera you are talking about does not look like a wizard." Professor Frolov said calmly.

"Mr. Tiera is indeed not an ordinary wizard, he"

"No, Mitchell, you don't understand what I mean." Professor Frolov interrupted Mitchell McGann again.

"I stayed on land with the deep diver for two days." Professor Frolov said, "We went from being on guard against each other to talking about everything."

"The Deep One told me about me. His name was Kirill Stein. He was once a human and he told me some things. They were so weird and illogical that I didn't include them in my book. in."

"Stanney said."