Seeing Wentworth walking quickly, the middle-aged wizard in the dense forest quickly saluted Wentworth, and then said: "Dear young master, you can call me Muller, and I am now the Auror Director of the Austrian Ministry of Magic. This is prepared according to your instructions!"

As he spoke, Mueller handed Wentworth a suitcase cast with a traceless telescopic charm.

After hearing Mueller's self-introduction, Wentworth asked in surprise, "What about Mr. Mueller, who was previously the Austrian Minister of Magic?"

Mueller quickly replied:

"That's my father, little master."

After hearing Mueller's answer, Wentworth suddenly realized what was going on. Then, Wentworth took the suitcase from Mueller and said with a smile:

"I see. Say hello to your father for me, and by the way, tell him that my grandfather has never forgotten them!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Mueller's eyes suddenly became moist.

After Wentworth left, Muller walked a few steps deeper into the forest. Behind a tall tree, an old man in gorgeous clothes was squatting on the ground, not caring about his image, crying like rain.

Carrying his suitcase, Wentworth found an empty room in Nurmengard Castle. Then, with great effort, he took out a tall object from his suitcase. Upon closer inspection, he found that it was a huge oven!

Then, Wentworth took out three plucked ducks and many bottles and jars from his suitcase and placed them in front of him.

Looking at the familiar ingredients in front of him, Wentworth shrugged his nose and sighed, "That's the taste! I didn't expect that the skills I learned while working at Quanjude when I was in college would still be useful in this different world!"

Then Wentworth began to get busy.

When Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald arrived at their usual dining place, they were surprised to find that there was nothing on the table!

Just as the two were wondering, they seemed to smell something at the same time, their noses moved slightly, and a moment later, Wentworth came over pushing a double-decker dining cart.

On the top level of the double-decker dining car, there are three golden roast ducks, which can whet your appetite just by looking at them.

Seeing this, Dumbledore smiled and said:

"Wentworth, isn't it too greasy for two elderly people who are almost 300 years old to eat this?"

Hearing this, Wentworth also responded with a smile: "Principal Dumbledore, you are not an ordinary centenarian. After all, ordinary centenarians don't eat lemon Sherbet!"

"Besides, this roast duck is not eaten directly like this?"

Hearing Wentworth's answer, Dumbledore also became interested. At this time, Gellert Grindelwald had already sat down in his usual seat. Seeing this, Dumbledore sat next to Gellert Grindelwald.

Then, Wentworth placed the roast duck in front of the two of them. Only then did Dumbledore notice that the bottom of the double-decker dining car was filled with things.

At the same time, Wentworth served the two people various dipping sauces, as well as ingredients such as green onion strips and cucumber strips.

Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald looked at the dazzling array of things in front of them and couldn't help feeling a little overwhelmed.

But this was not the end. Wentworth put on a pair of plastic gloves from somewhere, took out a table knife, and placed a smooth porcelain plate in front of each of them.

Then, Wentworth first picked up the duck in front of Gellert Grindelwald and began to cut it into slices one by one. Then he carefully placed them in front of Gellert Grindelwald. Each slice of duck meat was fat and lean.

There is a different feeling in every gesture.

Finally, Wentworth took out a dozen steaming hot pancakes from the dining cart and placed them between Gellert Grindelwald and Dumbledore.

"How do you eat this? Without a knife and fork?"

Wentworth smiled and said:

"No, to eat this, just use your hands!"

Hearing Wentworth's answer, Gellert Grindelwald could not help but frown and said with some dissatisfaction:

“This is so vulgar!”

After hearing what Gellert Grindelwald said, Wentworth didn't care and demonstrated it to the two of them personally.

Wentworth first picked up a piece of bread and spread it flat in his hand. Then he picked up a piece of sliced ​​duck meat, put various sauces on it, put onion strips, cucumber strips and other ingredients, and finally rolled it up gently and handed it to Gellert Grindelwald.

Dumbledore, who had witnessed the whole process, could not help but say, "Gellert, I disagree with you this time. I think this has a unique elegance!"

Gellert Grindelwald did not answer. He just picked up the roast duck that Wentworth had rolled for him and took a tentative bite. Then, Gellert Grindelwald's brows jumped.

Seeing this, Albus Dumbledore urged:

"Well, Gellert, say something!"

Gellert Grindelwald calmly ate the roast duck in his hand, and then, without waiting for Wentworth's help, he started to roll it up himself.

Albus Dumbledore: "..."

Seeing that Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore were eating happily, Wentworth hurriedly began to slice duck for them.

When both ducks were filleted, Wentworth took away the duck racks and went back to where he roasted the ducks to make soup for the two of them.

When the three of them had eaten and drunk their fill, Wentworth took the initiative to stand up and began to pack up. At this time, Dumbledore, who was sitting on a chair nearby, could not help but say, "This is so delicious, Wentworth. I am reluctant to leave!"

Hearing what Dumbledore said, Wentworth quickly said:

"It's okay, Headmaster. When we get back to Hogwarts, I can make it for you whenever you want to eat!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Dumbledore said with a smile:

"It's OK if you have this intention. It's not good to eat such greasy food when you are old!"

"Besides, who told you I was taking you back to Hogwarts?!"

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Wentworth, who was packing up, couldn't help but tremble his hands, and the plate in his hand quickly fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the three people present were all wizards, so this set of exquisite porcelain was not shattered to pieces.

But at this moment, Wentworth had no intention of paying attention to the fate of the porcelain in his hand. He just widened his eyes and said in confusion:

"Principal, I came here to learn spells, but you asked me to come. Are you going to expel me for this?!"

(End of this chapter)