While Hermione was stunned, Tom took out a small box full of ingredients and a small frying pan.

Tom took two fresh slices of bread from the ingredients bin, each nearly an inch thick. Immediately afterwards, he took out the egg liquid prepared in advance, and added a few spoonfuls of evaporated milk to the egg liquid—the so-called evaporated milk is actually "thick" milk, which is the product obtained by distilling milk to remove some water. The amount is only half of fresh milk.

"I read the recipe in the newspaper. This dessert is called Leaky Milk. It tastes very stress-free." Tom is well aware of Hermione's situation. Unlike him, Hermione has always been kind to herself. Hold to the highest requirement, that is to say, she does not touch fish in class.

How can this work? The two of them signed up for a full eleven classes this semester, and the pressure was so great that they needed to use the Time Converter to schedule the classes. If you take every class seriously, it will be too much for you. Hermione was in a state of "overwhelmed", but Tom was able to withstand it because he was good at fishing. Persuasion is impossible, but Tom can also use a little trick to help Hermione decompress.

Like a hearty dessert.

Tom put the bread slices on an iron tray, and added the beaten egg slurry inside, so that the bread slices could fully absorb the egg wash. At the same time, he propped the small frying pan on the ground and looked at Hermione. Hermione understood, and conjured up a blue, jumping fire. Tongues of fire licked the bottom of the frying pan, gradually heating up the pan. Tom added a piece of butter on top, and watched the butter melt a little bit, from a bright yellow solid to a liquid with countless tiny bubbles inside. After the aroma of milk came out, he added the bread slices that had absorbed enough egg liquid.

"For dishes that have added evaporated milk, you must use the smallest fire, otherwise it will be easy to burn." Hearing what he said, Hermione hurriedly reduced the flame, and glanced at the slices of bread in the pot with some guilty conscience—fortunately, it didn't paste.

The butter and the egg liquid make a "sizzling" sound, and there is a unique fragrance in the air. After about thirty seconds, Tom pointed with his wand, and the slice of bread jumped up, revealing its golden side.

"Wow!" Hermione's eyes turned into stars, "It looks amazing!"

Tom did the same thing, frying the other side of the bread slices until golden, and frying the four sides as well, so that the bread slices could fix their shape. When the slices of bread were fried, he served them in small plates and squeezed them with sweetened condensed milk. After the first piece was put in, Tom just picked up the second piece from the pot when he saw Hermione had already lifted the piece on the plate with the Levitation Charm, and began to eat it in small bites.

"This dish is not finished yet..." Tom said with a little helplessness.

"Huh?" Hermione panicked like stealing a found kitten. She thought it was ready, but she didn't expect the slice of bread to be half-finished.

It's a disaster, Hermione is a little uneasy.

"It's okay, I'll make another slice." Seeing Hermione's appearance, how could Tom say something serious, and directly made another slice with the extra ingredients. While he was redoing, Hermione was standing next to him, watching him make dessert, while carefully eating the slice of fried bread.

Tom stacked two slices of bread filled with condensed milk, pressed a hole on the soft toast with a small spoon, and filled the hole with the "milk" that Tom had boiled before. Leaking Naihua’s milk is the essence of this dish. Naturally, this is not ordinary milk, but a sweet syrup made from a mixture of butter, evaporated milk, and condensed milk boiled over a slow fire. Tom warmed up the "milk" slightly, poured it into a small pit, formed a milk pool, and then sprinkled thick cocoa powder on the milk pool, and a thermal nuclear bomb was completed.

He handed Hermione what looked like a chocolate cake, but was actually a popped sandwich, on a plate, and said to her, "Happy birthday, love Hermione(!

Hermione laughed out loud, "Where did you learn French? And the pronunciation is really weird!"

Although, Tom's pronunciation is really the pronunciation of the word "Hermione" in French. Since the "H" is not pronounced in French, many names can become very weird. For example, the name Harry Potter is pronounced by the French as Ahei Bauchet.

Hermione took a small spoon and gently pressed the leaking milk, and the milk in the milk pool gushed out. Hermione took a bite, it was so sweet that her eyes turned into crescent moons. After tasting the dessert with relish, she said to Tom: "Mercimonchéri." Then she said seriously, "This reminds me, you have never pronounced my name correctly."

Tom:! ?

What? Isn't that Hermione?

"Her-nee?" he said tentatively.

"No!" Hermione stared, looking angry, "Listen, it's Her-my-oh-nee"

Tom: ...

Gradually he understood everything.

The name Hermione, derived from the ancient Greek **** Hermes, is also mentioned in Shakespeare's book "The Winter's Tale". But these are not important, Hermione is simply a drunkard, and she said it nicely, but in fact she wanted Tom to say that sentence...

"Her-my-own (she is mine He followed Hermione's pronunciation and read her name.

"That's right," Hermione nodded in satisfaction, "You have known me for so long, and you can't even call me the right name, you must be punished!" She glanced at Tom, "You must be punished!" punish…"

Her eyeballs rolled around, "Then I'll punish you for wiping my mouth!" As she said that, she stretched her face closer to Tom. Tom could smell the shampoo in her hair, and he could see the long eyelashes on her eyes, the peachy down on her lips, and the color of cocoa powder at the corner of her mouth.

After a long time~lightnovelpub.net~ Tom wiped the milk from the corner of Hermione's mouth, and the two of them ate the leftover milk together.

After breakfast, Hermione stroked her slightly swollen belly, blushed slightly, and lay down in Tom's arms. She felt as if Tom had thrust a little box into her hand.

"Take it apart and have a look."

Hermione opened the box obediently, and saw a silver bell and a golden chain lying quietly in the box.

"This is...?" At the first moment when she saw this gift, Hermione thought it was a necklace, but she soon realized that something was wrong, and when she saw where the chain should be tied, her face There was a rosy glow flying above.

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(づ￣3￣)づ Recommended ticket~

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As for the appearance of the anklet, someone already posted it in the book review area yesterday, please check it~

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