First Use of Cooking Magic

"How could I have gone downstairs to play? I was summoned by a mysterious demon god to fetch some super, super, super powerful magic beans that can increase magical power!"

Seeing Elsa standing with her hands on her hips, cheeks puffed up in anger, Jerry explained with a serious expression.

"Super, super, super powerful magic beans?"

A puzzled look appeared on Elsa's face.

"Look, these are them!"

Jerry pulled out a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans that he had prepared in advance.

"Wow~, there really are super, super, super powerful magic beans!"

Elsa snatched the Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans from Jerry's hand. When she saw the colorful beans inside that looked like candy, her eyes immediately began to glow green.

Because she had not finished losing her baby teeth, her father Hass had strictly forbidden her from eating any candy. She had not had sweets for a long time.

"When Father comes home tonight, don't tell him I went out to get you these super, super, super powerful magic beans, or he'll be unhappy!"

After closing the door, Jerry gently reminded Elsa.

On his way back just now, he recalled Hass's expression when they had spoken. Something had seemed off, and he suddenly realized that there might have been a problem with his voice.

That made sense. Even though he had covered his face, they were father and son. How could Hass be completely unfamiliar with his voice?

The most crucial thing was his build, which was what he currently had the hardest time concealing.

So, just in case, he needed Elsa to patch up this loophole.

"Don't worry, Jerry. I won't tell the Great Demon King Hass!"

Elsa patted Jerry on the shoulder, then hugged the Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans and skipped back to the sofa to watch TV.

Jerry had secretly gone downstairs to buy her candy. How could she tell Dad about something like that? If Dad found out and scolded Jerry, wouldn't she never get candy again?

"So sweet, so good!"

Elsa tossed a Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Bean into her mouth, and her eyes immediately lit up. It seemed she had gotten a toffee-flavored one.

Jerry shook his head and placed the guitar case containing the flying broomstick and Wizard Suit beneath the bed in his room.

Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans were not candy. They were simply beans with different flavors, so they would not have any harmful effect on Elsa's teeth.

"Oh, right. The super, super, super powerful magic beans come in lots of flavors, so be careful when you eat them!"

"Bleurgh~~"

Before he had even finished speaking, he heard the sound of vomiting from the sofa. Clearly, Elsa had eaten a rather terrible flavor.

After quickly washing up and checking the time, Jerry saw that it was already past five. He went to the kitchen, put on an apron, and began preparing dinner.

As he passed through the living room, he saw Elsa staring at the box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, looking like she wanted to eat more but did not dare to. He could not help shaking his head with a smile.

After sliding shut the door between the kitchen and living room, Jerry pulled out his wand from beneath his apron.

"Let's see whether this Practical Family Cooking Magic is really as practical as it claims!"

With a flick of his wand, the old hen thawing in the sink immediately flew onto the cutting board. Then the cleaver swooshed over and swiftly chopped it into evenly sized pieces.

At the same time, garlic cloves floated up and peeled themselves, ginger was sliced in midair by a fruit knife, the wok heated up, and cool oil poured into it. The entire kitchen seemed to gain a consciousness of its own in an instant.

In less than ten minutes, a plate of braised chicken, a plate of garlic lettuce, a plate of shredded pork with potatoes, and a large bowl of tomato egg soup were laid out before Jerry.

The pots, bowls, and utensils used in the kitchen also began washing themselves.

"It really is practical!"

If he had cooked everything himself, these three dishes and one soup would have taken at least an hour, not even counting the time needed afterward to wash the dishes, scrub the pots, and clean up the kitchen.

But now, he had simply stood there, waved his wand, and recited a few spells. In less than ten minutes, dinner was ready.

It saved both effort and worry, and the extra time he saved could be spent reading more magic books. It really was practical.

At first, he had naively believed that once he became good at Transfiguration, he could simply wave his wand and conjure up a whole table of delicious food.

But after he truly began studying Transfiguration, he learned otherwise.

Transfiguration was not as simple as he had imagined. As a subject in its own right, it involved many profound magical principles and numerous branches.

For example: Cross-species Transfiguration, Human Body Transfiguration, Transfiguration, Summoning, Conjuration, and Animagus Transformation.

It also had to follow the most fundamental Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration.

It clearly stated that when one used Transfiguration to turn one object into another, the effect was not permanent. Once the duration ended, it would revert to its original form.

So, turning a stone into a piece of bread was possible. But if you ate that bread, then once the magic wore off, what was in your stomach would not be bread, but a stone.

However, turning a cup of plain tea into rum was fine.

Because even if the magic was undone, it would not cause any harm to your body.

The final conclusion was that using Transfiguration to conjure an entire table of edible delicacies out of thin air was impossible.

The way wizards used magic for cooking was usually the method Jerry was using now. All the tools and ingredients were still needed; it simply saved a great deal of time.

However, there was one limitation to using this cooking magic: the wizard's own cooking skills had to be up to standard.

That was because food made with cooking magic would taste exactly the same as food you cooked yourself.

If you were a complete beginner in the kitchen, then this cooking magic would be of no use to you at all.

The same was true of certain spells related to household cleaning. The effect of the magic depended on the wizard's own ability to do housework.

Therefore, whether it was kitchen cooking magic or household magic, these were all very simple spells to learn. But if one wanted good results after casting them, the wizard needed a certain level of skill in cooking and housework.

Fortunately, Jerry was quite confident in that regard.

After all these years of practice, if his housework and cooking skills were not level one hundred, they were at least level ninety.

The first time he used cooking magic, the results were unexpectedly good. Satisfied, Jerry cast a warming spell on the three dishes and soup before leaving the kitchen.

Hass usually got off work between six-thirty and seven, so there was still more than an hour left. Jerry could read a little more of his magic books.

There was no end to learning. If he wanted to use magic well, he had to spend more time studying and could not slack off.