Chapter 46: Chapter 46: Cooking!
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Pulling into the parking lot she put the old beat-up van into park and was about to turn it off, when I took out a makeup compact from my pocket. I opened it, showing it to be filled with a pink colored powder that sparkled in the light.
"Ma'am?" I said, getting her attention.
"Ye-"
The second she turned to face me I blew the powder in her face.
She looked taken aback by the sudden attack, coughing and covering her mouth for several seconds, before her eyes glossed over and she gained a dopey look.
The pink powder was actually pollen that I had collected from a carnivorous flower in the Plant Dungeon. It would spray its victims and place them in a hypnotic state, which usually led to their death.
[Hypno Pollen-Rank: Special
Description: A pollen taken from the Red Cloud Lily, capable of placing those that inhale it in a temporary hypnotic trance making them susceptible to orders. It gives off a pleasant odor of violets and baby powder.]
Closing the compact I turned to her, "Now then, let's talk about my living arrangements."
Ten minutes later I opened the door to my newly assigned room. It was only about 120 ft squared but at least I had it all to myself. The only things inside were a bed and a wardrobe that looked to be fairly old.
Seeing as I've never been one to share if I could help it, this was the only logical solution.
This was just one of the many suggestions I had implanted in Ms. Taylor's mind. The best part was that she would think it was all her idea.
The pollen only lasted a few minutes, but with careful wording it could have permanent effects. It was less powerful than the Imperious curse but what it lacked in power, it made up with subtlety. Better still was that it should in theory pass most magical detection tests as the mind tampering effects were closer to a drug trip rather than magic.
The only real downside that I could see was that it only worked on squibs and non-magical people. The target also had to understand the command, so animals or people that spoke a different language were out. Filch and Mrs. Norris had both been perfect test dummies for this.
I was quick to make myself at home as I organised the few belongings I had. I made a mental note to go shopping later. In reality there was no need for me to have a big room as I kept most of my things in my inventory.
*Knock* *Knock*
*Knock* *Knock*
"Come in," I called out, already knowing who it was.
Ms. Taylor appeared carrying a list of names, "Here's the list you wanted. I've noted down information you might find useful next to each one."
"Perfect," I said looking over the list of 50+ people that were currently living in the orphanage, I hid the list under my mattress for now and turned back to her. Snapping my fingers four times, the old matron gave a jolt as she looked around the room.
"Huh?"
"Ahem. Ma'am are you okay? You just stopped all of a sudden. Perhaps you should get some rest. You can finish telling me about my parents another time."
She looked confused for a second before she gave a pleasant smile, her mind already in the process of fabricating a memory, "Yes, silly me. I guess I have been working a tad harder than usual."
"That's not good. You're like a mother to us, we can't have you getting sick on us now," I told her gently, guiding her by the arm to where her room was.
She sighed and patted my cheek in an affectionate manner, "You're such a good boy."
"I'm really not."
"Oh, but I still need to get dinner ready."
"Don't you worry about that ma'am, I'll help them out," I reassured her with the kindest face I could muster.
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[A skill has been created through a special action.]
[Cooking] has been created.
[Cooking] (Passive) LV 1 EXP: 0.0%
[Description: Food you make is now more delicious. There is also an additional chance that they might carry certain buffs or effects. Recipes: 1]
'About time,' I thought as I looked at the long-awaited skill.
All skills apparently had some hidden requirement that needed to be met before I could gain them. For cooking, I needed to cook at least one meal that was passable. Skill books could ignore these requirements, however.
Problem was that ever since I had earned the title of Overlord, the house elves at school had been extremely wary of me. Little buggers hadn't even let me step one foot inside their kitchen.
I had tried to cook in the dungeons but seeing as I had no prior experience of ever having to cook for myself, everything would end up being burnt to a crisp. There was also the matter of finding suitable material, as most of the monsters I hunted would only leave behind money or crafting equipment, rarely if ever would they give meat.
"All done Charles? Then help me by setting the table," said the plump caretaker, holding a stack of plates.
I turned to her, tucking the compact back into my pocket, "Of course, Miss Susan."
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December 22:-
"Will that be all?"
"Yes, how much will it be?" I asked the post owl employee, placing the last of the presents on the counter.
The wizard tapped on his old-style register and a slip of paper emerged from one end, "2 Galleons, 5 Sickles, and 4 Knuts."
I handed him the exact amount and bid my farewell.
Seeing as I still had some time before I needed to go home, I decided to explore a bit more of Diagon Alley.
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