Chapter 239： Why is tomato a fruit?

When Lynn came out of the principal's office, it was already dark outside.

The Sorting Hat didn't say a word at the end, and he had no choice but to continue to get clues from the next relic according to the original plan.

At this time it was almost eight o’clock in the evening, and there was no one in the corridor at the entrance of the Hawpatch Lounge. Lynn came to the entrance of the kitchen, where there was a mural with a silver bowl full of fruits. .

He also knew that the Sorting Hat and the Eagle Door Knocker were left by Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, respectively, but this was the first time I heard of this mural from Lynn from Hodgepatch.

He looked at the fruit in the mural, scratched his chin and didn't know how to communicate with it, so he asked directly.

"[Can I get this honor?]"

As soon as Lynn's words fell, the change happened!

The fruit in the silver bowl of that mural painting suddenly jumped out of the bowl when he heard his question. Oranges, apples, pears, bananas, grapes and plums stood side by side, looking at Lynn in surprise together.

"Oh my God! It's almost a thousand years. Someone will actually ask us this question!" Banana shrieked.

Orange said dissatisfied: "What's so surprising about this? Since the owner said that there will be, no matter how long it takes, someone will always ask."

Apple scratched its peel and said grimly: "Then follow the procedure, what should we do now?"

Grape and Plum looked at each other, and they seemed to shrug their shoulders: "We forgot, after all, it's been so long after all. Lizi should know that it has the opportunity to contact the little wizard every time."

Lizi's bright yellow skin seemed to become blushing: "I, I never communicate with little wizards. When they touch me, I become a doorknob and put them into the kitchen."

"So you forgot?" Banana asked, frowning as if shocked all the time.

"Yes, it is."

Lynn looked at their interaction and felt that this mural was very interesting. He entered the kitchen many times through pears, and today he discovered that they all had their own thoughts.

"Your master is Hochpatch?"

Apple seems to be the leader of these fruits. It said proudly.

"Of course, we were created by this greatest witch."

"I've been to the kitchen many times, but I haven't seen any of your fruits touched except pears. Why can't you be like other murals?"

"This is the master's order!" Orange said solemnly.

As a result, Grape immediately revealed its short words: "You ran to Pendragon Knight's visit last night."

"I am, that is... can the mural matter be called a drop-in? The knight himself invited me to go. If I don't go, I won't give him face."

"Okay, okay, don't quarrel anymore, it won't produce results. We still want to be clear about how the correct process should go after this little wizard asks this question." Orange persuaded.

The fruits were thinking hard, and Lynn didn't bother them, just leaned on the wall and waited for them to remember.

Lizi is like a shy little girl.

"It seems, as if we are going to ask him a question."

"Right!" Li Zi said rushingly, "I remember too! We have to ask him a question!"

"Is that the problem?"

This time they couldn't think about it anymore, so the fruits turned their eyes to their heads.

"You decide, we don't remember, anyway, you were the first to be created by the master, and you have the right to decide."

The apple was burdened by the fruits, it watched Lynn ponder for a moment, scratched the peel and said.

"I've seen you before. Although you are the little wizard of Slytherin, you always like to go to Ravenclaw's long table when you eat."

"Wow, because you are still the boss, you actually like to sneak out!" Orange said angrily.

"Shut up and don't interrupt."

Because there was no one around, Lynn used his original appearance when communicating with the mural, and he was not surprised that Apple could recognize himself.

"Because my friend is at the long table in Ravenclaw, and I have a friend who belongs to Hochpatch. The three of us are in different colleges, so if we want to meet during dinner, we have to choose a unified place. "

"Oh, enviable friendship, I like it." Apple exclaimed, and then its conversation suddenly changed. "Then why do you think tomatoes are fruit?"

"What! He thought that tomato is a fruit!" Banana was shocked.

"Unreasonable!"

"Unbelievable!"

"incredible!"

"..."

They are scrambling to express their incomprehension, as if they are totally unable to accept that tomatoes can be associated with fruits such as themselves.

Lynn didn't expect that they would have such a big reaction. He scratched his forehead and said, "If I answered this question, will you recognize me?"

Apple said solemnly: "It depends on whether your answer can convince us."

Lynn shrugged and leaned against the wall next to the mural: "It's good to talk to you about this. If you don't ask, I actually almost forgot why I thought tomatoes were fruit in the first place."

He looked up at the gloomy ceiling and quietly recalled.

"I grew up in an orphanage. At that time, the orphanage was not as well-developed as the Internet. Everyone became wealthy. People with love and surplus energy could donate to volunteer work or something. At that time, most people lived in their own homes. It's been very hard, not to mention any spare money to donate to the orphanage.

Should I be 6 years old? 7 years old? I forgot how much it was. Anyway, because I was the largest in the orphanage at that time I also often helped the dean, so I became the older brother of the children who were younger than me.

One day when I was teaching literacy to my younger brother and sister, a little sister suddenly asked me what fruit is? Is it just eating potatoes raw?

At that time, she was four years old and hadn't seen real fruits in person, but from the picture she saw that pineapples and potatoes looked alike, so she felt that vegetables were fruits when they were eaten raw.

I want to find an apple or banana to teach her what the real fruit looks like, but there are no such things in the orphanage. Even the dean still eats pickled radishes and goes out to raise donations every day. No way, I She could only go out and stole a tomato that looked the most fruit-like from the vegetable field of the family outside, and taught her that the sweet and sour thing that tastes raw is fruit.

The thirteen brothers and sisters of the tomato ate them after only one bite, but they all said that the fruit was not delicious at all. It was not as sweet and sour as I said, and there was no taste at all.

Because that tomato is not ripe at all, how could it have a sweet and sour taste, but since then everyone has known what the fruit looks like, and all the children in the orphanage who have eaten tomatoes can proudly face the others who have not eaten them. The children who have been past said that the fruit is not delicious at all, it is green and astringent, and it is not as good as raw potatoes.

After that incident, the children who came out of our orphanage thought that tomatoes are fruits, not vegetables, even if they grow up, they still do, and I am no exception. "

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