hogwarts chef

"Good wine, of course."

Zhang Heyang smiled. Since he had decided to celebrate the old leader's birthday and had cooked all the dishes for such a big table, it was naturally impossible to fool around with some cheap liquor like Jiang Xiaobai.

China’s wine culture can be said to have a long history, including white wine, rice wine, and fruit wine.Some have an older history, while others have risen more rapidly.

Among the endless wine categories, no one can find the best wine. It can only be done by the public and the mother-in-law.

The answer given by Professor Zhang is Moutai.

There is no need to talk nonsense about anything else. He has never drunk the inherited ancient wine in his previous life. Even if he wants to use magic to trace its origins and rely on taste to find the brewing method, it will not work.

So I can only go to Maotai.

What Professor Zhang offered was Feitian Moutai, the highest quality one he had ever tasted in his previous life. It was Laojiao in 1998. Until Professor Zhang traveled through time, a 500 ml bottle of Feitian Moutai was priced at close to 2 yuan.

It all depends on luck. Although people are poor, there is no guarantee that a relative worth billions will suddenly appear somewhere.

It was not uncommon to accidentally attend a banquet hosted by a wealthy relative, and then it was natural for Professor Zhang, who was still a teenager at the time, to sneak into the elders' table and drink some high-end wine.

After drinking Feitian Moutai, Lao Deng was in a very happy mood. He used his wand as a baton to sing the Hogwarts school song to the tune of the Internationale twice, and also taught other professors to sing the March of the Volunteers together.

The whole scene was very chaotic. Fortunately, there was no China in this world. Otherwise, standing outside the castle, one would have thought that the British magic school had been occupied by foreigners.

The professors, who had never enjoyed this kind of good wine, were all drunk. They followed Lao Deng and interpreted the Chinese national anthem with slurred enunciation and tone-deafness, and then called it a day and let everyone go and play their own thing.

Harry's first Christmas Eve at Hogwarts was peaceful with or without Professor Zhang's involvement.Although there were some thrills occasionally, they all turned into delicious food and were swallowed.

After entering November, the weather becomes very cold.The mountains surrounding the school were gray and covered with ice and snow, and the lake surface was as cold and hard as tempered steel.

Every morning there is frost on the ground.Hagrid could be seen from an upstairs window, swaddled in a long moleskin coat, wearing rabbit fur gloves and huge beaver fur boots, defrosting a broomstick on the Quidditch pitch.

"Physical Education"

Dumbledore felt very confused now.He originally thought that Professor Zhang's birthday banquet for him yesterday was a sign of regret.I originally thought that this subordinate would finish his teaching work honestly, but I didn't expect that when he woke up this morning, he would still have to do something.

Lao Deng was filled with despair.I thought to myself, Xiao Zhang, I am getting older too. Can we make a teaching plan step by step instead of making things happen every day?Even if it is reform, it must be a step-by-step process. You are just throwing a hammer here and there. You are not doing your duty as an educator at all.

Xiao Zhang said that I don’t care about that. As an on-the-job faculty member, I am only responsible for making suggestions for the development and progress of the school, and I hope that the school will have a better tomorrow and future.

It's my job to come up with ideas, but how to implement them and how to carry out reforms in a more reasonable manner is what your principal should think about.

"Tell me, Hogwarts hasn't added classes for hundreds of years, Professor Zhang."

Dumbledore hated him so much that he didn't even eat his favorite dessert. He grabbed his messy beard with both hands and asked with a headache: "I need a reason, a reason that can definitely convince the school board and the parents' association, otherwise the course Changes are very troublesome.”

"That's right, Professor Zhang." Vice President Professor McGonagall agreed from the side, "Curriculum reform is not just about squeezing out some time in the daily teaching schedule."

"It involves the distribution of benefits to all parties, at least the provision of a job, the galleons required, and the role of training students in society and the Ministry of Magic. All of this requires a detailed report."

"I already wrote the necessity, pros and cons and feasibility report last night."

Professor Zhang looked prepared, and threw a thick stack of A4 paper on Dumbledore's desk with a "bang" sound.

That pitiful antique table, which had witnessed dozens of principals passing by it for nearly a thousand years, creaked and screamed under the pressure, and almost collapsed, marking the end of hundreds of years of history.

"I think the physical quality of our current students is really poor,"

Professor Zhang said with a confident look: "Although we are wizards and essentially rely on magic, having a strong body is not a bad thing after all. At least in this upcoming cold season, let them no longer look like Shivering and huddled up are also very helpful things to improve the image of our Hogwarts school."

"Besides, young children have too much energy and need to vent it. Fighting or even organizing freshman competitions can satisfy their requirements for exertion, but it will leave a bad mark on their growth."

Professor Zhang was not timid at all. He looked directly into the eyes of the principal and deputy principals and said: "This will make them think that fighting and dueling is a common thing. If things go on like this, their minds will become violent and manic, and they will lose their respect for everything." Awe.”

"The purpose of my proposal to hold a freshman competition is to create revenue for the school and various forces, and the second is to enable students to have higher practical capabilities and improve their ability to protect themselves when encountering danger."

"But it is not my intention to make them lose their sense of awe. Small trees need to be cut down and children need to be taken care of. As their teachers, we not only need to tutor them in their studies, but also teach them about their lives. A mentor for growth.”

“The preliminary suggestion is to expand flying lessons to a more advanced level of sports, and then outdoor courses such as flying lessons are not only enjoyed by first-year students, but are fun and must be enjoyed by students in seventh grade. course."

Professor Zhang talked eloquently, with a manner that would stun Dumbledore and McGonagall.

"The teaching content is not limited to the understanding and control of flying broomsticks. More sports can be added, such as running, high jump, long jump, fighting, etc."

"You have to know that if there are seven grades, Mrs. Huo Qi may not be able to handle it all by herself." Professor McGonagall still raised questions.

"It doesn't matter. I see that Hagrid is very idle now." Professor Zhang smiled, "He is strong enough to be a physical education teacher."