Spell Players at Hogwarts

If Professor Snape had the impression that he was tolerant, restrained, and passionately focused, which can be regarded as a model in the wizarding world, then the one in front of him...

Greasy and poisonous, like a poisonous snake waiting to strike in the dark, it will rush up and spray a wave of venom (slobber) on you inadvertently.

And the behavior of hiding in the dungeon to practice Yin and Yang Qi all year round made Professor Snape's attitude closer to perfection.

Lynch would not be surprised if one day there was thunder at Hogwarts.

That must be Professor Snape holding the yin and yang in his mouth and flying up during the day, right?

Now that magic exists, it doesn't seem that difficult to accept whether there is a god or not.

However, no matter how uncomfortable the little wizards were, Potions class at least had to continue.

"Now close that book. Although the method above is not wrong, in my opinion it can only be regarded as quite satisfactory." Professor Snape said reluctantly, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat. Comes the same.

"Now, everyone, look at the blackboard. In my class, you just need to follow my steps and don't try to be clever. If something happens, I can't guarantee whether your potion will be there." One day it will show up in your food.”

"Devil!" Gryffindor's Cormac whispered, and then asked loudly: "If this is the case, then why are we buying books?"

"I didn't say that the content in the book was incorrect. Moreover, Mr. McLaggen, do you think I am deaf?" Professor Snape stared at Cormic with the eyes of a dead person. "Five from Gryffindor." Points, you need to raise your hand first to ask a question!”

Professor Snape said indifferently, but when he mentioned potions, Professor Snape rarely regained his spirits.

"I would like to reiterate that potions are a precise science and strict craftsmanship. There are no unchanging potions, only works that are constantly improved and perfected."

"So, for a book written 50 years ago, all it can provide is some reference value. In addition to those processes that have been repeatedly verified, the steps for brewing many potions have not been completely fixed. .”

"And what I want to do is to guide you to follow the most suitable brewing method today, instead of hearing you question today's potion brewing method with a reference book from 50 years ago."

Professor Snape crossed his arms and scanned everyone's faces with cold eyes without any emotion.

"So, no questions are allowed in my class until I think you are capable and qualified."

"Do you understand everything?"

A low pressure quickly lowered the temperature in the Potions classroom.

I'm so angry, when will the little wizard be able to make his mark?

"I understand!" Lynch was not intimidated, but was the first to respond to Snape.

"If you answer the question with the addition of Professor, one point will be deducted from Ravenclaw!"

Lynch: (￣ー￣)

Co-author, what about waiting for you from here?

Meow meow meow?

"I understand, Professor!"

With Lynch's perfect demonstration, all the little wizards were reluctant but found no way to respond.

"What you are going to learn today is medicine for treating scabies. In fact, I really can't think of anything simpler than this. Of course, as the first batch of medicines you brewed by yourself, maybe we can sample some before get out of class ends. How about using the potion to test your results?"

Professor Snape spread his hands and tilted his head slightly, showing off the perfect curve of his aquiline nose.

"Well, enough nonsense. Next, all the steps are written on the blackboard, and the materials are placed next to the crucible. So what are you waiting for? Do you not understand English?"

Whoa whoa whoa!

All the little wizards started moving in a hurry. In a group of two and two, Lin Qi successfully captured the closest Qiu.

"Tell me, does he have some..." Qiu Qiao said softly, and the last hentai mouth shape made the most accurate evaluation of Professor Snape.

"Maybe this happens after being single for a long time. I heard that Professor Snape is not married yet." Lynch whispered while Snape was inspecting the distance, and this also earned the little girl sympathy but With an understanding expression.

Of course, Lynch has never tried magic potions. Whether it is the steps or the cooking cycle, Meadows will not let Lynch mess around in his own kitchen.

Wait, so why the kitchen?

"Qiu, can you cook?"

"Cooking?" Qiu paused, "My mother taught me some when I was home."

"Ah, that will be much easier." Lin Qi looked at Qiu seriously, "Believe me, there are definitely similarities between potions and cooking."

Qiu's head was full of doubts.

"you sure?"

"Please believe me." Lynch said with great certainty, "The scabies treatment potion, according to Professor Snape's steps, I think the focus of the potion this time is very clear."

"For cutting and weighing dried nettles, for crushing and grinding snake teeth, and of course, for cooking slugs with tentacles, the order of adding your own potion and the timing of adding porcupine quills."

"But in fact, if you are familiar with the kitchen, these steps are definitely not unfamiliar. So, Qiu, how much do you know about Chinese food?"

"I'm Chinese, and my family likes to eat Chinese food." Qiu answered quickly, but looked at Lin Qi's slightly disdainful eyes...

"I don't mean anything else, Qiu." Lin Qi said idealistically, "In my opinion, the treatment of slugs is more like the blanching process before meat processing. Our purpose is just to remove excess While keeping the mucus, the meat should be kept tender.”

"The same goes for cutting and weighing dried nettles. I wonder if you have ever cut celery."

"Celery?" Qiu's eyes lit up, "You mean this thing..."

"No, we are all herbs. I'm just making a metaphor." Lynch said quickly, "Then, it's time to test your knife skills, Qiu, remember, don't weigh before cutting, because cutting The process will inevitably cause a certain loss of quality.”

"Okay, I understand." Qiu said seriously. While all the little wizards were still in a hurry and didn't know where to start, Lynch had already set up the crucible and started the methodical cooking process.

"If you have ever eaten French baked escargots, Qiu, believe me, you will not be unfamiliar with these."

"Okay, it does look similar." Qiu nodded while looking at the white slugs floating up and down in the crucible. As the daughter of a wealthy businessman, it was very simple to taste European delicacies.

Marietta, who was not far away from the two of them, was shocked.

These two people... actually want to eat slugs?

He said that he should reconsider whether he wanted to be best friends with Qiu.

but……

Looking at Lynch with delicate eyebrows, Marietta felt a little reluctant.

"It's too hard to choose." Marietta lamented, and then glanced at the assigned McLagan out of the corner of her eye.

Really, shit!

Ignoring Marietta's lament, the combination of Lynch and Autumn was clearly going further and further into another branch of Potions class.

"Don't use smashing tools when grinding." Lynch used the colander conjured by transformation to fish the slugs out of the crucible. Then Lynch pointed with his wand and cleaned a new (disappearance spell) improved version. Under the action, the originally milky liquid was instantly cleared away.

"Magic is really convenient."

After sighing for a while, Lynch continued his work as a conductor.

"Snake teeth can be crushed first on the chopping board, and then grinded in a grinder. Remember, use the strength of your wrist to rotate evenly in the grinder, just like scooping ice cream with a spoon."

"I understand." Qiu nodded obediently, and the snake fangs that were originally chipped away by the little wizards were simply tamed by Qiu under his hands.

At this time, Lin Qi also processed the crucible again. The orange-red flame rose steadily under the crucible, and after a while, the liquid level boiled again.

"The washed tentacled slugs also need to be gutted." Lynch picked up a sharp knife and carefully threw it away from the slug's lower abdomen.

"After removing the excess internal organs, only the pure meat remains. In fact, in my opinion, it would be more convenient to melt it into the soup if there is a meat grinder, but..."

Lynch carefully sliced ​​the slug and threw it into the crucible, "Qiu, weigh the nettles!"

"Here!" Qiu responded, and the brown nettles were evenly sprinkled into the crucible by Qiu. "Cook for 15 minutes and keep rotating evenly counterclockwise."

Lynch paused, then tapped his cauldron with his wand.

Therefore, it is very wise to buy an automatic stirring crucible.

Lynch praised Meadows' wit. Sure enough, sometimes the senior sister's words are quite useful.

"I think I also need an automatic stirring crucible." Qiu said with some envy, recalling what the short man who sold crucibles in Diagon Alley said when he was in school.

What is imported from abroad does not even have an automatic stirring function, so it can still be called an imported crucible.

Fifteen minutes later, amid the rising white smoke, all the slugs had melted into the crucible, and Qiu also diligently added the snake tooth powder.

Almost instantly, as the powder dissolved, a burst of green ink-like substance appeared strangely in the pearly white liquid surface.

"What does this look like?" Qiu's face looked a little ugly. The originally mild and simmering fish soup turned into this indescribable look under Qiu's own hands...

"On the cultivation of penicillin." Lynch paused and said, although the process techniques are similar to cooking, but the products are the same.

"Hey, wait, let it cool down first and then add the porcupine quills."

Lynch stopped Qiu from throwing the porcupine quills carelessly, and used the wand to remove the crucible. The freezing spell quickly dropped the temperature of the crucible by more than ten degrees.

At this time, the dark green substance had completely become the entire crucible, but when a few porcupine quills were added, under the corrosion of the strong acidic solution, it took less than 30 seconds for the porcupine quills to completely melt into the solvent, and When Lynch finally completed the basic steps of casting the spell, the scabies treatment potion that exuded the charming smell of rotten eggs appeared in front of the two of them.

"Okay, you believe this stuff has miraculous effects, if your throat is still there before drinking it." Lynch frowned, and he almost instinctively resisted such a strange taste.

Even ordinary people must be somewhat picky about food, right?

"I refuse anyway." Qiu shook her head decisively. What medicine is used to treat scabies? Will beautiful girls get scabies?

The beautiful girl even has access to the toilet...

Snape obviously noticed the recent situation on Lynch's side. Of course, Professor Snape did not comment on Lynch's evil ways.

What is the connection between cooking and potions?

what?

One art from the sky and another from the earth. Can they be compared together?

Sure enough, even with talent, it still can't change the fact that his mind is filled with troll snot.

Snape felt very embarrassed, but now he didn't have much to do with Lynch.

After all, the alluring rotten egg smell of the potion couldn't fool a Potions Master's nose, and the intoxicating green color of the cauldron, even he couldn't find anything wrong with it.

"If you change the concept without authorization and influence the basic concept of potion brewing by others, one point will be deducted from Ravenclaw."

Professor Snape pinched his nose and said reluctantly, and then under Qiu's shocked eyes, Professor Snape left without any hesitation.

"How could he do this!" Qiu's face was full of disbelief, "I don't think you are wrong."

Lynch was obviously shocked by Professor Snape's tricky angle. It was not that easy to get a potions master to agree on the inevitable connection between cooking and potions.

"I probably have a few hours of mania every day." Lynch explained reluctantly, "I think that under this condition, perhaps having a palliative medicine on hand is the most correct approach."

Qiu nodded dullly. As for who is right and who is wrong, does it matter?

After finding the reason for deducting points, Professor Snape was obviously happy both physically and mentally, but this still could not change the basic level of the little wizards in making potions.

In fact, in just three and 10 minutes, except for Lynch's group who finished brewing the potion, all the other little wizards were still in the process of preparing the materials.

As the Potions Professor, Snape naturally had to patrol back and forth.

The scene seems to have returned to the basic level of the little wizard's first lesson.

Under the influence of Professor Snape's strong low pressure, movable local disasters occur frequently. It can be said that every time Professor Snape passes by, it will be accompanied by the impact of thunderstorms (explosions).

After all, who 11-year-old wizard could calmly accept Professor Snape's snake-like gaze?

As for the smile on Professor Snape's face that looked like someone with a mental retard, I had to admit that as the Demon King's contempt, this was a compulsory subject.