Chapter 169 Refreshing cold goat potion
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Rui Chen 3499
There was too much rain in October, and many students suffered from colds due to the humidity and the coldness of the highlands.
Although the refreshing potion provided by Madam Pomfrey is very effective, it tastes very bad, and many students don't like to drink it, and today's class came about because of this.
The magic hot pot was not suitable for stewing soup, so Konno talked to Snape, asking for a crucible, as well as a lot of recipes for potion ingredients and refreshing potions.
If you have to describe this friendly exchange, you can basically describe it as "eating halberd".
However, the result of this halberd eating was not very unimportant, as long as he knew all the required materials, Konno had successfully obtained them from Snape.
Of course, as a Potions professor, it was only natural for Snape to want to watch from the sidelines.
Back in the auditorium, except for the last few rows of students, everyone else can't wait to lift the lid.
"Professor Ryan and the others are still in class, are there any students who are willing to send this soup... refreshing goat medicine?" Kong Nuo asked, "That's right! Other teachers also need your help to deliver the potions. "
"Me! Me! Me!"
The students in the last few rows of the auditorium hurriedly raised their hands. Now is the best time to get rid of Snape's "death gaze", and they have no reason not to fight for it.
Of course, Kong Nuo understood the small thoughts of these students, so he directly selected people from the back row and gave them a chance to "escape from birth".
"You can open the lid." He ordered, and was the first to lift the lid of the crucible.
The students felt that their actions had never been so fast. As the lids were all lifted, the strong smell of mutton immediately wafted out.
Along with the fragrance, there is also a golden light, which is a pure golden light, as if it is the dazzling moment when the dusty treasure chest is opened.
"This is the effect of golden wool mutton with fairy wings, it really will shine golden." Kong Nuo looked thoughtfully at the seasoning bottle beside him, there was still a fairy wing in it.
(Fairy wings are a potion material, usually used to make beauty potions. Taking this potion will produce a "blingbling" magical effect, becoming the brightest cub on the dance floor.)
The students were at a loss for a moment, wondering if they should put their spoons into the cauldron. The golden mutton inside was really as graceful as a gold nugget, and it made people feel a little bit reluctant to destroy this beauty.
Of course, it was only part of the reason, and the other part also came from Snape.
The magic power on Snape's body became more turbulent with the appearance of golden light and rich fragrance, like a bomb that could be detonated at any time.
So none of them dared to actually pick up the spoon, fearing that this action would be the trigger to detonate Snape.
"Professor Snape, why don't you come and taste it? The crucible I'm using now and the potion ingredients are all contributed by you."
Kong Nuo brought the soup in front of Snape, with the momentum of a young master picking up the "Yunlong Fried Shrimp" and letting the masked chef taste it.
Snape emerged from the shadows again, first the nose, then the slightly sullen, weathered face.
The bridge of Snape's nose shrugged, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, his Adam's apple gurgled, and he finally said, "The formula of the refreshment potion blends well with the golden lamb. The fairy wings at the end are really hard to describe, I don't know." you……"
Just when Snape was acting strangely, the students of Slytherin House showed surprised expressions.
Crabbe patted his face, "Malfoy, did you see that? Did Professor Snape swallow his saliva just now?"
Malfoy was about to nod, only to find Snape's eyes fixed on them.He suddenly remembered his father's teaching: Do not let yourself appear at the crime scene.
So he shook his head hastily, and raised his voice and asked, "What were you talking about just now, Crabbe? I didn't see anything?"
"Huh?" Crabbe scratched his head, completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter, "I mean, did Professor Snape swallow his saliva just now?"
Malfoy pulled Goyle directly, and exchanged places with himself, "I think it's a bit hot, Goyle, you and Crabbe should be a team."
Gore was a little confused, and asked casually, "What were you discussing just now?"
The two thoughtless guys actually reached an agreement, and began to lament the incredibleness of this matter.
Snape took a spoonful of soup and a piece of mutton, and chewed them slowly in his mouth.
There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, his cheeks gradually became a little rosy, and white smoke came out of his ears at the same time—these were the moisture in his body.
"How do you feel? Is there any room for improvement?" Kong Nuo smiled.
"Huh! Not bad! It works well!" Snape felt a burst of warmth in his body, especially when he realized that his cheeks became rosy like the last time he tasted the special blood energy pill.
He didn't even want to launch a yin-yang attack on Kong Nuo, and left the auditorium with a large bowl of mutton soup.
"Unbelievable..." Malfoy finally sighed after Snape left, "Now that Professor Snape has left, it's my turn to taste it!"
This is his first time cooking, so he is very curious about what the soup will taste like.
Malfoy quickly scooped out a spoonful of extremely thick soup, like melted silky chocolate, flowing slowly from the spoon into the bowl on the table like a golden waterfall.
He couldn't wait to pick up the spoon to scoop up a spoonful of soup and put it into his mouth, and suddenly felt that time seemed to stand still at this moment.
The soup was as thick and silky as melted chocolate, the rich mutton flavor without any smell, the long aroma of sesame oil, and the potion ingredients seemed to be dancing on the tip of his tongue, and that taste experience was crazily in his mind Jubilant, rushing.
There is a house elf who is responsible for cooking at home, but even so, it is the first time for him to taste such a delicacy, and it is made by himself!
Malfoy smiled unconsciously, and at the same time, he also understood why even the stern Professor Snape smiled.
Sometimes the body is very honest and will actually give feedback on everything the body feels.
Not only did he understand everything, but the other students who drank the mutton soup also understood everything.
At least when they drank the pot of mutton soup, their feelings were synchronized with those of Professor Snape.
They were Professor Snape, and Professor Snape was them...
If only Professor Snape would not deduct points casually...
This is of course just a wish, and when the pot of soup is finished, the feeling of synchronization between them and Professor Snape will disappear.
Although the refreshing potion provided by Madam Pomfrey is very effective, it tastes very bad, and many students don't like to drink it, and today's class came about because of this.
The magic hot pot was not suitable for stewing soup, so Konno talked to Snape, asking for a crucible, as well as a lot of recipes for potion ingredients and refreshing potions.
If you have to describe this friendly exchange, you can basically describe it as "eating halberd".
However, the result of this halberd eating was not very unimportant, as long as he knew all the required materials, Konno had successfully obtained them from Snape.
Of course, as a Potions professor, it was only natural for Snape to want to watch from the sidelines.
Back in the auditorium, except for the last few rows of students, everyone else can't wait to lift the lid.
"Professor Ryan and the others are still in class, are there any students who are willing to send this soup... refreshing goat medicine?" Kong Nuo asked, "That's right! Other teachers also need your help to deliver the potions. "
"Me! Me! Me!"
The students in the last few rows of the auditorium hurriedly raised their hands. Now is the best time to get rid of Snape's "death gaze", and they have no reason not to fight for it.
Of course, Kong Nuo understood the small thoughts of these students, so he directly selected people from the back row and gave them a chance to "escape from birth".
"You can open the lid." He ordered, and was the first to lift the lid of the crucible.
The students felt that their actions had never been so fast. As the lids were all lifted, the strong smell of mutton immediately wafted out.
Along with the fragrance, there is also a golden light, which is a pure golden light, as if it is the dazzling moment when the dusty treasure chest is opened.
"This is the effect of golden wool mutton with fairy wings, it really will shine golden." Kong Nuo looked thoughtfully at the seasoning bottle beside him, there was still a fairy wing in it.
(Fairy wings are a potion material, usually used to make beauty potions. Taking this potion will produce a "blingbling" magical effect, becoming the brightest cub on the dance floor.)
The students were at a loss for a moment, wondering if they should put their spoons into the cauldron. The golden mutton inside was really as graceful as a gold nugget, and it made people feel a little bit reluctant to destroy this beauty.
Of course, it was only part of the reason, and the other part also came from Snape.
The magic power on Snape's body became more turbulent with the appearance of golden light and rich fragrance, like a bomb that could be detonated at any time.
So none of them dared to actually pick up the spoon, fearing that this action would be the trigger to detonate Snape.
"Professor Snape, why don't you come and taste it? The crucible I'm using now and the potion ingredients are all contributed by you."
Kong Nuo brought the soup in front of Snape, with the momentum of a young master picking up the "Yunlong Fried Shrimp" and letting the masked chef taste it.
Snape emerged from the shadows again, first the nose, then the slightly sullen, weathered face.
The bridge of Snape's nose shrugged, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, his Adam's apple gurgled, and he finally said, "The formula of the refreshment potion blends well with the golden lamb. The fairy wings at the end are really hard to describe, I don't know." you……"
Just when Snape was acting strangely, the students of Slytherin House showed surprised expressions.
Crabbe patted his face, "Malfoy, did you see that? Did Professor Snape swallow his saliva just now?"
Malfoy was about to nod, only to find Snape's eyes fixed on them.He suddenly remembered his father's teaching: Do not let yourself appear at the crime scene.
So he shook his head hastily, and raised his voice and asked, "What were you talking about just now, Crabbe? I didn't see anything?"
"Huh?" Crabbe scratched his head, completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter, "I mean, did Professor Snape swallow his saliva just now?"
Malfoy pulled Goyle directly, and exchanged places with himself, "I think it's a bit hot, Goyle, you and Crabbe should be a team."
Gore was a little confused, and asked casually, "What were you discussing just now?"
The two thoughtless guys actually reached an agreement, and began to lament the incredibleness of this matter.
Snape took a spoonful of soup and a piece of mutton, and chewed them slowly in his mouth.
There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, his cheeks gradually became a little rosy, and white smoke came out of his ears at the same time—these were the moisture in his body.
"How do you feel? Is there any room for improvement?" Kong Nuo smiled.
"Huh! Not bad! It works well!" Snape felt a burst of warmth in his body, especially when he realized that his cheeks became rosy like the last time he tasted the special blood energy pill.
He didn't even want to launch a yin-yang attack on Kong Nuo, and left the auditorium with a large bowl of mutton soup.
"Unbelievable..." Malfoy finally sighed after Snape left, "Now that Professor Snape has left, it's my turn to taste it!"
This is his first time cooking, so he is very curious about what the soup will taste like.
Malfoy quickly scooped out a spoonful of extremely thick soup, like melted silky chocolate, flowing slowly from the spoon into the bowl on the table like a golden waterfall.
He couldn't wait to pick up the spoon to scoop up a spoonful of soup and put it into his mouth, and suddenly felt that time seemed to stand still at this moment.
The soup was as thick and silky as melted chocolate, the rich mutton flavor without any smell, the long aroma of sesame oil, and the potion ingredients seemed to be dancing on the tip of his tongue, and that taste experience was crazily in his mind Jubilant, rushing.
There is a house elf who is responsible for cooking at home, but even so, it is the first time for him to taste such a delicacy, and it is made by himself!
Malfoy smiled unconsciously, and at the same time, he also understood why even the stern Professor Snape smiled.
Sometimes the body is very honest and will actually give feedback on everything the body feels.
Not only did he understand everything, but the other students who drank the mutton soup also understood everything.
At least when they drank the pot of mutton soup, their feelings were synchronized with those of Professor Snape.
They were Professor Snape, and Professor Snape was them...
If only Professor Snape would not deduct points casually...
This is of course just a wish, and when the pot of soup is finished, the feeling of synchronization between them and Professor Snape will disappear.
