Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 21 Happy Soup and Harry's Invitation

What potion was brewed?Wait a minute, potions? ? !

Zhang Xiaofu went to his heart and complimented him in an admiring tone:

"Professor, you are really amazing. I did cook something in a crucible before school started. It is a recipe passed down in the East. Because it is very friendly to beginners, I tried it."

Professor Snape's face softened a bit, he stared carefully at the ingredients displayed by the Scapin Analysis Spell, and suddenly said:
"What is the effect of this potion?"

"Well." Zhang Xiao thought desperately, and began to make up things: "Professor, this potion has more effects, but the relative potency is not very strong."

Snape let out a "hmm" from his nasal cavity, and Zhang Xiao continued to edit: "The main effect is that it can make people feel happy, there is a feeling of happiness, and it can also make people feel hot all over."

"It sounds like the effect of the euphoria potion, what is the name of this potion?"

"Happness soup!" Zhang Xiao blurted out without blinking.

Snape stroked his chin and nodded slowly. The name of Happiness Soup was more consistent with the effect.

He still wants to ask for some details, after all, this kind of cooking technique and all kinds of unimaginable raw materials have opened his eyes.

So there is this idea of ​​brewing potions?

But remembering that he was still in class, he could only let go of this thought, flicked his cloak and returned to the desk, leaving a sentence:

"1 point deducted for Slytherin. I hope Zhang can remember that after brewing the potion, you must carefully clean the crucible, otherwise it may affect your next potion brewing!"

Zhang Xiao secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he is a Slytherin. If it were Harry, maybe Gryffindor would be in debt!Knowing that he cooked hot pot in a cauldron, Snape must have been mad!

Snape stared gloomily at the little wizard below, and said slowly:

"It's so sad. The way you look makes me wonder if I'm teaching a bunch of trolls. Does someone have to tell you that this sentence is very important before you take notes?"

A group of young wizards seemed to have been whipped collectively. They frantically opened their notebooks and wrote down the first rule of potions with a feather: the cauldron must be cleaned.

Fortunately, after such a fuss, Snape didn't continue to make things difficult for Harry, which made little Harry secretly relieved, but he soon regretted that he had relaxed too early.

Snape said that for the profound knowledge of potions, it is useless to just study hard. Even Mr. Pott, who doesn't understand anything, can read the text in the textbook aloud, so potions are more important to see hands-on. ability.

When he said these words, his eyes were still on Hermione's side, but Hermione resisted the pressure and completed the production with excellent performance when brewing the scabies potion.

But Snape, as if he didn't see it, turned his head and praised how perfect Malfoy and Zhang Xiao cooked the slug.

Harry felt that he was very unlucky, and Snape walked around beside him in his long black cloak, looking at his own face all the time.

As long as there was a little irregularity, he would use that annoying drawn-out tone to taunt himself in different ways, Harry thought angrily, is Snape a stand-up comedian? (Note 1), how could he laugh at others so much?

Just then, a thick, acidic green smoke burst out of the dungeon, followed by an explosion and a loud hiss.

Seamus's face was already black and his hair was messy. He wanted to say something, but a puff of black smoke came out as soon as he opened his mouth. Neville looked at the burning cauldron in front of him with a mournful face.

The liquid medicine in the pot was splashed on the flagstone floor, burning holes in the students' shoes.Within seconds the whole class was on the stools, and Neville was drenched in the potion when the cauldron was knocked over, and by this time he was screaming in pain with red, swollen scabies all over his arms and legs.

"Idiot!" Snape snarled, swiping his wand to wipe away the potion that had been spilled on the ground.

"I suppose you put the porcupine quills in without taking the pot off the heat, did you?"

Neville burst into tears, and scabies suddenly appeared on his nose.

"And you! What the hell did you do to make the simplest potion explode?" Snape snapped at Seamus.

"I don't know, Professor!" Seamus replied while exhaling smoke rings.

"Shut up! I didn't ask you to answer, both of you, go to the school hospital!" Snape turned his head away, looked at Harry, and looked at him with a disgusted expression:
"Potter, why didn't you tell him not to put in the porcupine quills? You thought it would be okay if he made a mistake? Another point for Gryffindor because of you."

Harry almost couldn't resist splashing the potion on his face, but Ron tugged at his clothes desperately, so he had to give up and continued to boil the potion swallowing his anger.

Malfoy sneered, and said to Zhang Xiao:

"Is that Seamus a mixed race? Although you don't want to admit it, a mixed race is a mixed race."

Zhang Xiao didn't speak, and pointed back. Malfoy looked back, his face flushed immediately, and he saw Crabbe and Goyle clumsily stirring up his dinner like a pair of trolls.

The cauldron was filled with disgusting mud like a boiled swamp, slightly better than Seamus and Neville, but not so good.

But Snape seemed blind, even though he passed by them many times, he didn't even look at them for a moment.

Zhang Xiao suspected that Snape was afraid that he could not bear it after watching it.

"Clean it up, don't do it this time, I'll make the potion myself." Zhang Xiao patted Malfoy on the shoulder and turned his attention back to the potion.

Before actually doing it, Zhang Xiao felt that the potion was very simple, wasn't it just adding things in order?As long as you are careful and don't make mistakes, won't it be enough?
But after he really did it, he realized how stupid and naive he was.

It's like looking at cooking, it looks simple, cut the vegetables and put them in the pot, fry them, add seasonings, and let them out of the pot.But it's like the "a little", "appropriate amount" and "some" in the recipe make countless people scratch their heads.

The real difficulty in potions is how to accurately grasp the amount and timing of the ingredients.

If the timing and amount of cooking are wrong, at most it will be unpalatable, but if the potion is wrong, it can be scrapped and restarted, or the fryer will kill people!
That is to say, Potions is actually a very talented subject, like the compound soup that Hermione Granger cooked for a month when she was in the second grade, involving nearly 20 kinds of materials (including excipients), including Prefabrication, grinding, refinement, mixing, drying and other methods, finally succeeded!

It can only be said that the god of learning is worthy of being the god of learning.

The scabies potion is indeed a starter potion, and I don't know if it was because he often cooked in his previous life. Zhang Xiao felt that he was also very accurate in grasping the timing and dosage.

This made him couldn't help thinking, if a lab dog from his previous life came over, wouldn't he become a master of potions directly?Or go straight to automation?
Harry finally made it to the end of get out of class, he found Zhang Xiao, first complained to Snape, and then said:
"Do you remember the Hagrid I told you about at the beginning of school? It was the big guy who invited me to his place as a guest and agreed to bring my friends along.

Will you come? "

Hagrid?Zhang Xiao's interest was suddenly raised, and he happily agreed.

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Note 1: The talk show originated in England in the 18th century, and gradually evolved into stand-up comedy in the 19s.

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