The years of welding at Hogwarts

It’s the first day of quitting sugar, and today I have successfully completed the strict goals I set for myself. I have worked so hard.

I'll open a can of cockroach heap and treat myself tomorrow morning.

Chapter 171 Okay, Add Water

The next day was Monday.

This morning, there were Potions classes for Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

Under the tyranny of the old bat, no matter how much students hated Potions class, they dared not be late for his class.

Even ten minutes before the class officially started, they were all present.

Looking at the empty seat next to him and the clock hanging on the wall, Little Beaver couldn't help but look towards the classroom door with some worry.

Why hasn't Shirley come yet?

There are only three minutes left.

Although Shirley is the daughter of the big black bat, it doesn't mean that she can do whatever she wants in the potions class...

Well, it seems that Shirley can really do whatever she wants.

When the hour hand and the numbers were completely aligned, the classroom door was kicked open roughly with a bang, and Noah's figure floated in the air like a ghost and slid straight to the podium.

Hermione was relieved when she saw that it was Noah instead of Snape who entered the door first.

But when she reacted, she saw Noah replacing Snape and standing on the podium, and the little beaver's heart suddenly rose to her throat again.

Isn't Noah from Slytherin?

What was he trying to do by standing on the podium in Snape's place?

Is it a conspiracy to usurp the throne?

After Noah, a petite figure slipped in from the door quietly and sat down next to Hermione silently.

Noah's cold gaze swept across the faces of every little wizard under the podium, and then he slowly opened his mouth and told an extremely shocking news.

"Professor Snape has asked for leave. I will be teaching this class."

Hermione:? ? ?

Other little badgers and little eagles: ???

Before other students can digest this

Unbelievable news, Noah continued to speak.

"I will not teach you how to increase your reputation, how to brew glory, or how to prevent death."

"Because I can't either."

This sudden turn immediately caused a series of fart-like popping sounds to be heard from under the podium, but when Noah slammed a huge boning knife that was big enough to cut off a neck in an instant onto the podium, the entire classroom suddenly became quiet.

Looking at the boning knife that was five centimeters sunk into the table, all the students behaved more obediently than when they were facing Snape.

"In this class, let's learn something else."

Noah directly called out the names of three people, "Neville, Michael and Kevin, could you please go to the storage room next door to help me move the materials I need today?"

"There are six boxes in total. I may have to trouble you to move them twice."

The three students whose names were called stood up happily. A moment later, the three of them walked in from outside carrying two boxes together.

Michael and Kevin were lifting a large cardboard box together, while Neville was holding one alone. Looking at his calm expression, it was obvious that he was much more relaxed than the two skinny guys next to him who were barely able to even lift a chicken.

Thanks to the devilish training over the past three months since he entered school, Neville is now much stronger than he was in the original time and space.

If you lift up his wizard robe, you will find that underneath this loose robe is hidden a lot of strong tendon muscles.

If he met his original self, he would probably have to kneel on the ground and beg his original self not to die after being punched by one punch.

"Just put it there." Noah casually pointed to a corner of the Potions classroom.

He raised his hand, and a large number of knives suddenly fell out of the opened magic circle with a clang.

The sharp blade gleamed coldly under the illumination of the torches stuck on the surrounding walls. The nearly rectangular silver blade was laser-engraved with four Chinese characters "八子作" (Eighteen Sons of the Japanese) that looked vigorous and powerful.

Under the effect of the levitation spell, the pile of kitchen knives that fell on the podium flew in front of every student.

At the same time, a heavy chopping board appeared silently on the table in front of them. It was prepared by the house-elves hiding in the dark according to Noah's instructions.

"In this class, what you are going to learn is how to make a dish."

All the students looked as if they had heard it wrong. Dishes?

Although making potions is the same as cooking dishes, both require making fire and setting up a pot, and both require putting some materials taken from living creatures into the pot and cooking them for a period of time. This process also requires a series of operations such as stirring and adding seasonings.

But this does not mean that cooking and potion making can be equated.

Ignoring the suspicious expressions on the students' faces, Noah waved his wand and brought the ingredients in the boxes that Draco and others had brought to the table in front of them.

Under Noah's exquisite control, these ingredients were evenly distributed to each little wizard, with roughly equal types and quantities.

Looking at the potatoes, ham, pork, cabbage and other ingredients placed on the chopping board on his table, Draco's expression of absolute trust in Noah began to collapse at this moment.

"I won't teach you any overly complicated dishes in this class, just a few simple ones."

Noah knocked on the blackboard, and large pieces of writing immediately emerged from thin air, covering the entire blackboard.

There are just a few simple dishes listed above.

Spicy and sour potato shreds, sweet and sour spareribs, braised pork, garlic lettuce, stir-fried cabbage, lentil fried ham...

Of course, the most important dish is the one that injects the soul into the whole table, which is the legendary Guangdong provincial soup - carrot and corn stewed pork ribs.

"The first thing you need to practice is knife skills. You can start with the simplest ham sausage."

Noah picked up a sausage produced by a meat processing factory controlled by Hydra. There was no meat in this sausage, it was basically all starch.

"Take your kitchen knife like this, use the tip of the knife to cut through its packaging, and then cut it into small pieces."

Although it was just a very simple operation, these idiots who had taken Potions classes for more than three months still seemed clumsy when they actually did it.

Noah narrowed his eyes, "Miss Granger, what are you doing?"

Hermione looked up blankly when her name was called. Meeting Noah's deadly gaze, she weakly replied, "I'm cutting sausages..."

"Are you planning to cut off your finger and fry it in the pan later?"

Noah chopped down the kitchen knife in his hand heavily, and with a snap, the finger on the chopping board in front of Hermione, no, the sausage was cut into two pieces. The sharp movement scared the little witch so much that she almost screamed.

"Everyone stop it!"

Noah turned and walked back to the podium, motioning for the students to stand up and watch his demonstration.

"When cutting potion ingredients, your fingers that are holding down the ingredients must be curled up like this! Use your knuckles to hold the blade against the blade so that you don't cut your fingers!"

"have you understood!"

After clumsily cutting the ham, Noah asked them to change the ingredients to potatoes, wash the potatoes and cut them into shreds.

cut

There is nothing difficult about the ham sausage, but it allows them to improve their proficiency in cutting materials, which also makes everything go smoothly when they cut the potatoes into shreds.

Even Neville and Hannah, the duo with the worst Potions grades in the classroom, cut the potatoes into thin strips that met the standards.

Although it doesn't look very good, it's barely acceptable.

After reviewing the results of their efforts, Noah said encouragingly, "Well done, Neville, and Miss Abbott."

Then he looked at the results of Hermione and Shirley next door. Although Hermione had a good grasp of the theory of potions, she was obviously not as good as Shirley, the future potions master who inherited her mother's talent for potions, in terms of practical operation.

So Noah said lightly, "Miss Granger's cut was too ugly, Ravenclaw will be deducted one point."

Then he walked away.

Watching Noah's leaving back, Hermione gritted her teeth and took out her wand, wanting to cast a curse on their temporary professor.

If it was Snape, Hermione wouldn't have the courage to do that, but if it was Noah, a student like them...

Shirley, who was sitting next to Hermione, quickly pressed down her best friend's hand.

Facing a strong man who could kill a basilisk with a sword, Hermione thought she could easily defeat him by a sneak attack?

I'm afraid he has lost his mind.

Cutting is the most common method of processing various potion materials. After processing all the ingredients that needed cutting, Noah asked them to put the peppercorns into the mortar.

Although today's dishes do not require seasonings, the house-elves in the kitchen will need them at noon or in the evening.

It's a good opportunity to let students practice grinding techniques, which can be regarded as recycling waste.

Although the materials Noah prepared today were not enough for them to practice all seven processing techniques for potion making, his teaching method undoubtedly opened the door to a new world for the entire class of students.

Especially when they saw that Noah used Transfiguration to create a simple manual juicer, put an orange in it and pressed hard to successfully squeeze out the juice from the orange, it opened their minds even more.

For many potion materials, wizards only need the juice inside the material when processing them.

Usually wizards would choose to slice it and squeeze it with the handle of a knife. For example, the sleepy beans needed to make the water of life and death are processed in this way.

As long as we can get the juice from the sleepy beans, it doesn't matter how we operate in the process, as long as the final result is the same?

After all the potion materials were processed, it was finally time for the students to reach the step they were most looking forward to.

Set up the pot! Start the fire!

That's it! Add water!

Processing ingredients is only the basic part. The art of cooking tests the chef's control over heat and seasoning, which is precisely the most critical part of potion making.

Especially when it comes to stewing soup, as long as you remove the steps of waving the magic wand, stewing a good pot of soup is no different from making a pot of high-quality potion.

Perhaps it was because of the difference in teaching methods, or it could be that Noah didn't have Snape's sharp tongue.

In the following time, the relaxed little wizards began to demonstrate their cooking skills with great interest according to what Noah wrote on the blackboard.

Even the little lions who hated Potions class the most looked at the content on the blackboard very carefully, and tried their best to remember every detail in their minds.

When there were still twenty minutes before the bell rang, the little wizards in the class were divided into groups of two and completed the preparation of eight dishes and one soup according to Noah's instructions.

The whole classroom was filled with a wonderful fragrance.

Even though the food made by the little wizards didn't look that good, the aroma was not as attractive as the smell in the auditorium when dinner started.

But because they are made by hand, the satisfaction and pride that bursts from the heart can completely make up for the gap in craftsmanship between the little wizards and the house-elves.

After all, cooking is the most primitive and simple hobby and pursuit of human beings.

Noah walked slowly past the results of each little wizard, like a general reviewing his soldiers. When his eyes swept over the finished product of the last group of students, he raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

"I declare that you have all passed."

Noah did not taste the students' works because he was afraid that he would eat dark dishes like the Nine-Turn Large Intestine.

He sat back behind the podium and continued what he had not yet finished in this Potions class.

Broken internal organs, coagulated blood, entangled tentacles, twisted plants, shriveled limbs, mutilated brains, scarlet fruits...

Rolling in the opposition between red and white, and silent in the blending of yellow and brown...

Looking at the red and white soup bubbling in the copper crucible in front of him, Noah couldn't wait to use chopsticks to pick up a piece of freshly boiled tripe from the pot.

He blew gently and watched the wisps of hot air floating in the air. Then Noah dipped the tripe held by the tip of his chopsticks into the dipping sauce dish and put it into his mouth.

Feel the wonderful taste of the resilient tripe as it bounces in your mouth

Noah, who hadn't tasted hotpot for a long time, brightened up his eyes.

Although he strongly disagreed with Snape's teaching philosophy, Noah thought that one of his opening remarks in the first class was very right - that potions is a timeless and wonderful art.

As he swallowed, a series of swallowing sounds suddenly rang out in the classroom.

Seeing the entire classroom of students staring at him, Noah raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you all still standing there for? The food won't taste good if it gets cold."

Shirley looked at the shabby dishes in front of her. Although there were eight dishes and one soup, these eight simple home-cooked dishes looked very different from what Noah had eaten.

Obviously, the one Noah had was tastier.

So she hurried to the podium and said, "Noah, can I..."

"No, go back to your seat or you will lose twenty points from Ravenclaw."

Noah, who could guess what Shirley, the foodie, was thinking with his toes, interrupted her spell casting and chanting, causing her unfinished words to be stuck in her throat and unable to utter them.

"I'll eat the deducted points too!"