Chapter 311 Three-point spoon work, seven-point knife work
"...one semester, just this semester."
Severus Snape raised his eyebrows and compromised indifferently, his expression looking quite annoyed.
This is not surprising, after all, it will be difficult for anyone to stay well after being talked about by a hundreds-year-old man in a coaxing way.
mentality.
"Now, can you please let me leave? I still have one afternoon class."
Snape narrowed his eyes, looked at the sleeves of Grindelwald's robe, and said in a stiff tone.
I don't know why, but this scene always has a familiar feeling - except for the difference in age and identity, it is exactly the same as Elena Kaslana, with an annoying and helpless rogue aura.
The remaining professors had already left the kitchen and returned to the auditorium to announce that the meal was over and that Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was about to launch a large-scale "agriculture" education. Even Dumbledore found an excuse to leave in advance.
go out.
Faced with the verbal attacks of two Dark Lords at the same time, Dumbledore thought that even he might not be able to withstand them. After all, he was old, and being able to trade with a Dark Lord was already his limit.
In the huge Hogwarts kitchen, apart from Snape and Grindelwald, there were only a group of onlookers house elves who were afraid to speak, and a group of house elves who were sitting on the workbench, enjoying the boiling beef bone broth.
Elena simmering thin slices of beef.
There is a faint aroma of beef soup in the air that is intoxicating.
"Professor, why don't you come and try it together? Although you have been facing potion crucibles all year round, you probably have never experienced this method of shabu-shabu... I am still here for the afternoon class, so feel free to give it a try.
, I can all save it."
As Elena spoke, she skillfully used two black walnut wands to pick up the beef slices and put them into the soup stock. With a flurry of movements, the thinly sliced Scottish Angus beef was quickly cooked and curled up, and then dipped in it.
Roll up the dish lightly and stuff it into your mouth.
Bah, bah...it's so delicious, this is life!
Compared with the seven-inch six-point normal table chopsticks, the twelve-inch magic wand chopsticks are undoubtedly perfect for hot pot and shabu-shabu.
It affects eating too much.
Of course, apart from the quality of the meat itself, the most important thing for shabu-shabu beef is a plate of dipping sauce that suits your taste.
It has to be said that the Hogwarts kitchen has quite a rich reserve of spices.
Although it lacks the finishing touch of spicy millet, it relies on chopped chili peppers and sesame oil to enhance the flavor, plus a handful of refined sea salt, and it is still possible to prepare a small dish of extremely delicious dipping sauce.
"No, I'm not interested in this kind of children's playful eating..."
Snape glanced at Elena who was not far away expressionlessly. After his eyes stayed on the girl's pair of wands moving up and down for a few seconds, he said in his cold and sarcastic tone.
"Miss Kaslana, let me make a statement in advance. If I find you using the potions cauldron to cook meat during class time, I swear I will definitely put you in confinement for a week - "
Pah~puff.
"Don't always be so serious, young man..."
Grindelwald stood up, patted Severus Snape's descendants grandly, half pushed and half pulled the wizard to the front of Elena's tumbling soup pot, and said with a smile.
"As someone who has been there, I have to give you a piece of advice. It is definitely not a bad thing to try more delicious food while your appetite is good. After all, no one can guarantee that we will suddenly not be able to eat these delicious foods again.
Oh... little classmate Elena, we are in trouble."
"No problem, I'll keep it to your satisfaction."
Elena smiled proudly, and silently gave a thumbs up to Mr. Grindelwald, who was cooperating tacitly. She couldn't help but fork a piece of scalded beef, dipped the sauce plate, and stuffed the fork into Snape's head.
in hands.
The red chili mince, paired with the thin slices of beef, presents a magnificent and delicious scene. The aroma of stone-ground sesame oil, along with the wild flavor of Scottish Angus beef, constantly stimulates Sri Lanka.
Nape's nasal cavity.
"..."
Snape swallowed calmly, looked at the shabu-shabu beef in his hand, and nodded slightly.
"Just this once, then you can be more honest in class in the afternoon."
It has to be said that whether it is the appearance or the smell, this kind of original and rough cuisine is really more than one level higher than the food on the lunch table.
Since he had hurried from the main hall to the kitchen to check the situation, Snape did not eat too much. In addition, after more than half an hour of "heart-to-heart talk" with Mr. Otto Apokalis
, he was indeed a little hungry.
"Of course...Burley, bring us two more colanders and cutlery."
Seeing the hesitant look on Professor Snape's face, Elena's eyes lit up, she turned around, snapped her fingers, and quickly ordered - There is no doubt that this man has been defeated.
"Well, that's right. You should also remember the order of the dipping sauces I prepared just now. Prepare two portions as they are and give them to Mr. Apokalis and Professor Snape. I don't want to have any regrets.
"
"Okay, chef."
"That house elf, cut up three more portions of Angus beef. This won't be enough for the three of us."
Grindelwald grinned, waved his hand to sit down on a chair, and added.
In the magic world, Potions Master is a very rare and precious existence. Therefore, being able to make friends with a young Potions Master is a pleasant thing in itself, not to mention being a Potions Master.
Maybe you also have the talent to be a chef.
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Half an hour later.
In the corridor outside the Hogwarts kitchen.
"Huh~ so spicy..."
Snape wiped the sweat from his forehead. His originally pale and yellow face showed a trace of blood due to the chili pepper, and he looked healthier and rosier than before.
Relatively speaking, Grindelwald's performance was obviously much more normal - in fact, for Grindelwald, who is from Germany, this clear soup shabu-shabu is really too light. As for Elena, she is more
He is a little monster who is neither spicy nor happy.
The easiest place for people to get closer to each other is through small-scale meals together.
After such a short shabu-shabu encounter, even Snape, who had always been aloof from others, could not continue to face Elena and Grindelwald with a cold face and tone.
"What I want to say is that the way the house elves handle meat is still a bit rough."
As if to cover up his embarrassment that he couldn't eat spicy food, Snape pondered for a while, "Whether it is the cutting position or the thickness of the meat slices, they can be further optimized... There are still too many flaws in the simple kitchen process."
"Is it possible that you can do better?"
Elena asked softly with a hint. She had long been full of curiosity about the legendary "Shen Feng Wu Ying" sword technique.
You know, there has always been a saying in the culinary world - one-third the skill of the spoon, seven-half the skill of the knife.
It is true that Snape's Shadowless Blade has not yet reached the level of being able to move at will, big or small, but it is undeniable that the potential of this cutting ability formed by magic is definitely not only used for
It's so narrow as an attack magic.
"Of course, I may be able to teach you in the future."
Snape nodded proudly, narrowed his eyes, and changed the topic, "Okay, little guy, go to the dormitory and rest for a while. After you finish your class in the afternoon, don't forget to report to the Potions classroom.
"
"good."
After receiving the promise from the Half-Blood Prince, Elena nodded, and the little fur on her head twisted happily. She was quite satisfied that she could bring so many relationships closer over a meal, "What about you guys?"
?”
"Of course I'm going back to the office..." Snape raised his eyebrows, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a light cough.
"Ahem... Professor Snape, I'd like to ask you one thing. You see, I've only been here at Hogwarts for a day, and I'm not very familiar with the whole castle. Could you please take me to the principal's office?"
In Elena's slightly disdainful eyes, Grindelwald cleared his throat and spoke extraordinarily confidently.
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