Chapter 311 3 Points For Spoon Handling, 7 Points For Knife Handling
Chapter 306 Three Points for Spoon Handling, Seven Points for Knife Handling
"... one semester, just this semester."
Severus Snape raised his eyebrows and nonchalantly acquiesced, his expression seeming quite annoyed.
Not surprising, after all, anyone who is hundreds of years old uses a way to bribe children, chattering and murmuring for over half an hour, it's hard to maintain a good mentality.
"Now, may I be allowed to leave? I have another class in the afternoon."
Snape narrowed his eyes and glanced at the sleeves of the robe held by Grindelwald, and said in a harsh tone.
I don't know why, this scene always gives me a sense of déjà vu, except for the age and identity, it is almost the same as Elena Kaslana, a distraught and helpless demeanor.
The rest of the teachers had already left the kitchen and returned to the auditorium to announce the end of the meal, and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is about to carry out a large-scale "agricultural" education, even Dumbledore found a reason to escape in advance.
Faced with the linguistic attack of the two Dark Lords at the same time, Dumbledore thinks that even if it were him, it is possible that he may not be able to resist it. After all, he is already old, and it is his limit to deal with the Dark Lord.
In the huge kitchen of Hogwarts, besides Snape and Grindelwald, there was only a group of timid house-elves and a simmering beef bone soup on the worktable. Elena was slicing thin slices of meat.
There was a faint aroma of meat soup filling the air weakly.
"Professor, do you want to try it too? Although you deal with the potion cauldron all year round, you shouldn't have experienced this way of cutting meat... the afternoon class is still with me, just leave it, I can handle it."
Elena said, skillfully using two black walnut wands to pick up the meat slices and put them into the broth. The thin slices of Scottish Angus beef cooked quickly and curled up, then they were dipped into the seasoning dish, rolled gently, and placed in the mouth.
Ah, ah... truly delicious and tangy, this is life!
Compared to the normal seven-inch chopsticks, the twelve-inch wand chopsticks are undoubtedly suitable for hot pot and shabu-shabu. Not only can they ensure that they do not burn, but they also take advantage of flexibility and stability. This has a big impact on the food.
Of course, besides the quality of the meat, the most important thing is a seasoning dish that suits your taste.
It must be said that the condiment reserve of the Hogwarts kitchen is quite abundant.
Although it lacks the final touch of the millet spicy, but relying on the chopped red chili and sesame oil to enhance the flavor, plus a pinch of refined sea salt, you can still prepare a small dish of unparalleled taste.
"No, I'm not interested in this playful girl's food..."
Snape blankly glanced at Elena, who was not far away, and after staring at the pair of the girl's magic wands moving up and down for a few seconds, he said in his cold and ironic tone.
"Miss Caslana, let me say a sentence beforehand. If you catch me in class and use the potion class cauldron to cut meat, I swear I will definitely confine you for a week–"
Boom!
"Don't always be so serious, young man..."
Grindelwald stood up and emphatically hit Severus Snape, pulling the witch towards Elena and the bubbling soup pot, and said with a smile.
"As a person who comes here, I have to give you some advice. Trying a little more food while you have a good appetite is definitely not a bad thing. After all, no one can guarantee that we can't suddenly stop eating these delectable dishes. Well... Little Elena, bother."
"No problem, the custodian leaves you satisfied."
Elena smiled triumphantly, silently comparing her thumbs with old Grindelwald who had a tacit understanding. She couldn't help but pick up a piece of hot meat, dip it in a small dish, and put the fork into Snape's hands.
The chopped red chilies combined with the thin slices of meat, displaying a magnificent and delectable scene. The aroma of stone-ground sesame oil, accompanied by the wild aroma of Scottish Angus beef, constantly stimulated Snape's nasal cavity.
"..."
Snape silently swallowed, looked at the meat in his hand, and nodded slightly.
"Just this once, and then in the afternoon, stay honestly in class with me."
It must be said that, whether in appearance or smell, this original and rudimentary kitchen is actually a cut above the lunch table food.
Because he rushed from the main hall of the auditorium to the kitchen to check the situation, Snape didn't eat too much. Moreover, after over half an hour of "conversation" with Mr. Otto Apocalis, he was indeed a little hungry.
"Of course... Burleigh, bring two more strainers and cutlery."
Seeing Professor Snape's hesitant look, Elena's eyes brightened and she turned to snap her fingers and quickly give orders, undoubtedly, this man was defeated.
"Well, that's right. And the seasoning order I just made, you should remember that too. Make two copies just as they are and give them to Mr. Apocalis and Professor Snape. I don't want any regrets."
"Okay, chef."
"That house-elf, bring three more Angus over here, there aren't enough for the three of them."
Grindelwald smiled, waved a chair, and sat down, adding.
In the magical world, the potions master is a very rare and prized existence. Therefore, being able to make a young potions master is pleasant in itself, not to mention when the potions master can have the talent of a chef.
...
After half an hour.
In the corridor outside the Hogwarts kitchen.
"Whew! Spicy..."
Snape wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and his pale, yellowish face showed a hint of flush from the peppers, looking healthier and rosier than before.
In comparison, Grindelwald's performance is remarkably better and normal, in fact, for Grindelwald from Germany, this clear shabu-shabu broth is actually too light. As for Elena, she is a little monster without spiciness.
The most conducive place for people to get closer to each other is this small-scale common meal.
After a short period of shabu-shabu, even Snape, who had always kept people at arm's length, could not continue to face Elena and Grindelwald with a cold expression and tone.
"What I mean is that the house-elves still have a crude way of handling the meat."
As if trying to conceal the embarrassment of not being able to eat spicy food, Snape pondered for a moment, "Both the cutting technique and the thickness of the meat slices could be further optimized... The simple cooking process still suffers from too many imperfections."
"Are you implying that you can do better?"
Elena asked softly and perceptively, as she had long been curious about the legendary "Shen Feng Wu Ying" cutting technique.
You know, in the culinary world, there has always been this phrase: the work of the knife is seven times more important than that of the ladle.
It is undeniable that Snape's temporary Divine Edge cannot reach the heart at will, but it can be big or small, although it is undeniable that the potential of this magically formed cutting skill is definitely not as limited as attack magic.
"Of course, maybe later I can teach you."
Snape nodded proudly, squinting, and turned away. "Well, boy, go rest in the common room for a while. After you finish class in the afternoon, don't forget to report to the potions classroom."
"Alright."
Elena, who had received the promise from the half-blood prince, nodded, and her little hair spun happily. The time of a meal can bring so many relationships closer, which had already left her quite satisfied, "And you?"
"Of course, I will return to the office..." Snape frowned and was interrupted by a slight clearing of the throat before finishing his sentence.
"Clearing of the throat... Professor Snape, please, one thing. You see, I have just arrived at Hogwarts and do not know all parts of the castle very well. Could you take me to the headmaster's office?"
In Elena's slightly disdainful eyes, Grindelwald cleared his throat and spoke with extraordinary frankness.
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Good night ~ good night
(End of this chapter)