"Okay, okay, I roughly understand..."

Slughorn pinched his eyebrows gently, trying hard to suppress the idea of ​​going out immediately to complain to Dumbledore. His eyes flickered on the greedy young faces in the classroom, and he slowly considered it.

said.

"I'm very sorry. It seems that I have some communication problems with Professor Snape. Compared to cooking in the crucible, I think maybe we should focus on some more important learning content. Potions is not the same as cooking.

At least in my Potions class, we should be exploring the potions themselves, rather than tasks that can be left to house elves."

In the magical world, culinary magic is indeed a big branch.

For example, Hufflepuff House is a leader in this field, but this does not mean that Slughorn will admit its connection with potions, and he does not think that cooking magic and cooking learning are mutually exclusive.

Same thing.

"Unfortunately, Potions is Potions. I don't intend for you to confuse making potions with stewing fish soup."

Slughorn cleared his throat, raised his voice slightly, and spoke seriously.

"Perhaps in your eyes, both seem to be accomplished with the help of crucibles and flames, but this is only the most superficial understanding and presentation - if a Muggle picks up a potions textbook, follow the steps above

Execution, all he will get in the end is a pot of strange, inedible paste - the magic potion, which will have magical power."

After hearing Slughorn's words, many young wizards had disappointed looks on their faces.

"Oh, a magic potion is just a magic potion..."

"Professor Slughorn, you are right, got it."

"No wonder you retired so early. It turns out you don't know how to cook - let me tell you, Professor McGonagall has been teaching for so many years."

"Bear with it, Professor Snape will be back in the next class anyway."

"I wish I had eaten more this morning...Oh, it was so difficult..."

There was a murmur in the classroom, and the little wizards were whispering to each other.

Even though Snape has always been strict and likes to criticize, the cooking skills of the cold Potions professor are so good. Even the dishes provided by the Hogwarts kitchen are inferior to Professor Snape's cooking skills.

Slightly inferior.

On the other hand, as the chef and assistant teacher of Potions class, Elena will not participate in the after-class evaluation, and her cooking results will also be included in the final reward distribution. As long as she works a little harder, a person will be rewarded.

At the end of the semester, most students will have the opportunity to eat one or two "Top Chef" level "Special Potions Class Food".

For the little wizards, the twice-weekly potions class bonus sessions almost fulfill most of their expectations.

But they didn't protest. Anyway, Slughorn was only temporarily filling in for one class.

After all, apart from Severus Snape, there may not be another professor in Hogwarts Castle who would take them to catch snails at the edge of the Forbidden Forest during class time——

As an old-school Potions professor from the previous era, Horace Slughorn's old-fashioned style was in line with the previous speculations of many young wizards.

Perhaps in the eyes of many students, they have lowered their voices as much as possible.

But these whispers in front of a senior Potions professor are almost as good as talking in his ears - the strengthening of magic power in wizards is not limited to simple magnitude. It is necessary to brew potions.

Perceptual conditions are not low.

this--

This is so funny!

"..."

The corners of Slughorn's eyes twitched slightly, and he glanced at the muttering students with an angry smile.

After teaching in Hogwarts Castle for decades, this was the first time in his life that he was disliked by the students because he couldn't cook. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't blame these children, he almost couldn't bear it.

Points will be deducted from the whole class.

Forget it, don’t be angry, they are just a bunch of kids...

I am several dozen years old, do I still have to fight with a group of eleven or twelve year olds?

Slughorn took a deep breath, lowered his head and sorted out the lesson plan for a few seconds. He was about to ignore the increasingly wild discussions of the little guys and start telling some advanced potion knowledge according to the emergency plan he had just prepared.

.

At this moment, a series of floating words reached his ears inadvertently.

"No way, no way, this is what the former Potions Professor turned out to be?"

"Hee hee, I knew it would be like this. I've seen it a long time ago. If you have some real ability, you would retire so early? Even if you don't know it, you can still find a reason to explain it with confidence? That's really awesome."

"Anyway, everything Professor Slughorn says is right. If he says cooking and potions have nothing to do with each other, it doesn't matter. If he says it doesn't matter, then what's the use of Professor Snape teaching him well? Potions doesn't all depend on Slughorn."

Professor En is holding up his mouth..."

Um?!

Who is this guy acting weird?!

The smile on Slughorn's face collapsed, and he suddenly raised his head, looking forward hatefully.

However, what caught his eyes were still the same childish little faces that made people angry and had nowhere to vent.

Except for the two little girls sitting right in front of him, who were quite well-behaved and obedient, most of the other students in the classroom had some dodges and doubts in their eyes - in a classroom with so many people, Slughorn couldn't tell what kind of room it was.

Who is speaking.

Hmm... it should be a boy.

Horace Slughorn squinted his eyes and recalled the sound he had just heard.

Because the student who spoke deliberately lowered his voice, it sounded slightly shrill, but after being a professor at Hogwarts for so many years, Slughorn could still easily distinguish the voices of girls and boys.

In addition, judging from the size and source of the sound reaching the ears, it was at least coming from the middle and rear of the classroom.

The smile on Slughorn's face gradually faded. He looked past the two well-behaved little witches in the front row who were immediately ruled out as suspects, and took a few cold glances in the smoke-filled underground classroom.

.

It seemed that he had been away from Hogwarts for so long that no one remembered that he had been Head of Slytherin for so many years.

Let’s put aside what happened just now. Anyway, if nothing unexpected happens, he will probably stay for a long, long time after returning to Hogwarts this time. He will have at least five or six years to slowly get to know these little guys.

.

As for now...

"Well, it seems that if you don't answer these questions, you little minds will have random thoughts."

Slughorn puffed up his chest, took out his wand and tapped on the blackboard.

"Then let me take the swelling potion you are brewing as an example. Let me tell you the huge difference between potions and the non-magical world, and even cooking food in a pot. First of all...Miss Kaslana -"

"Huh? Yes!"

The little fur on Elena's head quivered, and she looked at the Potions Professor with a little vigilance.

"Excuse me...um, what's the problem? Professor Slughorn."

Although Grindelwald, Scamander and Dumbledore did not show accurate locking ability when they encountered her "sound transmission magic", she could not guarantee whether this relatively unfamiliar old wizard would be able to

What kind of black technology is there?

Even though she had just deliberately adjusted her voice to be that of Zachary Smith and moved the sound source farther back in the classroom.

"Oh, don't be nervous, just answer a few simple questions."

Slughorn said softly with a smile, his eyes particularly gentle and kind.

Since the commotion just now, Slughorn has always noticed that compared to other students with unstable temperament, Miss Kaslana can be said to be impeccable in terms of classroom discipline, without any complaints at all.

In other words, is he really worthy of being an outstanding student who can serve as a "potions class assistant"?

Looking at Elena, Slughorn seemed to see a similar figure and continued gently.

"Miss Kaslana, can you tell us what the materials used in the swelling potion are?"

"Eh? Is it the ingredients for the swelling potion, um..."

Elena breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that she was not looking for trouble or revenge, so it would be fine.

Although I don’t know why Slughorn asked such a low-level question, but don’t ask for this kind of score-earning question in vain. As the new semester begins, the "new season of points" between her and Hermione will begin.

"Also started again.

You know, the hundred-time bet last semester gave her a good addiction.

"In "Magic Potions and Potions", there are three types in total."

Elena smiled slightly, looked at Slughorn, and answered quickly in a calm voice.

"Nettles, pufferfish eyes, bat livers."

"Exactly, so how much do you know about the dangers of the above three potion materials?"

"Huh? How...dangerous are these potion materials?"

Elena blinked and glanced at Slughorn in confusion.

The old Potions professor looked thoughtfully at the little witch in front of him, and said with a rather expectant smile.
To be continued...