‘How does potions taste like food?’

‘Anyway, it must be different from what we are doing. It looks so high-end, it must be an amazing potion!’

‘It smells so good, I really want to eat it…’

‘Hey! Ron, your saliva drips on my robe!!’

'ah!'

‘…’

As the fragrance became stronger and stronger, the students stopped their work, shook their noses and stretched their necks toward the crucible that was rolling and not knowing what kind of potion they were boiling.

“Um…”

I never expected that I had misunderstood the truth just now?

"Professor Anne, what kind of potion is this? Why have I never heard of a formula with this fragrance?"

Snape, who thought the other party had not failed to refine, but had succeeded, stared at the boiling crucible for a while in confusion, and found that although there was not much magic in it, it could not be said to be a failed potion based on the fragrance alone. He asked the little girl who was standing on a chair, staring at the steam with her eyes wide open and staring into the pot, and inhale hard and breathing hard to make a taste of enjoyment.

“Huh?”

∑(??△)?!

"Who told you that this is a potion? It is not a potion!!"

(??????????-)??

Well, how could she, Professor Anne, waste a class time doing all the messy potions here? Obviously, that kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen to her.

“…”

"Then what are you doing?"

Snape was stunned for a moment, and then approached a little bit more. After smelling the rich and magical scent that floated out for a while, he asked again.

He expressed his confusion about this, not knowing what the little girl was doing, nor knowing what the other party was matching.

"You are so stupid! Of course this is stewed meat!"

(*?????╰╯`??)??

"However, I added a little bit of medicinal herbs, and now it smells so good. Do you want to come and have a look?"

o(??????????????)o─???Oh!

After saying that, the little Annie, who had swallowed her saliva, thought for a while, then generously inserted a piece of meat from the pot with a long bamboo stick, and handed it directly to the other party.

(…)

(●￣(??)￣●)

(Tibers wouldn't tell the big black-haired Snape in front of him that the reason why the little master of his family is so generous is actually because she doesn't know whether it tastes good or whether it can be eaten, nor does she know if she will eat it after adding so many messy potions. So, now you always need a try?)

“…”

Snape took it, stared at it, smelled it, and then his throat twitched involuntarily.

After a while, after the piece of meat that I don’t know what it was, and I couldn’t resist the temptation of the fragrance, I frowned again, gritted my teeth, and tentatively raised the bamboo stick and put the piece of meat carefully in my mouth.

“!!”

"It's delicious, you probably added cinnamon skin..."

My eyes lit up and I felt that the pot of meat was very different from the ones I had eaten in the past. Snape, who had an alternative flavor, thought about it and took another step forward and accurately inserted a piece of meat rolling up with a bamboo stick.

"Haha, it's very good, right?"

??(??`▽????)o

Seeing that the other party had eaten two pieces in a row, it didn't seem like something would happen, little Annie smiled with confidence. Thinking about it, her potion class today must have been successful.

"Professor Anne, what kind of animal's meat is this?"

Snape, who said he had never eaten this animal, said that when he had time, he seemed to be able to buy some of his extra gold gallons and stew them himself?

Anyway, after eating two pieces, he already knew almost the ingredients used by the other party. There must be daffodil roots, ginger slices, mandela grass, abyssinian wrinkle figs, puffy bean pods, cinnamon bark, and... and... there is something else he didn't understand, but it doesn't matter, he would definitely figure it out if he ate a few more pieces!

After all, Snape is professional about potions!

"I won't give you food!!"

(ー`??ー)

However, before Snape reached out to extend the bamboo stick in his hand for the third time, little Anne quickly reached out to protect her cauldron.

"I tell you, that's the meat of the Ball Bird, but I finally caught it!"

ヾ(￣▽￣)Goodbye~!

After saying that, Anne was not afraid of the hot crucible. She directly reached out to hug her, and then flashed and disappeared.

“…”

After discovering that the other party disappeared instantly, leaving only the slightly burnt table, Snape was stunned for a while before suddenly coming to his senses. It seemed... this was his classroom, and his students were watching him behind him and swallowing their saliva?

“Hmm?!”

"What do you all look at? Have you finished your potions? Humph! Anything that has not been completed or is inconsistent with the description in the textbook, be sure to hand me the recipe for copying ten sheets of parchment before the next class!"

After putting away the bamboo stick with a little awkwardly, Snape didn't even apply oil on his mouth, and turned his face toward the students who had just watched, could only smell but could not eat it at all.

"Now, who will tell me what kind of animal is the Ball Bird?"

"All right……"

"Miss Hermione Granger?"

As soon as the question was asked, I found out that it was the Miss All News again who raised her hand. Snape, who was eager to know what kind of animal it was, had to nod to the other party.

"professor!"

"The Ball Escape Bird is a bird with obesity, full body fluff, not flying but can move instantly. It is native to Mauritius...but it is difficult to catch because our wizard's spell cannot easily hit her, and the trap cannot trap it!"

"It is said that their blue hair on their heads is very precious and can be made into extremely expensive sketch quills. It is said that they can write down at least 10,000 words in an hour. It is very magical!!"

Soon, Hermione, who had seen the ball-flying bird in a miscellaneous book like "Where Are the Fantastic Beasts", made it clear in a few words, and proudly stood up his little chest, waiting for the professor's praise and the envy of his classmates.

“….”

"Very good! You're probably right, but there's no extra points, because it has nothing to do with the content of the Potions class!"

Snape stared at the little girl coldly, then signaled the young lady who had blushed and seemed to be very angry and sat down quickly. Unfortunately, the other party was from Gryffindor, and if he had given the words of their Slytherin students, he would definitely add a 10% answer to the other party.

"Now!"

"Everyone stood up, packed your tables, collected the unused materials and made potions, sorted them and I will give you a score!"

"Also, remember what I just said, I haven't finished it. Please hand in your homework in the next class?"

After saying that, without waiting for the bell to finish class, Snape snorted coldly and turned toward the medicinal herb room behind the classroom podium.

He believed that his students would definitely handle everything well, because he had been cleansed up by anyone who did not have that kind of "good habit" many times in the past three years!

"A stylus pen with ten thousand words per hour?!"

"Hey! Is that true? Hermione, where can I sell it?!"

Ron suddenly felt that if he had a quill that way, he would have written his homework quickly and well, and that would have never been the end of the crane and would have been borrowing Hermione's notes when class was about to be started.

“…”

Harry, who was in the same group as Ron, obviously had the same idea as Ron, so he also leaned towards Hermione because he also wanted to know where such a pen was sold, and then he could choose to order one?

“…”

Hermione didn't say anything, but rolled her eyes to the two of them, then quickly packed her desk and carefully put her perfect potion into a clean bottle. Because, now Professor Snape is staring at this place in the medicinal material room behind the podium, they dare to speak before get out of class is over. Are they all crazy?

Besides, she didn't know whether what she just said was true or false, because it was only written in the book, so she just used the word "speakably".

...

After a long time, the bell of the get out of class finally rang. When the students cheered and left with Snape's eyes, when the black-haired Snape quickly scored the students and left with the potion of Hermione and Neville, a forgotten plush bear patted his butt and jumped off the table beside the podium.

(…)

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(There is no way, a bad little master forgot it to be here when he had something to eat, so he can only walk back to the room at the top of the castle by himself... Fortunately, this Hogwarts Castle is a magic school, with many messy spells such as transformants or variations. Even if it is seen by someone, you don't have to worry about attracting attention.)
Chapter completed!