hogwarts chef

"No, no, you wait first."

Zhang Heyang felt that his mind was confused. The sequelae of being knocked unconscious by the coma spell began to appear again, and his head hurt unexpectedly.

"You mean, the head of Hufflepuff? That aunt I bumped into is the head of Hufflepuff?"

"What a strange thing, I thought you knew it." Dumbledore said cheerfully. His movements were so big that his beard flew away. "Introducing Pomona Sparrow Professor T, Professor of Herbology at Hogwarts, and Head of Hufflepuff House. Oh, and she'll be forced to retire soon."

Dumbledore said this, with a sly look under his half-moon glasses, "Then who is responsible for her forced retirement? Poor Pomona, she has dedicated her whole life to her beloved Hufflepuff... …”

"Yes, yes, I'll take it, I'll take it, can't I do it?" Zhang Heyang raised his hands and surrendered. He is a thief who is too old to die. He is fighting with an old and cunning guy like Dumbledore. Zhang Heyang, who has not graduated from college, is not a person at all.

"But, I don't understand herbal medicine." Zhang Heyang waved his hands. His knowledge in this area is not as good as that of a first-year student at Hogwarts.

"Oh no, that doesn't matter." Professor Sprout said in jerky Chinese: "The injury only makes me magically close to a squib, and has no impact on the knowledge I have learned. Madam Pomfrey told me, Walking around and getting more sunshine is more beneficial to my recovery. To be honest, I have long wanted to retire. It is so happy to take care of my flowers and plants in the sun."

Zhang Heyang nodded. Since Professor Sprout said so, he had nothing to shirk as the culprit.He lay down on the hospital bed, looked sideways at Dumbledore and said, "In that case, I still have a lot of troubles, please help me take care of them."

Zhang Heyang had a lot of troubles when he first arrived in this world, but since he agreed to help Dumbledore, of course he had to leave these things to this old faggot to deal with. Otherwise, how could I come to Hogwarts to be the dean?

"Okay, if you are fine, why not come to my office and talk?" Dumbledore bent slightly and made an invitation gesture.

"No need." Zhang Heyang waved his hand. The principal's office was full of talkative portraits. If he was asked to tell his troubles and secrets there, it would be better to publicize them all over the world with a loudspeaker.

"So...how about the cubicle at the back of the hospital?" Dumbledore seemed to have thought that the portrait in his office did not make people worry, so he settled for the next best thing.

"Oh, okay." Zhang Heyang thought for a moment. The quietest place in Hogwarts is really the school hospital without a single portrait or ghost. What's more, with Dumbledore and a full-level wizard like himself, even Voldemort Don't even think about eavesdropping.

"Old Deng, let me tell you this. You have seen what I have learned, and it is very different from you." In the small cubicle at the back of the hospital, Zhang Heyang spread his hands and said helplessly, "I have no roots at all." I don’t even have a wand, so what lesson are you going to ask me to teach?”

"Your magic is indeed amazing, but the essence of magic is the same. It's only the end of June. I hope Mr. Zhang can learn the power of mainstream magic before school starts." Dumbledore had already made up his mind and said: "Position

If so, our black film defense professor resigned due to some things, so we need a new professor. "

Damn it, I knew you old faggot had no good intentions!

Zhang Heyang cursed secretly. He knew that this Defense Against the Dark Arts class was cursed by Voldemort. Even if he personally took Quirrell to this position, he was still kicked out by his own curse.For many years, being a teacher in this subject basically didn’t end well.

But Zhang Heyang didn't care. This curse couldn't cause direct harm to the body. At worst, he would leave after one year. As for what happened to Voldemort or what happened to Dumbledore, he had no interest in caring about it.

"Okay, I accept." Zhang Heyang nodded.

"Very good, very good. This is your letter of appointment." As soon as Zhang Heyang finished speaking, Dumbledore handed over a roll of parchment with a wicked smile. He opened it and saw the words of appointment written in dark green ink, with the font facing towards the direction. Slanted on one side, letters circle within circles, Dumbledore's own handwriting.

"You old fox, have you planned this a long time ago?" Zhang Heyang was speechless. This old faggot's calculations were really deep in his bones.

"Of course not, because I happen to be looking for a suitable Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, so I have to take the letter of appointment with me." Dumbledore still smiled kindly, "Then, you are welcome, Professor Zhang. .”

"Huh?" Zhang Heyang discovered that from the moment he received the appointment letter, there was an extra buff on the attribute panel, and the mana bar also began to fall, but the speed was very slow, not as fast as the mana itself.

With the experience of fighting against Dumbledore's Legilimency, Zhang Heyang knew that the blue bar falling by himself was a sign of fighting against invisible attacks.When I clicked on the buff, it read: "Voldemort's curse, there will be an accident that will prevent him from continuing to teach within a year. The curse level is advanced. The solution is Holy Word. The powerful holy light purification can remove all negative buffs. And it will cause devastating blows to dark and undead creatures."

"Holy Word..." Zhang Heyang opened the skill list, found this skill, and clicked release.For a moment, white light covered his body, and Zhang Heyang felt his whole body warm, as if it was the sun's rays, as warm as soaking in a hot spring.Look at the black buff on the attributes again, it has disappeared.

"What an amazing spell." Dumbledore smiled and clapped at the side, seemingly simply praising how powerful Zhang Heyang's spell was.

"A test for me?" Zhang Heyang's face turned cold and he didn't care. He stretched out his hand and said, "I'm not very good at speaking English. I want to find a way for me to master it quickly. And your magic knowledge, from low-level to advanced. , including alchemy, wand learning, etc., don’t try to fool me.”

"Don't worry, I will prepare it before tomorrow." Dumbledore nodded, handed over another piece of candy, and said with a chuckle: "Since the deal has been settled, how about a piece of sizzling honey candy? This is An The new product developed by Broxiu has not been sold yet. It is not that sweet, maybe..."

"I like sweeter things, thank you." Zhang Heyang didn't have time to pay attention to Dumbledore's pretense of madness, and stretched out his hand again, saying: "I don't have money now, principal. Because I need to do a lot of things, so please give me some money. It doesn’t matter, just give it to me, I won’t mind a few million galleons.”