Harry Potter and the Elf Witch

bang!The wooden door of the Potions classroom was pushed open again, and then flipped back. Professor Snape in a black robe rushed in and started teaching the boring Potions class.

The young wizards in their seats tensed up tensely. Professor Snape seemed to be in a bad mood for the past few days.Like a dark cloud ready to thunder.

Snape glanced across the Potions classroom, and the students in front of him were obviously not Stika's grade.But that didn't stop Professor Snape from finding one or two unlucky ones.

"What can you get with octopus eggs and wormwood juice? Mr. Harris!" Professor Snape suddenly asked loudly.He noticed a student's mind wandering for a moment.very good!There are always some students who like to be distracted in the class that should not be distracted.

Harris, who was questioned, suddenly came back to his senses!Then he met Snape's expressionless eyes.

It felt very bad, not only because he was picked up by the worst professor to ask questions, but also because he didn't hear Professor Snape's question clearly.

All he knew now was that Professor Snape had called him, and was waiting for him to answer a question he hadn't caught.

"Sorry, Professor, can you... repeat the... question?" Harris asked Snape stutteringly.

The other students covered their mouths and tried not to laugh.The happiest are the students of Slytherin. "Mr. Harris, two points from Gryffindor for disrespecting the professor."

In this way, this tense learning atmosphere continued until the end of Potions class.

bump!As the doors of the Potions classroom closed again, the students who had been tense finally relaxed.

Crazy old bat, this is the new nickname given to Professor Snape by the Gryffindor students after Snape's high-pressure teaching these days.To complain about Professor Snape's critical teaching these days, he can always pick out where you made mistakes, and you'd better pray that you don't make mistakes when you come to Potions class.

"Harris, you are really brave enough to lose your mind in Professor Snape's class!" Harris' friends began to tease him.As for the two points deducted from Gryffindor, no one pursued him.That Gryffindor hasn't been detained a few times these days.Of course, other colleges are similar.It's just that the frizzy lion cubs of Gryffindor are easier to catch.

"What are you thinking?" Reina asked, she noticed that this friend was a little strange today, and would be stunned from time to time.

"Oh, I, I didn't. No, I mean, Reina, do you know about oriental food?"

"What? What oriental food?" Reina was at a loss for what Harris said.

"Well, you know that Stika from the first year of Slytherin? I saw her cooking in a cauldron in the kitchen (where the house-elves feed the house wizards) and I thought it was a potion .God that blood red soup is bubbling and bubbling."

Harris recalled the scene at that time with an incredible look on his face.

"I thought she was refining some terrible potion, but she told me it was a delicacy from the East and invited me to taste it."

Reina was aroused by what Harris described, and she asked, "How does that potion taste?"

Facing Reina's question, Harris just replied with a serious expression: "amazing!"

Meanwhile, the school observatory tower goes up.

Hermione looked hesitantly at the hot pot noodles churning out the soup base. Stika said she got some good things, and pulled Hermione to share them. When they arrived at the tower, they saw a big one churning with red potion. The No. [-] crucible is a little bigger than the usual crucible for refining potions.

"Is it really that delicious?" Hermione asked in disbelief.

Although the aroma has spread out, as an authentic British girl, the dimensionality reduction blow of hot pot may be a bit afraid to try for a while. (By the way, it’s true that the cuisine with the empire is not good. The five-star restaurants in London are all French dishes.)

Stika: "Trust me, Hermione. These things I managed to get will definitely conquer your taste buds." It is not easy to get these things in a belt that is comparable to a food desert, but it is definitely not easy. live.

Looking at Hermione who was still hesitating, Stika felt like helping Hermione.Hold the back of the detour, hold Hermione's hand, use the special pair of baby chopsticks to pick up the fat cow in the crucible, blow it twice, and then send it to Hermione's mouth.

In fact, Hermione didn't resist trying new things, but she was overwhelmed by the soup in the cauldron. After all, it really looked like an evil potion that was about to be refined.Stiga has tried to adjust the soup base as much as possible, but some missing and changed ingredients give the soup a hint of British flavor, the feeling of devil cooking.Just a trace. "How does it feel?" Stika asked with some expectation, she had tried to restore the taste in memory as much as possible.

As Hermione swallowed the meat roll, her face gradually turned red. “Slightly spicy, great taste of lamb! Great taste!”

"I knew it! Stika said happily."

"Stika, have you brought water? It's a bit spicy..."

“This kind of meat roll is delicious…”

"Of course, the one over there is tofu."

"This thing called hairy belly tastes very good too. It's a wonderful taste"

"Hermione, hello... ah~~"

The scent wafted far away, and many young wizards thought that the restaurant had launched new dishes and expressed their anticipation, but unfortunately there were no so-called new dishes in the cafeteria.

In Snape's office, the old desk was full of books.Snape's dark eyes were fixed on a lozenge-shaped seed on the glass.

That's exactly what Stiga collected in the buds of that mutated stump.Snape also went to investigate the mutated tree stump.There is no trace of magic, just like it grows naturally.

In his drawer lay the same vine that had attacked Stika on the first night of school.

There is no progress at all, and all progress is still stuck a few months ago.

Suddenly, as if he had decided something, Snape took out a needle and stuck it on his finger, and a drop of blood dripped on the seed.

The moment it was dripped on, the blood was absorbed by the seeds.Seeds, however, do not change anything.Snape frowned, then took out another small glass bottle that was stopped, and dripped the blood inside on the seeds.

The blood-absorbed seeds were surgically cracked, and a class of seedlings came out, stretching out their roots and trying to insert them into the soil, but the glass piece is not soil.The vitality of the root system declined after several searches, and then it remained motionless.

This miraculous scene made Snape's frown tighten even more.Because the blood in that glass bottle is Stiga's.

A few weeks ago, Stiga found Snape with these things, hoping that Snape could help investigate this magical thing.

"It's not a magical animal. There is an inexplicable force supporting its abnormal behavior. Could it be the magic power in the wizard's blood, but not all wizard's blood has the conditions to supply energy."

Although Snape hoped to leave Hogwarts for a while to look for similar plants.But the Philosopher's Stone incident made him somewhat unable to escape.He knew that the darkness was returning, and compared to them, this indifferent thirst for knowledge could of course be suppressed and given up.It's just a pain for the Potions students.Stiga, who was the central figure in this incident, was discussing with Hermione what to bring to Hermione's house.

It's going to be summer vacation, Stika hopes to be a guest at Hermione's house for a while, and Hermione certainly welcomes it.Few friends or classmates visited Hermione's house.

Stika also wrote to Narcissa about this matter, and what is strange is that Narcissa let her go so easily this time.Just be careful not to violate the prohibition regulations of the Ministry of Magic.Stika read from Narcissa's letter a sense that it would be best not to go home just yet.But Stiga, who was getting excited, quickly put the matter aside.

Regarding the abnormal behavior of Narcissa, we have to talk about the dragon Draco.He was sent to Australia by a train ticket sent by his mother, and Lucius was there to deal with some things.Narcissa hoped that Draco could learn some family management experience.

When Draco wanted to write back to Narcissa to ask why Stika didn't go, Narcissa seemed to have expected it.

"Dear Draco, you have inherited the surname of the Malfoy family, the glory of the family, and the responsibilities of the family. Those you will need to use in the future, this is your responsibility. Stika is different from you, She also needs some private time for herself right now."

Xiaolong: "(⊙▽⊙), so the love has been transferred?"