roccoschili Chapter 226: Elves can also brew magic potions
Chapter 226: Elves can also brew magic potions
Snape dusted the snow off his robes and said, "Okay, but it's best not to think of me as an encyclopedia."
"We can complement each other. My mother has some insights into the market environment, but her understanding of magic is always limited by her own conditions. It will definitely be helpful to listen to your professional suggestions."
"Yeah, but I think they will stay here for a few more days. There is plenty of time to meet, so there is no need to choose Christmas Day."
"I know, it's just my wish. Professor, you might be willing to try a different Christmas than in previous years."
"If you insist--"
"If I insist, you will agree!" She was always making various requests.
"So be it," Snape said.
It wasn't that he wanted to refuse, it was just that he had never thought about spending the holidays outside of Hogwarts. Staying in school seemed to have become a habit, so the change was a little uncomfortable, and at the same time he felt it was unnecessary.
But since she brought it up, just follow it, there's nothing wrong with it.
"Okay!" Eugenie immediately nailed the hesitant reply, "It's been decided happily. Then after choosing the tree, we will go back to see the trial effect of the instrument - the one you have seen in the auxiliary building. , used to detect magic power."
"You want to use it to detect potions."
"Yes, I asked the elf to cooperate with me in making some preliminary attempts while you were away. The feasibility is very high."
Snape casually cleared away the branches broken by the snow, "So you have to reorganize your resources and prepare to set aside enough funds for new projects."
"Yes, Professor, you know I won't do anything I'm not sure about." Eugenie raised her head and circled a tree three times, nodded, and was very satisfied with it.
The trunk is straight and the branches and leaves are well-proportioned. This is the Christmas tree this year, and maybe it will be the same next year.
Take the soil ball with you when you dig it, and use chemicals to maintain its nutritional needs. When the festival is over, you can move it back and use it again next year.
A wooden fence has been used to create a cylindrical enclosure in the banquet hall for transplanting Christmas trees. The long table has been replaced with a round one and is placed in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, which faces the bay.
The crescent-shaped white coastline embraces the water.
From a distance, you can see two or three elves on the beach holding decorative balls and hanging them on the poles that have been inserted into the beach to form some patterns.
More elves were busy indoors. They trimmed large handfuls of mistletoe berries and tied them to decorations made of pine cones and pine branches as decorations.
The fairies came out from their winter cabins to join in the fun. They liked to fly around in groups around the shiny decorations, causing little trouble for the elves in their work.
"Where's Dudu?" Eugenie stopped an elf at random and asked.
The elf pointed to several oversized pine cone balls piled next to the decorative silk cloth, "In there, I'll call her out."
Dudu got the whole elf inside. She sat inside with a kitchen knife and hollowed out the fruit shaft of the pine cone, punching holes in the seed scales to make a decorative lamp that could transmit light.
She climbed out holding a sharp kitchen knife.
Eugenie put down her knife and said, "Put it down here first and do me a favor."
There were a lot of brown bits from the pine cone on the too-too-distant tea towel, and it was covered in the aroma of pine resin, making my hands a little sticky.She rubbed her hands on the tea towel out of habit, and the sticky rosin covered her hands with debris.
Eugenie poured some cleaning fluid on her hand and rubbed it to wash away the things that would affect the production, and then took her back to the auxiliary building of the library, where most of the instruments were placed.
Dudu saw Eugenie taking out a brass crucible, dried nettles, puffer fish eyes in a glass bottle, and a bat spleen, and her heartbeat started to beat faster.
Little by little, she moved next to Eugenie, got close to her, put her little hands together like a trumpet and said very quietly, "I, I - I'm nervous." She covered her face with her big round ears and whispered secretly Look at Professor Snape's expression - it's even scarier without expression.
"It's okay for you. You've succeeded many times, haven't you? Take a deep breath and relax to perform at your normal level." Eugenie found that she was scared while peeking, "You are an elf, Dudu, even if an elf fails occasionally, You won’t be scolded either, the professor only scolds his students.”
Eugenie felt like she was being glared at behind. She coughed twice awkwardly, and then said to Dudu, "It's okay to get started. Treat the medicinal materials as ingredients, just focus on them and don't look at other places. You are also familiar with the instrument." The operation is complete, as long as the displayed value is within the qualified range, you can proceed to the next step."
"Well, I, I'll try." The pouty ears were pressed nervously against the cheeks.
The dosage of each potion material has been roughly allocated. In order to simulate the actual situation during production, she cannot make detailed adjustments based on the potency of each potion as she can when making the potion herself.
Snape crossed his arms over his chest and watched with interest as the elf stood in front of the cauldron.
It was the first time he saw it, but compared to some little trolls who had been learning for a year and still didn't know how to place the crucible correctly, he was more optimistic about this smart elf.
If some self-proclaimed pharmacists saw this scene, they would feel severely humiliated - lowly creatures who should be kneeling to wipe the floor, doing the same thing as them?It's so ridiculous, so ridiculous.
Dudu cut the dried nettles into small uniform pieces and ground them in a mortar. She did this step better than most humans.
Then grind the puffer fish eyes and mix the two evenly.
Light the fire, add water, measure the temperature in the crucible, turn down the flame when the indicated value just reaches 176 degrees Fahrenheit, and add the mixed powder.
She remembered every step clearly.
The only problem is that the type of magic power of the elf is naturally different from that of the wizard. She has no way to feel the integration and changes of the magic power in the crucible through the spells summarized by humans.
So the role of the instrument is reflected at this time.
She stared at the clock and after a few minutes tugged on Eugenie's sleeve.
Eugenie used a freeze spell to keep the liquid in the pot in its state. She watched Dudu take out a drop of sample liquid and place it on the test plate of the instrument. After a while, the instrument displayed a value.
Dudu remembered the range of each standard value, but she was too nervous to believe herself, so she took out a neatly folded piece of parchment from the pocket with roses sewn on her chest, checked the numbers, and tugged on Eugenie's clothes. Xiu, nodded.
Eugenie waved her wand on her behalf and continued to watch.