Chapter 245 You Can’t See Me, You Can’t See Me...

Barbecue is probably one of the oldest and most primitive cooking methods of mankind.

More than a million years ago, our ancestors found various burned animals in the forest debris after lightning strikes. When they carefully tore off the roasted animal meat and put it in their mouths, at that moment, they led to The door to the new world was completely opened.

From then on, whether it is meat, vegetables, seafood, fungi, or insects; whether it is flying in the sky, running on the ground, or swimming in the sea; whether it is moving or immobile, easy to digest, or difficult to digest. Digestive... anything that can be defined as food, all can be processed in this way.

It can be said that the preference for this hot and primitive flame art has been imprinted deep in everyone's genes.

Therefore, after skillfully completing the class assignment assigned by Professor Snape and neatly placing the cheese-baked snails on the tray, Elena, who was doing nothing, looked at the flickering firelight and glanced at Snape who was still busy. Professor Nepp, a bold idea suddenly appeared in Elena's mind - maybe try something else?

Compared with the long history of eating snails on the European continent, the gourmet country where Elena lived in her previous life incorporated snails into the official menu much later, and the cooking methods were not so particular.

This is not because the mysterious East has any prejudice or fear towards snails, but mainly because the snails native to the East are usually too small to fit between teeth. The white jade snail, which has a strong reproductive capacity and is very destructive to the ecology and is native to eastern Africa, "invaded" the East relatively late, so that people have not had time to develop too many cuisines.

Therefore, the places where white jade snails appear most frequently are barbecue stalls and skewers shops all over the streets.

In Elena's opinion, those cute little snails wriggling with their tentacles raised, whether braised in oil or grilled, are more in line with her taste than the unimaginative sweet and greasy cheese-baked snails - nutritional value and Taste, of course, is more important than delicious food.

After all, the crucible is not a wok. Stewing and frying with oil are obviously unrealistic.

But it is very simple to make some skewers. As for the skewers used to skewer the meat...

Elena glanced thoughtfully at the row of potions cabinets on the right side of the Potions classroom - if she remembered correctly, there should be a small pile of porcupine quills left in them that were of no use for the time being. ? It's perfect for use as grill skewers.

After carefully studying Professor Snape's points deduction standards, Elena once again confirmed that her behavior should be after not violating any of the prohibitions - no whispering, no illegal operations, and completing the teaching goals ahead of schedule.

While Professor Snape was busy dealing with and taking care of the remaining first-year students, Elena, in the spirit of "making the best use of everything", did not hesitate to put the remaining snail meat, onion slices, garlic, and her forbidden The mushrooms collected secretly in the forest...were all washed one by one, skewered, sprinkled with coarse salt, and secretly placed on the fire to tumble and roast.

"Can't see me, can't see me..."

Elena turned her back to the classroom behind her and used her body to block the firelight and Snape's sight. While muttering in a low voice, she used a small brush to brush oil and salt on the skewers, and looked at the scene with bright eyes. Wisps of aroma wafted from the food.

until--

"Elena Kaslana?! What are you doing?!"

Suddenly, he heard Snape's scolding. The hands of the white-haired dumpling, who was concentrating on grilling skewers, trembled subconsciously. He almost lost his grip on the large handful of "homemade skewers" and fell into the place where he was supposed to be. In the flames of the heating crucible.

Oops, we were discovered anyway.

Well, don't panic, it's not a big problem - it's just grilling skewers in her free time. Strictly speaking, she didn't violate classroom discipline.

"Professor Snape, I have completed all the preparations for the cheese-baked snails and are just waiting to put them in the oven."

Elena blinked, smiled coquettishly, and calmly roasted half of the skewers in her hands, exuding an alluring aroma. She removed the sizzling skewers from the fire and secretly hid them behind her. Start answering the questions you asked obediently.

Just as romantic French chefs may not necessarily understand the charm of spicy Sichuan cuisine, in Elena's view, Snape, who has been making potions all year round, must be more accepting of stews and soups than Stir-fried or grilled.

The most important thing is that she has not yet found such a strong common ground that can closely and effectively combine the ancient barbecue ritual with the science of potions - if it were not for the fact that the seasonings and ingredients were not fully prepared, she actually wanted to Try the shabu shabu.

"Miss Kaslana, do you think I am blind? Can't even see those snails on your workbench?"

Snape glanced at Elena's workbench, his eyes quickly passing over the cheese snails on the tray waiting to be put into the oven, the pile of empty snail shells, and the remains of what seemed to be the end of the mushroom stem, and he narrowed his eyes. He stared at Elena with an extremely dangerous look and said in a mean tone.

"It's just some simple operations that make you perfect with practice, and it starts to make you feel satisfied and arrogant. Or, just by making a simple dish, you think your knowledge exceeds that of the teacher, so you don't need to continue learning? "

The truly gifted little wizards usually do not complete their coursework according to the teaching progress of the professors - this is not to say that each of them is full of rebellion, but because compared to most of their classmates, this part of the "Geniuses" with extraordinary talents are always in a state of doing nothing to complete tasks in advance.

Idleness combined with high energy and fearless curiosity is a recipe scarier than any potion, because one never knows what these kids will do to fill their spare time.

From the first moment he saw Elena, Snape knew this clearly. This was another troublesome "genius".

"Well... well, as you can see, I'm having a barbecue."

Elena raised her head and looked at the Potions Professor with a cold face without fear. As if she didn't hear the harshness in Snape's words, she admitted openly. After a slight pause, Eileen Na continued.

"As far as I know, the classroom discipline you mentioned before, Professor, does not prohibit us from using flames to heat materials."

Not banned = no points will be deducted this time = something that can be done.

This is a very clear logic.

Great – a huge advantage! So, as long as Professor Snape sets the rules, he will become cute and kind.

After taking a look at Snape, who had a stiff expression on his face, Elena waved the little hair on her head proudly, then took out the skewers from her back and waved them in front of Snape, seducing him. The human scent instantly filled Snape's nose.

"Hey, Professor, are you hungry? Why don't I give you a few more skewers of grilled mushrooms and grilled snails after I finish roasting them."

I saw a smile on Elena's face, and she moved forward without fear of death, and said with a shy face.

Anyway, giving in is also death, and seeking death is also death.

When the atmosphere is particularly grim, it is better to be bold and bold, which can at least bring happiness to yourself.

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Gu~Chapter 1~

I still owe one more chapter for an extra chapter~ Or five hundred chapters for an extra chapter.

Let’s continue coding~

Dear chubby chicks with round faces, have you expressed your love to the lovely [Elena Kaslana] today?

There should be 1-2 more chapters~