Chapter 366: Les: If I Want, I Can Work 24 Hours a Day

"It's not a valuable thing, just a little gadget I made myself." Although Les said so, the pride in his tone could not be concealed at all.

Helga became more and more curious.

"What's inside?"

Les didn't keep her in suspense and told Helga directly that he had made an automatic crucible and an automatic cutter. The former can effectively control the temperature and realize automatic stirring, and the latter can pre-process the raw materials of the potion according to the user's requirements. They are two very practical gadgets. With them, the difficulty of making potions is reduced by at least 50%.

"Awesome! You are worthy of being good at making potions!" After listening to Salazar's introduction, even Helga had to admit that Salazar did make a good and practical treasure this time.

It doesn't have the power of destroying the world like the water drop brooch, but it can help pharmacists and potion makers reduce a huge amount of workload in the field of potions, thereby effectively improving their level.

With this set of equipment, the success rate of potion making will be greatly improved.

"Just send it to Diggory. I'll tell him that it was sent by the heir of Slytherin." Helga helped Les make a decision.

Les nodded, and at the same time praised Helga's collection of potion ingredients. Some of the plants she sent were really extremely rare. For example, the compass grass, which was believed to have been extinct in the ancient Roman era, Helga was able to produce a complete dried specimen, which was outrageous - the time when this thing was considered extinct was seven centuries different from the time when Les and the other four were active. God knows where Helga got it from.

Just as the two were praising each other, there was a sound of heels hitting the ground at the entrance of the dormitory. Les turned his head and saw that two beautifully dressed girls were walking out.

Daphne and Astoria both chose to wear the dress robes and high heels given to them by Professor White. Both robes were silver-green off-shoulder outfits, but one was mainly silver and the other was mainly green.

Rice noticed that both of them had white wings on their waists, which made them look taller with the high heels on their feet.

"How about it? My aesthetic taste is good, right?" Helga said proudly in the fire.

"It's amazing. An antique from a thousand years ago can keep up with the modern fashion trend-"

Huh--

A bunch of sparks sprayed on Rice's face, making the front of his sweater full of ash. While Rice was busy cleaning up the dirt, Daphne and Astoria walked behind him.

"Clang clang~ Merry Christmas!" Daphne said in a lively tone.

Astoria stood beside her, smiling: "Do you want to go to the auditorium to get some dessert? How can Christmas be without Christmas pudding and Christmas cake?"

Although he knew that modern Christmas pudding and the dark cuisine of the Middle Ages were completely different, Rice couldn't help but shudder-he didn't like the so-called Christmas pudding.

The Christmas pudding of his time was a mixture of hard bread, mutton fat, dried fruits, monastery stout and various exotic spices, which perfectly illustrates what one plus one is less than two.

The raw materials for making Christmas pudding are not unacceptable when taken alone, but they are quite disgusting when combined together. Think about it, the mutton fat smells mixed with the sweetness of dried fruits, and the small stones in the hard bread can hurt your teeth from time to time...

Anyway, the psychological shadow brought to Rice by Christmas pudding will not disappear until a thousand years later.

Although modern Christmas pudding still holds on to those traditional "dregs", at least mutton fat is replaced with butter, and there are no small stones and sawdust in the hard bread. In the future, a lot of sugar, rum, eggs, flour and lemon will be added.

"Forget it, if you want to go, go by yourself-and, don't you two feel cold? If you go out, I suggest you change your clothes." Rice's eyes swept across the large areas of skin exposed by the girls, without any thoughts, just thinking that they would be very cold.

"Would you like some sausages and tea? There will be baked potatoes later." Les noticed that his breakfast was almost ready, so he warmly invited Daphne and Astoria to have breakfast with him in the lounge.

At this time, Daphne noticed that there was a face in the fire.

"Professor White?!"

"Good morning, Miss Greengrass, this dress looks quite suitable."

Daphne quickly recovered from her initial panic, and then thanked Professor White seriously. After her sister said thank you, Astoria also stepped forward and expressed her gratitude to Professor White.

Then, the two stepped aside and kept looking at Professor White's face made of charcoal in the fireplace. They had heard that the Floo Network had this function, but the scene in front of them was the first time they had seen it.

After chatting with Les for a few words, Helga threw out the question she had prepared long ago: Do ​​you want to come to her office and sit for a while?

After hearing what Helga said, Les subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he looked at Daphne and Astoria's new clothes and thought about the precious potion ingredients in the gifts, he couldn't refuse.

"Eat first, remember to leave some for me - don't forget that there are potatoes roasted in the ashes. Cut them up when they are cooked, and eat them with butter. They are very fragrant." After hurriedly explaining a few words, Rice sprinkled a handful of Floo powder into the fire, and then stepped into the fireplace.

The next second, he and Professor White's face disappeared together.

Daphne and Astoria, who stayed in the common room, looked at each other, and then made a decision: they were going to join in the fun in Professor White's office!

After flying out of the fireplace in Hufflepuff's office, Rice turned her head to look at Helga standing beside her, and told her to remember to clean up the matter from beginning to end.

If someone found out that someone had privately built a Floo network on campus, it would probably be another storm.

"No problem." Hufflepuff agreed very straightforwardly. She waved her wand to cut off the connection between the two fireplaces, and then invited Rice to her desk.

Looking at the parts and tools on the table, Rice couldn't help but sigh: If he wanted, he could work 24 hours a day, but why did he work so hard?

"We have to leave something for the current magic world, right? Before, we left Hogwarts, and now I want to leave some automatons - and earn a long-term meal ticket for Hogwarts."

Listening to Helga's words, Rice's mind flashed, and he seemed to have grasped a key point.

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The second update is here. The efficiency of typing tonight is very high. Maybe it's because of 521?