Harry Potter: This senior is pretty strong

Chapter 195 The Principle of Popping Candy, the Sauce on Your Fingers

The next morning, before Hagrid received Qin Yu's gift, some Gryffindor students had already received theirs.

However, what they received wasn't a tablecloth, but a small box of Muggle-world chocolates.

Many young wizards had little exposure to the Muggle world and found the chocolates they received quite novel; Ron was a typical example.

Harry even saw Ron frown and look puzzled for a long time after eating a piece of chocolate shaped like a mouse's head. After Harry asked him, Ron finally said, "Why doesn't this chocolate move?"

Harry was speechless for a moment, but not too surprised.

Ron was very curious when he saw a 50-pence coin he had received before—a Christmas gift from his aunt and uncle. He looked as if his eyes had been opened.

Harry generously gave the coin to Ron. After all, Harry wouldn't hold a heptagonal coin and examine it for a long time just because he saw it—especially since his aunt and uncle had sent the coin along with a sarcastic "Christmas greeting."

"Food in the Muggle world has no magic and doesn't move on its own."

Harry explained to the puzzled Ron, then added, "Popping candy is a kind of candy that jumps, but it's a chemical reaction, not magic."

"What is popping candy?" Ron asked, his eyes wide, having never heard of this candy before.

Harry was stunned.

He was afraid that if he continued to speak, he would touch upon more of his blind spots in knowledge.

It must be admitted that Ron has an unusual obsession with food.

“Harry, you misunderstood something earlier. The principle behind popping candy is not a chemical reaction, but a physical phenomenon. It involves sealing carbon dioxide gas inside the candy, which is released when the candy melts, causing the candy particles to pop.”

Hermione, who was passing by, couldn't help but correct her.

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Qin beside her.

Because, coincidentally, they had researched the topic of popping candy during their holiday.

Besides reading a popular science article, they also conducted some experiments.

For example, dissolving a few popping candies in warm water, or placing them on the tip of her tongue, or having Qin poke her cheek with his finger after she had several in her mouth to feel the popping—the latter was definitely something Qin forced her to do.

In short, Hermione happens to understand the principle behind popping candy quite well.

Harry, Ron, and Neville, who were following behind, whether they had tried popping candy before or not, all found it quite amazing and marveled at the talent of the Muggle world, who could come up with such an idea and actually make it work.

Qin Yu smiled and said nothing, then pulled the somewhat smug Hermione toward the Great Hall.

You're learning magic, but you haven't neglected the Muggle world either—you're trying to "study magic and Muggle simultaneously"!

Qin Yu couldn't help but mutter to himself.

……

The first day of school after the holiday.

In the second year, the mornings were Transfiguration lessons and the afternoons were Herbalism lessons. The two professors probably knew that the students' minds were not yet fully focused, so they didn't teach anything too profound.

Well, it was just a casual arrangement of pop quizzes, which made quite a few people break out in a cold sweat.

The first year was similar, and one of the classes was even Potions.

Hermione said that Harry was called on to answer questions five times in class and almost got stumped by Snape. Fortunately, Harry had looked at the study materials Qin Yu had prepared before the holidays, and by the end of the holiday, he had remembered most of them.

“Harry alone added five points to Gryffindor!” Hermione said with a sigh of relief.

Good news! At least it's not just a matter of losing points.

Then there was Malfoy, who stood out and answered several questions, making Hermione feel that her status as a top student in the first year was in jeopardy.

Harry was a little angry because Malfoy had only raised his hand to answer very simple questions, questions that Harry already knew the answers to, but Snape had asked him very difficult questions to remember! Harry felt that Snape was targeting him again!

On the way to Hagrid's cabin, Hermione chattered like a war correspondent, relaying the "frontline situation" to Qin Yu.

It seems that Malfoy hasn't slacked off during the holiday and is still competing with Harry for the chance to steal the spotlight.

"...Unfortunately, I knew the answers to many of the questions, and Snape only called on me twice. Otherwise, I could have earned Gryffindor several points!"

The little witch said with some regret.

"Even if you didn't answer all those questions, I know Miss Granger is amazing. You've made outstanding contributions to Gryffindor!"

Qin Yu rubbed her little head and said in a serious tone.

"Alright, alright, since you've said so, I'll reluctantly accept Mr. Qin's praise!" Hermione said happily with a smile.

Her little face was so adorable that Qin Yu couldn't resist giving it a gentle pinch. The little witch, who had already been praised, didn't mind his touching.

Miss Granger was in a good mood, after all.

Winter days are short, and by the time they arrived at Hagrid's cabin, the sun was already about to disappear behind the black mountains in the distance of the Forbidden Forest, its orange-red glow painting the forest, meadows, and cabin.

Amidst this orange-red backdrop, Qin Yu and Hermione knocked on the door of the cabin.

Hagrid was delighted to see them arrive and said warmly, "Haha, you've come at the perfect time! I just finished cooking dinner, let's enjoy it together!"

Seeing the huge rock-skin cake on the table, Hermione instantly grabbed Qin Yu's sleeve and instinctively shrank towards the door.

I can't bite it! I can't bite it at all!

Hermione shook her head frantically in her mind, refusing to try food that could break her teeth.

Hagrid probably understood that what he could eat was indeed a bit hard for ordinary people, especially young children, to accept. Thinking of this, Uncle Hagrid's expression became a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Qin Yu said casually, "As for rock-skin cakes, I have thought of a way to make them softer."

As he spoke, he gave Hermione a reassuring look, then rolled up his sleeves and began to skillfully enter Hagrid's "open kitchen."

"What can I do?" Hagrid stood aside eagerly, seeing Qin about to make a move, wanting to lend a hand and secretly learn some of Qin's cooking skills.

"You're in charge of breaking these two rock-skin flatbreads into pieces, remember to break them into chestnut-sized pieces, not too big," Qin Yu assigned the task to the uncle while looking through the ingredients at Haige's place.

Uncle Hagrid immediately agreed and went to fetch a clean plate. He stretched out his large, fan-like hand and began to break the hard biscuits into pieces. The rock biscuits that could have knocked out Hermione's teeth became as fragile as clods of earth in his large hands, and soon turned into a plate of broken biscuit pieces.

Qin Yu over there wasn't idle either. He found some radishes, onions, cabbages, and green peppers, washed them, and cut them into strips for later use.

After he finished doing all that, he looked at the flatbread that Uncle Hagrid had already broken into pieces, then heated oil in a wok and stir-fried the shredded vegetables.

Next, add the seasonings and some water, and stir-fry for a few seconds.

"Hagrid, pour the pancakes into the pan!"

"it is good!"

Qin Yu quickly stirred a plate of broken pancakes into the pan.

Then he took a jar of gravy from the bag Professor Swinton had given him—he had made extra of it during his holiday noodle soup, just in case.

Pour in the sauce and stir-fry for a few more seconds, then Qin Yu put the lid on the pot.

"Simmer for two minutes, and it'll be ready."

Qin Yu clapped his hands, displaying the demeanor of a master chef.

The rock-skin cake was too hard; it needed to be steamed for a while.

Hagrid had already swallowed his saliva countless times as he smelled the aroma of meat in the air.

Hermione watched eagerly, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Two minutes passed quickly, and when the lid was lifted, the aroma filled the room.

Hmm, stir-fried naan with sauce, oh no, it should be stir-fried rock bread with sauce, ready to serve!

Three plates, one large and two small, were quickly filled.

Hagrid couldn't wait to sit down and start eating.

After Qin Yu sat down, he also picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. He tasted it and found that the rock-skin pancake had indeed softened a lot, and the aroma of the sauce had permeated it.

The taste is just okay, but it's much better than eating it raw.

Anyway, Hermione ate very happily, with some sauce on her lips.

Seeing that her face was covered in smudges, Qin Yu couldn't help but reach out and wipe her mouth.

Before he could even remove his fingers, the little witch instinctively licked her index finger and thumb, which were covered in sauce, one after the other.

"Huh?" She realized after making the movement that the finger wasn't hers, and stared blankly at Qin Yu.

"Ahem, I just washed my hands," the latter said with a light cough, feigning nonchalance.

"Um……"

Hermione thought about it for a moment, then stopped thinking about it. In short, she hadn't wasted any of the sauce.

The little witch continued eating happily.

It's delicious! I never realized before that rock crust pancakes could taste so good when made this way!

In just a short while, Uncle Hagrid had finished a large plate and went to get another one.

Seeing that his creations were appreciated, Qin Yu ate them in a good mood.