[hp]Hogwarts Eastern Exchange Student

"So you will be... my dad from now on?"

Harry couldn't accept this and sunk into the lace chair in Mrs. Puddieff's teahouse, doubting his life. Hermione didn't know why she was a little frustrated, and she looked at Harry from time to time with a look of hatred.

Draco was delighted to hear about this, and ordered a small cake in a good mood, eating while watching Harry's excitement.

"This is the best way to get you to come to Hogsmeade Village." I blinked innocently, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Ugh, this thing tastes so bad.

In Mrs. Puddifer's Teahouse, where young lovers were everywhere, the arrangement of us three Slytherins and three Gryffindors was very eye-catching, and people around us looked here frequently. In addition, the tea here is bitter and astringent, and the cake is too sweet to eat, which makes me feel a little irritable.

"Why is this teahouse so popular?" Nora couldn't understand it either, with an indescribable expression on her face and pushing the cake away.

"Hunger marketing, after all, this is a taste that can only be tasted on certain Saturdays." Hermione took out a book and started reading, "Besides, you know the taste of the wizarding world."

"Hey!" Nora, Draco, and Ron, three pure-blood wizards living in the wizarding world, shouted dissatisfied.

"It really doesn't taste good!" Hermione, Harry, and I, three wizards living in the Muggle world, immediately expressed their stance.

As a result, a small debate competition suddenly formed on a round table.

Proof: Muggle cakes are better than wizard cakes.

Counterpoint: The wizarding world has better cakes than the Muggle world.

The following is the first defense speech of the affirmative.

Hermione cleared her throat and stood up, "First of all, the population of the Muggle world is thousands of times that of the wizarding world. Have you ever heard of the principle that more people are more powerful? The cake invented by thousands of times more wisdom will definitely taste better than yours. This It is a truth that has been learned through practice, and you cannot refute it.”

The following is a statement from the opposing side.

Draco sneered, "I have to say, isn't the argument a bit too crazy? The proportion of the wizarding world in human history is larger than that of Muggles, and the history of cakes can be traced back to before the goblin rebellion, so cakes Naturally, it was passed down by wizards. Granger, are you stupid because of reading? You must have read "Magical Historical Relics"."

"You!" Hermione was furious and wanted to argue with him as she started to take pictures of the book.

"The affirmative is giving you a warning during the first argument. It's not yet the free debate period." George smiled and rushed out from the side to administer justice.

"George?" I looked behind him and didn't see Fred, but I saw Passat chatting with a girl.

George used transfiguration to turn the candy in his hand into a whistle and hung it around his neck, standing in the middle of the room very impartially.

"Okay, you have the referee. Now let's start the second argument of the affirmative and start speaking. The timer is one minute."

"Wait a minute!" Draco was unhappy that he was debating with Gryffindor, and his team was actually forced to include a Gryffindor.

Now even the referee is Gryffindor, how can Draco bear it!

"I asked for a different referee," Draco glanced sideways at George, "It can't be a Gryffindor anyway."

George remained motionless, crossed his arms and whistled, "Master Malfoy can give up the game if he is not satisfied."

Will this provocation method work on Draco?

The answer was useful at the time.

Draco sat on the stool angrily without saying a word, and the next debate session was the second debate.

The pros and cons are Harry and Nora respectively.

Today, Harry was already in a confused atmosphere about having an extra father. In addition, this sudden debate seemed like he was being dragged into making up the numbers. When he was about to say something, Nora retorted without replying. Power.

Nora finally gave a painful blow, "You are also a pure-blood wizard! How can you not like cakes of your own race!"

Harry: "..." That makes sense.

In the second round, the positive side lost.

"...It seems that I can only rely on me." I shook off the non-existent dust on my clothes, stood up and began to speak the three positive arguments.

"First of all, you in the wizarding world use housekeeping magic to make cakes that have no soul at all! In the Muggle world, desserts are works of art made with love by pastry chefs! They are the crystallization of their wisdom! They are made with the sweat of their hard work !”

Ron suddenly felt a little nauseous and silently pushed the cake away.

"Secondly, your wizarding world's cake ideas are copying our Muggle world!" I pushed the cake that Ron had pushed away back to him, "Look! The design of this cake with one layer of filling! And the one above 'MerryChristmas'!"

Ron glanced at it in confusion and then looked up, "What's the problem? Aren't cakes always one layer of cake and one layer of filling? And it's almost Christmas."

"No, no, no," I glanced at Ron with pity, "Haven't you discovered the details? Christmas! It's the day to celebrate the birth of Jesus. You believe in Merlin but not Jesus, so what do you write on the cake? Happy? Isn’t it just plagiarizing from the Muggle world?”

The three people on the other side choked up when they succeeded, and George and Harry gave me a thumbs up.

Ron suppressed his blush and couldn't think of anything to refute my words, and finally said unconvinced, "Anyway, the cake in the wizarding world is delicious."

"Oh, then don't eat the cakes from the red, yellow and green milk tea shop."

Ron looked at George with a sad face, and George manually turned his face to the other side, "Look at me, Susu is the boss."

Ron: "!!! QAQ"

George whistled excitedly, "Very good, now let's start the free debate for pros and cons!"

Hermione, who had been flipping through the book since just now, finally raised her head, stood up and was the first to speak.

"Since the first argument of the negative side questioned my reading ability, I looked through the books in my bag very carefully and happened to find the "Magical Historical Relics" you mentioned. Because these books were borrowed by me yesterday for fun, so today I haven’t read this book yet. But you mentioned it, so I’ll finish reading it during the second and third debates.”

Hermione raised an eyebrow at Draco and put the book on the table. The seven-centimetre-thick book hit the table with a "bang" sound, causing the three people on the other side to tremble.

Ron: "..." Malfoy, why did you mess with her?

Draco: "..." She calls this a pastime? ? ?

Nora: "..." Is her bag Doraemon's bellyband?

"The opponent argued that he read in this book that the history of cakes can be traced back to the Goblin Rebellion, which is very good. Then I just read the Goblin Rebellion section three times, and even extended it to the mermaid uprising later. I didn’t find the part you mentioned about the cake. Let me ask the other side, did you dream about it?”

Draco: "...I did read it, it should be in "The Origin of Magic"."

Hermione threw another book on the table with a bang. On the cover was written in big words: The Origin of Magic.

The three opponents:...

She is definitely Doraemon!

"Unfortunately, because I had too much time just now, I also finished reading "The Origin of Magic", and there is still no part about what you said. Therefore, I have reason to believe that you are lying." Hermione calmly took a sip of tea. , which impressed Harry and me with admiration.

"It does make sense, extra points for the positive." George blew the whistle.

Nora sneaked over to Draco and Ron, "What can we do? The situation is too unfavorable for us now."

"Well, it's up to me." Ron said suddenly, stood up and cleared his throat.

"Ahem, I don't think the evidence Hermione found is enough to prove that we are wrong. Because she read too fast, things happened too suddenly, and the evidence she found was too reasonable and obvious, so others can't What should be considered is that what she said is the truth. She first judged all this, and then induced George to believe it. So I have reason to accuse her of deceiving the referee!"

Draco, Nora:? ? ? Can it still be so crooked?

Ron's words were so confident that the three of us were stunned for a moment.

"Ron Weasley, are you an idiot?!" Hermione angrily slapped the book on Ron's head, "The book is written in black and white, you can read it yourself if you are not blind, and you said that I induced the referee ?Is your brain covered in cake paste?"

George ignored his brother who was half-dead because of the book and blew the whistle to announce the verdict.

"I declare that the affirmative wins this debate!"

"Hold on."

A woman's voice stopped us, and the curtain of the kitchen was opened. Standing at the door of the kitchen was none other than the owner of the teahouse, Mrs. Puddifu.

Mrs. Puddieffe wore a robe covered with lace, swaying her plump hips, and the lace pendant on it swayed as she walked, like a walking lamp.

She walked up to us, her slender eyes looking forward at the referee George with a whistle hanging around his neck.

"Who said cakes in the wizarding world are not as good as those in the Muggle world?"

George swallowed, took a step back and looked at me for help.

"Ahem, it's me." I stood up righteously.

Mrs. Puddieff narrowed her eyes and looked me up and down, then giggled.

"Little girl, you have to pay the price for arrogance. Do you want to have a real competition with me about whose cake is the best?"