[hp]Hogwarts Eastern Exchange Student

Because of the rules of the competition, I can't use magic spells to help me do anything, even small things like whipping cream.

So I could only bring all the pots, pans and molds, big and small, and rush to the Three Broomsticks bar.

This Saturday is also the day to go to Hogsmeade. The blood bond between Harry and I was reported to Dumbledore by Filch last week, and was completely lifted under his headache and helpless eyes. net.

"If you ask me to sneak out quietly among the crowd, we will help you block Filch, so he won't be able to see you!" Nora has always been extremely positive about this kind of thing.

An application form without a parent's signature is just a piece of waste paper. I also tried to ask Professor McGonagall if Harry could be invited to the game this week.

After all, this competition was widely publicized by Passat in the school newspaper, and students who planned to go to Hogsmeade Village were clamoring to see the 'War of the Century between the Muggles and Wizards'.

Ms. Rosmerta, the proprietress of the Three Broomsticks Bar, also made an exception and allowed underage wizards to enter.

Only order a non-alcoholic Butterbeer at her bar though.

Anyway, the students at Hogwarts are all gathered together, and we will only go to the Three Broomsticks. Such a safe event should not require an application form...

"I'm sorry, Lin."

McGonagall sighed, "You know Sirius is still absconding out there, and I can't joke with Harry's life. Speaking of which-"

Mag pulled out an invitation from the drawer.

"Ms. Rosmerta invited me to be a judge for your dessert competition. This is an exciting thing. I will taste your cakes."

"...?"

Is there a jury?

And let Professor McGonagall be the judge? Is Mrs. Puddifer too confident in herself?

Isn't she afraid that Professor McGonagall will favor Hogwarts students?

Ok……

I understood it when I saw this configuration of the jury.

How confident is she? The jury is obviously here to make up the numbers.

In the middle of the jury sat Fudge, the Minister of Magic. To the left and right of Fudge sat Hagrid and McGonagall, and next to them were the professors of Hogwarts and the senior officials of the Ministry of Magic.

Ron was sitting in the back holding a butterbeer and shivering, "This configuration... are they really just here to be judges?"

Of course not!

If I remember the plot correctly, they were going upstairs to discuss things about Sirius, and then they were overheard by Harry wearing the invisibility cloak.

But now-

Why can they lie here so leisurely waiting to eat cake!

Aren't you going to discuss how to catch Sirius? ?

Mrs. Puddifer next to her saw my empty hands and smiled proudly. She used a levitation spell to put the utensils she wanted to use on the table, and waved the wand in her hand at me as if to show off.

……

You are quite old, are you childish?

I rolled my eyes and slowly took out the pots and pans from the storage ring. After a while, all the things I brought were laid out on the table.

Mrs. Puddieff could no longer laugh now.

She twisted her fat butt, pinched the lace around the gloves in an artificial way, put it aside, and shouted in a high voice, "My dear Rosmerta, let's start the game quickly. I can't wait to teach this ignorant person a lesson." The little girl."

Hermione snorted. Although she didn't say anything, the expression on her face had already shown her disdain for Mrs. Puddieff's words.

Ron did not respond to Hermione immediately this time. He stared blankly at the graceful Ms. Rosmerta.

"She is...so beautiful."

Hermione raised her book and hit him hard, "Please wake up! She opened a bar here in the 1970s, and is at least thirty years older than you!"

Although Ms. Rosmerta is not young, her face is maintained like a girl's, her figure is slender and bumpy, she also has the charm of a mature woman, and her voice is also very attractive.

"Welcome everyone to this dessert competition. The competition is limited to sixty minutes, and the subject matter is not limited. The wizard side is only allowed to use magic spells, and the Muggle side is not allowed to use magic spells. Once one side is found to be cheating, the other side will automatically win. The competition The final dessert will be tasted and scored by the jury and the ten audience members, and the one with the highest score wins. Now, the competition begins."

After finishing speaking, Rosmerta winked and walked off the stage happily, blowing a kiss to the audience before leaving.

"Oh, Hermione, don't blame Ron." Passat touched his chin in understanding and hugged Cedric's shoulders next to him.

"Who doesn't like a big sister? Right, bro?"

Cedric glanced secretly at Qiu, who was gearing up next to him, and immediately took away the Passat's arm and rushed to Qiu's side to express his attitude.

"I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

Passat: "..." Your desire for survival is really strong...

Qiu satisfied herself by touching Cedric's head, who was rubbing him next to her, and said earnestly, "Don't play with people like this in the future."

Cedric's face was buried in Qiu's neck, and he spoke without raising his head.

"Don't worry, I'm not familiar with him."

Passat: "???"

Can you say that again? ? ?

You sleep in the bed next to mine every night. Are you not familiar with me now? ? !

"Don't worry, brother." George put his arm on Passat's left shoulder.

"You still have us." Fred put his hand on his right shoulder.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, good brother, good brother." Passat burst into tears.

"Shut your mouth quickly." Pansy and other Slytherin students sat on the side table and moved away from them in disgust.

The group of people yelling in Gryffindor made the Slytherins extremely irritated. Seeing George and the others looking over, Pansy glared back angrily.

"What are you looking at? How can Susu concentrate with all the chattering and shouting here?"

Pansy has many shortcomings, but it is undeniable that she is the most attentive person around me.

Although she looks carefree and doesn't care about anything, she is actually the best at reading faces and understanding the overall situation.

The fight they had just now really affected me a bit. When I heard Passat's words, my eyes that were staring at the eggbeater involuntarily glanced at Ms. Rosmerta, wanting to take a closer look to see if she was really beautiful. As a result, when his attention was diverted, his hand slipped, and the glass bowl under the machine flew out directly with the inertia.

!!!

Just when I thought the bowl was going to fall to the ground and break, the glass bowl suddenly hung in the air.

"...???"

I looked around, sneaked closer and asked in a low voice.

"Harry?"

The bowl in the air shook slightly and flew directly into my arms, and Harry's voice came from the air.

"concentrate."

I whispered, lowered my head and beat the eggs.

Sixty minutes is either long or short. Mrs. Puddifu, who used the magic spell to make the cake, finished it early. She stood aside and laughed loudly with Ms. Rosmerta. The harsh and sharp laughter reached my ears and made me extremely irritated. The hand that was squeezing the flowers shook. There is one more cream petal on the cake.

"Leave her alone," Harry whispered in my ear, and then I felt two hands covering my ears.

"Thank you."

"It's okay." Harry hid under the invisibility cloak, his face flushed from nervousness. The soft touch on his hand made him reluctant to let go. Since no one could see him, he got closer openly.

Mrs. Puddifer was still laughing at the top of her lungs.

The classmates at Hogwarts also felt extremely irritated. Draco sat on a stool and put his long legs on the table next to him, and impatiently plucked his ears and asked loudly.

"Hey, do you know what the ugliest sound in the world is?"

Pansy asked cooperatively, "What is it?"

"It's the laughter of a middle-aged woman."

Everyone in Slytherin laughed.

"wrong."

Hermione put the book down and looked at Mrs. Puddifer up and down, her tone serious.

"She is a fat middle-aged woman wearing a pink lace skirt, an exaggerated lace hat on her head, and her hair is very strangely curly."

This time, all the Hogwarts students present laughed.

"you!"

Mrs. Puddy twisted her nose angrily and looked at the professors at Hogwarts angrily for justice. Unexpectedly, the professors turned their faces away one by one and chatted in twos and threes, as if they didn't hear the students. Talk the same.

"Hagrid, your beard looks great today." Mag said with sincere praise.

"Hehe, I think so too." Hagrid agreed with a smile.

Mrs. Puddife: "..."

The professors all pretended to be deaf and dumb, so she had no choice but to turn her attention to Fudge.

"Minister, look-"

Before she could finish her complaint, Fudge quickly grabbed Rosmerta and said, "Hey! Please help me see if my tie is crooked?"

Mrs. Puddife: "..."

How could Fudge not hear what these students said, but he didn't dare to help Mrs. Puddifu fight against those children.

Did you see the boy who spoke first? That's the young master of the Malfoy family! I still greet Lucius Malfoy with a smile when I see him. You want me to teach his son a lesson?

If you have the ability, go ahead!

Even if the brown-haired Gryffindor girl is not scary, look around her. Those are all the Weasley sons!

What if I make the Weasley family angry and Arthur Weasley resigns? Where can I find cheap labor like him who is not corrupt? Are you here to work for me?

Not to mention Diggory's son and Delrange's son over there.

That's a decent family! In China, a party member is a party member. Do you understand a party member? Red background!

And that little girl you insist on competing with.

Is that an ordinary little girl? That was an exchange student sent by Kunlun College! They just agreed to join the Wizards United Nations Association a while ago. I nodded and signed a lot of agreements before sending them back. You're bullying other students when you're in front of me, you're trying to get me laid off!

You are so powerful, then you should be the Minister of Magic!

come on! ! !

The more Fudge thought about it, the angrier he became, and he didn't give her a good look at all.

Mrs. Puddieff didn't know where she offended this big shot, and she huddled in the corner aggrievedly, like a pink fat-headed fish.

"Phew..." I breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally finished it before time ran out.

The hand covering my ear also dropped, and he gently touched my head.

"very nice."

I heard Harry laugh, and just when I was about to turn around and say something, Ms. Rosmerta in front quickly came over and picked up my cake and announced that the game was over.

"Okay, now is the jury tasting session."

Mrs. Pudif's and I's cakes were cut into small pieces and distributed to the students and judges.

Professor McGonagall put two cakes together. The one on the left was based on matcha flavored cake, with chocolate sauce and strawberry apple mousse layered in the middle. The top of the cake was decorated with orange sandwich cream. The overall The colors are coordinated and eye-catching.

The cake on the right is a common wizarding world cake, but it also incorporates new elements such as a biscuit base and cheese crumbs. The color is the macaron color that Mrs. Puddieff likes. When different macaron colors are combined, the overall look is very good. cute.

In appearance, these two cakes are pretty much the same. As for the taste——

Professor McGonagall cut a small piece of cake on the left and put it in her mouth.

Sure enough, everyone will like the matcha cake base and chocolate sauce, and the strawberry apple mousse sandwiched in the middle alleviates the bitter taste of chocolate and matcha. These three giant dessert flavors are actually very suitable when mixed together.

“You can try eating the orange cream on top with the cake below, it will taste even better.”

Mag nodded, cut a piece with orange cream on top and put it in his mouth.

"Huh?" Mag was startled by the stimulating touch on the tip of his tongue.

"Is this... popping candy?"

"Yes," I smiled at her.

"This tastes really amazing!" This was Hagrid's first time trying popping candy, and he was so surprised by the feeling in his mouth that his beard stood up.

After the tasting round, what follows is an introduction to their desserts and a Q&A session with the judges.

Mrs. Puddieff seemed to be very good at this kind of thing. She stood in front and talked boastfully, using various exuberant modifiers to describe how exquisite her ingredients were and how complicated her workmanship was.

The jury didn't say anything, but in Mrs. Pudif's eyes, she seemed to have won the championship a long time ago, and she sat in the waiting area with her head raised proudly.

Ms. Rosmerta nodded, signaling that it was my turn.

"Hello fellow judges, the theme of my dessert is 'friendship'"

I raised the cake in my hand to show everyone the first layer.

"I use Matcha chiffon as the base of the entire cake. The aroma of Matcha is very strong. No matter what it is mixed with, Matcha is always the most prominent one. It seems to be an unsociable flavor."

"The bottom of the matcha is made from chocolate that has been tempered dozens of times to make a thick and silky chocolate sauce. Chocolate itself is extremely raw, but after processing, it will bring out its greatest advantages, and it is rich in It contains a variety of nutrients and tastes.”

“The bottom layer of strawberry-apple mousse is like a ball of fire, enveloping the bitterness of matcha and the astringency of chocolate. Its just-right sweetness will make people reluctant to leave.”

"And the orange cream at the end is not just for decoration," I cut open the cream to reveal the orange jam filling inside. "The appearance is simple and unremarkable. But when you eat it, you will find that its connotation is very rich. The dessert is delicious In the end, it often feels a bit cloying, but adding this orange cream seems to burst with endless freshness, which is very surprising.”

I put the cake on the table and looked at everyone.

"Everyone here has basically studied at Hogwarts. You should all know that Hogwarts has four houses."

"Matcha represents Slytherin, chocolate represents Ravenclaw, strawberry apple mousse represents Gryffindor, and orange cream represents Hufflepuff. In my eyes, they are indispensable."

"So, this cake is my understanding and expression of friendship."

After the explanation, the audience was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly burst into warm applause.

"Wow, wow, wow, this is so touching." Passat cried heavily on George's shoulder.

"This cake is really meaningful." Hermione looked at the cake in her hand and was reluctant to put it down.

Ron was moved and ate faster than anyone else.

All the Slytherin classmates had complicated expressions.

"To be honest, I was persuaded by Su Su," Blaise smiled bitterly, "I feel now that building good relationships with other colleges is actually not a big deal."

Astoria nodded tearfully.

Draco lowered his head and said nothing, playing with the storage ring in his hand. No one could tell what he was thinking.

"What a gentle child." Mag followed the applause and handed a tissue to Hagrid, who was crying next to him.

"Can I ask another question?" Professor McGonagall raised her hand.

I nodded.

"I want to know what the four little animals in the middle of your cake mean?"

This competition has to make a cake for many people, so I made the cake very big. I didn’t cut the cake into the middle when I was sharing it. In the middle of the cake were four small animals that I kneaded from white jade cake.

"Wolf, dog, deer and - mouse?" Ron whispered, "This mouse looks like Scabbers."

I spoke slowly under the curious eyes of everyone.

"These animals are... my memory of friendship."

I didn’t explain too much, and my heart was filled with the name that I couldn’t openly appear to the public yet.

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