A sharp Hogwarts

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Wood said angrily, "I should have touched a little to the left..."

"Looking on the bright side, at least we have a reason to abandon the game——"

Percy Weasley sighed, pinched his eyebrows, and tried to comfort everyone.

"And the time is after dinner, so the first game is not that attractive. It will be good if we win it back on the court next time."

"Abandoned the game? What are you talking about?!"

Ron said, his eyes widening in shock.

"Are we going to run away without a fight? Percy, you know Slytherin would say-"

"I know, I know," Percy said bitterly, "but it's the saneest thing to do."

He glanced at Daria and Harry and sighed heavily.

"The Magic Food Showdown is not a simple evaluation of good or bad, but a scoring evaluation based on a 0-100 point scale."

"If we abandon the game, our final score will default to 0 points, but the duel will continue as usual. Perhaps at other times, the magic food score is mainly used as a criterion for judging victory or defeat, but in this duel tonight, The point difference will also be used as one of the additional factors in determining the final score of the interrupted Quidditch match."

"Then why did we abandon the game?!" Ron said angrily, "Anyway, the worst is zero points, wouldn't it be good to have a few more points?"

"A score of zero represents a pass - Ron - meaning a dish that is eligible for scoring."

Wood said hoarsely, looking as decadent as if he had lost his soul.

"There are negative points below zero, and the theoretical minimum is -273.15 points."

"Of course, you can't cook that kind of score."

Percy shrugged and said, looking at the panicked juniors, he added another sentence.

"Even if you poison all the judges on the spot, it will be difficult to reach this score. That is the theoretical minimum."

"I see," Hermione said, "If we choose to abandon the game, we can at least avoid losing more extra points."

"What if Dahlia and Harry win?!"

Ron said quickly, and Dalia moved her wrist and said calmly.

"Well, there's no way I'm going to run away from the battle. It's just a cold deal. It'll be great if I win!"

"No way, give up," Percy sighed, "That's the first dish, and it's a cold dish."

Each house has its own areas of expertise in cooking, and appetizers, especially cold dishes, happen to be one of Slytherin's strongest areas.

Compared with cooking main dishes and soups, paying attention to the original taste of ingredients and refreshing and appetizing appetizers has always been the special place of the little snakes.

Defeating Slytherin's first game was as crazy as hunting a kelpie in a lake.

"never mind……"

Percy paused for a few seconds, rubbing his brows in a self-defeating manner.

"If you have a negative score, just get a negative score. Anyway, it's not that bad -"

"However, one thing you must remember is that Professor Snape is a master of dark magic."

"Don't listen to Fred's instigation. Those ordinary dark dishes can't harm Professor Snape at all."

"Huh?" Ron looked at Percy in surprise, "But I heard from George that most wizards from Slytherin are very afraid of spicy food."

"Don't forget the first Potions class - Professor Snape clearly doesn't belong to 'most'."

Harry rolled his eyes at Ron and replied angrily.

At the same time he glanced curiously at Dalia.

Professor Snape was my mother's childhood sweetheart, and he and my father were once sworn enemies...

Even though he was only 11 years old, he could vaguely guess something.

Not to mention...

Professor Snape's first lesson was on hotpot potions.

…………

Perhaps it was acquiescing to the result of tonight's defeat.

Neither Percy nor Wood proposed to continue training.

After leaving the auditorium, Dalia and others originally planned to go back to the lounge to discuss it.

However, it was too noisy in the common room, so Dalia and the others escaped after less than half a minute.

People seemed particularly keen on teaching them how to cook within a few minutes. For a while, all the Gryffindor students seemed to have become experts in cold dishes. Everyone had one or two unique recipes that could be made quickly, even Neville. I don’t know where I found a fool’s recipe for long-horned water snake cold cuts - the only problem is that most of the great cold cuts recipes that can be made quickly use rare magical creatures as the main ingredients...hunted privately Killing may result in a prison sentence.

Fred even suggested cutting off half of the "stinky tofu" butt meat, and as expected, he was kicked hard by Xiao Yeqi.

If it weren't for the usual feeding, Dalia doubted that Fred would have been bitten by stinky tofu.

According to Hagrid, the IQ of an adult Thestral is equivalent to that of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenager.

"So, what's your 'Duel Dish' choice tonight?"

Hermione asked, glancing out the window at the clock tower and trying to think of how else she could be of help.

"There's still a while until eight o'clock in the evening. We can go to the library and check out-"

"I don't know, just adapt to circumstances. As for cold dishes, just have the skills."

Dalia said easily, unfolding the duel details she received from Wood and taking a look at them.

As she had guessed before, the school did not pay special attention to this "college disaster".

For example, this temporary "eating halberd" is different from classroom teaching. The main ingredients are leftover ingredients in the kitchen.

Perhaps in the eyes of the professors, this is more like a leisurely decompression activity after the weekend game.

"Anyway, if it doesn't work out, I'll take a photo of garlic cucumber..."

"Eh? Shoot - cucumber?"

…………

Hogwarts, [-]:[-] pm.

Dalia and others took the time to sneak into the lounge while chatting.

"There is no way to use a magic knife like 'shooting'. You are using it incorrectly——"

Hermione was still struggling with a certain issue. She insisted that there was a flaw in Dahlia's recipe tonight.

"I told you, my chopping knife is not a frail chef's knife."

"A kitchen knife can cut and chop, but slapping it horizontally is a very dangerous action! It may cause the blade to break or deform."

Hermione retorted seriously, and she quickly followed Dalia, "It is specifically written in "Basic Charms, Level [-]" about the correct posture for holding a knife."

"Oh, I'll check it out next time-"

Dalia nodded casually and said a few words to her casually.

However, Dalia obviously did not intend to explain it again.

Facts are more powerful than words. If you can't chop garlic or cucumbers, what is a kitchen knife? !

"I am the chef for tonight's magic showdown. We will talk about these things later - ah, Percy, what's wrong?"

While speaking, Percy Weasley suddenly appeared in front of everyone, panting heavily, and Dalia felt as if he appeared at a sprint speed of [-] meters.

"Ah, Dalia!" He said anxiously without looking at Hermione, "Thank God, I was worried about how to inform you. Fortunately, you still went back to the common room before departure. I just asked Fred I went outside with George to look for you, but you obviously missed it—an urgent notice came half an hour ago.”

"We won't run away, and I've also thought of some killer cold dishes..." Dalia said confidently.

"No, no, I'm talking about the changes in the magic duel - the location has changed."

Percy raised a small piece of paper in his hand and said, "Due to too many spectators, the event will be moved directly to the auditorium below."

"Too many viewers?"

"hall?"

"Well, we're in big trouble."

Percy said with a gloomy face, looking at Dalia and the others.

"Terence Higgs, remember? He had a distant cousin who studied at the Institute of Magic."

"A place of magic?" Harry looked at Percy in confusion, but he quickly got the answer.

"A magic school in Japan."

Angelina came over and explained quickly.

"Unlike Hogwarts, the Institute of Magic is very good at handling cold cuts and raw meat."

"I heard that Terrence Higgs is going to cook the magic house's top cold dish in tonight's duel."

Angelina looked like she was about to cry, "Otherwise, we should abandon the game."

"That's a magical Eastern dish, and the professors will probably give it super high marks."

"The people from Slytherin House are spreading the word, and now the whole school is going to see our joke——"

"...Japanese food? Oriental?"

Dalia raised her eyebrows slightly.

What a coincidence, she also prepared oriental dishes.

Isn't this... a father-son bureau?