A sharp Hogwarts

“Magical dishes from the Japanese Magical Institute!”

Percy said, frowning, sighing unwillingly, turning to look at Dahlia and Harry and saying again.

"Slytherin House is well prepared this time. Then I suggest giving up the game, avoiding its sharp edges, and just winning back on other main courses in the future..."

"So? People in Slytherin don't think they are the only ones in the world with foreign aid, do they?"

Dalia said that unfortunately her time was limited and she couldn't introduce too much Chinese cuisine to Percy.

"I will win!" She smiled lightly at Percy, and they were approaching the auditorium. "The myth of Slytherin should be shattered."

Japanese cold dishes may be somewhat unique, but at least in the eyes of European wizards, the "Oriental magic dish" is so mysterious that it makes people awe-inspiring.

However, there is nothing mysterious about "Oriental magic food" in Dalia.

Slytherin's provocation is certainly irritating, but the points reward for this "eating halberd" is naturally also very important.

But these are no longer the main factors behind Dalia's decision to participate in this magic showdown.

More importantly, she must let everyone understand:

There is also a gap between "Oriental magic dishes".

…………

At eight o'clock in the evening, Dalia and her group appeared in the auditorium on time.

The long dining table disappeared, replaced by two cooking stations covered with white tablecloths.

The ceiling is velvety black, with hundreds of candles floating in the sky, creating a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

Almost all the students in the school came, crowded together, and everyone looked at the venue curiously, with excitement on their faces.

"Those Slytherin guys have been promoting all afternoon-"

Fred said when Dalia and others passed through the crowd and walked towards the center of the field.

"Terence Higgs is not exaggerating. He really has a cousin who studies at the Institute of Magic."

"Now everyone is looking forward to what works Slytherin will bring out. The cold dishes of the Magic Institute are recognized by the wizarding world——"

"Dalia will also-"

Before Hermione could finish her words, the crowd suddenly became noisy and noisy.

Albus Dumbledore walked into the Great Hall, wearing dark purple robes with stars on them.

Next to him, in addition to the four deans who also served as judges, there was also a guest who was not on the list.

"Oh my god, I know that guy, that's my dad's boss!"

Ron said in shock, "Cornelly Fudge, the current Minister of Magic!"

It was obvious that many students also recognized Connelly, and there was a murmur among the crowd.

Dumbledore walked to the center of the auditorium, raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, looked at the students around him gently and said.

"Oh, I hope no one accidentally missed their meal and got here by mistake."

He glanced around, nodded with a smile, cleared his throat and said seriously.

"I must remind everyone that watching the 'Devil's Duel' before going to bed will test your courage, will, and endurance——"

"Yes, as you know from various sources. After the joint discussion of Mrs. Hooch, Professor Snape, and Professor McGonagall, we decided to hold a small-scale 'Magic Food Duel' tonight. This will determine the final outcome of the interrupted Quidditch match between Slytherin and Gryffindor."

"Before we start the magic showdown, I must introduce today's special guest - Minister Cornelius Fudge."

Dumbledore said that Dalia felt as if Dumbledore glanced at her, but she wasn't sure.

Because the next moment Dumbledore looked to the other side, to the Slytherin House.

"Secretary Fudge told me that he personally appreciates this type of dispute resolution and offered to be a guest."

"At the same time, he graciously agreed that all dishes presented in the Hogwarts Demonic Dish Duel will be regarded as normal magical attempts."

"What I mean is that you can show off your talents as much as you want - no matter where your fantastic ideas come from or what kind of presentation they are, they are all reasonable in the process of magic food showdown approved by the school, professors and the wizarding society are delighted to see the young voices at Hogwarts show their vitality."

"The use and study of Eastern magic delicacies are supposed to be reported. This is to help Slytherin..."

Percy whispered in Dahlia and Harry's ears, seeming aggrieved.

Daria's eyes narrowed in amusement.She didn't see it that way; someone else might have been favoring Slytherin.

But Cornelius Fudge, and Dumbledore knew something, especially Dumbledore.

When she left the Headmaster's office on the afternoon of All Hallows' Eve, she did not have the kindness to help Dumbledore tidy up the kitchen and wash the dishes.

It was impossible for Dumbledore not to know that she had cooked several dishes with distinctly oriental characteristics.

…………

A few minutes later, the professors sat down at the long table at the judges' table one after another.

Dumbledore and Cornelius sat in the center, while Snape came to the front.

As the Potions Professor, he is responsible for announcing the start of the game, as well as controlling the rules and content of the duel.

"Now, contestants from both sides please come to the cooking table..."

Snape didn't say too much nonsense. After briefly introducing the rules, he motioned for both parties to come forward.

Amid cheers, Terrence Higgs and Marcus Flint walked out of the crowd like heroes.

The little wizards who were watching were talking quietly, guessing what the mysterious "Oriental magic dish" Higgs said was.

Dalia and Harry also stepped forward and came to the cooking table that belonged to them.

"The theme of today's Demonic Food Duel is the first dish - cold dishes."

"The main ingredient is meat! The time limit is half an hour."

"Also, please tell the name of the dish immediately after taking the ingredients, otherwise it will be suspended due to malicious competition."

Snape drew out his magic knife and quickly slashed the air twice.

Immediately afterwards, several pieces of simply processed pork and beef appeared out of thin air between the cooking stations.

At the same time, a bunch of bottles and cans sprouted out of the originally empty cooking table like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

"Now... let's get started!"

"Eh?!"

Before Dalia and Harry could react, Snape returned to his seat.

"Go and grab the meat! Hurry!" Percy shouted anxiously.

"What-" Harry turned his head and looked back.

However, Marcus Flint told him the reason more directly through actions.

As Snape finished speaking, Marcus rushed to the center of the field as nimbly as a chimpanzee.

In less than five seconds, he was back at the cooking station grabbing all the raw beef.

"Professor, our magic dish today is frost-roasted beef!"

At this time, Terrence Higgs pulled out the knife, turned his head and looked at the judges' table and explained.

“We use a lot of beef and select the best cuts.”

"Oops--"

"The beef is gone——"

Ron shouted anxiously, "Go and get it back!"

"The third rule of duel is that you are not allowed to snatch or destroy the ingredients on other people's cooking tables."

At this moment, Wood sighed numbly and said desperately.

"late……"

The meat used for top cold cuts is usually beef.

This is almost common sense in the magic world, and the cold dishes of the Japanese Magic Institute are no exception.

On the other hand, fighting for ingredients - this is also a part of the magic duel.

Generally speaking, there is no shortage of ingredients, but there is also no unlimited supply.

How to maximize the use of ingredients, squeeze and compete for your opponent's options is also one of the highlights of Magic Duel.

Of course, the scoring criteria will also take into account waste, and Slytherin House will definitely lose points for this kind of behavior.

However, compared to those deduction points...

"It doesn't matter, beef was not my first choice today -"

Dalia said calmly - Chinese cold dishes don't have so many limitations, she can create a meaty taste even if there is no meat.

Besides...

She turned to look at Slytherin and raised her eyebrows in amusement.

Huo, it turned out to be frost-roasted beef. What kind of dish did she think it was?

Dalia walked to the meat section and selected several pieces of skin-on pork.

"The magic dish I prepared today is——"

“Garlic white meat!”