A sharp Hogwarts

Hogwarts' "halberd eating" rules are not limited to the tasting session.

In fact, "Magic Halberd" is closer to a figure skating competition than a regular duel.

"The duel begins when you reach the cooking table—"

"The judges will pay attention to your every move throughout the process and grade from the cooking process, difficulty, and results."

Dalia recalled what Percy had said and subconsciously turned her head to look at the judges' seat not far away.

Sure enough, the judges were paying close attention to the actions of both parties and sketching on paper.

However, compared to Dalia's side, most people mainly focused on the other side.

"Frost-roasted beef?"

Wood frowned and looked at Percy questioningly.

"Weasley, do you know what the magic food at the magic house looks like? Is it really as mysterious and unpredictable as the legend says?"

"There isn't much information that can be found in the library..." Percy shook his head, "The only thing I know is that the kitchen utensils used there are different from ours. I heard that Eastern magic dishes can only be cooked with specific kitchen utensils. It will have the greatest effect. Slytherin only has the recipe at best, and it’s hard to say how complete it is.”

"but--"

Percy glanced at Wood, then looked back at the cooking station on the Slytherin side.

"Oriental dishes have an extremely strange rating from the Ministry of Magic, with many authorities and even the government refusing to rate them."

"But on the other hand, studying Eastern magic delicacies and translating Eastern magic is the only way for top wizards - the Ministry of Magic has very clear and strict laws to limit research in this field. I heard that the magicians over there The magic derived from magic is different from the European magic concept. Even some beginners' magic can evolve and derive extremely powerful magic. Of course, most of the magic in Japanese magic houses are not so dangerous...most of them will go through American magic. Parliament and the British Ministry of Magic regulate screening.”

"...Uh, stop for a minute," Wood pressed his temple with a headache, "So, is that really awesome or is it a bluff?!"

"In the field of cold dishes, the magic dishes of Japanese magic institutes are generally one to two levels higher than ours..."

Percy said with a stern expression, staring closely at Marcus and others who were handling the beef.

"Even if it's just a beginner-level magic dish, it's equivalent to third-grade content."

"Unless Dahlia and Harry..."

At this moment, a small commotion suddenly appeared in the crowd.

Wood and Percy looked over curiously and found several Ravenclaw girls discussing something in low voices.

Unlike the vast majority of students who paid attention to Slytherin, there were also a small number of students who paid attention to Dahlia.

As the cooking progressed, everyone's attention suddenly focused on something strange.

"What kind of magic knife is that? It's so ugly—"

"Can that also be called a knife?!"

"Hey, that freshman in Gryffindor doesn't think that the bigger the magic knife, the better?"

"Wait a minute, tell me...could she be using a high-end kitchen knife?!"

Only then did Percy notice that the kitchen knife in Dalia's hand was obviously completely different from the magic knife he knew.

Compared to Marcus, Harry... and even the chef's knives in Hogwarts, Dahlia's magic knife is like a gorilla mixed in with the rabbits.

It looked like a strange knife that had been stretched, thickened, and blended into a chopper knife and a chef's knife.

When entering senior grades, little wizards will purchase additional advanced kitchen knives, such as boning knives, butcher knives, and chopping knives.

However, Percy was 100% sure that Dahlia's knife did not fit any advanced style.

"That's not a high-end kitchen knife. If I'm not mistaken, it should be an exotic knife——"

"Alien knife?" Ron asked curiously.

"Well, most magic knives adopt the traditional shape, which is the most advanced kitchen knife shape after centuries of selection."

Percy nodded and explained seriously, "But even today, some wild and mysterious magical societies still use kitchen knives that are not so in line with magical aesthetics. The magical community uniformly refers to those weird-looking kitchen knives as It's called the 'Alien Knife'. The application range of the Alien Knife is extremely limited, but it occasionally produces unexpected effects when cooking certain magical dishes. One of the reasons for Dalia's low magic ability may also be because of the Magic Knife. Too backward..."

"That's not some alien knife - Weasley. Or rather, Mr. Prefect."

At this moment, a girl's chuckle suddenly came from Percy's ear.

Percy turned his head quickly, just in time to see the Ravenclaw prefect wink at him.

"This first-year student of yours is not simple. It is a Siris magic knife."

"Serys Magic Knife? Penelo, what are you talking about?"

Percy frowned and looked at the girl in confusion.

"The magical world over there has severed ties with us——"

"I don't know how she got the magic knife over there, but Qiu told me that it was the standard Siris magic knife."

Penello twirled his fingers in his hair and answered casually, tilting his head to the side.

Next to her, a girl with long black hair nodded nervously and said quickly.

"Well, where my mother comes from, this is what Muggles use!"

Percy knew the girl who spoke.

Her name is Qiu Zhang, and she is a seeker recruited just this year by the Ravenclaw Academy representative team.

In fact, when Chuqiu Zhang entered school, there was a small buzz about her in Hogwarts.

Many people once thought that she was a pure-blood descendant of a "mysterious magic family" in the East.

However, these rumors were quickly eliminated with Qiu Zhang's subsequent self-introduction.

Qiu Zhang's mother was a Muggle from the non-magical world of Siris who came to settle in England when she was very young.

Qiu Zhang didn't know much more than most children about Siris's affairs.

As for the mysterious and profound Eastern magic, she didn't know anything about it - at best she only knew some names of dishes and a few lame "foreign languages".

of course……

Now everyone knows a new skill of Qiu Zhang: she also knows the kitchen knives of the Eastern world.

As Percy, Penello and others talked, the news spread quickly in the auditorium as if it had wings.

"The kitchen knives of the Eastern world, and the magical dishes of the Eastern world... This is really interesting."

Among the crowd at Hufflepuff House, a tall and handsome boy raised his eyebrows and said with interest.

"It seems that tonight's magic food duel may not be one-sided."

"But I don't understand, Cedric," his friend looked confused in Dalia's direction, "what that heavy, ugly kitchen knife can do—"

"Wait a minute - look, what does she want to do -"

Before he could finish his words, there was suddenly a burst of noisy discussion around him.

Dalia suddenly crossed the blade and swatted the garlic on the chopping board like a fly.

Snapped!

"The essence of garlic white meat lies in seasoning and knife skills——"

Dalia looked at her shocked little cousin and explained while patting the garlic skillfully.

"Oh, that's right - just leave it to me to chop the garlic. If you break the knife, it will be troublesome."

Even if the world versions are different, Harry's magic knife still has some strange connection with Voldemort's magic knife.

According to what Harry relayed, Phoenix blood was used in the shaping and quenching of both knives.

Moreover, it was the same phoenix, whose blood was extracted at the same time.

If this "Magic Knife of Fate" is broken by slapping garlic, then she will become a sinner.

It's not that she doesn't believe in Ollivander's craftsmanship, it's mainly because the material of most European chef's knives is hard and brittle.

It's okay when cutting normally, but it's too easy to deform and break when shooting horizontally - and...

"Huh? Just now-"

Dalia frowned slightly and glanced at the magic knife in her hand.

The moment she slapped the garlic, she vaguely felt that there seemed to be some weak magic flowing through the blade.

At the same time, there was a burst of discussion at the judges' table.

Cornelius Fudge turned his head and looked to the side, and asked in a low voice with slight curiosity.

"Well, Miss Dursley... the way she uses a knife... is very unique."

"We don't teach this way of using a knife in class," Professor Flitwick said neatly.

He frowned and looked at Dalia, only to see that Dalia was still patting the garlic, and his frown would become tighter every time she patted it.

As the Charms professor at Hogwarts, this rough and unsightly way of using a knife really made him uncomfortable.

In fact, if this had happened in his class, Gryffindor would have been docked twenty points by now.

"This is an improvement in potions cooking techniques..."

Snape said quietly, staring thoughtfully at Dalia's right hand.

"It's very immature and rough, but it's in the right direction - stacking and beating can quickly peel beans and garlic."

"Maybe it can save a little time, but with all due respect, this kind of irregular use of the knife is very dangerous."

Professor McGonagall looked at Dalia, pursed her lips tightly, and said in a serious voice.

"When the duel is over, I think it is necessary to explain to the students that this is wrong."

"Is there a possibility—"

Dumbledore suddenly spoke. He crossed his fingers gently and looked at the people around him gently.

"Are we using the thinking of a 'normal kitchen knife' to limit and explain a magic knife from the Eastern world?"

"Whether it's Mr. Terence or Miss Dursley...the magical dishes they are cooking are novel contents that most of us have never seen before. In the face of unknown magical dishes and cooking techniques, perhaps we should be more patient, Be humble and understand their effects before thinking about their causes.”

As Dumbledore spoke, he looked in Dalia's direction with interest, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

For reasons of fairness and objectivity, "some" sounds were temporarily blocked in the cooking area where the contestants from both sides were located.

Most people can only hear the kitchen knife dancing among the ingredients, the soup boiling in the pot, the stirring and collision of the spoon in the bowl...

Conversations between the spectators and the opposing contestants will not be transmitted to the cook, and the reverse is also true.

However, Dumbledore, as the magic releaser, is an exception - those voices are originally filtered by him.

In the world where no one can hear, Dalia is teaching in a low voice.

about……

"Harry, let's stop for a moment - wait for the other side to finish the dishes first."

Dalia whispered, taking the cooked pork out of the pot and poking the meat layer.

No blood, and not too old... This is the most perfect state.

As for the slices of meat and cucumbers, she still had to wait.

"In the magic food duel, there is a theorem: the one who eats first will lose. We have to wait for him to finish before proceeding to the final process."

"The dish from Slytherin House may be a bit tricky in normal times, but in front of the white meat with garlic paste, it is too restrained."

Dalia said as she took out a cucumber from the side and placed it in Harry's hand.

"Now it's your turn to take action. Cut it into thin slices. As for the thickness requirements-"

Dalia pointed her index finger and thumb toward the candle on the ceiling, as if she were holding thin slices of cucumber between her fingers.

"You can clearly see the candlelight above."

"But, Dalia..."

Harry lowered his head and looked at the cucumber in front of him, and then at the ceiling.

"My sword skills may not be that--"

"Are you a Muggle?!" Dalia glanced at Harry with a strange expression, "I heard Ron say that you are good at transfiguration?"

She looked at the time, stretched out her hand and patted the piece of cooked white meat and the cucumber twice.

"You still have about a quarter of an hour, try to make them as thin and even as possible..."

"What about you, Dalia?"

"One dish of white meat with garlic paste may not seal the victory——"

Dalia moved her wrist and looked at Marcus, who was trying to chill and roast a piece of beef not far away.

From the moment Terrence announced the name of the dish, she knew what the other person's finished product was.

Frosted beef, also called half-cooked beef, is a classic Japanese izakaya dish.

The pronunciation in Japanese is actually "beef tataki". Simply put, it is a thin slice of beef cooked in a medium-cooked dish.

This cooking method can effectively lock in the juice in the beef, and at the same time bring out the roasted aroma, coldness, and the original flavor of the beef with simple seasonings - but this dish has a shortcoming. When served with multiple courses of heavy-flavored cold cuts, the original taste will be seriously damaged.

Perhaps a dish of minced white meat with garlic paste is not enough to defeat the taste of frost-roasted beef, but if you add cucumbers and three shredded cold salads...

Dalia glanced not far away with some pity. The rules did not prohibit her from getting a cold vegetable platter.

If time and ingredients were not limited, she would even want to make a "nine-color box" in one go.