Hogwarts Food Master

Dumbledore said very neatly, "I choose Wang Chao. His dishes are more in line with today's theme, and I like fried food. Eating too much sashimi will make me upset."

Instantly, there was an uproar in the auditorium. Isn't this a draw?

Two to two, how do you calculate this?Who wins this?

Mr. Miyazaki said first, "Although it's a tie, Yumiko is a girl. As a man, Wang Chao should be polite, so Yumiko wins!"

Dumbledore glanced at him and said in a sinister tone, "The status of women in your Neon country is low. For kindergarten children, boys must get on the school bus first, and girls last. What do you mean by being polite to women? Isn't it too hypocritical? ?”

Mr. Miyazaki did not give up and said, "Those are bad habits, and we will change them sooner or later. The UK is a country of gentlemen, and you should be polite."

Fudge rubbed his chin and chose to stand on the side of profit, "Well, what Mr. Miyazaki said is reasonable. I think we should do what he said. I believe Wang Chao will not object. After all, he is also a gentleman. .”

At this time, Mr. Wynn and Ms. Kingsley very wisely chose to shut up.

They have cast their votes, the task has been completed, and what decides everything now is the struggle between the three big figures in front of them.

But what surprised them both was Fudge's attitude. He actually publicly supported Mr. Miyazaki, which no one expected.

Dumbledore refuted Fudge rudely, "This is a challenge, not a house game. Even if Wang Chao doesn't care about the position of Hogwarts Kitchen Manager, it still involves recipes. As far as I know, Wang Chao only has eight magic cards." If he loses one recipe, he may lose his title of special chef, and the stakes here are huge."

Mr. Miyazaki didn't care about the recipe at all. He immediately said, "We don't need the recipe, and we can also give Wang Chao a high compensation. What do you think?"

Dumbledore glanced at him sideways and said, "Are you angry? What do I think? You are blatantly bribing him to hand over the kitchen of our school. What do you think I think?"

Mr. Miyazaki immediately shut up. He was indeed too anxious.

But now he had already seen it, and besides, he didn't think he could hide it from Dumbledore in the first place, so he simply showed his cards.

"Yes, the recipe challenge is indeed just a pretense. We feel that the students at Hogwarts are eating too poorly and living too hard. We came here to save the suffering students out of a philanthropic and friendly attitude. , we will make the students at Hogwarts eat as well as the students at the Magic Palace!"

Dumbledore said coldly, "Tomoko Miyazaki, you are a respectable person, and you are trying to fool me with such nonsense? I am aware of the White Group's ambition to control the wizarding world, but I want to Do you want to succeed with this nonsense? Do you think I am an old fool? Or are you just a shameless person?"

Mr. Miyazaki was speechless for a moment. His problem was a common problem among neon people - one muscle!

He thinks that my words are very reasonable and well-founded, and there is no reason why people should not believe them.

But in fact, he looks like a clown in the eyes of others, but he doesn't know it yet.

In terms of political sophistication, Fudge, a veteran, is more than a step ahead of Mr. Miyazaki. He immediately took over and said, "You can't say that, Mr. Miyazaki also has good intentions, and eating as good as the Magic Palace is not a bad thing. "

Dumbledore sighed and said, "As long as you respect me at all, you will not treat me as a fool. Do you really not know the situation inside the Magic Palace?"

Fudge stopped talking. The benefits given by the White Group were not enough to make him stronger than Dumbledore.

What I said just now on behalf of Mr. Miyazaki has been done with all my kindness and righteousness.

Mr. Miyazaki's face turned red and white. He felt a little regretful. He should have stirred up this muddy water if he had known that he was not eager to take credit.

The benefits haven't been reaped yet, but a lot of resources have been consumed. We can't draw water from a bamboo basket and get nothing. Even if Hogwarts is a solid block of iron, we still have to squeeze out the juice!

Gu</span> "Now it's a deadlock. Why don't you let me taste the dishes of both sides? I'll be the final judge. I swear on my character to be absolutely fair and impartial."

Mr. Miyazaki is trying to be a living doctor, but what if he succeeds?

However, he soon found that everyone else was looking at him as if they were a fool.

"Baga! Don't you believe me?"

"That's right," Dumbledore nodded unceremoniously, "If you had any shame at all, you wouldn't give such shameless advice. I think so, let's elect some student representatives, Hogg. After all, Woz's kitchen is still for the students, what do you think? Fudge, you won't object, right?"

Fudge didn't expect that he was already lying flat, and the ball actually came to his feet again. He said angrily, "Okay, that's it!"

The two bosses agreed, and the two members of the Food Association would naturally not object. Mr. Miyazaki stammered twice and couldn't think of a reason to object.

I hope Yumiko’s sea dragon fish sashimi can conquer the stomachs of Hogwarts students...

"In this case, for the sake of fairness, I originally wanted to propose drawing lots, but I suddenly had a strange idea. I hope Harry Potter can make an exception and be the judge. He is a perfect boy and can definitely do it. Make a fair judgment.”

Mr. Miyazaki believed that Harry's reputation was so high and he had been taken care of by Hogwarts and the British Ministry of Magic since he was a child. He must be pampered and a person who is free from bad taste.

People of this noble status think that any fried food is worthless. Those nobles are full of praise for sashimi, and even if they don't like it, they must pretend to like it.

This is called elegance.

I'm so excited!

Mr. Miyazaki also wanted to see how Dumbledore would respond, and then something unexpected happened.

Dumbledore clapped his hands in agreement, "Okay, Harry Potter is a perfect candidate, what do you think Fudge?"

Fudge thought to himself that I had only seen Harry once during the Sorting Ceremony. Do I know what happened?

But since Mr. Miyazaki and Dumbledore had reached a rare agreement, he had no reason to object.

"Okay, I agree, Harry Potter is indeed the most suitable candidate."

Dumbledore stood up and shouted, "Harry Potter! Come forward!"

Harry was eating a melon down there when he was suddenly hit on the head by a melon. He stood up in confusion.

Dumbledore said kindly, "Don't be nervous, I'll let you be the judge. Try Miss Yumiko's and Mr. Wang Chao's dishes and make a judge. Which one do you think is more delicious? Judge with your heart and don't have any negative feelings." Favoritism.”

Harry nodded, walked to the judges' table, and looked back at the crowd below.

In the crowd, he saw Ron giving him a thumbs up, but he still didn't understand.

Why me?