A sharp Hogwarts

"Tsk, it is indeed an ugly and barbaric kitchen knife——"

Beside the Slytherin cooking table, Terrence glanced in Dalia's direction and snorted disdainfully.

Unlike students from other houses, they learned about Dalia's "alien kitchen knife" from Draco Malfoy before the duel began.

In fact, this is one of the reasons why Slytherin House decided to move out the special cold dishes of the "Japanese Magic Institute".

Dalia's "alien kitchen knife" is suspected to be Siris' magic knife - not only Qiu Zhang can see this.

In the Hogwarts Monster Showdown, foreign monsters will occasionally receive an additional rating bonus.

However, this advantage is limited to the fact that one of them is a local dish: the biggest gap in the showdown between magic dishes often occurs between magic dishes of the same type.

If Slytherin College also has oriental magic dishes, then even if Dalia cooks some oriental-style magic dishes, she will be completely defeated in the same type of confrontation - the recipe in the hands of Terence Higgs However, the classic magical dishes of the Japanese Magical Institute are even older than many of the magical dishes of Hogwarts in terms of history.

"Terence, that freshman over there...she seems a little weird-"

Marcus Flint stared at Dalia, who was still picking out ingredients, and reminded him uneasily.

It's already halfway through the cooking time, so it feels a little strange to have to pick the ingredients again.

"do not worry--"

Terrence replied calmly while cooking the beef.

"It's just a desperate struggle. The Japanese Magical Institute has never lost a cold game."

"Hey, what are you doing-"

Marcus turned around and looked at Terrence in surprise.

At the same time, the students watching around also made a burst of surprised comments.

Terrence evenly sprinkled black pepper on the surface of the beef, then picked up a silver fork and started poking it.

"Preliminary processing - loosen the meat and allow some black pepper to be incorporated into the beef."

Terrence explained casually, and before Marcus could continue to ask questions, he glanced at the frying pan beside him and said calmly.

"Hot the pan, prepare the unsalted butter - we are going to start frying the beef."

"Fried beef?! But you haven't even cut it yet..."

"Frost-roasted beef is not cut now."

Terrence Higgs said impatiently, frowning slightly.

"I'm the chef now, so there's no need to explain so much to you."

Marcus might be good at Quidditch, but he's just too noisy and stupid when it comes to magic cooking.

Fortunately, before today's duel began, the prefects had beaten Marcus in advance.

"You'd better win the game..."

Marcus blushed and muttered, starting to melt the butter.

After the butter gradually melted, Terrence put the whole piece of beef directly into the frying pan.

Along with the sizzling sound, the aroma of butter and meat fat quickly filled the auditorium.

People swallowed their saliva and whispered in confusion.

"Put such a big piece of meat directly into the frying pan and roast it?!"

"By the time it's cooked, the outside will be burnt already, right?!"

"What's Slytherin doing-"

As if he didn't hear the commotion around him, Terrence Higgs was frying the beef slowly.

He flipped the beef occasionally so that each side was seared perfectly, ladlefuls of butter on the surface as he went.

"That's the standard French pan-fried technique..."

Dalia raised her head and glanced at Terrence, who was concentrating on frying roast beef.

She originally thought that the other party just found a recipe and copied it, but judging from the current situation, it seemed that some effort had been put into it.

"Jiang?" Harry asked confused.

"Well, in French cuisine, in order to ensure that the meat is evenly colored, crispy and tender, the chef will pour oil on the surface of the meat while frying it. This technique is usually used for some ingredients with thick skins, and obviously Slytherin's side They have carefully studied the dish 'Roasted Beef with Frost', and they know exactly what the essence of this dish is."

Dalia narrowed her eyes, pointed at the whole piece of beef that had not been cut, and continued to explain.

“They use French frying techniques to process the outer walls of the meat, creating a crispy outer shell that perfectly locks in the juices.”

"At the same time, the fat oozes out from the frying, giving you a sense of happiness with every bite - very clever."

"And if my guess is correct...the next step is freezing——"

"Frozen?!" Harry's eyes widened, "But aren't they frying beef-"

"That's why it's called 'Frost Burn'! My dear little cousin."

With Dalia's voice, Terrence Higgs stopped frying.

I saw him taking the beef out of the frying pan and placing it in the center of a large piece of tinfoil.

Immediately afterwards, Marcus Flint pulled out the magic knife and lightly tapped the edge of the tinfoil.

The tin foil paper closed towards the middle as if it were alive, tightly wrapping the piece of fried beef.

On the other side, Terrence also drew out his magic knife and pointed it steadily at the tinfoil.

Due to the magic shielding of the professors, people could not hear Terence's incantation, but they could clearly see a mass of cold air gushing out from the tip of Terence's knife.

The surface of the tinfoil paper was quickly covered with hoarfrost. Obviously, Terrence's freezing magic was quite good.

Marcus Flint came to the cutting board next to him and started cutting onion strips one by one.

Frost-roasted beef is usually topped with thick onion strips, perilla leaves or basil leaves.

After Terrence's refrigeration process is completed, they can cut into slices and serve.

…………

"Well...well, we have to speed up the progress."

Dalia glanced at Harry and signaled that he could start peeling and slicing the cucumbers.

Compared to Slytherin Academy, they don't have many gorgeous and wonderful magical aids.

Harry's "Knife Transformation" is a small skill, but its effect is at best close to the level of a Chinese restaurant apprentice.

Of course, the core point of garlic white meat is not the cucumber slices.

Garlic sauce and half-fat, half-lean wavy pork belly, this is the key to the garlic white meat.

Dalia fished the pork out of the water and gently poked the thickest part with the tip of her knife. The pork responded with a pleasant sound.

Clear gravy slowly seeps out from where the tip of the knife pokes it, without a trace of blood or impurities. If "medium-cooked beef" is about the original flavor of the bright red beef gravy that melts in your mouth, then the requirement for garlic white meat is that there is no trace of blood. The pure sensuality of the two represents to some extent the collision of two concepts.

In Chinese cuisine, half-cooked dishes mixed with blood are placed in the palace, which is a major crime of deceiving the emperor and will make the whole family laugh.

Since the pork was still a little hot, Dalia placed it on the chopping board and waited for it to cool slightly before slicing it thinly.

"Harry, cut the cucumbers into ribbon-thin slices, sprinkle them with salt--catch them evenly and set them aside to drain out the water slowly."

"The presentation must be beautiful. Your job now is to be responsible for the beauty of the base dishes."

Harry nodded nervously and was about to start arranging the dishes.

Suddenly, a series of short chopping sounds sounded in the auditorium.

Different from the techniques taught in Hogwarts classes, Dalia was chopping garlic cloves in a very strange posture.

"This is……"

"This is not what we teach-"

At the same time, before Fudge could ask the question, Professor McGonagall quickly answered.

As a transfiguration professor, knife skills were undoubtedly her teaching area, but she had never taught this cutting method.

The Hogwarts method of chopping pays attention to beauty and hierarchy. It will never be a vertical up and down chopping like a guillotine.

The correct way to cut vegetables is to hold the chef's knife in front of the fulcrum and cut with a relatively small amplitude, so that you can cut thinly and quickly.

"But……"

Dumbledore said gently, looking deeply in Dahlia's direction.

"Judging from the current situation, Miss Dursley's chopping method does not seem to be slower than the traditional method."

"Maybe it's her unique skill with a kitchen knife - and you see, she can chop more than just garlic cloves."

"Um?!"

"Wait, what is that Gryffindor girl doing!?"

A little further away, a few sharp-eyed students seemed to have noticed Dalia's weird behavior again.

While the professors were talking, there was a series of comments around them.

Dalia quickly finished chopping the garlic cloves and did not stop.

She took carrots, white radish, and lettuce, quickly cut them into thin strips, and set them aside.

Immediately afterwards, she continued to take a few cucumbers from Harry's side - after the cold salad was ready, all that was left was to pat the cucumbers.

Snapped!Snapped!Clap!

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly in the extremely rhythmic and yet cruel voice.

Professor Flitwick also looked unhappy. Normally he would be fine, but today the Minister of Magic happened to be there.

Dalia's series of mistakes with the knife were like slaps on their faces.

More importantly, this time even Dumbledore couldn't find an explanation.

"Is that Gryffindor girl crazy?!"

"Is she angry at the judges?"

"Wait... wait, she doesn't really want to turn the broken cucumber fragments into a dish and serve it to the judges' table, does she?!"

There was a buzz of discussion in the Hogwarts Great Hall.

People looked at Dahlia's actions in surprise, even Harry was frightened and stopped.

He looked at Dalia's smooth and brutal movements, and then at Dalia's face filled with a satisfied smile.

cousin……

very scary.

Ignoring the whispering crowd around him.

After patting the cucumbers, Dalia moved her shoulders comfortably and took out the secret weapon - secret soy sauce.

Just as the secret to a salad is hidden in the vinaigrette and dressing, the secret to garlic poblano is hidden in the garlic sauce.

"Mashed garlic, secret soy sauce, red spicy oil - um, oh, add some pork stock..."

Dalia moved around the condiment table like a butterfly through flowers, and the garlic sauce was mixed in less than a few minutes.

By the way, she also prepared the seasonings for the cold sambal and cucumber patties, and put them aside while Harry helped stir them in.

At this time, the pork was still a little warm.

Dalia picked up the kitchen knife again and gently placed it right above the piece of pork.

The "spell" of Transfiguration at Hogwarts is "bread", and Professor McGonagall always said that it was the origin of all magic.

It's a pity that Dalia's magical attainments in transfiguration are the same as those in charms class - she really can't understand the bread of "the origin of all things".

Fortunately, even without the magical blessing of transformation, she can still cut thin slices by hand that are no less than those of her peers.

Dalia carefully cut pieces of pork, trying to make each piece of meat evenly fat, wide and thin as much as possible.

"Harry, pour out the cucumber pickling water—squeeze out the water and pile it in the center of the plate!"

"We are preparing for the final presentation..."

And at the same time, the direction of the Slytherin cooking station.

Terrence also stopped his spell and took the chunks of beef out of the foil.

"Bread!" Terrence Higgs said calmly, and the magic knife lightly touched the skin of the beef piece.

wow-

It was accompanied by the sound of tearing like countless pieces of cloth.

The whole lump of beef suddenly fell into thin slices, lying across the center of the tinfoil.

The two sides that had never met before seemed to have turned into mirrors at this moment, and each began to patiently arrange the dishes around the base.

Of course, Dalia took a little extra step - after the hills of white meat with garlic paste were piled up, she stirred the sauce and poured it evenly on the meat slices.

The bright red garlic and red oil sauce is poured over the meat mountain, flowing down the layers of meat slices, and seeping little by little into the thin slices of cucumber below.

Ding!

A clear bell suddenly sounded in the air in the Hogwarts Great Hall.

Professor Snape stood up and said coldly.

"time up!"

"We're done here!"

"So are we."

"call……"

Dalia looked at the pyramid-like mountain of meat on the dinner plate in front of her.

Sliced ​​cucumbers and shredded cold salad are lingering on the edge of the garlic white meat, which looks very harmonious.

Maybe she can't get the nine-color saving box, but the three-color saving box is okay - at least enough to crush the next door.

A Sichuan cuisine banquet often starts with a table of tempting cold dishes, stimulating the senses and setting the tone for the subsequent meal.

Compared with dishes from other regions, the cold dishes of Sichuan cuisine face a particularly demanding test. It must not only be the starting point but also run through the entire meal.

Therefore, among the traditional Sichuan cold dishes, there are usually many dishes that are tempting to eat, and special attention is paid to color, taste, and texture.

For example, diced rabbit with peppercorns, chicken gizzards with pickled peppers, cold fungus, couple's lung slices, fried peanuts...

Among all the cold dishes, white pork with garlic paste, three shredded cold dishes and cucumbers are undoubtedly the three most common ones.

When the three appear together at the same time, there must be some substantial hard dishes behind.

Otherwise, ordinary dishes alone will be difficult to suppress people's aroused hunger.

And the exquisite Japanese appetizers...

A dish like medium-cooked beef cannot hold up to the heavy Sichuan cuisine.

The two are completely different paths from the starting point.

This time it’s a real dimensionality reduction blow.