A sharp Hogwarts

"Rating? Oh, the final score——"

"Oh, by the way, we haven't given our scores yet."

With Professor Dumbledore's reminder, everyone remembered that the duel was not over yet.

Professor Sprout and others came back to their senses, recalling Dalia's magic food, and whispered to each other.

“Although the frost-roasted beef is good, the garlic white meat seems to be more outstanding...”

"Speaking of which, what are the characteristics of that beef dish just now?"

"Eh? Your question - wait -"

Cornelius Fudge raised his head, frowned and thought carefully.

Yes, that frost-roasted beef just now...

What does it smell like?Except ice and gravy...it seems...don't remember?

Now every cell in his body seemed to taste like white meat with garlic paste, shredded salad, and cucumber.

Fudge turned his head to look at the professors around him, and saw similar confusion in the eyes of others.

After a moment.

"Slytherin House Group, 10 points."

"Gryffindor House Group, 36 points. Gryffindor wins."

Snape said expressionlessly, as if there was a fish bone stuck in his throat.

"The final verdict was that the Quidditch match was scored and Gryffindor won by 130 points."

Although Professor Flitwick had some criticisms about his knife skills and bringing his own soy sauce, he still gave a very high evaluation to the "Garlic White Meat Starter Combo".

On the contrary, the "frost-roasted beef" that the Slytherins had high hopes for had a pitifully low score... only ten points above the passing line.

After the results were announced, the four deans, Dumbledore and Cornelius Fudge quickly left the auditorium.

Most of the students also dispersed and went to the dormitory or the kitchen downstairs in twos and threes to look for food.

After watching a magical "Eating Halberd" at close range, most people's stomachs began to growl again.

Fred planned to hold a celebration party in the common room, so he ran to the kitchen early with George and Lee to search for supper.

Of course, Dalia, Terrence and others haven’t left yet——

As the protagonists of tonight's duel, they still had to clean up the cooking table before returning to their respective dormitories.

Gryffindor also left a small group of wizard bodyguards, guarding the edges to prevent the Slytherins who had lost the duel from becoming angry.

In the past, after academy-level magic duels, it was not uncommon for players to get angry and attack the opponent's players.

"No, it's impossible..."

Terrence Higgs looked at the empty judges' box in disbelief.

"The Japanese Magical Institute actually lost the cold dish of magical food?! That is the most popular in the magic world-"

"Ah, you still don't know where you lost, do you?"

Dalia stood not far behind Higgs and spoke softly and unhurriedly.

"Since I learned that you prepared Japanese magic dishes, I guessed that you might choose the Tataki series."

"In terms of texture and taste alone, the frost-roasted beef is really impeccable. Unfortunately, the Japanese appetizer has two fatal flaws!"

Dalia raised her finger and looked at the Slytherins who couldn't accept the reality with some pity.

“First of all, the Japanese appetizer tastes very light so as not to disrupt the subsequent meal experience.”

"Secondly, Japanese appetizers are mainly cold and delicate, which makes it difficult to feel satisfied."

"These two points won't be a problem at a regular banquet, but it's a pity..."

Dalia raised the corners of her mouth and looked at Higgs who turned around in surprise and said quietly.

“The light cold appetizer is a perfect match for the extremely rich cold appetizer.”

“The most important thing about garlic white meat is the satisfaction of the fat and lean meat, and the strong taste stimulation that stimulates the taste buds!”

"The so-called appetizers are, in the final analysis, dishes made to arouse people's appetite for the main course."

The fingers of Dalia's right hand gently slid over the edge of the huge plate of white meat with garlic paste.

"I said...don't you understand when you see this plate?"

"Frost-roasted beef turned into a starter of white meat with garlic paste."

The weight, taste, and even the unique coldness of the medium-rare beef all pave the way for the garlic white meat to bloom.

When Dalia was cooking the white meat with garlic paste, she prepared it as a real "big dish".

Whether it’s portion size, presentation, or the addition of two other cold dishes…

"hateful--"

Terrence Higgs gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

"Don't talk proudly about your theories there! You despicable fellow!"

"You are just lucky enough to be ranked in the second round. If the first one the professors taste is——"

"Then you will lose even more miserably!"

Dalia interrupted mercilessly, pointing to the remains of garlic sauce on the dinner plate.

“Nutty, spicy, fresh and fragrant, with a sweet aftertaste to enhance the flavor——”

"If the judges first ate white meat with garlic paste, then the insignificant flavor of 'roasted beef with frost' would instantly disappear!"

"Without the black pepper and fine salt seasoning, only the smell of blood and ice are left... This magical dish will become particularly unpalatable."

"For those who have tasted the delicious taste of cooked meat, you can think about what will happen if you return to eating raw meat and drinking blood."

Dalia walked over to the cooking table and picked up a few pieces of leftover white meat and put them in the garlic sauce.

Then, she pushed the huge dinner plate directly in front of Higgs and others.

"If you are still considered wizards, then feel it for yourself——"

"Remember to wash the dishes after eating and put them away...as meal expenses."

"you!"

Higgs's eyes widened, ready to explode.

Suddenly, his nose twitched.

The aroma of rich garlic sauce wafted up from nowhere.

"Japan's cold dishes are not the pinnacle of cold dishes, Seris's cold dishes are-"

Dalia glanced at Higgs. Compared to the savage and clumsy Marcus, this third grader was somewhat saved.

Although frost-roasted beef is the entry-level signature dish of Japanese izakayas, it is not that easy to master.

Freezing magic, frying techniques, deformed slicing...

After this magical eating halberd, she got a lot of inspiration.

Magic food, beyond the upper limit of imagination, is a world where delicious food can truly shine.

"If you want to learn-"

Dalia tapped the edge of her plate lightly, making a pleasant sound.

"You know where to find me."

The magic dishes of the Japanese Magical Institute may be quite different from Chinese cuisine, but at least they are much closer than the European magic dishes.

Dalia's biggest problem now is magic cracking.

If she knew that Japanese magical food corresponded to magic, her interpretation work would be a big step forward.

After all, there may be dishes like "Chinese Ramen" in the magic place...

Um...wait? !

noodle--

Dalia blinked, her eyes passing over Higgs' magic knife.

Transfiguration at Hogwarts was born from "bread", the most varied and basic staple food of European civilization.

Just like the "bread" family, in the minds of Europeans, it is almost equivalent to omnipotence and infinite possibilities in various forms.

Previously, Dalia's "transformation interpretation" ideas were mainly limited to rice or noodles.

but……

If only she had broadened her scope a little...

For example, is it possible to go beyond "bread" and expand it to pasta?

"I have changed my mind. If you want to learn how to make Seris cold cuts, then use the ancient recipes instead..."

Slytherin House is the recognized pure-blood house of Hogwarts.

Maybe they are not necessarily particularly wealthy, but they are definitely the academy with the most profound foundation and knowledge.

"Don't even think about it! Even if we starve to death, we won't ask Gryffindors to learn cold dishes..."

Marcus Flint said viciously, slapping Terrance's hand away.

"Just wait, I hope you can be so lucky next time."

"Oh--"

Dalia shrugged.

Counting the time, Stinky Tofu will be an adult in a few months.

When all kinds of pickles and pickles were ready, she would hang out in front of the Slytherins every day.

…………

Christmas is coming.

One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts Castle woke up from his dream and found that the surrounding area was covered with several feet of snow and the lake was covered with hard ice.

The Weasley twins were punished for enchanting balls of owl droppings to chase Quirrell around - they had planned to use snowballs, but after Dahlia's hard lobbying , boldly replaced it with owl excrement mixed with ice and snow, which is not strange at Hogwarts anyway.

The owl dung finally hit Quirrell hard on the back of the head. The Weasley brothers may never know what they did.

Dalia watched the whole process with satisfaction. She suspected that Quirrell even intended to catch it with the back of his head.

Of course, if Dumbledore could eliminate Voldemort's Horcruxes in advance, then the twins' "shit-ball" faces would not be a big deal.

Several owls flew through the snowy sky to deliver the mail. They had gone through all kinds of hardships, and they had to recover their strength under Hagrid's care before they could continue to take off.

Everyone is eagerly looking forward to the holiday.Although there were roaring fires in the Gryffindor common room and the Great Hall, it was bitingly cold in the drafty corridors, and the classroom windows rattled in the biting wind.

Worst of all, Professor Snape's classes were held in the dungeons.

As soon as the students took a breath, a cloud of white mist formed in front of them, and they had no choice but to get as close to the hot crucible as possible.

The only consolation is that I happened to be learning all kinds of "mutton soup" during this period, and even the smell of it makes people warm.

"I feel really sorry for those people -" said Draco Malfoy during a Potions class. "They have to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because their families don't want them. Of course, Maybe they want to seize the last bit of time at Hogwarts..."

He looked at Harry and Daria as he spoke.

Crabbe and Goyle chuckled.Harry was weighing pulverized lionfish spines and ignored them.

Since losing the duel, Malfoy has become more gloomy than before.

He was indignant at Slytherin's failure and said that next time the duel could simply be changed to everyone tasting sauces and condiments. Anyway, the specialty of Gryffindor House is to cook the ingredients and pour some strange sauce on them. He also laughed at Da Leia's still can't cast the full transformation spell until now.

He wanted to make everyone laugh, but found that no one thought his words were funny.

Because everyone admires Dalia for being able to prepare a magical sauce that can defeat the Japanese Magical Institute.

In addition, Dalia's magic-level knife skills of transfiguration using only her hands also impressed many students.

Malfoy was jealous and angry, so he had to turn around and laugh at Harry and Dahlia for not being able to go home and spend this Christmas with their families.

Indeed, Harry didn't want to go back to Privet Drive for Christmas.

Last week, Professor McGonagall came over to register the list of students staying at school for the holidays, and Harry signed it immediately.

Dalia also signed her name, and she didn't want to go back to Privet Drive for the festival - the reason was that the assessment period was coming soon.

The Hogwarts School Board's assessment is scheduled for after Christmas.

The results of this assessment will determine her future stay.

However, her real reason is...

After the magic duel, Cornelius Fudge agreed to Dumbledore's proposal for the first time.

In order to solve the problem of mismatch between Dalia's magic knife and magic food, she obtained permission to choose a second knife in advance.

Normally, this qualification would not be available until she enters third grade.