A sharp Hogwarts

The magic science from the Weasley family is much more comprehensive than Hagrid's introduction.

As a child of a pure magic family, even if what Ron said is not 100% correct, it is not too far off.

"Uh, so...Professor Dumbledore, what people call great magical power is actually cooking skills——"

Dalia's expression was a bit broken. She was not ready to fully accept the magic "Eating Halberd".

Fortunately, Ron's follow-up answer made her fall to the ground again.

"Of course it's not just about cooking. Professor Dumbledore is recognized as the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world today, whether it's a confrontation with magic dishes or a duel."

"Actually, most of the top wizards know some dark dishes, but Professor Dumbledore never bothers to use them. This is why people respect him so much."

Ron glanced at Harry, who seemed to be unable to follow the conversation between the two, and then stopped to add an additional explanation after thinking about it.

"Well, it is very serious for wizards to draw swords against each other - it is equivalent to the ancient Muggle knight's duel."

"In most cases, there are only ingredients and delicious magic food under the knife tip..."

"I generally understand - fighting with words and fighting with force. This... is okay."

Dalia wiped the non-existent beads of sweat from her forehead and said in a drawl.

Strictly speaking, this is not too outrageous. In this "magic modification" world, it is more reasonable than the original work.

After all, this is no longer the Middle Ages. If the wizarding civilization still respected the primitive strong, it would be a bit difficult to understand.

"So it sounds like magic cooking duels often happen in Hogwarts?"

Harry turned to look at Ron and asked curiously while trying to digest the new knowledge.

"Well, Percy said there are occasionally, but most of them are based on the college - I don't know the specifics, they don't talk about things in school very much."

Ron looked at the two curious babies around him, spread his hands helplessly and said.

"In fact, many dark dishes are not banned at Hogwarts."

"Not banned?! But that's not—"

Harry's eyes widened in surprise.

"Dark wizards, black magic, and dark cuisine, these are three related but completely different things."

Dalia whispered thoughtfully, "Dark wizards are people who violate the order and regulations of the magic world. Black magic is some spells that are forbidden to be cast and studied, and dark cuisine sounds more like dishes - the first two There are clear regulatory limitations, but dark cuisine has too much room for flexibility in terms of subjectivity... right?"

"Hey, um - that's about it."

Ron nodded in surprise, and then continued what Dalia said.

"Anyway, except for a few 'unforgivable' categories, everyone has a different definition of dark cuisine."

His mood suddenly became depressed. He looked at the magic knife on his waist and muttered unhappily.

"However, my mother forbids me from trying anything at home. She insists that without the guidance of school professors and self-study, it is easy to go astray——"

"...Uncle Vernon and the others are like this too. Dahlia and I are also prohibited from going near the kitchen."

Harry said helplessly, glanced at Dalia who was silent next to him, and continued. "At least you are much better than me. Before Dalia... well, my cousin told me about the existence of magic, I didn't know anything about wizards or my parents. Don't talk about dark cuisine and dark wizards. I didn't even know Voldemort. The names are all——"

Ron suddenly shuddered all over and looked like he was so frightened that he couldn't breathe.

"Uh, what's wrong?" Harry asked.

"You just called the mysterious man's name!"

Ron said, looking shocked and excited, "I've known for a long time that of all the people, you are the only one who has the courage -"

"I said this name not because I'm brave or anything." Harry shook his head, "but because I don't know the name and can't say it. Do you know what I mean? I believe that I have too much to learn. ..." His voice sounded worried. He had been feeling anxious recently, "I suspect that I might become the worst student in the class..."

"No, Percy and the others said that some students from Muggle families are very powerful. They seem to be born with knives and fire--"

"They're all lying to you, Ron - there's no one in the world who's born to cook."

Dalia chuckled and waved her hand, comforting Ron who was a little downcast.

At this moment, Harry blinked, and he remembered the midnight snack Dahlia had "transformed" that night.

Harry suddenly fell silent - it seems that children born from Muggle families are... different? !

He suddenly lost interest in chatting, silently opened the textbook in his hand, and silently read the contents of "Magic Decoctions and Potions" again.

…………

While the three were talking, the train had left London.

At this time, the Hogwarts Express was speeding along fields filled with cattle and sheep.

The box quickly became quiet as Harry began to read and everyone began to do their own thing.

When it was almost 12:30, a series of rattling wheels came from the aisle. A woman with a smile and a dimple pushed open the box door and asked:

"Would you like to buy some of the special snacks or drinks on the train, kids?"

Ron's ears turned red again, he took out a bulging cardboard box from his arms and muttered that he had brought sandwiches.

But Harry and Dahlia were different, especially Dahlia. She deliberately ate very little this morning, just waiting for the magic snack on the train at noon.

The two came to the corridor, and the content of the "redemption code" written by the middle-aged wizard on the back of Harry's ticket was more informative than they imagined.

Harry originally thought that if it was not enough, he would take the initiative to buy more.

But when the salesperson said you could get two copies of everything for free, his and Dalia's eyes instantly lit up.

Bibi's all-flavored beans, chocolate frogs, dragon's breath chili con carne, long tail turkey skewers, crispy jungle crab legs, crucible cake, licorice wand, cactus fruit drink...and some that even Daria has never seen before , strange food that I have heard of.

The two of them were equally satisfied and took two portions of each kind. Some snacks were even given as extras.

It has to be said that with the name Harry Potter coupled with the privilege of "poor student subsidy", Dalia doubts that there will be no problem even if they ask for two more.

slam-la-

Ron watched directly as Harry and Dahlia brought in the food they bought and poured it all into the empty seats in one breath.

"You...haven't you eaten until last night?"

"That's about right," Dalia said as she took a bite of long-tail turkey skewers.

Harry next to him also grabbed a piece of cake. He had never seen so many snacks and snacks in the Dursleys' house.

Ron turned his head silently, took out a sandwich from the carton, and muttered dejectedly.

"Mom forgot to add the chili con carne sauce again. She always forgets that I don't like potato salad-"

"Let's change -"

Dalia picked up a crispy jungle crab leg and handed it out with a smile.

"This smells amazing. To be honest, I want to try the potato salad sandwich."