A sharp Hogwarts

On the night when the Quidditch match was interrupted, many students suffered from insomnia.

Harry tossed and turned on the bed, the vague shadows of his parents constantly appearing in his mind.

Dahlia's stories revealed many mysteries for him - some secrets that he thought he would explore for a long time were revealed so simply and so smoothly in Hagrid's hut, but now he has more. What I look forward to and what I want to pursue, such as the godfather I have never met, such as Professor Snape...

Drowsily, Harry vaguely dreamed of that sharp grin and a woman's scream...

But this time the dream extended further. He seemed to see the young Professor Snape and heard the roar of the flying motorcycle.

And Ron's mood wasn't much better——

After returning that day, he did not return to Harry's dormitory immediately.

Before he could follow Harry up the stairs, Ron was stopped by Percy. He had never seen Percy look so pale before.

Percy was holding a letter tightly in his hand - and when Ron returned to the dormitory, the letter came into Ron's hand - in addition, Percy's livid look also appeared on Ron's face Above: Mr. Weasley sent a letter to Percy and told about the mouse that Percy and Ron had raised.

Now, Ron finally knew what Harry didn't know, the details of Peter Pettigrew's arrest.

Not long after the semester started, Dumbledore, reminded by a mysterious prophet, captured Peter Pettigrew, who had transformed into a spotted star.

Ron felt sick and scared at the thought of a dangerous dark wizard lying beside his pillow, wandering around the Burrow like a pet.

He kept replaying the details of his encounter with Dalia in his mind: When Dalia met for the first time, the first person he looked at was Banban...Dalia suggested that he keep the new pet name 'Zhu Qiongwei' in the Forbidden Forest... ...After Scabbers disappeared mysteriously, Dahlia's meaningful sigh of relief...Dahlia was the mysterious prophet. This was as obvious as if Dumbledore was the headmaster of Hogwarts, which made Ron have a certain feeling. A mixture of emotions, admiration, gratitude and inexplicable fear——

However, Ron didn't find a chance to talk to Harry, so he could only digest these feelings alone.

At the same time, on the other side, Hermione didn't sleep well that night.

Dalia might be planning to steal the Philosopher's Stone, or rather, the Philosopher's Stone - and she almost acquiesces.

This is not a difficult question to reason about: Dalia's magical growth relies heavily on those mysterious Eastern dishes.

Perhaps tofu and douban can solve part of the ingredient problem, but recipes and magic cannot solve it - at least in Hermione's view, Dalia's only way out is to steal the magic stone, and then use the magic stone to recreate the recipes cooked by the professors. Dishes, go directly to activate those perfect magic...and some high-end foreign dishes.

Of course, it is impossible for an ordinary first-year student to steal the Philosopher's Stone through heavy protection, but Dalia obviously does not belong to the ranks of "ordinary" students.

The thing guarded by the three-headed dog must be the magic stone, and Dalia knew about the three-headed dog in the second week of school.

Hermione even suspected that Dalia intentionally guided Professor Snape and even the unidentified bad wizard to break the defense of the Philosopher's Stone.

Dahlia did not hide her thoughts, nor did she deny her behavior of telling Stinky Tofu to spread her wings on the field - if Professor Snape was really the wizard who was helping Harry cast the counter-curse, then Dahlia was The thought of deliberately helping the "bad guy" succeed made Hermione feel deeply uneasy.

But even if she knew this, as a first-year wizard, what could she do?

The professors obviously wouldn't believe something so outrageous, and besides, she had no evidence.

More importantly, Hermione even had a vague sense of strange expectation...

If Dahlia steals the Philosopher's Stone, then she will be able to stay in Hogwarts Castle with [-]% success, right?

But stealing is wrong, and if Dalia is discovered, no matter whether she succeeds or not, she will definitely be expelled from the school professors, right?

Amidst all kinds of random thoughts, Hermione was very sleepy until the early morning, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up, she was the only one left in the dormitory.

Hermione rubbed her eyes and walked down the dormitory stairs, still thinking about whether to persuade Dalia to give up the Philosopher's Stone.

When she walked to the sunny common room, she realized that the surroundings were extremely noisy. Everyone seemed to be discussing something around the small table.

Dalia was also in the crowd, but she didn’t seem to be the protagonist of the conversation——

Everyone on the Quidditch team was surrounded in the center, and Oliver Wood was trying to explain something.

"Okay, be quiet—be quiet!"

At this moment, Wood raised his voice, drowning out everyone else's voices.

"This is the situation now. Mrs. Huo Qi and the professors have decided to cancel the rematch!"

"The result of yesterday's game will be determined by tonight's duel, and both sides will choose each other's contestants!"

"It's no problem to duel——"

said George, looking angrily at Wood and shouting.

"But I don't understand why the number of people and the method are all determined by Slytherin?!"

"Because our total score was at a disadvantage when the game was interrupted...I've explained it to you three times!"

"But we still had Harry!"

Fred frowned and said, he was also a little excited and aggrieved.

"We still have 150 snitch bonus points. I don't think we are at a disadvantage!"

"It's just a chance, Fred." Percy said seriously, spreading his hands helplessly, "Professor Snape insists that things that have not happened cannot be used as factors to judge the situation on the field, and what is even more unfortunate is that absolutely Most professors and current Quidditch rules also tend to interpret this logic..."

"Hey, what happened-"

Hermione struggled to squeeze through the crowd and got to Dahlia's side, temporarily forgetting the questions in her mind.

"Why...it sounds like there's a duel...it's just a game. As for going to the duel field?"

"Magic duel is not about force. Wizards are not barbarians."

Dalia replied easily, with a certain bright look in her eyes.

"In modern magical society, when wizards have disputes, they rarely resort to primitive fighting - magic is not meant for killing."

"This duel is magic dish against magic dish, Gryffindor's fire against Slytherin's water... a continuation of Quidditch, a battlefield under the kitchen knife."

"Eh? So...are we all competing to see which dish is the best?"

Hermione blinked in confusion and turned to look at the senior students who were seriously discussing the details of the "duel".

To be honest, looking at the looks on the faces of those senior students, she thought they were the kind who would risk their lives...

"This is no small matter—"

It was as if he could see through Hermione's inner thoughts.

Dalia shook her finger and said seriously.

"This is war! If Gryffindor loses to Slytherin, it will not only lose the game!"

“A duel of cuisine between academies, a collision of two culinary philosophies and tastes!”

"certainly……"

Dalia changed the topic, put her hands on her hands, and sat on the armrest of the chair.

"Anyway, these have little to do with us underclassmen, we can just be responsible for cheering--"

Even if it's not so formal, it still serves as an "extra" part of the Quidditch game.

However, Dalia was still looking forward to it very much. She had been so excited since she learned the news that she wanted to fast forward to the evening.

This is a brand new version of magic duel that cannot be seen in the original world!

Or……

Academy-level "Shikama"!