"I can't believe we're in second place. ”

Dragging his tired body through the open door into the auditorium, Fred Weasley said to his twin brother beside him in a tone that had survived the catastrophe.

"Too bad, you should say, there's a grade ahead of us. ”

George Weasley rolled his eyes weakly, and nodded his head at the black-robed figure at the front of the line, "Snape, the devil doesn't care if he gets the first to eat. ”

It was during this morning that they refreshed their understanding of the strength of the Hogwarts Potions professors.

It's as if all students are lazy, whether it's unconscious, cutting corners, running away, pretending to be sleepy, or even deliberately getting injured...... Snape only had to glance blankly at the "Demon Parchment" in his hand to easily find a way to deal with it.

So much so that George and Fred even had a strange and terrible feeling, as if they were no longer facing the old-fashioned professors, but growing into their adult selves, oh no, more terrible than that, to be exact.

In the midst of the whispered conversation, Professor Snape sat down with Professor McGonagall, who had just finished directing the sixth-year students to take their seats.

"Severus, it's nice to see you. To be honest, I always thought that Professor Flitwick's 7th graders would be number one. ”

McGonagall's eyebrows furrowed, and a smile twinked at her pursed lips.

If it was just a bit of a surprise to receive a notification from Professor Dumbledore that she was ranked first in the sixth year at noon today. Seeing Snape walk into the auditorium with the third-year students in the second place was a surprise to Professor McGonagall.

"There aren't too many difficulties, Professor Dumbledore has written in detail in the [Course Description]. ”

Snape replied calmly, his eyes glancing at the third-year students who had subconsciously returned to the heads of each house and sat down at the heads of each house, who were "excited" to communicate with the seniors about their morning's experiences, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly almost invisibly.

It seems that the aerosol brain awakening potion made in imitation of the smoke silverware in Dumbledore's office has a good effect, although it is not as effective as taking it directly, but it can still play a certain role in relieving fatigue, maybe you can increase the dose a little later?

Meanwhile, next to the Hufflepuff table, a third-year boy with curly-haired hair was describing to the seniors at the table with a scared look on his face what had happened in the Potions classroom.

"Oh my gosh. You can't imagine what I've been through. In just one morning, I fell under Professor Snape's petrification charm twice, the awakening charm once, and it was a luxury to not even feel sleepy in that place, let alone unconscious. ”

As he spoke, the boy yawned, and after leaving the Potions classroom and breathing in the fresh air of the auditorium, he only felt endless sleepiness slowly pouring out of every cell in his body, if it weren't for the anticipation of food and hunger, he might have chosen to lie down directly on the warm bed in the dormitory at this time.

"What are you? ”

A long-haired girl sitting across from the curly-haired boy pursed her lips, her eyes full of disdain.

"Professor McGonagall doesn't use petrification charms, she simply turns everyone's robes into hollow trunks. During the [Nature-Leaping], a Slytherin boy disobeyed the arrangement, and Professor McGonagall turned a desk at the back of the classroom into a giant toad in front of everyone. ”

"So, in the end, who is ......" The curly-haired boy imagined the scene for a moment, swallowed his saliva carefully, and turned his head to look at the Slytherin House long table behind him, with some inexplicable anticipation in his eyes.

The senior girl shook her head and sighed with some regret, "No, everyone moved desperately after that." If it was really because of the physical strength that could not keep up, Professor McGonagall, like Professor Snape, would cast the [Vitality Resurgence] spell on everyone. ”

After a pause, the long-haired girl glanced cautiously at the faculty seat and waved her hand a little tiredly.

"So...... Be content, at least Professor Snape won't turn you into a bouncing frog, even if it's just a threat. And on the bright side, at least we're all the first to eat in batches, and you've done a great job, and Professor Snape must be happy too. ”

"Not necessarily, I think tomorrow will only get more terrible with Professor Snape's character. ”

The curly-haired boy replied pessimistically, but his face softened a little at the thought of the sumptuous lunch that was about to come.

In the face of the bleak suffering of the coming week, perhaps only a hearty Hogwarts meal will sustain them.

Ding Ding Ding ~

Without much time for the students to discuss, Dumbledore tapped his glass and stood up, looking around the young faces in the audience with appreciation.

"Good work. I guess everyone is starving, so I won't say more boring congratulatory words. ”

Dumbledore smiled and clapped his hands, and a variety of food instantly appeared on the empty table, "Enjoy your rewards, as the first batch of winners, today's limited edition is ...... It's ......"

I saw that the happy smile on Dumbledore's face slowly froze on his face, and for the first time in history, the teachers and students present heard such an abrupt pause from Dumbledore's mouth, and they all looked curiously at the old man's line of sight.

Soon, everyone noticed that something was wrong - there was hardly any decent meat to be seen on the entire table.

Toasted bread, baked potatoes, potatoes with skin, boiled potatoes, mashed potatoes, potato chips, and Scottish Yorkshire pudding...... The food, which still looked sumptuous, quickly filled most of the seats on the long table.

If you don't take into account the long row of empty huge plates that are usually used to hold the main course at the very center of each long table.

Meat is gone!

This shift from hope to despair almost instantly made the entire Great Hall fall silent, as if dozens of Dementors had suddenly floated into Hogwarts.

"Sorry, it looks like there's something going on in the kitchen. Everyone wait a while, and there will be new dishes soon. ”

He didn't hesitate for long, and it took less than two or three seconds for Dumbledore to come to his senses first, smiled gently, and pressed his hands to soothe the students who were about to cry.

"Is it Peeves?" Professor McGonagall frowned, her gaze scanning the [Potato Platter] on the table, her tone displeased.

"No...... If Peeves was wreaking havoc in the kitchen, we should have gotten the news. Besides, the ghost doesn't just destroy meat, but the students are probably still training—"

Snape shook his head and calmly analyzed, his face a little gloomy.

"Minerva, Severus, the students in the auditorium are up to you for the time being. I'll go see what the situation is. ”

Without further hesitation, Dumbledore nodded to the wizards and wizards on his left and right, stood up and walked through a stone door, heading towards the basement.

Actually, he could roughly guess something......

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed, and a small figure with long silver hair grew clear in his mind.

"The point is...... How to ......"

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Coo~