At the end of the branch, Zhang Feng began to look at the professors sitting in the main seat of the banquet hall. Sitting in the center of the throne should be the world's greatest white magician, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, the recipient of the Order of Merlin of the First Class, the president of the International Federation of Wizards, and Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was tall and thin, with a prominent wizarding temperament, long flowing silver-white hair and a beard (several feet long enough to fit into a belt), a long hooked nose that seemed to have been interrupted, half-moon shaped glasses, and sharp, bright blue eyes that were extremely penetrating.

To Dumbledore's left was Professor McGonagall, who had just returned to his teaching position, and to his right was a middle-aged man. He was dressed in black, had a serious complexion, and had long, greasy hair, and he was supposed to be Professor Sneb. On the other side of Professor McGonagall was a very short male professor, who was supposed to be Professor Flitwick, the dean of Ravenclaw.

On the far right of the throne sat a submissive man, with a towel on his head, dressed like an Arab. "I've seen this professor when Hagrid took me to the Leaky Cauldron. He's supposed to be Professor Quirrell, our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this semester. Harry Potter was speaking to his new friend Ron, and Zhang Feng's sensitive ears heard it.

"It seems that behind this towel is the legendary Voldemort. Zhang Feng thought to himself. Then he opened his heart - you must know that the necromancer can serve the soul mainly by this ability, at this time, the back of Professor Quirrell's head in his eyes exudes black energy, this energy is entwined with Professor Quirrell, representing Professor Quirrell's life light group under the invasion of this black energy. It seems that Professor Quirrell's various brainless manifestations in the original book are the messages he is transmitting to the outside world, but they are only being used by Dumbledore.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng silently made a decision.

Dumbledore stood behind the podium, ready to address everyone. The freshmen were staring at Professor Dumbledore, while the old-timers were staring at the plates, which were still empty.

Dumbledore cleared his throat and said to the whole school, "Welcome! Welcome to Hogwarts to start the new school year! That's it: stupid, crying nose, screwing, screwing, thank you!"

"Stupid! crying nose! screwing!" What does this mean? These four words should be related to the four colleges. Ravenclaw wizards and wizards are usually the smartest, and Rowena's students think that students who don't make it to Ravenclaw are stupid fools. Most of the Gryffindor students are brave, believing that the students of other houses are not as brave as they are. Slytherin students are pure-bloods champions who value integrity and unity. The students of the other houses were not pure wizards in the eyes of the Slytherins, they were useless scraps. Hufflepuff students are not related to the first three, they are not smart, they are not brave, and their blood is not pure. It seems that this is the principal's admonition to the new students of the four major students, reminding the students to avoid stereotypes and unite as one. But why did he say it in such a vague way? The students didn't understand it at all! He was just trying to go through a form.

After listening to Dumbledore's words, Zhang Feng began to ponder, not even noticing that the food had suddenly appeared on the plate. Zhang Qiu and Hermione, who had been hungry for a long time, didn't think about it that much, the two of them picked up the food and began to eat, but after eating two bites, they stopped eating when their stomachs were not so hungry. After all, the appetite that has been nurtured by Chinese cuisine is impossible to swallow no matter how good a British meal is.

Zhang Qiu pulled Zhang Feng's sleeve and woke Zhang Feng up from his contemplation. "Brother, do you still have anything to eat there? these things are really inedible!" Zhang Qiu knew that Zhang Feng had a handbag that had been cast with a traceless extension spell, which often contained all kinds of delicacies made by Zhang Feng.

After listening to Zhang Qiu's words, and then looking at Hermione's expectant little eyes, Zhang Feng sighed, and began to pick up from his handbag: a whole Peking duck, a thin stack of steamed cakes, a small plate of shredded green onions, a small plate of sweet noodle sauce, and an empty plate. Zhang Feng took out a short sword from his pocket again, saying that it was a short sword, but it was actually a little longer than a dagger, this was brought out by Zhang Feng from the dark world, and the dark gold equipment that he dropped when he hit the corpse and got angry: Ricksat's Elegy, today he is going to use this sword to roast duck skin.

The little best short sword is really powerful, it originally took Zhang Feng 4 minutes to complete the skin of a roast duck, but with this sword, it was done in 2 minutes.

Zhang Qiu and Hermione saw that the roast duck had been processed, and each took out a pair of chopsticks from their arms, and they were not polite to Zhang Feng, so they rolled duck meat and shredded green onions with pancakes and ate them.

The smell of roast duck spread throughout the banquet hall as the three of them scrambled to each other, and each house student behaved differently: Ravenclaw students drooled and talked to each other about going to the library after the banquet to find kitchen magic books and Chinese recipes; Hufflepuff students drooling and talking about going to Zhang Feng to learn how to cook; Slytherins drooling and pretending not to be disturbed, but the good relationship was already asking each other about the salary of famous British Chinese chefs; Gryffindors were the most active, and Harry had already led a group of people to find Zhang Feng and ask Zhang Feng what he wanted to eat。

Dumbledore looked at this scene, his eyebrows jumped, and he thought, "It seems that the house-elves of Hogwarts should learn Chinese food." ”