The annual Halloween feast naturally featured no shortage of delicious food.
Europe, the Americas, Asia—classic dishes from nearly every country in the world were represented.
More than a dozen large plates in different colors appeared inside the pumpkins, each representing a different region.
A tap of a wand would have the House-elves in the kitchens deliver the requested dish.
New School Board Members, new ways. This was far more lavish than in previous years.
Though there was no Skeleton Dance Troupe like last year, the teachers and students clearly did not mind.
They had already been conquered by the food, especially Ron, who took a serving of everything.
It was Harry's first time seeing him wolf food down like this.
A tomahawk steak in his left hand, a huge plate of beef brisket in his right, with his cheeks still stuffed full.
Seeing Hagrid and Harry staring at him, Ron swallowed the food in his mouth in a large gulp.
"Why aren't you two eating? This stuff is delicious."
Hagrid grabbed an entire roasted leg of lamb, while Harry picked up a serving of Chinese roast goose.
The three looked at each other for a moment, then began feasting heartily.
Nearly all the teachers and students were like them, but there were always exceptions.
For example, Trelawney, whose eyes held nothing but sherry, and the Black Swans, for whom everything tasted bland.
The Owl Court had become Hogwarts's undisputed number-one club, while the neglected Black Swan was being desperately held together by only a few dozen Little Snakes.
Its facade was impressive enough, but inside, it was always cold and deserted.
As a fellow club president, Draco had never been able to understand one thing.
Why?
Why was Wayne, that bastard who always bullied him, more popular than he was,