"Hogwarts is really rich." Looking at the luxurious spread before him, Shen Fei could not help feeling a little wistful. Although he was not quite used to the taste, he had to admit that the ingredients were truly excellent.
As expected of a world with magic and magical power.
Ingredients that looked perfectly ordinary in this world would definitely count as premium ingredients if brought to the Marvel Universe, on par with A5-grade meat.
Yet in this world, most ingredients were very cheap, since they could be cultivated with magic.
Such meals were provided every day. Since the students ate them so often, there was naturally no shortage of waste, especially among the Slytherin students. They wasted the most.
Hogwarts did not charge tuition fees. Only book fees and Wand costs had to be paid personally. Compulsory education had not become widespread even in the modern Muggle world, yet it had long since become the norm in the Wizarding World.
Perhaps I could start a food-related company. Shen Fei muttered to himself as he ate the steak in front of him.
"There's a troll in the basement!" Professor Quirrell suddenly rushed in, shouting in panic.
"What?" Professor McGonagall immediately rose to her feet. Dumbledore stood up shortly afterward and instructed the prefects from each year to lead the students of their respective houses out of the Great Hall.
"You're laying it on a little too thick, aren't you?" Shen Fei was speechless at Professor Quirrell's panic. A Defense Against the Dark Arts professor panicking like this over a mere troll was simply far too fake.
Dumbledore's expression was obviously an act as well. It was only a troll, not some Magical Creature. As long as it was not a whole group of trolls, a single troll could basically be dealt