Sirius

(Dear friends, as you read this, I'm currently typing this in the hospital. Last night, while delivering food, I flew out of the plane. I genuinely didn't see the puddle, and by the time I came to my senses, I was already lying on the ground. I'm currently at the hospital getting an X-ray to see if I've broken anything. It's nothing serious, just my left ankle is swollen. I'm really lucky to be alive.)

"Oh my god, Harry, did you... didn't you sleep well last night?"

Early in the morning of February 24th, Hermione specially wore a pink lace-trimmed dress, her hair tied back, making herself look beautiful. She tiptoed to the hall with Ginny for breakfast.

However, as soon as the two of them stepped out of the passageway near the girls' dormitory, they saw Harry with panda eyes.

"Stop talking, Hermione. I had nightmares all night. I dreamt that Malfoy threw a whole cartload of Dungbomb at me, and I couldn't even fight him off, I couldn't even escape..."

"Um... Su Yu said that the person you dream about last night is the person you like the most in your heart. I think it's pretty accurate, Harry, because I always dream about Su Yu. But you should also be mindful of the impact; he already has two girlfriends..."

Ginny laughed and joked with Harry.

Su Yu got up quite early today, but when he finished getting ready and came to the hall, he found that all the students from other colleges had already arrived.

"I should have known better than to wake up so early. They're all waiting for me anyway, so what difference does it make whether it's a little later or a little earlier?"

"Have you ever been a human being? Have they all finished eating? The table is so clean, but I haven't eaten yet! I haven't eaten yet..." Kurama, who was in Su Yu, looked at the increasingly strange hall and suddenly jumped out, crying out in a heart-wrenching voice, as if the food was the only thing that mattered.

"Cake... cake! Cake!!!... How can I live without you... I can't live without you..."

"Alright, Kurama, everyone else hasn't eaten yet, you're not the only one who hasn't eaten."

Headmaster Dumbledore, unable to bear it any longer, spoke up to remind Kurama to stop making a fool of herself.

Then he gently stroked his beard with his fingertips and looked at the crowd with a soft gaze.

"Alright, everyone, quiet down. I know you're all really looking forward to today's competition, so I'll now announce that the second match of the Eight-Way Championship, 'Gourmet Kitchen,' is officially starting!"

Loud applause erupted from the audience, everyone filled with curiosity about today's Gourmet Kitchen. What on earth was going on?

Only Goyle and Crabbe, huddled together in the corner, excitedly exclaimed, "Is it all-you-can-eat?!"

"Alright, let me explain," Headmaster Dumbledore gestured for everyone to be quiet. "As the name suggests, today's competition is simply cooking! The 114 students from the eight houses present will cook for all the more than 1,000 students, professors, and headmasters! Today's competition is divided into two sessions, each lasting one hour, for a total of two hours, divided into breakfast and lunch. Champion, are you ready? We will now begin the first session!"

"Oh, it's cooking... I thought it was eating..."

When Callis heard this devastating news from the audience, she was terrified. She had no idea how to cook; she'd probably blow up the kitchen instead.

"Ha, what kind of food does Britain have? A Gourmet Kitchen, fried fish and gazing at the Sky Void?"

Su Yu frowned as well. Why was there such a big difference between the first and second matches? Oh, you mean Su Yu's first match was also quite comfortable? Well then, Su Yu wouldn't say anything more. Anyway, both were very simple, weren't they?

The most upset were Goyle and Crabbe. While the others lamented because they couldn't cook, they cried because they had nothing to eat. Weren't they supposed to be here to eat? How did they end up as cooks?

Students from the other academies were also buzzing with discussion. The Japanese students from the Mahoutokoro were secretly delighted. Food? Their vast empire had far more to offer! Even if the mainstream culinary world didn't acknowledge Japanese cuisine, they themselves did, and that was enough for them. They Tenten so self-satisfied.

Phoebe was also a little surprised, her small, willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed. Although French cuisine was very good, she didn't know how to cook it. What should she do? She wondered if anyone in the group knew how to cook it.

Krum of Durmstrang was a bit confused. He's the kind of person who spends Tenten eating frozen fish and can't even cook! Are you guys trying to make things difficult for the Northern Europe?

The students from each college had a variety of expressions, some joyful, some wailing, creating a chaotic scene like a vegetable market.

"Everyone, please be quiet. I'm about to introduce the special guest referees for this competition," Headmaster Dumbledore, tapping the table on the stage and deliberately raising his voice.

"Let us welcome our two referees, Sirius Black, and our professor, Professor Snape Severus Snape!"

Harry's dark circles suddenly flickered, and he burst into enthusiastic applause from below—it was his godfather! His godfather was actually acting as referee! It was truly unbelievable.

Black was wearing a British-style plaid suit today, and with his flowing long hair, he attracted a bunch of female fans the moment he stepped on stage, with exclamations of surprise everywhere.

Professor Snape remained the same, as if the shampoo was made by the Potter family. He never used it, not even Scourgify. Perhaps he couldn't bear to part with his greasy hair.

"Hello, dear students, this time Snape and I—hey, tui! Oops, I have a hair on my lip—will be the referees for all of you Champion. Alright, no need for applause, let's get started, shall we?" Sirius was performing enthusiastically on stage, not forgetting to tui Professor Snape.

"Now let's introduce the rules, shall we? First, each house must select a captain. This captain cannot cook; they can only oversee the overall operation. Then, the remaining team members will be responsible for preparing food for all the students and faculty today. Of course, we will provide a menu; you can simply order from it. Each Champion will then begin cooking according to the dishes ordered. The final score will be based on a combination of speed, quantity, and satisfaction to determine the winner! Now, please welcome Snape... hey! Why is his hair always stuck to his mouth? Oh, he doesn't need to speak, does he?"

"Referee Black, may I interpret your recent actions as dissatisfaction with me?" Professor Snape tossed his hair and glared at Sirius.

"Haha, not at all, Snape. You're just being too sensitive, aren't you? Someone like you, with both hair and brains, how could I possibly be dissatisfied with you, right?"