The Second Round Begins!

"Oh, you two judges, uh... Professor?" Hermione was a little confused. How did these two judges end up arguing with each other? "I think we should talk about serious matters, don't you think?"

"Miss Granger, who gave you permission to speak without permission?" Professor Snape turned to Hermione with a dark expression, his face displeased. "Gryffindor!"

"Hey, Snape, this is a competition, not your classroom," Black said sarcastically. "If you want to show off your professorial Snape, why don't you turn left and head to the dungeons? I think Miss Granger's courage is quite admirable, so, Professor McGonagall, how about adding 20 points to Gryffindor?"

"Alright, you two, shall we continue the match?" Finally, at Headmaster Dumbledore's suggestion, the two kissed each other before resuming their match.

Led by Professor Snape, all the Champion went down to the underground and arrived at the Hufflepuff common room. Professor Snape opened the oil painting in the corridor that was filled with fruit and went in first.

There were no House-elf in the kitchen today; they were all gone, and Su Yu didn't know where they had gone. He touched the spotless stove, his head throbbing with worry about what to do next. As the team leader, he couldn't cook; he could only supervise and assign tasks. So, in the entire team, only one person could cook: Daphne. The others would be doing their job if they didn't cause trouble. Sigh, he couldn't see any hope of winning this competition.

Under Professor Snape's arrangement, students from each house were already standing by their respective kitchens. Each house was to prepare at least 150 breakfasts, but fearing they might be too busy, Headmaster Dumbledore and the other headmasters discussed and decided to prepare very simple dishes.

In the main hall, a huge light screen projected onto the scene, showing everyone in the kitchen. Sirius Black giving an explanation, and all the students were sitting at long tables waiting for their meal.

With a wave of his wand, Professor Snape sent the menus flying into the hands of the Champion as if they had sprouted wings.

There were only two set meals on the paper. Set meal A consisted of fried egg whites with Turkish bacon, a little roasted potato, and a slice of toast. Set meal B was simpler, consisting of scrambled eggs, bacon, fried sausage, and French toast.

Honestly, even if you can't do it with just your hands, it's not much harder than cooking instant noodles. Su Yu looked at the two menus and breathed a sigh of relief. It's so simple, there shouldn't be any problems, right?

"Oh, I forgot to mention, there's also the pre-dinner salad. It needs to be served first. There are only three kinds of fruit: pineapple, strawberries, and cantaloupe. Okay, now, the competition officially begins!"

With a firework-like burst from Professor Snape's wand in the air, the second match of the Eight-Way Championship officially began.

Sirius Black was giving a passionate commentary upstairs. The Mahoutokoro was moving very quickly, already washing the fruit and about to start cutting it. Meanwhile, at Beauxbatons, everything was in perfect order. Several girls were waving their wands, jumping one pineapple after another into the pool and starting to swim freely!

The Koldovstoretz (Russia) was a bit rough around the edges. They didn't even bother washing the fruit; they just started cutting it up. Oh my god, what are these guys at Durmstrang Institute doing? Cutting up a pineapple without peeling it? Do they usually eat it like this?

Oh, never mind, let's look at Sue Fuli's side. He's still assigning tasks, seemingly not in a hurry. Okay, they've finished assigning tasks, but I noticed that Sue Fuli's expression isn't very relaxed. What is he worried about?

The first to finish the appetizer salad was Uagadou! Let's congratulate them! After all, they eat these fruits often, so I guess that's the main reason they were able to finish so quickly! Congratulations to them!

One after another, Champion from several academies brought out the prepared appetizer salads and used magic to teleport them to each student's long table, while Su Yu was furious.

"Fred, George! There are only three kinds of fruit! But where's my pineapple??? Damn it!"

The Weasley twins quickly apologized, saying they had forgotten to put the pineapple in...

There are only three kinds in total, and you can even cut off one of them. Su Yu felt like his blood pressure was about to explode.

At Ilvermorny (United States), ten wands were frying eggs simultaneously, almost smoking from the constant scrambling. Actually, for these two sets of meals, only the eggs needed to be fried. As for the bacon, sausage, and toast, you could just stuff them into the oven and be done with it. It would be hard to mess it up. So the other houses finished very quickly.

But at the Hogwarts Academy, a bunch of people were as anxious as ants on a hot plate.

"Come on, it's just frying an egg, why are you making such a fuss?"

Su Yu looked at Callis, who had almost stabbed Blaise in the eye with her wand, with a headache, and helplessly patted his forehead.

Daphne and the others fared better, they were just a little slow, but Malfoy had already burned the egg whites, the bottom was completely black. Not wanting to redo it, he cleverly put the burnt side down, trying to fool everyone, but Professor Snape, the referee, didn't hesitate to expose him.

"Are you feeding the headmasters of all the houses a sloppy meal? Malfoy? Aren't you afraid that Merlin's portrait will come out at night and chop you up with a knife?"

Professor Snape looked down at the utterly humiliated Malfoy and spoke slowly.

After Harry and Cedric put the bacon in the oven, they were so engrossed in watching the others frantically work that when Cho Chang and Olivia opened the oven, their world collapsed. Looking at the dark, unremarkable strands of "seaweed" on the baking tray, their hearts sank.

"Are you guys making memory modules? Harry, are you going to become a reseller?"

Holding the dark, hard bacon in his hand, Su Yu questioned Harry, Cedric, and the others.

The students at the tables above, who were supposed to eat the food prepared by the Hogwarts Academy, were so hungry they were practically revolting. Why were their meals still not served when the other students had almost finished eating? They were tapping their plates with their forks, completely baffled as to why such a simple meal was taking so long.

What's wrong? Did you run out of eggs and just remove them from the hen's rear end?

Seeing their young Malfoy sweating profusely and wildly waving his wand in a frenzied state, Goyle and Crabbe quickly joined in to help their master. The three of them ended up with a whole pot of fried egg whites, but forgot to add the seasoning...

Blaise was frying toast in the pan when he almost burned the stove. His towel was too close to the heat source, and it burst into flames, shooting high into the air.