As Dumbledore's voice fell, the food was brought out one dish after another.
Calling it "brought out" was perhaps putting it too lightly.
Under the House-Elves' magical control, each dish was delivered before every professor and student, accompanied by matching tableware.
This was an upscale dinner, complete with special menus, tableware, and service.
Many students had never experienced anything like it, and they were filled with curiosity.
Before such formal French cuisine, Remus Lupin, Professor McGonagall, and Severus Snape appeared somewhat ceremonial, carrying themselves with solemnity and elegance.
Even Harry, Ron Weasley, and the others had no choice but to quiet down before such food, speaking in low voices as they enjoyed the meal.
French culinary culture had a long history. Since the time of Louis XIV, France's culinary diplomacy had been renowned throughout the world. At the height of French banquets, as many as two hundred dishes could be served at a single meal.
The French most loved snails and frog legs, favored cheese above all else, prized foie gras as their most valuable dish, and regarded fried steak with shredded potatoes as home cooking.
Moreover, the French were world champions at drinking, especially wine.
"With such wonderful food before us, if Professor Kate were here as well, tonight's dinner would be even more interesting, Dumbledore," Madame Maxime said, sweeping her gaze over the professors' table before looking at Dumbledore beside her.
"I agree with you, Madame Maxime." Professor McGonagall smiled and said, "You may not know this, but Professor Kate looks exceptionally handsome when enjoying French cuisine. That aristocratic air about him is simply captivating."
After hearing this, Madame Maxime placed her hands before her cheeks, her expression full of anticipation. "That truly sounds delightful."
Dumbledore chuckled. "Though it is regrettable, there will be opportunities. Professor Kate is