Hogwarts dinners mainly consisted of British cuisine.
But they were not limited to British dishes.
As long as the house-elves could make it, it could be found at the feast.
Overall, Leon ate quite comfortably, at least until Dumbledore brought out Cockroach Cluster sweets after dinner.
"No, there's no way I'm eating that. Compared to Cockroach Clusters, I'd rather go to the library and read right now."
Thus, as soon as the celebration ended, Leon buried himself in the Hogwarts library.
Two days quickly passed.
Over those two days,
Dumbledore contacted the Ministry of Magic and joined forces with the Aurors to begin dismantling the remaining Death Eater forces.
Without Voldemort's leadership, the Death Eaters lost their cohesion and nearly collapsed at the first blow.
With Snape, a former Death Eater, and the Malfoys leading the way,
in just two days,
more than half of the pure-blood families that had recently joined Voldemort were arrested by the Ministry of Magic, awaiting trial and eventual imprisonment in Azkaban.
Meanwhile, Leon spent those two days finishing the books and thoroughly grasping the magical knowledge within Hogwarts.
He was just about to find Dumbledore when Mordo and the others stopped him.
"Leon, you told us to communicate with the wizards here on our own first, but we can't communicate at all!" Wong complained tearfully.
Mordo agreed. "Rather than mages, they're more like wizards or spellcasters. They all rely on the magical power inside their bodies to cast spells. They just open their mouths, wave a wand, and the spell comes out. There's no process to learn at all."
Tony crossed his arms. "I noticed that too. But you should have a solution, right?"
Banner grimaced. "I haven't even had time to learn magic these past two days. Hulk keeps wanting to come out