Chapter 289: Hufflepuff Is Loved by Everyone

Malfoy's mood was not right.

Before arriving at school, he thought he would have an unprecedented wonderful start this year: his father got the founder's relics and gave them to him as a birthday gift, and the classmates who had seen the magic of those golden cups all showed envious eyes. What's more, he heard that Potter fainted on the train.

He could already imagine the scene of himself holding the golden cup and laughing at Potter.

As a result, Professor White's performance just now was tantamount to giving him a blow: the cup in front of him, in terms of function, was it a little too similar to his three golden cups?

Malfoy felt that the eyes of his companions around him were not right. The attention he loved most in the past now made him feel uneasy.

He pretended to be calm, drank the pumpkin juice in the cup, and then filled it with water. A magical thing happened. The moment the water filled the cup, the water in the cup turned into pumpkin juice.

Malfoy: ...

The sweet pumpkin juice turned bitter in his mouth. Confused, he decided to send an email to his father after dinner to let him confront that damn Borgin.

The "sight" Malfoy felt was actually an illusion. Now the little wizards in the whole hall were amazed by the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. How could they have the leisure to watch Malfoy's joke?

Les was also amazed by Helga: Is this magic effect a bit too outrageous?

It is not difficult to conjure wine glasses for hundreds of students and fill them with mulled wine, but it is quite outrageous to apply Transfiguration to hundreds of cups at the same time. In the end, the magic of turning the clear water in hundreds of cups into pumpkin juice and continuing to "refill the cups" is amazing. Les himself can't do it. He doesn't have as high attainments in food magic as Helga.

But Les didn't believe that Helga could directly turn water into pumpkin juice. She must have used a trick.

Rice raised the cup and looked at it carefully, and soon discovered the little trick played by Hufflepuff: these wine glasses were copied by the copying spell.

Hufflepuff made a special copper cup in advance, and then copied hundreds of them with the copying spell. These copied cups are the same as the real ones in terms of function, but the storage time depends on the amount of magic power provided by Hufflepuff.

As for what kind of drink can be transformed, it is probably fixed at the beginning. Even if no one in the audience shouted "pumpkin juice", Hufflepuff would choose this option.

This explains it. Although the magic level required to do this is still frighteningly high, it is still within the scope of understanding.

If Hufflepuff can really cast such a high-level food magic on hundreds of cups at once, then Rice thinks that she really doesn't need to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. It would be much better to teach food magic.

After a stunning opening speech, Hufflepuff sat back in her seat and chatted with her future colleagues.

"What do you want to drink? I can make it." Hufflepuff looked at her colleagues with a smile, giving the professors the privilege of "ordering".

She had taken extra classes and was familiar with most modern dishes and drinks.

Seeing that they could order freely, many professors were eager to try. Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and asked Helga if she could give her a glass of lemon-flavored Perrier.

"Of course, please." Hufflepuff tapped Professor McGonagall's cup with her wand, and bubbling water flowed out from the bottom of her cup, filling her glass, and there was a faint smell of lemon in the air.

"Thank you!" Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows, took the glass in front of her, and tasted it carefully - it was indeed the drink she ordered.

"I want mead, if possible, change it to a larger cup." Seeing that Professor McGonagall got what she wanted, Hagrid also quickly made his request.

He was in a very good mood today and wanted to have two cups.

"No problem, but you don't need to change the cup, just pour the wine out directly." Hufflepuff knocked on Hagrid's glass twice, and the liquid in his glass turned into amber liquid.

Hagrid picked up the glass and poured the wine into a goblet beside him. As a result, the goblet was full, and the wine in the small copper cup was not yet at the bottom.

Hagrid:!

Judging from the volume, ten small copper cups could not fill the goblet, but the result was unexpected.

"It's amazing!"

"This is magic." Hufflepuff looked at the other professors, wondering if they had any requests.

Professor Flitwick said a little embarrassedly: "Please give me a glass of sherry juice mixed with soda water with ice."

Professor McGonagall glared at him: Are you here to make trouble? Do you really think this is a bar?

Flitwick smiled awkwardly: It's a limit test. He wants to see where the limit of Professor White's magic is, but he has no malice.

This request was not difficult for Hufflepuff. He only needed to conjure up sherry juice and then soda water. As for ice cubes, it was even easier.

Dumbledore ordered a glass of ice wine with a texture like syrup and enjoyed it happily.

Professor Sprout of Hufflepuff College watched all this, and the whole person was fascinated. It was not until Professor McGonagall poked her that she reacted and asked Professor White for a cup of black tea.

When the steaming black tea was brought to her, Sprout couldn't help asking, "You seem to be very good at food magic?"

Hufflepuff nodded. She was indeed the best food magician in a thousand years. Her ability was not only to conjure drinks and use tricks to give food rich flavors, but she could also give food some special effects.

"Unheard of, unseen." Professor Sprout sighed.

"Maybe it's lost." Hufflepuff sighed. None of her students really inherited her food magic completely.

But what she just used was not food magic. She bought a lot of drinks in advance, and then she summoned these drinks from her inventory when other teachers wanted to drink.

Thinking of this, Hufflepuff glanced at Hagrid, who had already drunk three cups of mead, and silently stopped the spell in his cup. If she drank any more, her stock would be gone.

Under the catalysis of various drinks, the atmosphere in the teacher's seat became joyful. Everyone had a very good impression of the new professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

The atmosphere of the banquet was excellent. The house elves in the kitchen did their best to let the little wizards who came from afar and were drenched in rain enjoy a very rich opening banquet.

After the last piece of caramel pudding disappeared from the plate, Dumbledore gave an order, and the opening banquet was truly over. The little wizards stood up and returned to the common room from the hall.

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