I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

As the headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore warmly welcomed the Pandaria representatives.

Dumbledore expressed his heartfelt welcome to the Pandaria representatives, stating that Hogwarts is willing to work with Pandaria, adhering to the principles of mutual benefit, mutual trust, and mutual assistance, to jointly build a harmonious and beautiful world.

Zhu Talan spoke highly of Principal Dumbledore and Hogwarts, and expressed his hope that both sides would further strengthen exchanges and visits and deepen practical cooperation.

During the meeting, both sides exchanged in-depth views and agreed that the bottom line cannot be crossed. Voldemort and his Death Eaters are antisocial and anti-life, and they are completely courting their own destruction. Pandaria is willing to work with Hogwarts to pursue Voldemort and his followers, firmly say "no" to the Voldemort group that attempts to destroy the harmonious and beautiful magical world, and resolutely stop their actions that harm and destroy the world.

Of course, Professor Snape got the result he wanted: Raindrops, Mint Leaves, Golden Lotus, and Fool's Mushrooms were all readily available to him. The Shadows were incredibly wealthy; this was perhaps the foundation they had built up over ten thousand years. The condition was that they would provide him with one gallon of Truth Essence every month.

Professor Snape knew the principle of not asking what shouldn't be asked. He was a person who fully respected buyers and never asked who was buying medicine for what purpose—even if it was poison, he wouldn't ask who it was for.

This is the demeanor of a qualified pharmacist; good children shouldn't try to emulate it.

Now that the consensus had been reached to work together to deal with Voldemort, Headmaster Dumbledore relaxed. It was dinnertime, so he invited the three Pandaren to dine with him in the Great Hall.

I'm not worried that the students will be scared. After all, they've seen plenty of magical creatures, even Veela, so what's a Pandaren?

Perhaps they will encounter even stranger races in the future, so meeting the pandaren now is a good way to prepare them.

As Louis expected, the once noisy Great Hall fell silent the moment they appeared. Everyone stared at the three Pandaren who had appeared in the Great Hall. The most exaggerated was the Weasley twins, who were holding a piece of bread dipped in cream of mushroom soup and even forgot to put it in their mouths.

Thanks to Rita Skeeter's extra work on the Daily Prophet, the students had already seen information about the Otherworld before afternoon classes, so they were somewhat prepared for the sudden appearance of the Pandaren in the Great Hall.

Durmstrang and Beauxbatons' classmates were the same, staring intently at the panda people. They already loved pandas at their age, and now that they saw the panda people, how could they not stare at them for a while?

Dumbledore led the pandas and Louis to the main table. After the pandas were seated, he stretched out his arms to signal the students to be quiet.

"Class, I'm sure you've all seen the newspapers this afternoon," Dumbledore announced loudly. "These three are Pandaren from Pandaria, and of course, our friends. After friendly discussions, we've decided to establish a mutually beneficial relationship with Pandaria... Now, please welcome our three friends with applause!"

A burst of enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted from below. Ron, his eyes fixed on Old Chen, tilted his head and whispered to Harry, "I think this must be Louis's doing. Let's go to his office later and ask him to introduce us to these panda friends, what do you think?"

"That's a brilliant idea, Ron," Harry replied with a grin.

After the introductions were finished, Dumbledore was about to introduce the three pandaren when he suddenly remembered that they might not be able to write English well and didn't know what dishes Hogwarts served. So he tapped the table, and Aslo responded and came over, looking at Dumbledore with his big, cute eyes, waiting for his instructions.

"Go and prepare three menus for the three guests," Dumbledore said simply.

Aslo disappeared upon hearing this, and returned shortly afterward with three illustrated menus, which he handed to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore took the menu and handed it to the Pandaren.

"Ha... I imagine your country must have many traditional delicacies, right?" Old Chen asked with a smile, holding the menu.

Louis's face stiffened. How was he supposed to respond to that? What kind of traditional food would you like to eat? Fish and chips? Canned corned beef? Or Stargazing pie?

It's a little hard to say... Compared to a culinary paradise like Pandaria, England is really... a little...

scarcity.

That's all Louis could say. He especially missed his previous life—his previous life's culinary skills were second to none.

"Try this French food, hey, it's authentic." Louis could only point to the French dishes on the menu, introducing them with a slightly guilty conscience: "Look, this Italian food is also good, and there's German food too. You wouldn't believe it, the sauerkraut with roasted pork knuckle is absolutely amazing, hey, authentic."

Yes, our old Berlin Black Flag has nothing else, but it's all authentic.

That's why the colonists always praise the Germans for building such good sewers; they all learned by digging tunnels.

"Then I'll have this roasted pork knuckle with sauerkraut." Old Chen tapped the menu. "Also, a sausage platter, a braised tripe, and a Ligurian pizza... Hmm... Ah, this cream of mushroom soup looks good, I'll have a baguette with it."

Pandas have big appetites, so Old Chen's appetite is quite normal.

If Durmstrang hadn't come over recently, it's hard to say whether roasted pork knuckle would even be on the Hogwarts menu.

Zhu Talan and Tao Shi followed suit and ordered food. The speed at which the Hogwarts house-elves ordered surprised them greatly. Before long, the dishes they had just ordered were placed in front of them.

"Haha, I can't resist the temptation of delicious food." Old Chen skillfully picked up his knife and fork and sighed, "Actually, chopsticks are more comfortable for me, but I can't help it, when in Rome, do as the Romans do... I remember I once went to the human kingdom, Lordaeron, oh right, that's where I learned how to use a knife and fork."

As he spoke, he cut off a piece of crispy skin from the pork knuckle, dipped it in the yellow mustard on the side, put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes contentedly.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, smiled, and said, "Family, good food, friends—these are the most important things!"

As he spoke, he looked at Louis and Dumbledore: "I hope you can come to Pandaria and experience its culture and customs—and of course, don't forget, it'll be my treat next time."

Well, this was a statement that drove Louis crazy; he had never seen a Pandaren actually invite him to dinner.

"Then it's settled, Mr. Stormstout." Dumbledore nodded with a smile. "I also look forward to visiting Pandaria someday to relax."

"No problem, I'll treat you next time." Old Chen muttered again, then forgot about the knife and fork, and began to wolf down the pork knuckle by chopping it open with his palm.

It seems this braised pork knuckle is a favorite of his.

During the meal, Louis didn't forget to chat with Headmaster Dumbledore. He glanced at Old Chen, who was still wolfing down his food, and asked Dumbledore, "Headmaster, how did your conversation with them at the Ministry of Magic go?"

Dumbledore fiddled with the fries on his plate, saying somewhat absentmindedly, "Fortunately, Cornelius neither expressed clear support nor opposition, making him a neutral party. The other directors have differing opinions on this matter. Supporters believe it's a great opportunity for wizards to walk openly in the sunlight, while opponents believe this new world is full of unknown risks."

"Risk always goes hand in hand with opportunity; they should understand that," Louis said, taking a sip of his juice. "My grandfather once heard a fisherman say that the bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish. There's no such thing as a sure thing in this world."

"They're just trying to take advantage of the situation," Dumbledore said with a light laugh. "I can say I know these Ministry of Magic officials all too well."

"To be cautious about one's life when undertaking great tasks, yet to risk one's life for petty gains?" Louis asked with a smile.

"Your description is very accurate." Dumbledore smiled as well. This young man, Lewis, always seemed to think the same way as him. He truly was the successor he had chosen.

After laughing for a while, Professor Dumbledore continued, "Officials at the Ministry of Magic believed that, in addition to the originally planned Hogwarts, King's Cross Station, and Godric's Hollow, a node between the two worlds could be added to the Ministry of Magic building... The Minister of Magic of France was also at the Ministry of Magic at the time, and he wanted to see you and ask for your opinion?"

"What does he want to see me for?" Louis put down his juice glass.

"It's nothing more than discussing with you when to bring the French wizarding world into the Inner World. I think anyone who isn't a fool will understand the importance of the Inner World to wizards." Dumbledore smiled and continued, "Muggle technology is advancing rapidly. Sooner or later, they will invent technology that can penetrate Muggle Exorcism Charms. At that time, there will inevitably be a small group of people with ulterior motives who will try to sow discord between the wizarding world and Muggles. Actually, it's not impossible for the two worlds to maintain the status quo, provided that wizards are in a sufficiently safe environment."

"And you, Louis, your inner world has provided everyone with just such an opportunity." Headmaster Dumbledore put down his knife and fork, looking intently at Louis. "I believe that it won't be long before the International Confederation of Wizards sends someone to inform you."

"Aren't you the president of the International Confederation of Wizards?" Louis asked hesitantly, unsure of Dumbledore's true intentions.

"The headmaster isn't a king; he can't control everything. Even a king can't make all the decisions," Dumbledore shrugged, speaking casually. "I'm the headmaster of Hogwarts, a member of the British wizarding community. Do you think I can represent the interests of the German wizarding community?"

"That's true." Louis chuckled, about to say something, when he heard Dumbledore's leisurely words.

"Actually, I think you bear the heavy responsibility of connecting the underworld and the magical world. You don't even have time to attend Hogwarts classes. It must be very hard for you."

Louis quickly laughed and denied it, saying, "You're overthinking it, Professor Dumbledore. Actually, I don't..."

"Of course you've had a tough time. Bringing the British wizarding world into the underworld has already exhausted all your magic, not to mention the various potions Professor Snape has treasured. How could you not have had a tough time?" Dumbledore looked at Lewis with a half-smile.

Dumbledore's subtext was that you can't help someone for nothing; you have to get something in return.

Louis immediately understood and seized the opportunity: "Professor, you're right, it's really hard work. This job is not for humans. Sigh... It's quite tiring to bear responsibilities that I shouldn't have at my age at such a young age."

Professor Dumbledore stroked his beard, revealing an expression that suggested the student was teachable.

Louis thought to himself, "I've been following you, you old fox, for so long that I've become corrupted too. Now I'm almost a little fox myself..."

"I will keep track of the potions and herbs I've used during this time," Professor Snape said abruptly. Louis felt that Snape's smile was somewhat bloodthirsty, and he shuddered, thinking that someone was about to suffer a major hemorrhage.

Dumbledore spoke to Lewis in a voice only the two of them could hear: "The wizarding world is not the place for you to promote your so-called 'internationalism.' Let me tell you, these stubborn old guys are afraid of power but not of kindness. If you get them involved in the affairs of the underworld without any cost, they will doubt your motives; if you set a huge price that seems unacceptable to them, they will believe you. Sometimes people are just that strange."

"I understand, Professor." Louis nodded. The valuable life experience that Dumbledore imparted was something he could learn from, after all, he was still naive.

After the main course came the traditional dessert. Tao Shi loved sweets, and she kept asking Aslo to give her three or four more servings of pudding until Zhu Talan stopped her. Only then did she reluctantly throw down the pudding box and slump onto the table in a huff.

"I'm doing this for your own good, Tao Shi." Zhu Talan scooped a small spoonful of pudding, put it in his mouth, and a satisfied expression appeared on his panda face: "As a sword in the shadows, you need to pay attention to your figure at all times. Sweets will make you fat. When you get as fat as Old Chen, let's see how you'll still be able to use your lightness skill."

Tao Shi knew that Zhu Talan was right, but she was still angry. Her chubby face puffed up in waves, which was quite cute.

Louis muttered to himself, "I'm not a Fury fanatic, I'm not a Fury fanatic," then turned to Professor Snape and said, "Professor, I'd like to ask you for a small favor."

Snape didn't even lift his eyelids, and made a nasal "hmm".

Louis was already used to Snape's way of communicating, so he wasn't angry. He smiled and said, "I know Karkaroff has been bothering you lately, it's been a bit annoying. Leave this to me. How about you have him come to my office tonight?"