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Dahlia Dursley looked at the girl with blond hair and blue eyes in the mirror, lost in thought. When she discovered that she had traveled through time and became Harry's eldest cousin, she should have realized that something was wrong with the world. Hidden in Hagrid's pink umbrella is a giant boning knife. This is not a normal gamekeeper. Snape is a genius hotpot prince, and the first lesson in Potions class is about scalding the belly. Is this really okay? Gryffindor doesn't like spicy food, Ravenclaw follows the sauce rules, Slytherin respects the original taste of ingredients, and Hufflepuff says it's okay to eat it! Voldemort and Death Eaters were killing people more than ten years ago just to boycott air fryers and microwave ovens in the non-magical world? Is there something wrong with this? What about Hogwarts and the Wizarding World? ! Dalia casually took out her beloved kitchen knife and waved it, "Ma Po Tofu!" The next moment, raging flames surged out. She sighed. "This should be considered magic, right? However, there may be something wrong with my way of traveling..."