Hogwarts Founding anniversary

It was Harry's seventh year. It was mid May. Today was the day the school was founded. As always, there would be a banquet for which two students from each house would be get cooked. As always, these students would be chosen by the director and the teachers. And as the school speaker, Harry had the honor of helping the house elves with the preparing of the choosen students. He hoped that none of his friends were among the selected ones.
He was now having breakfast with all the other students in the great hall, waiting that professor Dumbledore would announce who would be on the menu tonight.
But he didn't have to wait long for Dumbledore to come to the lectern. "I will now tell you which eight students will have the great honor of being our dinner tonight. But before that, I would like to say that the choosen ones please come around 3:00 p.m. to the school grounds where they will tell the house elves and our school speaker Mr. Potter how they want to be get cooked. There is a choice between the following methods:
- be cooked in a soup pot
- skewered and roasted over coals
- be magically cooked or
- baked in the oven - either with / or without filling
And now for the names. Daphne Greengrass and Theodor Nott from Syltherin. Alina McCoy and Terry Boot from Hufflepuff. Helena Asur and Arthur Wanders from Ravenclaw. From Gryffindor Mark Tompson and Hermione Granger. "
Harry was shocked at the last name. His best friend should be cooked tonight. It had to be a nightmare. He pinched his arm. But it wasn't a dream. It was a bitter reality. Still shocked, he looked at Hermione. But instead of being shocked, she had a smile on her face. That confused Harry even more.
Hermione seemed to notice what was going on in Harry. She meant addressed to him. "It's okay. I even hoped to be selected. I've dreamed of ending up as a flesh girl since the first year. It's supposed to be a very nice death. Don't be too sad. I'm relying on you tonight. "
Harry, who had now recovered from his shock, stared at Hermione after these words. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. She was looking forward to being cooked. It was incomprehensible to him, but ok. Now he and Hermione and their other friends should rather enjoy the last day together.
So it happened. They had a lot of fun together.
At 3 p.m. he and Hermione made their way to the castle grounds. Hermione then joined the other students who were going to be cooked. The elves had already prepared a lot. They came up to the group and the chief house elf then asked how who would like get cooked. Like Alina McCoy and Helena Ausur, Daphne Greengrass wanted to be get spit roasted. Theodor Nott and Mark Thomson had chosen the soup pot. Arthur Wanders wanted to be cooked magically. Terry Boot just wanted to be cooked in the oven. Hermione also wanted to be cooked in the oven, but before that she wanted to be properly stuffed with vegetables pieces. More vegetables should be spread all over her body.
Together the house elves and Harry then undressed all eight students and washed their bodies thoroughly. The entire body hair, except for the head hair, was then shaved off.

The elves then magically emptied the stomachs, intestines and bladders of the eight students. Theodor and Mark then climbed into the soup pots. The other six were then rubbed with gravy by the elves and Harry. Harry was particularly concerned with Hermione. After all six shone properly, the elves showed Harry how to impale a girl. They pushed a spit through Daphne Grenngrass, starting with her cunt. Harry should then impale Alina and Helena while the elves want to take care of Theodor and Mark. Harry should also take care of Hermione. Harry then started with Helena. Then she was quickly impaled and her arms and legs were quickly tied to the spit. Then when Harry tried to impale Alina, she asked him quietly if he could not impale her through the ass instead of the cunt. She would still be a virgin and would like to stay it if possible. Harry naturally did her the favor and shoved the spit in her ass instead of the cunt. Alina smiled gratefully at him. Alina was also impaled and tied up shortly afterwards, so that Harry could now devote himself to his best friend.
The elves had placed a large bowl of pieces of vegetables next to Hermione. Harry then took a handful and then passed that hand through Hermione's cunt to her uterus, where he released the pieces of vegetables. In this way, more and more pieces of vegetables got into Hermione's uterus. Harry noticed that Hermione was enjoying it. Whenever he moved his hand and arm in her cunt, she moaned lustily. By the time her uterus was filled to the brim, she had had at least three orgasms, Harry estimated. The mix of vegetables and her pussy juice would be delicious later, Harry thought. He had come to terms with the fact that Hermione would be cooked today. After Harry finished filling her uterus, it looked like Hermione was pregnant with triplets in the ninth month. Now he spread the remaining vegetables over her body and then looked at his work. He had to admit that Hermione was already looking delicious. However, this also applied to the others.
The elves also finished the preparing of Theodor and Mark and came back to Harry.
The first thing they spoke was the spell for cooking Arthur. Then they let the pans with Hermione and Terry float in the oven and turned it on. Then they let the three girls on a spits float over the coals and cast the spells so that they would turn as soon as the coals were lit.
Harry then had the honor of lighting the coals.
Hermione enjoyed the slowly rising warmth in the oven. It was like a sauna. She started rubbing her cunt, so excited she was. It was a nice feeling lying in a grill pan in the oven. The warmth increased over time and she felt a tingling sensation all over her body. That only made her more excited. Since she was in the oven, she had so many orgasms in a row like she never had. Her pussy juice would definitely make a great mix with the vegetable pieces. And her pussy fillet would also taste great if it was soaked with pussy juices. Soon she felt how her meat started to cook. That feeling was just great too. And above all, the smell that emanated from her was just heavenly. After almost an hour in the oven, the heat became unbearable. She felt her strength weaken more and more. Soon after, she had one last great orgasm and closed her eyes contentedly. Two fingers were still in her soaking wet cunt.
The others also enjoyed the feeling of being cooked. Especially the two youngest of them, Alina and Helena, had enjoyed this last experience, even if they were the first to die. Daphne Grenngrass died last. She had even managed to move her tied hands so that she could rub her skewered cunt and reach multiple orgasms. However, their number could not keep up with that of Hermione.

Harry had checked the right one here and there during the cooking process. That was how he had naturally seen through the oven door, what Hermione had been doing.
He even managed to get Hermione's cunt and the two fingers stuck in it, during the banquet. He really had to say that his best friend's pussy fillet, had just tasted great. And the filling as a side dish had also tasted excellent.
He also tasted the meat of the other students, but no meat of the others could match Hermione's meat. But every meat he taste was very delicious. In addition to Hermione's cunt fillet, a breast from Alina tasted best.
He thought it was a shame that it was his last year at Hogwarts. Because the banquets in the past school years had always also been excellent.

Hermione and the others watched the whole thing from the sky and were proud that their meat was so well received by their classmates. Hermione particularly liked that Harry had secured her pussy fillet. All 8 were happy.