Jason sees that they're eating a lot, even for frat boys. The massive amount of bacon and sausage is gone quickly, and the pancakes almost all went to Harry, who didn't need the spell's help.

Jason, seeing the dilemma, called his friend at the student union who arranged for several trays of breakfast to be delivered to the house. The boys laid waste to several trays of french toast, sausage and potatoes before they were finally full. The long table in the house living room was packed with guys who pushed back their chairs and breathed slowly. Jason was sure he saw one guy's pants burst; the rest were riding up their shirts with their hands, trying to get comfortable.

Next they...