"Penelope, will you be our French snail baked?"

"Penelope, what's the starry pie? I'll make a vegetable salad... Can you chop the vegetables for me?"

"Emily, Morgan Lefay is going to let us do it ourselves. ”

......

As soon as Helena floated into the kitchen, she noticed that in front of the very bright bell-shaped crystal glass covers, several witches were chattering about the various ingredients stored inside—Fleur and Emily were all around Penelope, and Hermione was shaking her head in disagreement with Emily, insisting that she should do it herself.

"Helena, you were called by Morgan Lefay too?" Fleur saw the female ghost come in, thinking that she was usually favored and was also called in by Albert's mother, and couldn't help but be a little timid about this cooking show.

"I helped my grandmother bring in the plates, and she asked me to help her keep an eye on them. Helena doesn't have a good attitude towards Penelope, but she has a normal attitude towards Fleur and Emily.

Unlike to Luna and Hermione, Penelope knew that the female ghost of the House was Alan's daughter, and she didn't have any antagonistic feelings towards her so as not to upset the other Harris, she just nodded to her as a greeting.

Emily obviously thought of this as well, and she immediately took Penelo's hand: "Penelope, I just knocked on the portrait, Bonnie said that Helga went to Toby's village and won't come back for a while, if you can't help me, give us some guidance." ”

Penelope was very helpful to Fleur and Emily's pleas, she walked to the hanger and retrieved an apron to put on her body, and looked at Hermione again, as if she wanted to wait for her to ask for help.

Hermione understood Penelope's intentions very well, and she patted the recipe she had just taken out, "Monica, the owner of Little Mama's Cake Shop, gave me her recipe, which is a new type of cheesecake she created after learning Helga's recipe at the temple, I heard that it tastes better than the previous one, as long as I follow the recipe strictly, I will definitely be fine." ”

This made Penelope frown, she noticed that Hermione seemed to be premeditated like this, which made her angry with a sense of crisis, and she snorted interferingly: "Hmph, cooking is not your class, you can't make anything delicious with such rigidity, you think you can be a chef in this way?"

"As long as you put your mind to it, everyone can be a chef..."Hermione defended unconvinced, and then, with some pretending to be triumphant, she took out a set of tools from her waist bag that only needed to make high-grade potions, and also took a set of measuring cups and scales that were only used in Muggle experiments.

"Then you should be here with your heart..."Penelope said impatiently, and then beckoned Fleur and Emily and began to advise them, making Emily make Yorkshire pudding and arranging roast beef for Fleur, as if to make Fleur and Emily perform better than Hermione.

After grabbing some food from the food storage area, the kitchen calmed down for a while, but the scene gradually changed to Hermione alone, while Penelope with Fleur and Emily on the side, laughing and laughing.

Hermione, who was standing in front of the large fireplace, just glanced at it, then added a large slice of butter to the cheese, staring directly at the wand-only blender squeezing hard in the bowl, and the current situation reminded her of the difficult days when she first arrived at Hogwarts, after being assigned to Gryffindor, almost no lion cubs wanted to make friends with an honor student like her, and she had to read books and complete her homework alone in the library.

Floating to the ceiling, in the blind spot of everyone's blind spot, Helena noticed this, although she was sought after by everyone because of her mother since she was a child, but she could understand this emotion because she was unable to make real friends because of it, so she thought about it, and let herself float next to Hermione, she didn't say anything but looked down at Miss Jack-of-all-trade, who was much smaller than her, cooking—which made Hermione feel a lot better, and she looked up and smiled gratefully at Helena.

Fleur, who has the bloodline of a charming baby who is good at detecting human emotions and seducing them, also noticed the situation here, and she didn't think Daisy and the other girls got along well, she took the initiative to speak: "Hermione, come here, Morgan Lefay just asked Penelope not to help, didn't say that we can't help ourselves." ”

Feeling Helena and Fleur's kindness, Hermione shook her head to shake off the bad memories and asked in a puzzled tone, "Hmm, Fleur... You French people have a lot of research on cheese, do you know how much to stir this cake is the best way, and the recipe says how much is when it's mixed to the right amount?"

"It was fine three minutes ago. Penelope sneered at the side of his mouth, "I'm sorry, Miss Jack-of-all-trades, I thought this was a special recipe for your recipe." ”

Hermione's face flushed as if it were an explosion, and she stiffened her thanks, then turned her attention back to the recipe and turned back to the previous page to start over.

"Penelope, let's watch it all for us, I haven't cooked either..."Fleur looked at Hermione and Penelope, and cautiously suggested.

"Penelope, help me see, how big is the empty space in the middle of this dough?" Emily directly asked Penelope for help, pretending to inadvertently interrupt Fleur's invitation, and then looked back at Sister-in-law Meiwa, "Fleur, last time you were at your wedding, I heard your dad say that your grandma was easy to get angry, and then turned into throwing fireballs at your grandfather?"

"It needs to be large enough, preferably concentric circles about two-thirds of the total area. Penelope smiled and looked much more sincere to Emily.

"Thank you Fleur, I still have a recipe, it won't be a big problem to follow it, I want to do it myself. Hermione pointed a little angrily and flipped it back, her gaze meeting that of Penelope, and then she looked away with a blank face, her chin raised.

Hermione picked up the pot and tossed all the stirred cheese aside to keep it for her, then turned and walked over to the clasped crystal bell jars to get some new ingredients.

"Well, actually my family is all my grandfather and dad doing... If my grandpa couldn't cook, my grandma would throw fireballs at him. Fleur was a little embarrassed to think of a more light-hearted way to ease the atmosphere, and then noticed Helena standing aside, and asked tentatively dryly, "Helena, why don't you go and help Hermione give her a hand?" ”

To Fleur's surprise, Helena, who usually doesn't communicate much with Hermione and Penelope, nodded at this time, and really floated over and followed Hermione.

Penelope watched Helena's movements in silence and seemed a little surprised, and she was very worried to hear Hermione confidently describe the effect of the recipe continuously, then she gave Fleur and Emily a task to focus on the food in front of them, and then she pretended to take a walk and carefully moved a few steps to look at the recipe with her excellent eyesight and height advantage.

Flipped the page of the recipe with her fingers, with experience, Penelope made a rough estimate and found that this dish would taste good if it was made, which made her frown, and suddenly, Penelope noticed the black golem lube on the diary, her eyes rolled, she looked up and looked around, Fleur and Emily were working together on the Sunday roast that required roast beef and Yorkshire pudding, and Hermione seemed to be a little happy because of Helena's kindness, standing in front of the locker to communicate with each other.

Thinking of Hermione's confident words, Penelope hooked her mouth, flipped through the pages of the recipe, then pointed with her finger, and then smiled at Fleur and Emily calmly: "The Sunday roast also needs to be served with baked potatoes, these three side dishes are not too complicated, Morgan Lefay is very good at this dish, she will be very happy." ”