Scoop a spoonful of the prepared garlic sauce and pour it over the oysters, sprinkle a few chopped peppers, and the fragrance will gradually spread.

"It smells so good!" Irina's eyes lit up as she looked at the oysters garnished with a brightly coloured garlic sauce, their juices dancing under the charcoal fire.

McGonagall flipped the lamb skewers, sprinkled them with various spices, and placed them directly on a long plate with a handful of green chopped green onions.

At the same time, the spicy crayfish on the side are almost properly juiced, and four large crayfish are served on a large plate, and the first batch of oysters from the grill are sandwiched on the plate.

"The rest will be baked later." McGonagall handed Irina the oysters and crayfish, took two beers herself, and walked out of the kitchen with the skewers.

Three large plates, which almost fill an entire table.

The red spicy crayfish holding large broken tongs, the small mountain of lamb skewers sprinkled with chopped green onions, and the neatly arranged oyster juice is abundant, accompanied by a large glass of beer, such a late-night snack is simply not too good.

"Who else have you seen besides Qiao Xiu?" McGonagall asked casually as she took a sip of her glass.

"Dracula, this time he is here to attend the meeting on behalf of the vampire clan, I have already made an appointment with him to hold another grazing exhibition, take advantage of the limelight of this meeting, and sell a batch of advance tickets first." Irina snapped off a prawn claw and said as she peeled the shell.

"He agreed?" McGonagall was amazed, knowing that Dracula was now one of the only two ancestors of the vampire clan, and his status and status were not the same as back then.

"Back then, he could agree to one million copper coins, but this time our goal is two billion copper coins, how could he refuse, I even have a name, it's called ''The 10th Anniversary Traveling Exhibition of the Grass Diary of the Strongest Vampire Ancestor on the Surface!' Not bad, right? Irina said with a smile.

"That's a good name." McGonagall raised her eyebrows, but Jay Chou didn't dare to say that he could earn two billion on a concert tour, where did they get their confidence?

Irina quickly finished a shrimp claw and picked up an oyster.

"This shell smells so good." Irina sniffed first, and the umami mixed with the aroma of garlic wafted to her face, and the golden garlic mixed with red peppers and green onions spread all over the surface.

"Start with chopsticks and eat with the soup." McGonagall also picked up an oyster and showed Irina how to eat it.

The palm-sized oysters, the meat is extraordinarily full, and the mouth is almost filled with a bite of it, and when you bite into it, the soft oyster meat is cut, and the delicious juice splashes in the mouth, and the sweet and spicy taste of the garlic after roasting overflows, pushing the deliciousness to another level, bringing waves of pleasure to the taste buds.

This was the first time McGonagall had grilled oysters herself, but the garlic was made with garlic crayfish, the heat of the roast beef and lamb skewers, and the pinnacle of the oysters.

The oyster swallowed, and McGonagall took a sip of the remaining soup from the shell, then took a big sip from her glass, her eyebrows gradually stretched, and there was that smell.

"It looks good." Irina also learned to use chopsticks to base the oyster meat, but it was a bit difficult for her to eat the fat oyster meat in one bite, so she opened her mouth and bit half of it.

The sweet and savory flavor bursts in your mouth with the soup and your taste buds dance to it, a delicious taste that can only be tasted by the sea, as if you have just been fished out of the sea and put on the grill.

The smooth and wonderful taste, like a tofu brain, almost melts in the mouth with a light bite, and the hard shell is wrapped in such a soft inside, almost melting.

The aroma of the garlic flavor blooms, giving the oysters a more delicious taste, and the taste buds on the tongue are already addicted, and the spicy taste is like the finishing touch, as if to remind her to eat the remaining half of the oysters quickly.

"Zi Yu."

The other half of the oyster meat also entered Irina's mouth, and by the way, she sucked a little of the soup from the shell.

"Ah~~"

"It's a satisfying taste!"

Irina took a big sip of beer and put down her glass and exclaimed with satisfaction.

"Do you like it?" McGonagall asked with a smile as she picked up the kebabs.

"It's not amazing, I never thought shells would be so delicious." Irina nodded, her eyes crooked like a crescent moon.

"I'll bake you another dozen later." McGonagall said with some pampering.

"Okay." Irina couldn't wait to pick up the second roasted oyster.

"Hmph, you're eating supper behind my back."

At this moment, a soft voice with a little anger sounded from the direction of the staircase.

McGonagall and Irina froze at the same time, looking back.

Amy stood at the top of the stairs with her eyes rubbed, looking at them and a table of food with a look of disbelief, her mouth deflated, how aggrieved she was.

The ugly duckling poked his head out of her feet, his eyes empty, and he didn't seem to wake up.

"Uh, Xiaomi, things are not what you think......" McGonagall stood up, her expression was slightly embarrassed, the little guy usually sleeps quite soundly, why did he wake up today.

"I don't listen, I don't listen, my father just wants to have supper with my mother, I just don't want to ask Amy to eat with me......" Amy said aggrievedly.

"Millet come here, your father baked super delicious shells today, let's eat them together as a family of three." Irina smiled and beckoned to Amy.

"Baked shells? Is it really delicious? Amy's eyes unconsciously turned, looking at the shells lined up on the table, and secretly swallowed.

"Of course, I don't believe I can eat it for you." Irina picked up the oysters and fed them to her mouth, then chewed them with a satisfied face.

"Well, then I'll forgive you for the sake of the delicious shells." Amy stumbled over, pulled out a chair and sat down between McGonagall and Irina.

"The shell can't be eaten." McGonagall smiled and brought her a plate and a pair of chopsticks, then took an oyster and placed it in front of her.

As long as there is good food, there is no better child to coax than Amy.

"It's a big shell, it's the size of my face." Amy held the oyster with both hands, said in surprise, first stepped forward to take a sip of the soup, then picked up the chopsticks and cocked the oyster meat, opened her mouth and took a bite, her big blue eyes suddenly lit up, she chewed and swallowed happily, and took another bite, just like a little squirrel, and after a while, she finished eating an oyster.

"It's so delicious!" Amy held the oyster shell and licked it inside, as if she had discovered a new continent.