"Professor Lockhart is just testing us." Until this was Hermione's defense, "Haven't you all read the professor's book: "A Year with XZ Snowman"? There is a series of tests arranged by the ancient Huaguo Magic Academy when selecting students. ”

"We haven't read that old liar's braggart novel. When I have time, I'd rather go to the open field and lie down and sleep. It was Hermione's roommate Lavender Brown, who seemed to be born at odds with Hermione, and Melda was at odds with her anyway.

"You are not allowed to say that."

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, Melda hurriedly interjected: "But I've been a little busy lately, and besides, Harry Ron can also teach, you can help each other first." ”

"They're not as good as you teach!" It was Lavender Brown again, she whispered in a sweet, greasy voice.

Well?

Originally, when she heard this, Melda was still a little happy, after all, the eyes of the masses are bright, and we are strong!

But when he saw Lavender Brown's tender eyes, it was not good.

A terrifying truth came to his mind.

Melda quickly glanced at Ron.

Ron, give me something! Ron!!

"I think so too." Ron, who was eating melons on the side, was glanced at by Melda, suddenly excited, and quickly opened his mouth to affirm.

？？？

The Melda people are stupid, big brother who made you agree!

"I don't agree." The critical moment is still Hermione's reliability.

She turned sideways to completely block Melda behind her, and then said to everyone present, "We are a mutual support group, and we can't force others to do anything. Everyone has their own life. ”

"Just like last semester!" Seamus suddenly interjected, and after looking around, he continued: "Just like last semester, it didn't delay anything! ”

"You can't morally kidnap people, and Melda is not obligated to teach you." Hermione continued.

Then a controversy began.

However, Melda, who was at the center of the vortex, didn't continue to say anything, but after seeing Hermione's argumentative appearance, an idea came to his mind.

"Ahem, it's not impossible to promise you. But—" Melda stared at Hermione with an innocent smile.

"I've recently had a small academic problem and need a little favor from Hermione, as long as you can agree, the T.O.D business will be covered with me."

"Are you sure it's an academic issue?" An inexplicable sixth sense jerked Hermione back to reality, and she was keenly aware that Melda didn't seem to have any good intentions.

After all, when is this guy passing by?

But what if what he said was true? Does he really need me?

"Of course. Proper cutting-edge academic issues, I can vouch for it. Melda swore and patted her chest.

"Okay then."

"Oak, then we can do this, take an afternoon out of the week, um... It's Saturday afternoon, T.O.D. group training time, how about it! ”

Melda struck the iron and said quickly.

He just wanted to settle the matter before Hermione could react.

"I agree!" As one of the initiators, Seamus immediately agreed.

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

With the nods of the T.O.D. members one after another, the matter was a foregone conclusion.

Hey, the abduction program was successful!

...

"Here comes the chicken soup!"

Melda had just finished fooling Hermione on her front foot, when the Gemini walked in with a cheerful step on her back foot.

They were followed by three or four house-elves.

"Oh! Melda, did you give these house-elves an aphrodisiac? Fred said with a glimpse as he instructed the elves to place a dozen plates on the table.

"you." Melda rolled her eyes at the two unobtrusive fellows.

"Hey! Don't be shy, isn't there some new potion recipe? Obedient? ”

As he spoke, George also leaned over and put his arms around Melda's neck.

"Tell me, what the hell are you doing?"

"Cut!" Melda pushed George away, slowly pressed it to the table, and opened the covered food.

"Do you know what is the most important thing I brought back from Chang'an Taixue?"

"What is it? Potions? Or is it some magic machine? ”

"Or maybe it's some powerful spell?" Not only the twin stars, but also Melda with a curious expression, and even the onlookers of T.O.D. stared at him expectantly.

"Stupid! It's a recipe. I don't want to eat a bite of spicy chicken British food!! ”

As she spoke, Melda cast a levitation spell without a wand, opening all the plates.

Suddenly, a rich aroma spread.

Beef with black pepper mushrooms.

Sweet and sour tenderloin.

Kung Pao Chicken.

Chicken and sea cucumber soup.

And so on, more than a dozen plates of dishes of different sizes are very visually impactful.

"Mr. Melda, offer us a three-hundred-course recipe." The house-elf on the side looked at Melda affectionately.

"Sir is so great, he donated to us for free, and our recipes were doubled!"

"That's it?" Fred was disappointed. He had no idea that these little things would be taken care of by useless recipes.

Though...

It smells so good!

"You can't finish Melda anyway, so let's help you." As he spoke, Fred took out his wand directly, and with a wave of his hand, he turned several silver cups in front of him into small saucers and knives and forks, and then squeezed them over with a big grin.

"You're using magic for this?"

Melda was extremely protective and used her body to block the hands of the twins who wanted to touch their fingers.

"Stingy!"

George looks like a whack-a-mole, poking in from the left and scooping up a spoonful of diced chicken, then attacking from the right and snatching a piece of fish.

"Don't rob! It's all mine, mine! ”

The ensuing scene was extremely chaotic.

As the Twin Stars continued to try to steal the food, even Ron on the side was eager to try.

Slowly, the number of people grew, and finally Melda had to ask the elves to cook a dozen more dishes and deliver them.

He hasn't eaten yet...

A few house-elves were very enthusiastic about this errand, and for them it was their duty to serve the students at Hogwarts, and the elves were happy to help the students.

Especially after Melda donated 300 recipes for free, this group of young chefs inherited from Mrs. Hufflepuff soared directly to his reputation.

In this way, after a group of elves turned over three times and re-added more than a dozen dishes, this farce finally ended.