"Penello, would you make our French baked snail?"

"Penello, what's the Star Pie? I'll make a vegetable salad... Can you help me cut vegetables?"

"Emily! Morgan LeFay wants us to come by ourselves."

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As soon as Helena floated into the kitchen, she noticed that in front of the dazzling bell-shaped crystal glass covers, several witches were chattering against the various ingredients stored inside - Furong and Emily were surrounding Penelo, while Hermione was shaking her head to Emily who disagrees with her and stressing that she wanted to complete it independently.

"Helena? You were also called by Morgan LeFay?" Furong saw the female ghost coming in, thinking that she was favored by Albert's mother, and couldn't help but feel a little timid about this cooking show.

"I'll help grandma put the plate in, and she wants me to help her stare." Helena didn't have any good looks to Penelo, but her attitude towards Furong and Emily was pretty normal.

Unlike Luna and Hermione, Penelo knew that the female ghost in the academy was Allen's daughter, so she would not have any confrontation with her to avoid making the rest of Harris unhappy. She just nodded to her and said hello.

Emily obviously thought of this layer, so she immediately grabbed Penelo's hand: "Penelo, I just knocked on the portrait. Bonnie said that Helga went to Toby Village to visit him and would not come back for the time being. If you can't help me, please give us some guidance."

Facing Furong and Emily's request for help, Penelo was very helpful. She walked to the hanger and grabbed an apron and put it on her body. She looked at Hermione, as if she wanted to wait for her to ask her for help.

Hermione understood Penelo's intention very well. She took pictures of the recipe she had just taken out. "Monica, the owner of the Little Mom Cake Shop, gave me her recipe. This is a new cheesecake created by her own after learning the Helga recipe in the temple. I heard that the taste is even better than before. As long as I strictly follow the recipe, it will be fine."

This made Penelo frown. She realized that Hermione seemed to have planned it before, which made her angry with her sense of crisis. She snorted interferingly: "Hmph, cooking is not something you can do in class. You can't make any delicious food so rigidly. Do you think you can be a chef in this way?"

"As long as you are careful, everyone can be a chef..." Hermione argued unconvincedly, and then pretended to be proud, she took out a set of tool kits that were needed to make advanced magic potions from her pocket, and also took a set of measuring cup scales and other things that Muggles would only be used for testing.

"Then you just take care of yourself here..." Penelo said impatiently, then greeted Fleur and Emily, and began to give them advice, asking Emily to make Yorkshire pudding, and arranged roast beef for Fleur, as if he wanted Fleur and Emily to perform better than Hermione.

I took some food from the food storage area, and the kitchen calmed down temporarily, but the scene gradually became Hermione alone, while Penelo brought Furong and Emily on the side, quarreling and laughing.

Standing in front of the large fireplace, Hermione took a look and added a large piece of butter to the cheese, staring at the mixer that was only known by the wand, stirring hard in the bowl. The current situation reminded her of the difficult days when she arrived in Hogwarts. After being assigned to Gryffindor, almost no Lion was willing to make friends with a top student like her, and she could only read books alone in the library to complete her homework.

He floated to the ceiling, and in the blind spots of everyone's sight, he was not noticed. Although he was sought after by everyone because of his mother since childhood, he was unable to make real friends, but could understand this emotion. So she thought about it and let herself float to Hermione. She didn't say anything but looked down at Miss Wanshima, who was much smaller than her, cooking - this made Hermione much better. She raised her head and squeezed out a smile at Helena with gratitude.

Furong, who is good at detecting human emotions and fascinating, also noticed the situation here. Not only did Daisy get along well with other girls, she took the initiative to speak: "Hermione, come here quickly, Morgan LeFey just asked Penelo not to help, and didn't say we can't help ourselves."

Feeling the kindness of Helena and Furong, Hermione shook her head and threw away the bad memories, and asked in a puzzled tone: "Well, Furong... You French are quite knowledgeable about cheese. Do you know what degree of stirring this cake is most appropriate? How much is this when the recipe says it is mixed to a moderate amount?"

"It'll be fine three minutes ago." Penelo raised his lips and sneered, "Sorry, Miss All News, I thought this was a special recipe for your recipe."

Hermione's face turned red like an explosion, and she said thanks stiffly, then turned back to the recipe and turned to the previous page to start over.

"Penello, please help us watch it. I haven't cooked much..." Furong looked at Hermione and Penelo and suggested carefully.

"Penello, please help me see how big is the dough left?" Emily asked Penelo for help and pretended to interrupt Furong's invitation inadvertently, then looked back at Meiwa's sister-in-law, "Furong, last time at your wedding, I heard your father say that your grandma is prone to getting angry, and then turned to throw the fireball at your grandpa?"

"It needs to be a concentric circle that takes up about two-thirds of the total area." Penelo looked much more sincere when facing Emily with a smile on his face.

"Thank you Furong, I still have the recipe. As you do, there will be no big problems. I want to do it myself." Hermione pointed at her angrily and turned back again. Her eyes met Penelo who was looking at her, and then moved away expressionlessly, raising her delicate chin.

Hermione picked up the pot and poured all the stirred cheese on the side to keep it for her Crook Hill, then turned around and walked towards the clasped crystal bell covers to re-take some ingredients.

"Well, in fact, my grandfather and dad are all doing it at my house... If my grandfather doesn't cook, my grandmother will throw fireballs at him." Furong thought of a more sluggish statement that would ease the atmosphere, and then noticed that Helena was standing aside and asked tentatively, "Helena, why don't you go and help Hermione get her? You can learn it by the way."

To Furong's surprise, Helena, who usually didn't communicate with Hermione and Penelo, nodded at this time and actually floated over and followed Hermione behind.

Penelomo looked at Helena's movements silently and seemed to be a little chewy. Hearing Hermione's continuous and confident description of the recipe made her very worried. Then she assigned a task to Furong and Emily to keep their attention on the food in front of her. Then she pretended to take a walk and moved it over a few steps in a few words with her outstanding vision and height advantages.

I turned the recipe through the air with my fingers. With my experience, Penelo roughly estimated that the dish should taste good if it was made, which made her frown. Suddenly, Penelo noticed the black golem lubricant in the diary. Her eyes turned, and she looked up and looked around. Fleur and Emily were working together to make the Sunday barbecue that required roast beef and Yorkshire pudding. Hermione seemed to be a little happy because of Helena's kindness and was standing in front of the locker to communicate with each other.
Chapter completed!