Chapter 47

So, Snape is never a soft-hearted person.

Snape's heart was already filled with murderous intent.

However, Erwin did not react.

Instead, he was somewhat expectant.

Of course, he knew why there was no food in front of him.

Because he was about to eat the summer vegetables he had been longing for.

Sure enough, the next moment.

The table changed again.

Dishes appeared one after another.

Four dishes and one soup, very standard summer specifications.

A bowl of rice, and a pair of chopsticks.

The young wizards were stunned.

Snape also widened his eyes.

To be honest, he had been in Hogwarts for so many years, and he never knew that the house-elves in Hogwarts had such a level.

That's right, they were treated differently.

But it turned out that they were the difference.

Dumbledore looked at the food on Erwin's table.

He smiled and said, "It seems! Our Mr. Erwin is also welcomed even by the house-elves!"

The other professors also smiled.

Hogwarts never refuses privileges.

Only if you are good enough, you will have privileges.

This is Hogwarts.

If you have the ability, you will be able to get everything you want.

Summer vegetables are exquisite in color, aroma and taste.

Although the little wizards around did not taste it.

However, just from the appearance and the faint aroma.

It has already made them hungry.

On the long table of Gryffindor.

Ron's eyes were red with jealousy.

"Evil Slytherin, their privileges have begun to affect the elves of Hogwarts! This is unfair!"

Harry Potter said: "It is indeed unfair! I also want such unfairness!"

Harry Potter was also very envious.

Although after entering the magic world, many people called him the savior and many people admired him.

He had also thought that he would make a great name in the magic world.

Even when he was sorted, he felt that he was different.

He should be excellent.

However, reality gave him a hard slap in the face.

After just two days at Hogwarts, he helped his college to clear the points of the College Cup.

Compared with him, Erwin seems to be the savior.

Harry Potter looked down at the food in front of him.

To be honest, compared with the food in front of Erwin.

He felt that the sumptuous meals he usually thought were really not worth mentioning at this moment.

Erwin sniffed.

Very good, the taste is very good.

This is it, the house elves can actually make pot dumplings?

Erwin picked up a piece and tasted it.

It's bad, the recipe of Daxia has leaked, this fucking pot dumpling is a bit authentic.

The little wizards in Slytherin around were already greedy.

Finally, a brave little wizard came up.

"Senior Erwin! What is this?"

Erwin smiled and said, "Daxia dish! Do you want to try it?"

The Slytherin student's eyes lit up: "Really? Then I'm not polite!"

He took a fork and directly stabbed a piece of pot-wrapped meat.

Erwin was shocked.

No, you asked if it was really okay, but you already did it.

Then why are you asking me?

Is this how you respect your class leaders?

The sour and sweet taste is something these poor foreigners have never tasted before.

The right amount of starch, the sweet and sour sauce, and the sweetness of the meat itself outline a taste they have never tasted before.

It makes people want to stop.

The little wizard's eyes narrowed instantly.

"It's so delicious!"

Erwin now really thinks that the Little Chef cartoon is not a lie.

It turns out that some people will cry when they eat delicious food.

Poor foreigners!

The other Slytherin little wizards around also looked at the sweet and sour pork in front of Erwin with burning eyes.

Their eyes were full of desire.

Erwin sighed.

OK.

Erwin waved his hand: "Come and try it if you want to!"

As soon as the voice fell, a group of little wizards rushed over.

Erwin frowned: "Manners! Pay attention to your manners! Do you think you are Gryffindors?"

The faces of the Gryffindors turned black again.

Erwin is obsessed with shooting arrows.

Especially when facing these little lions.

On the podium, Professor McGonagall rolled her eyes.

Although Erwin's words are indeed unpleasant, think about the students in her own college.

Professor McGonagall found helplessly that it seemed that what Erwin said seemed to be right.

No comparison, no harm.

Of course, if someone else said this, Professor McGonagall would have to refute it to some extent.

But if it was Erwin who said this, it would be fine.

Erwin, that's her beloved disciple.

What? You call this double standard? Yes, it's double standard! What's wrong? If you don't agree, fight with the older cat girl!

Take a look at the statue holding a three-meter-long sword.

The dog's head is tilted for you.

There are so many students in Slytherin.

And there are only a few pieces in a plate of sweet and sour pork.

Soon, the sweet and sour pork in front of Erwin was swept away.

Yes, these little Slytherin nobles paid attention to their manners.

They didn't grab it, but they didn't give in either.

Even Malfoy secretly came to get a piece.

His two greedy followers.

It was even more outrageous.

One fork can actually pick up two pieces of Guobao Pork. Is this fork for Ninja Turtles?

And without the hot pot pork, these little wizards began to move towards other cuisines in front of Erwin.

Before Erwin could react.

All the dishes in front of me have been carved up.

The soup was all finished for him.

Erwin's face turned dark.

There are still many little wizards who have not tasted it.

They were lining up and looking at Erwin with hopeful faces.

Erwin sighed.

Forget it.

Erwin took out his wand and tapped it twice on the long table.

The next moment.

A figure appeared.

"Hello! Distinguished Prefect! Your servant McGee is at your service at any time!"

Erwin said: "McGee, go prepare some Chinese vegetables and put them on the table! You also saw that my lunch was taken away by them! I haven't eaten it yet!"

McGee nodded: "Of course! Dear wizards, please wait a moment!"

Afterwards, McGee disappeared directly from the spot.

The other students at the long table watched Erwin's actions.

My eyes lit up and I realized it could still be like this.

Is this long table a summoner?

Can we order food?

On the Gryffindor table, Ron was the first to prepare for an experiment.

He wants to eat chicken drumsticks, big chicken drumsticks!

Then, Ron took out his wand and clicked it on the long table.

One second, two seconds! One minute, two minutes!

Nothing happened.

Ron's face turned red.

The wand struck harder.

"Come out! Why don't you come out!"

People from other colleges around were also watching the excitement.

The rest of the Weasley family blushed too.

Even the mischievous twins couldn't stand it.

At this time, a voice came.

"Your wand is going to blind the eyes of those around you! You're not Erwin!"

Ron was already feeling embarrassed.

When someone spoke, he stared directly at them.

It was Hermione who spoke.

"What does it have to do with you! Nosy! You self-righteous guy!"