Faced with this oddly shaped Magical Artifact, Quirinus Quirrell's voice held a hint of hesitation. "This is..."
"This is called 'Mom's Little Helper'!" Fred and George said with broad grins. "Its function is very simple. As long as something doesn't belong in a place, it'll find a way to eat it!"
The two of them enthusiastically began demonstrating.
Fred lifted the top cover of Mom's Little Helper, then picked up a small piece of biscuit from the table.
George grabbed the Teapot from the table and, through the opening of Mom's Little Helper, poured the tea into Mom's Little Helper.
Then he turned the spout of the Teapot toward the floor and poured, deliberately letting the tea spread across a large patch of ground.
After Fred closed the top cover, he crumbled the biscuit over the patch of spilled tea on the floor, then placed Mom's Little Helper on top of the tea.
The moment Mom's Little Helper touched the floor, it slowly began to move, like a living Bandimang, spreading over the biscuit crumbs with a soft rustling sound.
Fred picked up Mom's Little Helper, and the biscuit crumbs it had covered had now vanished, clearly having been "eaten."
"Scourgify!" George helped clean up afterward, getting rid of all the tea on the floor to avoid any accidents. If Aberforth Dumbledore saw it, they would inevitably get a few words from him.
"It worked!" Everyone applauded together.
Quirinus Quirrell's expression clearly changed. His gaze fell on Mom's Little Helper, and a thoughtful look appeared between his brows.
Fred and George laughed smugly. "Of course it worked! Just look at how many people were involved!"
The two of them started counting on their fingers. "Vizet provided the theoretical support, Luna designed the Magic Music Box, Neville and Hanna cultivated the