Crispy Spider Legs Really Were Delicious!

"Alright, alright, that doesn't matter. Hurry up and take it out so I can have a taste."

Bell said anxiously, his mouth practically watering.

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Lim quickly took out a plate of spider leg meat from the food box in his hand and handed it to his Young Master.

Bell's gaze immediately became fixed on the plate in front of him, as if drawn by a magnet, and he couldn't look away.

The cooked spider leg meat is crystal clear, like jelly, and trembles slightly as the heat rises.

The meat, as beautiful as white crystal, is adorned with red sauce, making it look like a work of art, almost too beautiful to eat.

Along with the heat, an enticing aroma also wafts towards you.

Bell took a deep breath, completely absorbed in it, unwilling to exhale.

Bell thought this dish could be used as a biological weapon. It could stop the enemy from breathing, eventually causing them to suffocate and fall into a coma.

Shaking his head to clear the mind of the jarring thought that had suddenly popped up, Bell refocused his attention on the dish in front of him.

Putting aside the taste, the appearance and aroma alone are enough to earn this dish a high score of 9 out of 10. And how could food that even Lim couldn't help but eat until he was stuffed taste bad?

Bell couldn't wait to grab a piece of spider leg meat and stuff it into his mouth without a care for his image.

That said, it seems that Bell never thinks about "image" when he's eating?

Fresh! Fragrant! Spicy! Sweet!

All the flavors blended perfectly together, bursting forth the moment they touched the tongue, taking over Bell's entire soul.

With a gentle bite, contrary to its jelly-like appearance, the spider leg meat is surprisingly chewy yet effortless to eat, much like eating well-stewed beef tendon—smooth, delicious, and satisfying.

"Limu~ Your Xiaoyi can't stay still again~ (Lim, your cooking skills have improved again)"

Bell devoured the food, one bite after another, so high he couldn't stop!

"Young Master, please eat slowly, don't choke. There's plenty more here."

As Lim spoke, he began to take more food out of the food box.

This food box was specially made by Lim using the money her Young Master had deposited with her.

(Actually, it was Bell who gave the money to Lim. Since Bell didn't need to spend any money at Hogwarts, he gave all his allowance to Lim so she could buy things she liked.)

The box's interior not only utilizes Undetectable Extension Charm to create ample space, but also features heat preservation and freshness-keeping functions, ensuring that the Young Master can enjoy delicious food anytime, anywhere.

"Wait, wait! This isn't a good place to enjoy a meal. Give me the food box and go rest."

Bell took the food box from Lim's hand, emerged from the bushes (who knows how Bell found it), and walked briskly toward the Great Hall.

"So why did I choose that place in the first place?"

Bell discovered that human behavior is truly perplexing...

Whoosh~ Whoosh whoosh~ Whoosh crack~

Hermione, who was eating, looked up in confusion; she seemed to have heard something strange.

Hermione glanced at the classmates sitting on either side of her and found that they were all eating intently with their heads down, showing no signs of anything amiss.

"Did you hear any strange noises?"

Hermione asked the Little Witch sitting to her right.

"Strange sound? No, there isn't."

"Could I have misheard?"

Hermione glanced around the noisy Great Hall again, thinking it was quite normal that she had misheard, and lowered her head to continue eating.

Whoosh~ Whoosh crackle~ Whoosh crackle~

Hermione jerked her head up, looking around. She was certain she had heard a strange noise. But why was everyone else eating as if nothing had happened? Hadn't they heard the strange noise either?

"Etc!"

Hermione suddenly realized something.

"I can hear it, but the person sitting right next to me can't. It's like I've heard similar things before. And given that this strange thing happened to me, the killer must be..."

Hermione stood up and carefully looked around the Great Hall. Sure enough, she spotted Bell at the entrance. Bell was hiding most of his body behind the Great Hall, with only his head showing.

Seeing that Hermione had finally noticed him, Bell happily waved to Hermione.

Whoosh~

"..."

Hermione was exasperated. She threw down her knife and fork and quickly walked up to Bell.

"Whoosh, you big dummy!"

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Hermione punched Bell on the head.

There was no way around it; Bell's way of hiding his head and tail was just too annoying, and because he was bent over, his head was positioned perfectly for Hermione's height to hit him.

"So what's wrong with you? You were acting strange when I saw you in the hallway earlier, and you didn't even hear me when I greeted you."

Hermione stood in front of Bell with her hands on her hips and questioned him.

Bell crouched on the ground, clutching his head, feeling utterly wronged.

In the spirit of "sharing good food," Bell, unusually, remembered that he had Hermione as a friend and wanted to share the food with her. But the moment they met, Hermione flicked him on the forehead without a word! Who could Bell complain to now?!

"I got it... I got some good stuff through a friend, come with me."

After calling out to Hermione, Bell turned and walked away into the distance.

A good man doesn't argue with a woman, so Bell generously forgave Hermione this time.

Most importantly, Bell wasn't full yet. He didn't have time to argue with Hermione; finding an empty classroom to have a big meal was the most important thing.

In an empty classroom on the second floor, Hermione stared at Bell with a dark expression for a long time before finally closing the door.

After sealing the gate with a barrier to prevent outsiders from entering (why does this feel strangely familiar?), Bell waved his hand, and the desks and chairs moved in front of him.

"Come and try it, it's incredibly delicious!"

As he spoke, one plate after another flew out of the food box in Bell's hand and automatically arranged neatly on the table.

"It smells so good!"

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise.

Looking at the snow-white, glistening meats on the table—some steamed, some braised, and some grilled— Hermione couldn't help but swallow hard. The aroma was simply too tempting!

"What kind of meat is this?"

"Oh! Never mind what it is, let's eat first, I'm starving."

After saying that, Bell began to wolf down his food.

He wasn't going to tell Hermione what kind of meat it was right now. Everything would have to wait until after they'd eaten. By then, it would be too late to throw it up, and no matter how unwilling she was, she'd have no choice but to accept it honestly.

Gaa gaa gaa~!

Why do I have this feeling that I'm the main villain?

It's an illusion! It must be an illusion!