"Father, what is boiling in your pot? What's new? ”

Amy came home from school at noon, stood at the kitchen door and looked at the big pot with the lid on it and asked curiously.

Phyllis and Anna also looked at McGonagall curiously, and McGonagall had been boiling something with the lid closed since this morning, and she hadn't seen him lift the lid.

"It's a thick pot of soup, and it's a base soup for new dishes, and if you want to make new dishes, you can't eat them until night." McGonagall smiled.

The process of Buddha jumping over the wall is cumbersome, and if you want to make a pure and delicious Buddha jumping over the wall, every step must not be ambiguous.

And this is still in the upgrade and improvement of the system, plus the addition of some black technology kitchenware, he can make a pot of Buddha jumping over the wall in one day, according to the normal process, it is impossible to make it in a few days.

"Is it made from shark fin that I brought back yesterday?" Amy asked again.

"Yes, but that's just one of the ingredients." McGonagall nodded, glanced at her watch, turned off the heat, opened the lid and saw that the soup was ready.

Then he took out the shark fin and fish lips that had been dried overnight last night and put them in the steamer to steam.

The ingredients need to be treated in the same way.

"Did you learn any interesting magic from the teacher today?" McGonagall put the ingredients away, looked back at Amy and asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes, Master Julian taught me how to teleport magic today." Amy nodded, took out the magic wand and flicked it into a magic wand, and then drew a circle on the ground, as an ice blue light rose, a chill dispersed, and the light flashed, and Amy was gone.

"Where is Amy?" Anna blinked, looking at the little ice chips that remained on the ground.

The ice-blue light lit up again in the same place, and when the light faded, Amy reappeared in the same place, still holding a music box in her hand, and said with a smile: "Look, in this case, I don't have to climb the stairs when I go upstairs." ”

"It's good."

The corners of McGonagall's mouth twitched, wondering what Julian's expression would be if she had only used it to go up and down the stairs if she knew about the teleportation magic he had worked so hard to teach Amy.

"Amy is amazing!" Anna clapped her little hands in admiration.

"Miss Anna, let's learn to dance, yesterday I found a very interesting dance, one person can conjure a lot of hands, but it looks good." Amy shook the music box in her hand and looked at Anna and said.

"Really? Then I want to see it too. Anna's eyes lit up, and she immediately walked out of the kitchen with great interest and followed Amy.

Mia and the others didn't have anything to do now, so they all stepped forward.

Amy's music box has become an important daily entertainment for everyone, and the beautiful elf in the crystal ball never seems to get tired, bringing melodious singing and beautiful dancing.

Moreover, what made them even more concerned was that Amy said that in half a month, the restaurant will hold a major festival called 'New Year', according to convention, it is necessary to perform programs, and everyone naturally wants to study hard.

"One man's thousand-armed Kannon?" McGonagall glanced at the elf who was performing and raised her eyebrows, this kind of thing can only be done in the fantasy world, but not everyone can perform it.

"Father, this morning's soy milk and fritters are delicious, Amy still wants to eat them." Amy played for a while, then leaned over to the kitchen door and looked at McGonagall expectantly.

"If Amy wants to eat, then my father will make it for you tomorrow morning, because there are many preparations to make, and I won't be able to eat it at noon today." McGonagall smiled.

"Okay, then Amy will eat it tomorrow morning." Amy nodded, pinched the fat face of the ugly duckling who also poked his head out and said, "Don't look at it, I don't have to eat, and you definitely don't have to eat either." ”

"Meow~" The ugly duckling screamed a little aggrieved and retracted his head.

"Alright, let's eat." McGonagall came out of the kitchen with the last dish and said as she looked at the girls dancing in a crowd of little people watching the music box.

"Go wash your hands first." McGonagall said as she looked at Amy, who was about to sit down in her chair.

"Huh~" Amy responded obediently, moved a small stool from the side and went to the kitchen to cushion herself, unscrewed the faucet and washed her hands.

The crowd took their seats and began to eat.

"Father, I heard that the friends we used to play with in the square have moved to a new house, can we go and play with them?" Amy had just sat down at the dinner table and looked at McGonagall again.

"Of course you can go, but Amy has to study magic during the day, and my father has to cook in the restaurant at night, so I can't spare time, so I might as well wait for the next day off." McGonagall thought for a moment and said, it seems that the Foundation's side is still moving quite fast, and if the children are allowed to stay outside in this harsh winter, I'm afraid many of them won't survive this winter.

"Well, okay." Amy nodded, picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks and put it in McGonagall's bowl, "Father, you've worked hard, you need to eat more chicken." ”

"Amy also eats more fish, and if she eats fish, she will be smarter." McGonagall took a piece of spicy grilled fish and put it in Amy's bowl and said with a smile.

"No, the big fish that can be caught are big fools." Amy looked at the grilled fish and shook her head with a serious expression.

McGonagall: "??? ”

Amy picked up the fish and put it in her mouth, chewed and swallowed, and said with a smile: "However, the big stupid fish is delicious." ”

"If it's delicious, eat more." McGonagall sandwiched another chunk of fish to her, and he didn't know what to say.

After lunch, the restaurant ushered in a busy midday business hours.

Given that Phyllis may be leaving soon, McGonagall is also preparing to recruit another dun who can take on the responsibility of preparing the ingredients.

Although Yabei Mia is a good knife player, she is already busy juggling a restaurant and an ice cream parlor, and he can't bear to let her be in charge of preparing the ingredients.

As for the others...... At the moment, it doesn't seem to be a good fit.

At the end of the busy noon, McGonagall carried a chaise longue in the open space at the entrance of the restaurant, ready to bask in the warm winter sun and get some sleep.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, a dark shadow obscured the sunlight.

"Huh?" McGonagall opened her eyes and met a pair of round, full-bodied headlights.

"Huh? Feeling familiar? McGonagall paused for a moment, then looked up to see the sneering Countess Camilla leaning over to look at him.

"Is it pretty?"

"The sun is so round......," McGonagall replied casually.

"Oh, take a good look, you may not see the sun tomorrow." Camilla's seductive eyes narrowed slightly, and she leaned closer to McGonagall, as if she wanted to press him against the chaise longue, and said coldly.

"How could it be, the sun will rise tomorrow, but it may not be as round as it is today." McGonagall smiled, he could guess what the countess meant.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Death, of course, is afraid of death, but does the Countess dare to kill someone in broad daylight?" McGonagall smiled and pulled out an aqua blue spar from her pocket, "What happened that day, I used the photograph stone to keep a memento, do you want the Countess to enjoy it together?" ”

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