McGonagall's hand slipped from the collar to the hem of her skirt, taking in the marvelous material of the garment, and wondering how Mia managed to make such an identical maid outfit.

"Ah~~"

Yabei Mia blushed and let out a long moan.

McGonagall paused for a moment, looking at Mia who suddenly had a flushed face, a violent rise and fall in her chest, biting her lip and wanting to speak, as if she hadn't done anything, right? Why does she look like she's dying?

As Magna's slender fingers ran across Mia's collar, it seemed to caress her collarbone, and when he grabbed the hem of her skirt, her buttocks felt like an electric shock, and the tingling sensation spread through her body as she rubbed her warm hands, almost making her unsteady.

"Boss, you're so bad!"

The strong sense of shame made Mia's face as red as an apple, and she exhaled like silk, but looking at McGonagall's gaze with a little softness, she said with some difficulty: "This ...... This is how my scales have become ......."

"Huh?" McGonagall was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously pinched it again and nodded, "No wonder it's so slippery." ”

"Ah~"

Mia couldn't help but moan again, tears already grooming in her eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry Mia, it's just the first time I've seen the clothes that dragon scales have turned into, and I'm a little curious." McGonagall withdrew her hand slightly embarrassed, and found that her behavior was a little abrupt, and she was a little sorry.

"I didn't ...... It's okay......" Yabei Mia shook her head, a little weakly responded, the tingling sensation in her buttocks had not completely disappeared, and after McGonagall's hand was taken away, she was inexplicably a little lost.

"What's wrong with me? No way! I'm definitely not that kind of person...... Mr. McGonagall just didn't know it......" Mia thought to herself, trying to get rid of the strange thoughts that had come to her mind, but she couldn't help but think back to the strange feeling.

Elizabeth glanced at Abeimia and then at McGonagall, hesitated for a moment before slowly letting go of her clenched fist.

"I'll go get your clothes ready." McGonagall spoke, and turned to go upstairs, the situation seemed a little awkward, and he had better run away first.

"My father touched Sister Mia and made Sister Mia make strange noises, do I need to write it down?" In the corner, Amy took out a small notebook and showed a thoughtful expression.

"Are you alright?" Elizabeth looked at Mia and whispered.

"Well, I'm fine." Mia nodded, barely squeezing out a smile, "The boss doesn't know, so you can't blame him for this." ”

"Hmm." Elizabeth replied noncommittally.

McGonagall went upstairs and asked the system to remake a maid outfit for Yabei Mia, took the clothes and was about to go downstairs, Gina walked out of the room yawning in dead water, saw McGonagall coming directly and gave him a big hug, and then greeted him with a smile: "Good morning, Mr. McGonagall." ”

"Good morning, Gina." McGonagall pulled her face out of the deep ravine, gasped, and greeted with some helplessness.

It's so painful to go through this kind of facial cleanser-style good morning every day.

This has prompted him to postpone the assignment of Gina to the staff quarters.

Well, that's fragrant.

"I'm going back to Lantister today to bring you shark fins and fish lips." Gina looked at McGonagall.

"You can't fly, and if you want to go back, it's going to take a lot of time on the road, right?" McGonagall looked at Gina and purchased the system's real-time translation system, and he was already able to have daily conversations with Gina and teach her some lingua franca in her spare time.

He still has two servings of shark fin and fish lips in his hand, which is enough to make two pots of Buddha jumping over the wall today, but tomorrow's Buddha jumping over the wall ingredients are gone, and it is indeed necessary to start the supply chain of Lantiste.

Gina smiled, "Miss Elizabeth promised to accompany me back today, but the High Priest said that he would soon figure out a way to transport the shark fins and fish lips. ”

"That's good." McGonagall nodded, with the power of the Lantister clan, it shouldn't be a problem to think of a transportation method, since he didn't need to use his brain, he didn't ask any more.

"Mr. McGonagall is still as handsome as yesterday." Gina looked at McGonagall's back as she turned to go downstairs, covering her face and snickering to herself.

"Mia, this is the clothes I prepared for you earlier, you can go upstairs and change them first." McGonagall went downstairs and handed Mia the clothes.

"Good...... Good. Yabei Mia took the clothes, walked upstairs, went up the stairs, rubbed her face with her clothes, and smiled happily, "It turns out that Mr. McGonagall has already prepared clothes for me. ”

"Elizabeth's dress......" McGonagall looked at Elizabeth, he remembered that she had changed directly the last time she transformed, could it be that she was not wearing clothes, but clothes made of scales?

Elizabeth took two steps back, a little further away from McGonagall, and looked at McGonagall with some wariness, as the temperature around her dropped a few degrees.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious." McGonagall hurriedly put her hands behind her back to show her innocence.

"I'm not going to let anyone touch me." Elizabeth was quite proud.

"Sister Elizabeth, let's go dance." Amy hugged the music box and gently tugged at the hem of Elizabeth's skirt.

"That seems to be the case." McGonagall glanced at Amy's hand, smiled and turned to go into the kitchen.

Elizabeth: "......"

"What are we going to dance?" Amy then asked.

"That's it from last time." Elizabeth looked at Amy's cute appearance, but she couldn't get angry, and said helplessly.

"Add me one!" Mia, who had changed her clothes, quickly came downstairs and joined the team to learn the dance.

McGonagall entered the kitchen and looked at Camilla, who had used ten knives to feel like a sword and a sword, and couldn't help but be speechless.

Camila's ten sharp nails inspired McGonagall, so he had the system tailor two sets of finger knives for her.

As the name suggests, they are ten slender knives attached to the fingers, which can be driven as easily as fingernails, replacing Camilla's nails.

As McGonagall had expected, with these ten finger knives, Camilla was able to cut ingredients into the desired shape with ease, and although she was a little slower than Phyllis, there was no second person to match her at McMie's Restaurant, including McGonagall.

"Brush, brush!"

The finger knife slid by, and a bamboo shoot had turned into a pile of grains the size of a grain of rice, and fell into a box with a clatter.

"Heh, such a simple job, how can it be difficult for me." Camila smiled a little smugly, and used her mind to control a handful of green beans to fly, and then cut them into the size of a grain of rice in the light of a knife.

She loved the sound of the brush and the feeling of cutting, there was an inexplicable pleasure.

"This is probably a real-life version of cutting fruit, right?"

McGonagall raised an eyebrow.