McGonagall chose a brown rattan chaise longue with curved metal legs, which should look quite comfortable and not expensive.

"The gold coins have been automatically deducted, and the goods can be picked up in five minutes, does the host specify the delivery address?" The sound of the system sounded.

"Just send it to the balcony and let me know when it's almost there." McGonagall looked at Amy, who was crouching on the side and competing with the ugly duckling, and said with a smile, what a pity to miss this kind of opportunity to give the little guy to do magic.

On the evening of early autumn, the evening breeze blows, with a refreshing coolness, which makes people feel particularly comfortable.

"Father, come here, I'm going to compete with the ugly duckling, see who learns how to call a duck well, can you come and judge us?" Amy looked at McGonagall and beckoned.

"Learn to call a duck?" McGonagall couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and asked a kitten to learn to duck call, which one was playing, and couldn't help but laugh a little: "Xiaomi, the ugly duckling may not be an ordinary duck." ”

"Meow!" The ugly duckling nodded in agreement.

"Well, I know it's not an ordinary duck." Amy nodded, looked at the ugly duckling and said seriously, "You are a particularly ugly duckling." ”

"Meow~" The ugly duckling screamed aggrievedly, looking loveless.

McGonagall smiled and shook her head, Amy's obsession with the ugly duckling was too deep, and it seemed that there was no way to change her concept in a short period of time, so she asked with some curiosity, "Then why are you competing?" How are you going to compare it? ”

"I think the ugly duckling is ugly, but as a duckling, I don't know how the duck is called, and there is no way to communicate with other ducks in the future, so it will definitely be disliked, so I plan to teach it to learn duck call." Amy looked at the ugly duckling lying on the ground a little helplessly, with an expression of hatred that iron is not steel, stretched out her little finger to hook the ugly duckling's chin, and said seriously: "Ugly duckling, learn hard with me, if you can't learn, don't eat tomorrow." ”

"Meow!" Hearing that he didn't have to eat, the ugly duckling suddenly came to his senses and looked up at Amy seriously.

"Quack...... "Amy opened her mouth to exclaim, but it really looked like it.

"Meow meow meow ......" the ugly duckling followed and opened his mouth.

"It's not like this, it's quack, it's not meow!" Amy stomped her foot and corrected in seriousness.

"Meow meow meow~" The ugly duckling's confidence was suddenly insufficient.

"No, it's quack! You're so stupid. ”

"Meow Meow...... Meow. ”

"Ugly duckling, you're like this, I'll set it on fire, one last time, ga! Ga! Ga! ”

"Meow...... Meow...... Meow Ga ......"

"Well, you'd better stay alone in the future, no other ducklings will be friends with you." Amy patted the ugly duckling on the head and chose to give up, looking up at McGonagall a little worried: "Father, the ugly duckling is so stupid, what will he do when he grows up?" I don't have to worry about letting it fly away, so it's better to ...... It's not as good as ......."

"Let's keep it first." McGonagall looked at Amy, who was swallowing as she spoke, and he knew what was going on, and smiled and touched her head, the duck game was over before it began, and ended in the complete defeat of the ugly duckling.

"The chaise longue has been made and is ready for delivery, is the host picking it up now?" The voice of the system suddenly sounded.

"Thirty seconds later, the pickup will be here." McGonagall pointed to the side with her right hand, then looked at Amy with a smile and said, "Xiaomi, is it okay for your father to do a magic trick for you?" ”

"Magic? Isn't it magic? Amy's eyes lit up, and she asked a little strangely.

"Well, it's something close to magic, just as wonderful." McGonagall nodded.

"Yes, yes! Xiaomi wants to see. Millet clapped her little hands and looked at McGonagall expectantly.

"If we're going to look at the stars, of course we need a chair, preferably one that can lie comfortably." McGonagall said with a smile.

"Yes." Amy nodded.

"Look here and don't blink." McGonagall pointed to the open space on her right, waving her hands in front of her in a pretended manner, counting to thirty in her heart, and exclaiming, "Change! ”

Amy's eyes widened as she watched, but three seconds passed, and the spot was still empty.

McGonagall's raised hand was still in mid-air, looking at the open space in front of her with an embarrassed expression, what the hell was going on! It didn't even come out!

"Meow!" The ugly duckling called behind him, and Amy followed the sound, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she was surprised: "Father, you really made a chair!" Right behind you! ”

"Huh?" McGonagall turned, and a large brown chaise longue was behind him, with rounded legs, the chair was still shaking slightly, and the ugly duckling was pulling the legs of the chair to climb up.

"I'm sorry, because the item is large, the placement is off by one meter, and next time it will bring more accurate services to the host." The system's voice sounded, and it was a standard customer service tone.

Although MMP in her heart, she still has to smile on her face, McGonagall feels that the system is definitely deliberate, after all, usually clothes can be directly put on the wardrobe shelf, and now the flat ground delivery error is actually one meter, it seems that the system has begun to resist silently?

"Well, actually, I did it on purpose." McGonagall smiled and nodded, pretending to be forced by herself, kneeling to pretend to go down, reached out and dialed the chaise longue, and suddenly swayed back and forth, the amplitude was even, and it seemed that the balance was good.

The ugly duckling, who was climbing up with the legs of the chair, was shaken and rolled out, rolled twice before stopping, looked up left and right, and looked confused, as if he didn't know what was happening.

"Wow, my father is so powerful, and when Amy learns magic, she will be as powerful as her father." Amy looked up at McGonagall, her little face full of adoration.

"Millet will be more powerful than my father." McGonagall smiled and touched Amy's hair, feeling Amy's adoring gaze, and felt great satisfaction in her heart, sure enough, her own daughter was the most sensible.

"Come on, let's look at the stars." McGonagall lay down directly on the chaise longue, leaving a small space next to her, just enough for Amy to lie down.

"Okay." Amy nodded her little head and climbed up with a little effort on her short legs, and threw herself into McGonagall's arms, giggling.

"Look, the stars are so beautiful today." McGonagall gently hugged Amy, the chaise longue swayed slightly, and pointed to the starry sky and smiled.

There was not a single cloud in the sky, nor the dazzling neon lights in the city, the deep blue starry sky was extraordinarily deep, and the stars dotted between them were even brighter and dazzling, and McGonagall hadn't seen such a beautiful starry sky for many years.

"Daddy, can you sing Little Star?" Amy suddenly looked up at McGonagall and asked.