"This ......" Dennis's expression suddenly froze, this is really afraid of something, I was thinking about whether I could bring this matter over, but Yaya's attention still fell on the beautiful big kite.

"I want that kite too, and I want a big kite too!"

"Big kites are fun, small kites are not fun at all, I want it too!"

"Father, didn't you say when you came that our kites could fly the highest? But now it's not flying high at all, huh, liar. ”

Not only Yaya, as soon as the competition between the two kites ended, the other children also made a fuss, and the purple kites in the sky and other kites flying three or five meters high scattered were two different things, and the intuitive gap made them choose to use the most direct crying to put pressure on parents.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll make you a bigger and better looking one when I pay it off."

"Good job, good job, I'll ask that uncle where he got the kite from in a moment, and we'll go buy one too."

While comforting their children, the parents looked at McGonagall with resentful eyes, this guy is completely here to stir up trouble! It's good now, seeing other people's kites flying so high, none of the children can sit still.

"Father, why are they crying?" Amy looked at the crying children with some puzzlement and asked softly.

"Probably because their kites don't fly high enough, so they want to play with our kites." McGonagall shrugged her shoulders, holding Amy in one hand, and tugging at the kite string in her hand, and the purple phoenix made a spinning motion in the sky, its colorful tail spinning and fluttering, and the movement was gorgeous.

"Wow!! It's amazing!! ”

The children suddenly let out a burst of exclamation, and then made even more noise.

"Don't cry, I also know that the kite made by my father is super beautiful and flies super high, so if you want to play......" Amy looked at the children's expressions and comforted seriously: "Then you can watch me play." ”

The children, who had already stopped crying and listened carefully to Amy, suddenly burst into even more violent cries.

"I'm going to play too! I'm going to play my own kite! ”

"Other people's children have such beautiful kites, why don't I have them? Woohoo......"

"......" McGonagall raised an eyebrow, Amy was really a child killer, more lethal than him, but it didn't sound like anything wrong with that.

"Father, why are they crying so hard? Didn't I already allow them to watch me play? Amy looked at McGonagall even more puzzled and asked, when she didn't have kites to play, she felt super happy to be able to watch others play.

"Because people are possessive and want to get better things, when they see a better kite, they want to take it for themselves, but this kite doesn't belong to them, so they can only cry." McGonagall smiled and said that possessiveness is a nature, and McGonagall does not have a derogatory connotation, but it is true, these children may cry because of their father and daughter, but in the end it is because of themselves, or their parents.

is like the little elf girl next to her, although she is a little envious, but she obediently stands beside her father, does not cry or make trouble, and is well-behaved and lovely.

"So that's the case, then when the millet is played, let's play with them for a while, so they won't cry, right?" Amy nodded thoughtfully, looked at McGonagall and asked.

"If Amy wants to, that's okay." McGonagall smiled and nodded, he was still happy to protect Amy's kindness.

"Can I fly a kite, then?" Amy looked up at the kite flying dozens of meters in the air and asked expectantly.

"Of course, you can hold the kite string with this hand, and then pull gently, and your father will run with you, so that the kite can continue to fly higher." McGonagall handed the string in her hand to Amy, and didn't care about the other children, they came to fly a kite today, holding the end of the kite line in her right hand, such a big kite, the strength of the kite line should not be underestimated, so that Amy was easy to get hurt if she grabbed it alone.

"When I say loose, you let go of your hand." McGonagall smiled and admonished, holding Amy and running a few steps against the direction of the wind, directing Amy to release the line, the reel rotated rapidly, and the purple phoenix changed various attitudes in the sky, flying higher and higher.

"It's so much fun! Kite flying is so much fun. Amy's silver bell-like laughter echoed through the square, and the ugly duckling jumped up and down after the two, not looking up at the kite flying in the sky, stretching out his little paw and waving it twice, not knowing whether he wanted to fly or catch it.

The children looked at it with envy, tilted their heads, but slowly stopped crying and looked at it seriously, thinking about how high this kite could fly.

The parents breathed a sigh of relief, the child cried endlessly, especially when he was clamoring for something, unless he could find something more interesting to divert his attention, he couldn't be appeased at all, but now they stopped by themselves.

Dennis looked at McGonagall who was holding Amy with some resentment, this time he came prepared, but he didn't expect to be forcibly pressed by McGonagall, although the girl doesn't cry now, but looking at the little guy's envious face, he still felt a little uncomfortable, looking at McGonagall and narrowing his eyes slightly.

McGonagall hugged Amy for a while, he didn't fly kites often in his previous life, but he had played with friends with professional competition-level kites, and the kite provided by the system had surpassed professional-level kites, and if he wanted to fly them, 100 meters, 200 meters would not be a problem at all.

However, it was too much trouble to put it down for a while, so McGonagall only put it at a height of about 30 meters and stopped, which made it more operable and more interesting.

"Okay, take a break and drink some water." McGonagall put Amy on the ground, took out a small thermos from the pouch around her waist, poured a glass of water and handed it to Amy, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Uh-huh." Amy took the water glass with both hands, her face was full of happy smiles, she was so happy flying a kite today.

"Dude, can you take a step to speak?" Dennis stepped forward, looked at McGonagall with a solemn face, and said.

"Huh?" McGonagall looked at Dennis and wondered, "What's the matter?" ”

Dennis was supposed to be a swordsman, but McGonagall didn't feel any hostility towards him, so she didn't act too nervous.

"Brother, do we have a grudge? Why do you bring a little girl to sanction me every time? Do you see how my girls are crying, is it easy for me to spend more than ten days making a big kite? Dennis looked at McGonagall, his serious expression suddenly collapsed, and he said with a look of resentment: "Say so much, in fact, I just want to ask, do you sell this kite?" ”