"What do you think is true freedom?" Sally looked into McGonagall's eyes, her emotions calming down, and she hesitated for a moment and asked.

McGonagall looked at Sally and thought for a while, then nodded slightly: "The freedom I think should be the right to choose, no matter what other people think, as long as it is my own choice, I think this is the freedom I want." ”

"The right to choose?" Sally's face showed a look of thought, she thought of the elves who did the heavy work in the major families, when they were assigned or even caught in the major families, they had no choice, when the nobles asked them to work, they did not have a choice, even to leave or stay, they also did not have the right to choose.

"So, they're not free." Sally's heart suddenly became heavier, although she had thought of this answer the previous night, but she didn't want to admit it.

"Which is more important between safety and freedom?" Sally was silent for a moment, then looked at McGonagall and asked.

"I think this question should be asked to the person who chooses it is more appropriate, different people will have different answers, some people are willing to give up a certain amount of freedom for safety, but some people would rather be in danger than be restrained, then two choices, people who can make their own choices, maybe they are free." McGonagall thought for a moment.

In this world, there are always some people who like the feeling of death being with me like the wind.

Sally nodded thoughtfully, falling silent again, looking down at the lines on the table, as if thinking about something.

McGonagall withdrew her gaze from Sally and didn't say anything more, the discussion of freedom, where everyone has a different answer based on their own experiences and thoughts, is a proposition with no end and no right answer.

Safety, Responsibility, Obligation, Ethics...... These are often in conflict with freedom, living in this world, where are the truly free people, just find a comfortable situation among these things, can bring people a feeling of freedom, this is the best state.

Of course, self-discipline can be more free.

McGonagall didn't try to convince Sally, because he didn't even know what kind of situation Sally was facing, and he didn't expect Sally to be struggling with such a question after she had returned face to Bloor last night.

Yabei Mia looked at Sally with some concern, but the boss had already spoken well, and she felt that she couldn't say anything better, so she could only watch anxiously from the sidelines.

One morning Sally was thinking about something, and Albeimia was instructed by McGonagall on how to make a perfect ice cream.

Yabei Mia's talent for cooking is not very strong, but her serious attitude and unyielding energy still satisfy McGonagall.

After all, each ice cream costs dozens of copper coins, and it would be a pity to throw them away, and I was worried that my stomach would be a little overwhelmed when I ate them all, so I could only store them in the refrigerator for the time being, and McGonagall had already figured out how to deal with them.

"Boss, is it okay this time?" Yabei Mia carefully held the ice cream in her hand, as if holding a precious treasure, and looked at McGonagall expectantly, the two snowballs were perfectly docked together, and there was no trace of misalignment in the connecting parts, and it looked perfect.

"No, the position of the snowballs is still a little off, and the two snowballs are not completely centered on the circle, so that the guests may cause the ice cream to fall in the direction of the melt during the eating process." McGonagall shook her head.

"Is that so?" Yabei Mia's expression collapsed suddenly, she couldn't see where there was a deviation between the two snowballs, she glanced at the ice cream that there were already more than a dozen in the refrigerator, and looked at McGonagall with a little frustration and self-blame: "Boss, am I stupid, I wasted so much ice cream or can't do it well?" ”

"If a girl as gifted as Mia is stupid, wouldn't I be stupid to have done hundreds of them in a row to reach your current level?" McGonagall asked with a smile.

"Really?" A look of hope flashed back in Yabei Mia's eyes, and she looked at McGonagall in disbelief.

"Yes, you've done a good job, but McMie's restaurant provides the best quality food to the guests, so you have to do your best to get the food on the guests' tables, which is the rule of our restaurant, and it is also the most basic requirement." McGonagall smiled and nodded, feeling like she was possessed by the system when she was strict, but the system wouldn't gently pour chicken soup when he failed.

"I see." Yabei Mia nodded seriously, looking at McGonagall's eyes full of respect, not to do the best not to serve, such an attitude is too worthy of respect for a chef and restaurant owner.

"Host, do you need a chicken soup service? This system has collected 50,000 pieces of the world's most classic chicken soup, which can encourage you to never repeat the chicken soup every time you fail, each with only 1 copper coin, and if you open it now, you can also enjoy the first 500 free special discounts. "The sound of the system sounded, accompanied by the festive BGM of 'dong dong dong bang'.

"And this kind of operation?" McGonagall raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect this dead money system to be so frantic in order to make money.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting the Chicken Soup Incentive Trial Spot, the host will get a free trial qualification for the ten selected chicken soups in the system, is the host trying it now? The system's voice rang out again.

"Listen?" McGonagall tried.

"You do your best with all your heart,

Maybe it's not as good as other people's casual messing. ”

"Failure is not terrible,

The scary thing is that you still believe this statement. ”

"When you feel ugly and poor and worthless,

Don't despair, at least you're right. ”

……

"Roll !!" McGonagall rolled her eyes in her heart, this ghost system was simply poisonous, she actually poisoned the chicken soup, and fed it so heartwarmingly one bite at a time.

McGonagall took an eggshell and made a matcha ice cream, and the two snowballs were perfectly joined together, and the conical eggshell and the center of the two snowballs were in the same straight line, like a perfect piece of artwork.

"Take it to Aisha, that's all for today's contact, continue tomorrow, eat some dessert, and the mood will be better." McGonagall handed the matcha ice cream to Yabei Mia and smiled.