A portion of Yangzhou fried rice was served, and McGonagall sat and felt for a while, and the fried rice made from these precious ingredients was not only delicious.

The most intuitive effect is to relieve fatigue, get up early and make two servings of Yangzhou fried rice, which bit of fatigue, after eating a Yangzhou fried rice, has completely disappeared, now the body is warm, more energetic than drinking Red Bull.

"It should be mainly because of Nami, and then eat Nami for three meals a day, and your physical fitness should be able to improve steadily." McGonagall thought to herself that the most formal of these ingredients was rice grown under the irrigation of the Fountain of Life.

"Xiaomi, do you feel after eating rainbow fried rice?" McGonagall looked at Amy and asked, she has half of the elven blood in her body, so there should be no adverse reaction to eating the rice irrigated and grown by this fountain of life, right?

"It tastes so good!" Amy held the small bowl and put it on the table, stretched out her pink little tongue and licked a grain of rice at the corner of her mouth, looked at McGonagall and nodded seriously.

McGonagall was stunned for a moment, but she couldn't help but wonder if there was nothing wrong with this answer, and then she asked, "What about other than being delicious and good-looking?" Is there anything you feel uncomfortable with? ”

"Physical?" Amy thought for a moment, shook her head, and after a while, nodded again.

"What's wrong?" McGonagall suddenly stood up from her chair and leaned forward slightly to look at Amy, looking a little nervous.

"That's it...... I just feel like there's a fire burning in my body, I've had it before, but it's not as hot as it is now, it's a little uncomfortable, father, what's wrong with Xiaomi? Amy looked at McGonagall, her little face had become a little red, and she looked at McGonagall a little puzzled, but she looked quite calm.

McGonagall was a little panicked, originally thought that Amy had half elven blood, and eating the rice irrigated by this fountain of life should be a lot of benefits, but now it seems that this is not the case, but it seems to have stimulated something bad in her body.

Looking at Amy's red face, McGonagall couldn't think of the slightest solution in her mind, this is not a child's fever and cold, and there is no way to deal with this situation in the memory of the predecessor, seeing that Amy's face is getting redder and redder, something suddenly sounded, and she reached out and took Amy's hand and said, "Xiaomi, come with me, let's go to the Gray Temple......"

"Father, I seem to know what to do." Amy retracted her hand, shook her head, and raised her small right hand in front of her, palm up, as if holding something.

"Xiaomi, what are you?" McGonagall looked at Amy in confusion.

Suddenly, a blue-purple flame rose from her palm, and a half-meter-high tongue of fire sprang upward, and the terrifying temperature burned the air and distorted it slightly.

McGonagall almost subconsciously took two steps back, and even the bench was brought to the ground by him, staring at the blue-purple flames that slowly jumped in Amy's palm, and the tongue of fire gradually faded, and finally turned into a small blue-purple fireball.

"Xiaomi, are you alright?" McGonagall hurriedly looked at Amy and asked, this fireball looked smaller than Amy's small hand, but the temperature was a little terrifying, which made him feel the aura of danger, and he was worried about Amy, but he couldn't get closer, and he couldn't help but be more anxious.

"Father, I'm fine, look at this fireball, it's so cute, is this magic?" Amy shook her head, the red on her face had faded a lot, and she looked at the fireball in her hand and said excitedly.

McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, watching Amy slowly return to her normal face, it seemed that the appearance of this fireball had balanced the high temperature and discomfort in her body, but looking at the blue-purple fireball, her eyes narrowed slightly, he couldn't be sure if this was magic, shouldn't the flame of a normal fireball spell be fiery red?

Amy looked at McGonagall who was squinting slightly, but she showed a little panicked, her hand shook, the fireball in her hand was extinguished, she took her hand back at once, lowered her head and said as if she had done something wrong: "Don't be angry, Father, Millet knows it's wrong, and she won't mention anything about learning magic in the future." After speaking, he secretly glanced at McGonagall, and the expression on her little face was more aggrieved and more aggrieved.

"Huh?" McGonagall looked at Amy, who suddenly confessed her mistake, hesitated for a moment, and quickly found the answer in the memory of her predecessor, who had been very low-key since coming to the City of Chaos in order to hide her identity and protect Amy.

Amy had to wear a hat that covered her ears when she went out, just to prevent others from finding out that she was a half-elf, and she showed a strong interest in magic since she was a child, but she was strictly asked not to touch anything related to magic, let alone learn magic.

McGonagall looked at Amy, who was aggrieved and lowered her head, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed, the predecessor wanted to keep a low profile, let Amy live like an ordinary person, and try to protect her behavior He can understand.

But understanding doesn't mean agreeing, and suppressing Amy's nature is something McGonagall wouldn't do. And from his point of view, it is right to be low-key, but to be low-key to mediocrity is just a lie to comfort himself.

He once read a sentence in his previous life, mediocrity is not terrible, what is terrible is that he has spent his life mediocre, and he still lied to himself that it is true.

Of course, McGonagall Alex's life can't be described as mediocre, but he wants Amy to live a mediocre life, which McGonagall can't accept.

The bloodline of the strongest knight and elven princess in the human race, maybe he is a genius?

After all, Amy's fireball technique just now is self-taught, and with the memory of his previous body, he is reluctant to bump into such a fireball even in his heyday.

Looking at Amy, who was bowing her head and nodding her index finger, McGonagall's heart softened suddenly, what a lovely daughter, of course she could do whatever she wanted, and of course he should bear this kind of thing.

"Xiaomi, look up at me." McGonagall smiled.

"Father, Mi doesn't learn ......" Amy hesitated for a moment, raised her head to look at McGonagall, although her father was very kind today, but she still remembered the last time she said that she wanted to learn magic, her father was angry, she didn't want to make her father angry, she didn't want him to be unhappy.

"No, Xiaomi, from today onwards, I have no objection to you learning magic, and when the restaurant is open and you make money, I will send you to the Gray Temple to learn magic." McGonagall interrupted Amy with a smile and looked into her eyes and said seriously.

"Really?" Amy was stunned for a moment, looking at McGonagall, surprised but still a little incredulous.

"Of course it's true." McGonagall nodded, "It may take a little while, though, as the restaurant only opens today......"

"Father, you are so good, Xiaomi loves you!" Before McGonagall's words were finished, Amy had slipped out of the chair, threw herself into his arms, hugged his face and kissed him, and then looked up at McGonagall, and said with a serious face: "Millet will definitely become a very powerful magician, protect my father, this is Millet's wish." ”

"Well, I'm sure Amy can do it." McGonagall also looked at Xiaomi's eyes and nodded sincerely, and then said with a smile: "Then, let's open the restaurant first, McMie's restaurant, our restaurant." ”