McGonagall followed her upstairs, laughing as she picked up the ugly duckling lying on the ground with a helpless face, and the two little golden wings on the little one's back looked a little more conspicuous.

I don't know what kind of sand sculpture this is, whether it will really grow a pair of wings and turn into a white swan.

However, with its body type trend, it is completely in the direction of Totoro's chubby.

After filling the bathtub with hot water for the two little ones, and putting a few yellow ducks and an ugly duckling in, McGonagall exited the bathroom.

The two little ones have learned to bathe themselves, and Anna is a sensible little sister who is very good at taking care of the little sister.

McGonagall appeared from the bathroom, Irina was standing at the door of the room, he took two steps forward, and whispered: "The time has been set, tomorrow at noon, the elves will hold a sealing ceremony, officially crown Sally as the new elven princess, and execute the night elves caught during this time." ”

"What do you think?" Irina asked, looking at McGonagall.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be another conspiracy against you, the news of the execution of the Night Elves was deliberately released in the Wind Forest, just to tell all the elves and the world their attitude, and then see if you, who are regarded as the savior and spiritual leader by the Night Elves, will appear at the canonization ceremony and rescue all the Night Elves as all the Night Elves expect."

"Everybody knew I was going."

"Then this is a trap that has been infinitely perfected, as long as you go, it is very likely that you will not come back, after all, it is a trap laid by the power of a clan."

Irina was silent, although Berg was dead and the Elven Queen was still in retreat, the Elves were still a powerful race, and if they set a trap with the power of the clan, it would be almost impossible to save the Night Elves from them with their own strength.

"I'm still going." Irina looked at McGonagall with a calm gaze.

A smile appeared on McGonagall's face, the expected answer, and the one the whole world knew.

"You said you sprinkled a handful of tinder into the Forest of Winds, will it be able to burn into a prairie fire tomorrow?" McGonagall asked.

"You mean...... Igniting the fire? Irina's eyes narrowed.

"No, the fire has already been lit, and now what they need is a gust of wind that can blow a little tinder into a raging fire."

"Initiating an official showdown between the Night Elves and the Wind Forest?"

"It's too early to fight a duel, but the first shot inside the Wind Forest can already be fired." McGonagall shook her head, "Our strength is not strong enough, and if the internal struggle of the elves introduces too many foreign forces, it may eventually develop in a direction that we did not expect.

But this sealing ceremony gathered the eyes of all the elves, and if the night elves did nothing, that little spark would gradually be extinguished due to disappointment. You and the Night Elves must show their attitude and lead the Elves scattered throughout the forest to revolt, allowing the flames of freedom to ignite the forest and provide cover for our actions at the Ceremony. ”

Irina frowned, a little worried: "The strength of the night elves is too weak after all, and the strength of the low-level elves is also much worse than the ruling class, so letting them resist at this time may only increase casualties." ”

"Struggle is always bloody, and you should not underestimate the yearning for freedom of all classes, only by letting the struggle break out in the Wind Forest will there be different classes of elves gradually joining the team fighting for freedom, so that the Night Elves will become stronger in the bloodshed." McGonagall shook her head and smiled, "Shiryl and Sally are typical examples, although they come from noble backgrounds, they are compassionate to the low-level elves, and are willing to sacrifice their lives for the freedom of the entire elven race. ”

"I'll go out." Irina thought as the green light flashed under her feet and vanished.

"System, can you help me calculate what kind of energy can be generated if I increase the speed of the mobile restaurant to the maximum and then hit the ground at the highest speed? Converted to the magic attack level of this world, what level of damage is approximately? McGonagall asked in her head.

"Losers! Is something as high-end as a mobile restaurant for you to use like this? This is a high-tech existence that can change an aircraft carrier! ”

The roar of the system's jumping feet rang out in McGonagall's head.

"It's okay if you don't collide, then you can sell me a few missiles, the kind that doesn't require much, and can achieve the mission." McGonagall raised an eyebrow, using a mobile restaurant that can be big and small, and can fly fast as a missile, he is indeed a little distressed.

"Host, please withdraw your unreasonable request, missiles should not appear in this world, it will cause chaos in the power system, which will lead to a series of serious problems!"

"Then you better help me solve the problem just now, anyway, if you want to die, it doesn't matter if the power system collapses or something, can you let me do it all over again. No matter how good the mobile restaurant is, it has to be useful. McGonagall pouted.

The system was silent for a moment, and a small line appeared in McGonagall's head:

The speed of the mobile restaurant is increased to Mach 5, and the shock wave caused by the ground impact in a fully loaded state, as well as the explosion of the nuclear power unit inside the restaurant, can cause a huge amount of damage caused by the joint attack of more than 10 level 10 magicians, and cause a drastic deterioration of the environment within a radius of five kilometers, please use it with caution!

"That's a big kill." McGonagall's eyes lit up, but this is an indiscriminate attack, which is equivalent to growing mushrooms, with high damage and strong destructiveness, and it really can't be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

Moreover, what bothers McGonagall the most is that although he has such a big killing move, he can't use it to threaten others.

Others don't believe that he has such a big killer move.

"It would be nice to have two mobile restaurants." McGonagall sighed, and took one out and blew it up first, so that others would know the power, so that the threat would be more confident.

Aside from the mobile restaurant, the only thing McGonagall can think of now is Landist, but she has already asked them to send out the Night Elves to save the Night Elves, and then ask them to go deep into the Wind Forest Hard Anus Elf Clan, such a request has exceeded their original agreement.

"Now we can only hope that the free flame spread by the Night Elves has accumulated enough fire, otherwise this may become a dark day for the Night Elves." McGonagall thought to herself.

"Father, we're done." Amy, wrapped in a bath towel, opened a crack in the door.

The ugly duckling poked out his wet head, shook his head, and squatted there with some resentment licking his wet little paws.

"Okay, I'll blow your hair." McGonagall picked up the dry towel she had prepared and went into the bathroom, first wiping the wet hair of the two little ones, and then drying it with a hair dryer.

Amy, with her long fluffy silver hair, hugged McGonagall's arm and said coquettishly, "Father, can we sleep with you tonight?" Miss Anna and I want to hear your story about Nezha. ”

"The Demon Boy is born." Anna also looked at McGonagall expectantly.

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