Dining room balcony

"Father, I'm thirsty and want to drink water, you wait for me here, I'll come up soon." Amy put her sword aside and turned to run downstairs.

"Little one." McGonagall smiled and reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead, now practicing swords is also one of his daily activities, practicing for an hour before going to bed every night is not easy to help with swordsmanship.

"But after practicing for almost an hour, I'm also a little thirsty." McGonagall put the sword aside and went downstairs, still a little uncomfortable letting Amy fetch water herself.

McGonagall walked to the staircase on the first floor and was about to go out, but suddenly held her feet and looked sideways in the direction of the doorway.

Amy, who was supposed to be drinking water, grabbed her neck with one hand and dragged two three-flowered ducks in the direction of the door, her small appearance looked funny and distressed, and she thought to herself with some doubts: "Amy, what is this going to do?" ”

"Meow Meow~"

The ugly duckling followed behind, screaming a little anxiously, and his eyes were full of worry.

"Shhhh Amy glared back at the ugly duckling, then looked in the direction of the staircase, and whispered, "It wouldn't be good if my father found out." ”

"Meow." The ugly duckling croaked weakly, not daring to squeak again.

"Can't you let me find out yet?" McGonagall poked her head out again, looking at Amy who had already walked to the door with curiosity, the little guy deliberately avoided him, dragging the two three-flowered ducks where was he going?

Amy put down the two three-flowered ducks, and the two three-flowered ducks who were strangled by life gasped for breath, and writhed in horror to get away from Amy.

"Don't run!" Amy grabbed the two ducks by the necks again, then stood on tiptoe and tried to reach the doorknob, her fingertips finally touching the handle, and with a click, the lock opened, revealing a slit.

"Whew." Amy exhaled softly, looked back at them a little weakly, looked at the two three-flowered ducks fluttering and struggling in her hands, quickly let go of her hand to let them breathe, and then walked out of the door lightly with their necks again.

McGonagall poked her head out and could only see the backs of Amy clutching the two ducks, but instead of going far, she dropped them at the door, as if to say something to them, and then a flame appeared in her hand.

"Are you going to bake it directly?" McGonagall raised an eyebrow and quietly walked to the door, looking sideways.

The two three-flowered ducks looked at Amy in horror, and the ugly ducklings on the side were also anxious to block in front of the two ducks, but looking at the flame in Amy's hand, there was a little fear in their eyes.

Amy looked at the red-topped three-flowered duck, slowly squatted down, and said with an expectant face: "Such a fat ugly duck, it must be delicious when roasted, just like the roast goose shop in the square, roasted to golden brown, just break one leg and eat it directly, it must be super happy." ”

"Quack Quack !!"

The two three-flowered ducks flapped their wings in horror, trying to stay away from the devil, but their legs were tied, and they were tied together, and they couldn't move half a minute at all, and could only watch the flames slowly approach, feeling the terrifying heat.

"Alas, I originally wanted to eat you, but seeing that the ugly duckling is so pitiful, I decided to let you go, I can't let the ugly duckling experience the pain of losing his parents since he was a child." Amy sighed, and the flame in her hand shrank to the size of a chopstick, and with a stroke between the legs of the two three-flowered ducks, the rope tied to their feet was reduced to ashes.

The two three-flowered ducks who felt the heat under their crotches were directly paralyzed to the ground in fright, looking dazed, as if they didn't understand what was going on, and even forgot to run away.

"If you don't leave, I'll regret it, but my father is going to make you into roast duck tomorrow." Amy's gaze began to move again.

"Quack !!"

The two red-capped three-flowered ducks seemed to come back to their senses at once, fluttering their wings and flying up at once, and suddenly flew in the direction of the square, one of them almost crashed into a tree because of excessive panic, knocked down a dead leaf, and disappeared into two black dots in the sky.

"Meow~!"

The ugly duckling looked at the three-flowered duck flying away with some excitement, then turned to look at Amy, and rubbed her feet with his little head.

"It turned out that I was afraid that the ugly duckling would be sad." McGonagall smiled and shook her head, the little one was still very kind.

"Okay, I know you're happy." Amy touched the ugly duckling's head, looked at the expression of enjoyment on its face, and smiled, "However, have you ever heard of the repayment of the father's debt?" ”

"Meow~"

The ugly duckling looked at Amy with some bewilderment.

"It's okay, you'll understand later." Amy smiled and picked up the ugly duckling, glanced at the sky again, turned around and entered the restaurant, and muttered with some remorse: "It's really sad to watch the two roast ducks fly away, but how should I tell my father?" It took him a day to catch them......"

McGonagall quietly disappeared from the staircase, and the little one must have secretly let the ducks go because he was afraid that he would not agree, but he was a little curious about what reason the little one would tell him about it.

"Father, please drink water."

McGonagall waited on the balcony for a while, and Amy stepped out with a glass of water in her hands, trying to raise her hand and hand it to McGonagall.

"Well, thank you Amy." McGonagall smiled and took a sip of the glass, and the little one knew to honor him first.

Amy looked up at McGonagall and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Father, I let those two ugly ducklings go because I think ugly ducklings are going to be sad." ”

"It's okay, it's something to be encouraged to be considerate of your friends' feelings." McGonagall smiled and shook her head, looking at Amy's eyes full of appreciation.

It is important to him not only because the little one knows to be considerate of his friend's feelings, but more importantly not to try to lie, but to be open with him.

Amy smiled and nodded, "Well, but it doesn't matter, although I let them go, but their child is still in my hands, and sooner or later it will be returned." ”

McGonagall smiled a little helplessly, then touched Amy's head and said, "Then let's practice the sword for a while and go back to sleep." ”

"Uh-huh." Amy nodded, picked up the longsword that had been placed aside, and followed McGonagall through the exercises.

……

The next morning, Yabei Mia looked at McGonagall, who had just made everyone's breakfast, and asked curiously, "Boss, what is stinky tofu?" ”