"Wow! What a cute little girl! ”

"Her clothes are so beautiful, and the style is very curious, like a dress, and like a skirt, I have never seen such a dress!"

"Yes, it feels very elegant on the body, and the lining is very slender, I don't know which tailor made it, I want to make one too!"

"What is she holding in her arms? Have you always been an orange kitten? New variety? How I've never seen one. ”

The aunts in the crowd broke out all at once, staring at Amy, who was standing at the highest level, and expressed great interest.

This dress is not only good-looking, but also has a unique style, and only when such clothes are worn out can they become the focus of the audience.

Of course, with such pink and cute clothes, some old aunts are still self-aware.

"Maimie's Restaurant!" Goodinia, who was holding a glass of wine and talking and laughing with someone, suddenly turned his head, his eyes fell on McGonagall, he couldn't help clenching his fists, took two deep breaths, and said with a sneer: "Isn't the half-elf half-race, when will it start, the party of our Aden Chamber of Commerce will also let the half-race enter?" ”

"Yes, I've heard of Maimie's restaurant, it seems to be quite popular in Aden Square recently, but this restaurant doesn't seem to have joined our chamber of commerce, right?" The fat merchant next to him was also puzzled.

"Not only did he not join, but this boss said in front of me that it is impossible to join our Chamber of Commerce in this life, and he will watch our Chamber of Commerce go out of business." Goodinia scoffed.

"So how did he get the invitation? Is it uninvited? Someone else questioned.

A small commotion spread through the crowd.

"This is the McGonagall who spoiled me three times and twice?" Cyril also frowned and looked back at McGonagall, Devo was still in Basti Prison, and the food rankings were now not controlled by him, and all of this was because of this guy.

McGonagall touched Amy's hair, and the little guy had nothing but food in his eyes.

Looking downward, McGonagall looked at the crowd below the black press, raised an eyebrow, and took Amy's small hand and walked down.

It seems that he still has a misunderstanding of the fashionable costumes of this world banquet, and most men wear luxurious long gowns, which are covered like cylinders, and regardless of their stature, some look like walking cylinders, and the distinguishing ones are various colorful colors.

However, he had never seen any parties in his previous life, so this kind of scene naturally held on.

As for the unkind eyes that looked at their father and daughter, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Before he came, he had been mentally prepared, one of the rules of the Aden Chamber of Commerce was for the half-race, and many of them had no goodwill towards the half-race.

Now it seems that this inference is completely correct.

He came today, in addition to meeting Ciel, the more important thing is actually to prepare to collide with this stubborn big guy.

McGonagall took Amy's hand and just walked into the banquet hall, Cyril had already stepped forward, glanced at Amy, and looked at McGonagall with some contempt, "You are the owner of McMie's restaurant?" ”

"Wow! Father, I'm going to eat that little cookie! Amy shook McGonagall's hand and exclaimed happily as she pointed to the biscuits on a waiter's plate next to her.

"Meow!" Hearing the food, the ugly duckling also screamed with some excitement.

"Okay, I'll get it for you." McGonagall smiled dotingly, ignoring Cyril, and beckoned to the waiter, "Waiter, give me a copy of that." ”

"You dare to ignore me?" Cyril's voice was a little cold, and in the City of Chaos, few people dared to ignore him directly.

"You dare to murder my father, you count...... Which cookie is it? Amy crossed her hands on her hips and looked at Cyril with a serious expression.

The crowd around them suddenly caused a burst of laughter, and everyone was trying to control the smile on their faces, and the tone of the little girl's voice was so funny, but they didn't want to offend Cyril because of this, and many people's faces turned red.

Cyril's face darkened, he looked at Amy, laughed angrily, and said coldly: "Heh, you half-......"

"Seeing that you are not young, do you have to grab a small cookie when a child eats it?" McGonagall took the small biscuits from the waiter's hand and handed them to Amy, interrupting Cyril.

"I ......," Cyril was momentarily speechless.

"If you want to say it, if you don't say it, how will the waiter know that you want it, but if you want to snatch it from a child, I don't think it's good?" McGonagall continued.

"Big bad guy who grabbed the little biscuits, don't come here!" Amy hid the cookie behind her and looked at Cyril with a wary expression, as if she was really guarding him from snatching it.

The laughter in the crowd grew louder and louder, and the people who were still holding back their laughter just now couldn't help it.

Cyril listened to those laughter, his face was ugly as if he had just eaten a fly, looked at McGonagall, and sneered: "When are pets and half-elves allowed to come in at the party of the Aden Chamber of Commerce?" Moreover, your restaurant is neither a member of the Aden Chamber of Commerce nor a high-quality development target, how can you end up here? Your invitation, it's fake, right? ”

The laughter in the crowd died down and people began to whisper.

Although the mid-year party of the Aden Chamber of Commerce is not a particularly serious party, under normal circumstances, only members of the Chamber of Commerce and their families, and some merchants who will develop into members of the Chamber of Commerce will be invited.

As Cyril said, it is indeed impossible to be invited on McGonagall's terms.

If his invitation was fake, then their father and daughter might have been blasted out of the venue and become the biggest laughing stock today.

Cyril had a smile on his face, and looked at McGonagall with a mocking expression, "I don't know what your intentions are, maybe you want to use this opportunity to enter the class you look up to, but you don't deserve to stand here with a fake invitation, guard, throw these two guys out of me!" ”

Several tall orc guards surrounded them from all sides, ready to make a move.

"Father, are these guys here to steal my cookies?" Amy hung the ugly duckling from her skirt, one hand already holding the magic wand.

"Such a guy should be given a profound lesson, so that everyone will want to mix in and eat and drink in the future." Goodinia said with a smile, the fat on his fat face trembling, and he felt a bad breath.

"Mr. McGonagall was invited by me, and the invitation was written by my own hand." At this moment, a voice sounded from behind, the crowd parted, and Hill, who was dressed in a red dress, stepped forward, looked at Cyril and smiled: "Don't you know that the four major families are qualified to invite others to the party?" Oh yes, you may not be qualified to know yet. ”