McGonagall and Irina looked at each other and smiled, the little one's mouth was so sweet.

"Did you learn?" Irina asked with a smile as she looked at McGonagall.

"I think you're a little weird today." McGonagall raised an eyebrow slightly.

"What's the blame?" Irina touched her hair, could it be that her hairstyle was messed up?

"Weird cute." McGonagall smiled.

Irina was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help laughing, looking at McGonagall with a bright eye, she was really learning so fast.

"What about me, what about me! Father, am I not cute? Amy stepped forward, pouted, and asked with small bun-like fists against the sides of her face, blinking her big eyes.

"Well, millet is super cute, too." McGonagall laughed and scratched Amy's nose.

"So how do I tie my hair today? I also want to tie up the big balls again. Amy let McGonagall help her put on her shoes, then looked at Irina, "Can Mother help Amy?" ”

"Absolutely." Irina nodded, she didn't expect Amy to like her hair so much, it seems that her hair tying skills are not as bad as she imagined.

"Uh...... Amy is going to school today, I think maybe I can tie a low-key little ball, the school is looking for strange dresses recently, or I'll come today......" McGonagall said weakly, yesterday's bird's nest-like big pill head made him remember it very deeply, going to school with such a hairstyle will definitely become the focus of attention, or it is better to keep a low profile.

"Is that so?" Irina was slightly disappointed when she heard this.

"Yes." McGonagall nodded, seeing that Irina was not very happy, and said, "But Amy is studying with Master Julian tomorrow, right next door, and there is no one else." ”

"Okay, then I'll tie Amy's hair again tomorrow." Irina's eyes lit up and she nodded.

"After that, one day my father was pierced, and one day my mother was pierced, which was great." Amy was also happy.

McGonagall carried Amy to the dresser, took a wooden comb and put her hair neatly in order, picked a rubber band from the box, flipped it with a few nimble fingers, and tied it up with a cute little ball.

"So fast? And, it's so cute! Irina looked at Amy's hair, which was tied up in a blink of an eye, it was really like a small ball, delicate and cute, and it was not messy at all, more than a hundred times better than the big pill she had set with magic yesterday.

On top of that, McGonagall's technique was so skillful that Amy's hair was tied up before she even had time to learn it.

"Want to learn?" McGonagall looked back at Irina and smiled.

"Hmph, I don't want to." Irina turned her head and said a little arrogantly.

"Let's go downstairs then, I'm going to make breakfast for the cleaners." McGonagall glanced at the time, it was already six o'clock.

"Mother, why don't you ask your father to tie your hair?" Amy asked, walking beside Irina and touching her long hair draped behind her.

"Because some people only think about tying you up, and they don't think about me at all." Irina glanced at McGonagall's back and pouted.

McGonagall raised her eyebrows slightly, already feeling the sour smell gradually spreading behind her, and suddenly felt a little aggrieved.

He just thinks that Irina's hair is so smooth and distinctive, so that it looks more temperamental, and it doesn't need any hair accessories and hairstyles to modify it at all.

McGonagall went downstairs, and Phyllis was already waiting outside the door.

"Princess, how was your rest last night?" Phyllis entered the dining room, looked at Irina with concern and asked, Her Royal Highness the princess will recognize the bed, if it is not a familiar environment, she will often not sleep well.

"Well, I slept pretty well." Irina nodded, the soft big bed, the quilt with a faint floral fragrance, and the little cutie in her arms, she slept very sweetly last night, and swept away the fatigue of this time.

Phyllis looked at Irina's perfect complexion, which really didn't look like she hadn't rested well, and she was much more relieved.

"I'm going to go out for breakfast in a minute." Irina took a sip of the warm water McGonagall had poured for her earlier and said casually.

"Is there something wrong?" McGonagall asked, looking up.

"I'll go with you." Phyllis also said at the same time.

Phyllis looked at McGonagall, and then at Irina, didn't Her Royal Highness say something to her?

"I'm going to find a place to be the Night Elves' station." Irina looked at McGonagall and said, then at Phyllis, "Bean sprouts, you don't have to go with me, follow him to learn how to cook, you will be the head chef of the Night Elves in the future, and food is a major recruiting selling point for the Night Elves." ”

"Kitchen...... Head chef? Phyllis opened her mouth slightly, feeling that she suddenly had a heavy burden on her shoulders, but this was the trust of Her Royal Highness the princess in her, she had to work hard to do a good job, and nodded seriously: "I will work hard!" ”

The Night Elves moved their base to the City of Chaos, intending to accumulate strength here, and then wait for the opportunity to counterattack the Wind Forest Yesterday, Irina told him that the location of more than a thousand people really needs to be carefully searched.

"Why don't you wait for the restaurant to open for a while, I'll accompany you to have a look, I'm familiar with the City of Chaos." McGonagall looked at Irina and said.

"It just so happens that I don't have any money on me." Irina nodded without thinking.

"Boss, I'll try to pay back the money I need to rent a place." Phyllis hurriedly said, she was a little worried that McGonagall would mind this and treat Her Royal Highness as a scoundrel.

McGonagall and Irina glanced at Phyllis at the same time, both looking a little strange.

"Although I am paid very little now, I will work hard." Phyllis was looked at by the two of them, and said more firmly, you can't let Her Royal Highness the princess go to work.

"Let's talk about this later, I'm willing to do my part for the Night Elves." McGonagall was relieved.

"Boss, you're so good." Phyllis looked at McGonagall with emotion, she didn't expect her boss to be willing to do so many things for the Night Elves for her, so she didn't know how to reciprocate.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll go cook first." McGonagall walked towards the kitchen with some embarrassment, the money he earned was given to his daughter-in-law, and it was difficult to make an IOU.

"Now that Phyllis is back, can I stop going to work? You don't think you need me, do you? Camila came to the dining room, glanced at Phyllis, who had perfectly cut the various ingredients with a wind blade in the kitchen, and looked at McGonagall and asked.

"We signed a one-year contract, because of the addition of hot pot, the amount of ingredients used has also doubled, and now that Phyllis is back, your workload can be reduced a lot, so you better stay." McGonagall looked at Camilla and shook her head, just kidding, now that the restaurant is short of manpower, how can he easily let go of such a laborer.