"The order from above hasn't come down yet, but the news from Alcatraz is urgent, if it's really Alex, once he realizes that we're looking for him, he may disappear again." Xius's voice was a little low, with a feeling of oppression.

"But my lord, it was said that Alex might be in the City of Chaos, so should we just give up the City of Chaos?" The man in black hesitated, but asked.

"Our Black Eagle has been looking for more than ten days in this chaotic city, rummaging through the slums and all possible places, and we haven't found a cripple with a half-elf girl at all, a waste person, it's not so easy to hide, we haven't found the slightest clue in so many eyeliners in the chaotic city, which means that the possibility that he is not here is extremely high." Xius shook his head slightly, the light gray dead fish eyes glanced at the man in black, and said coldly: "I have fought with him, I know what kind of person he is, even if he becomes a waste, he will definitely not give up the dignity of a knight, so there is no need to waste time on some strange people and directions, just like he can never become a chef, what we need to do is to find him in the shortest possible time, his useless hands and feet even if he is a level ten great magician has no way to recover." ”

"Yes." The man in black's face changed, and he bowed his head and didn't dare to speak.

"You take a team to stay in the City of Chaos to search, and the rest of me will go to Alcatraz with me." Xius's gaze swept over everyone present, and the scar on the corner of his eyebrows looked particularly hideous on his pale face.

……

"Good morning." The next morning, just after dawn outside, McGonagall woke up from the bed, walked lightly to the bedside and glanced at Amy, who was still asleep, with a smile on her face, changed her clothes and washed upstairs.

After this systematic reinforcement, McGonagall's physical fitness has reached the standard of a first-class knight, although the level is not high, but the physical fitness has far surpassed ordinary people, almost comparable to the boxers in the previous life, and she is full of strength.

"From a waste person to this state, the system is really reliable." McGonagall moved her hands and feet, satisfied with the sense of strength that her body had fed back, and at first her worst fear of living with a crippled body had been completely eliminated.

"System, can you give me a recipe for mooncakes?" McGonagall asked inwardly as she pushed open the small room on the third floor, where there was already a beer brewing machine, and the brewing materials and barrels were all in the same position as last night.

"I can't." The system replied decisively.

"I'll give the money." McGonagall tried again.

"Still no, this is the bottom line of this system, please don't insult this system with money, this system also has a bottom line!" The system is solemn.

McGonagall raised her eyebrows, the recipe system has indeed never budged, it should have something to do with its so-called three laws of the system.

"System, why haven't you posted a task lately? Hurry up and send me a mission! I don't do tasks for a day, and I'm uncomfortable, and the rewards for this mission aren't too advanced, as long as the mooncake making method is fine. McGonagall thought for a moment, and said it seriously.

"There are no tasks to be released in this system." The system refused.

"Then think about one now, don't you have any conditions that can be triggered? Tell me, I'll trigger it for you? McGonagall continued with no sign of the word.

"Host, please don't force the system to release tasks, this is a serious violation, and you will make the system very passive." The system protested solemnly.

"How much does it cost for you to post a task? 100 gold? 1000 gold? 10,000 gold? McGonagall asked, raising an eyebrow.

"That...... 10,000 gold coins, this system ......" the system hesitated.

"This host refuses, 10,000 gold coins? What about the cheat! McGonagall rolled her eyes and decisively refused.

The "......" system floats through a line of ellipsis.

"It seems that the problem of moon cakes still needs to be discussed in the long run, three days later is when the moon is the fullest, and the moon cakes must be brought out at that time, otherwise the Mid-Autumn Festival will be yellow." McGonagall thought to herself as she weighed the various ingredients and poured them into the brewing machine.

"The brewing time is one day, although it is not as fast as the kitchen god space, but compared with the normal brewing method, this is completely black technology." McGonagall clicked the turn button, and the brewing was complete in twenty-four hours, and he needed to fill the beer into the keg as soon as possible, and he could brew three casks of beer at once, which was extremely efficient.

Closing the door to the small room, McGonagall went downstairs and began to prepare the ingredients needed for the morning's business, and when it was almost time, she went upstairs to wake up Amy.

As soon as McGonagall walked to the bed, Amy suddenly opened her eyes, looked at McGonagall and said happily: "Father, I dreamed of my mother last night, she was sitting under a big tree that would shine, my mother is really beautiful, and so gentle, holding Millet and singing to Millet." ”

"yes, did she say anything to us millet?" McGonagall smiled and touched Amy's hair, it seemed that the little one should have been awake for a while, just waiting for him to wake her up.

"Yes, she said that she also wants to eat moon cakes, she lives on the moon, and she also wants to eat the moon, father, when we make moon cakes, let's eat them for our mother?" Amy looked at McGonagall and said seriously.

"Okay, then when we're ready, we'll show her what to eat." McGonagall looked at Amy a little distressed, rubbed her hair and said, "Okay, then let's get up first, finish dinner and go to class." ”

"Okay!" Amy happily got up with her arms around McGonagall's neck and kissed him on the cheek.

After breakfast, McGonagall sent Amy to school, and when she returned, Abeimia and Sally were already waiting in front of the restaurant, Sally looked a little preoccupied and a little tired, and didn't seem to have rested well.

McGonagall looked at Sally, hesitated, but still didn't take the initiative to speak, he didn't know what happened between Sally and Bloor last night, but there were some things she didn't say herself, he didn't want to ask, everyone had their own secrets.

Yabei Mia was obviously a little worried about Sally, but she couldn't help but ask.

At the end of a busy morning, McGonagall flipped the sign at the door, relieved.

Sally and Yabei Mia also quickly cleaned up the restaurant and finished their morning's work.

"That...... Boss, I have a question for you, can you? Sally looked at McGonagall, hesitated for a long time, and then spoke.

"Well, you name it." McGonagall looked at Sally mildly and nodded.