Camilla, who was sweating profusely, collapsed on the bed, tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, her face was red, and she looked at McGonagall with resentment, only to feel that all her strength had been squeezed dry.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually used such a perverted method - tickling!

"Good." McGonagall reached out to help Camilla untie the rope that was wrapped around the back of her head, cocking her orchid fingers and pulling the ball out of her mouth, "Now you can swear." ”

"I, Camila Bathory, swear by the ancestor of the vampire clan that I will submit to McGonagall for one year from this day forward, and I will never rebel or rebel." Camila gritted her teeth and said, her mouth moving, and she wanted to cry aggrievedly.

"Remember your vows, from today onwards, work hard, don't come and harass me again, I'm already a person with a daughter." McGonagall nodded in satisfaction and helped Camilla roll over, untying the handcuffs that bound her hands, and removing the collar from her neck.

"Now, you can go." McGonagall took two steps back and looked at Camilla lying on the bed.

As a normal man, it seems that something should be done in the face of such a mature royal sister who can't move and can't resist.

But he is such an unusual beautiful man, taking advantage of people's danger, not a gentleman's doing.

Although this danger is caused by him.

Far away on the border of the Wind Forest, there is a woman who is desperate for the future and freedom of the elves, how can he plant grass on her head.

That's a fierce existence that can smash a tenth-level powerhouse off the bench!

Leaving all of this behind, McGonagall was already past the stage of being controlled by her lower body.

Therefore, he looked at Camilla, who was still lying motionless on the bed, and couldn't help urging: "Why don't you leave?" ”

"Can't move...... Camila's grumbling voice sounded, although the magic had been restored after the collar was untied, but there was no strength in her body, even if she wanted to leave this place of shame immediately, her body would not allow her to do so.

"Where's your home?" McGonagall frowned.

"The Endless Sea."

McGonagall thought about it, and it didn't seem wrong with that.

"Then I won't be able to send you home, sleep here tonight, and get up tomorrow and go straight to work." McGonagall said casually.

"I ...... I'm never going to sleep in the same bed as you. Camilla's eyes widened, could it be that this guy repented!

"I don't want to sleep with someone who is sweating all over my body." McGonagall rolled her eyes.

Camila breathed a sigh of relief, although the sweat on her body made her a little uncomfortable, but the bed under her was so comfortable, it felt like the whole person was going to sink in, soft, and super warm, if she could sleep here tonight, it seemed to be ......

"You sleep on the ground." McGonagall spread the quilt on the bed to the ground, made a bunk on the side of the bed, and then directly picked up the stunned Camilla and put it on the ground, pulled the quilt over her body, and nodded with satisfaction, "It's good." ”

"You...... You can't find a girlfriend like that......" Camilla complained, and the guy actually let her sleep on the floor while he slept on the bed.

"Hehe, I'm the one who has a daughter." McGonagall smiled disdainfully, "Besides, the girls who line up every day to be my girlfriend add up to go around the City of Chaos." ”

Camilla choked, McGonagall was not bragging......

"A night attack that is a headache." McGonagall looked at the wet sheets, sighed, and could only change a new set of sheets and quilt covers, and by the way, put away the three all-round photographic stones, glanced at Camilla, who was wrapped like a rice dumpling, and smiled: "Good night." Then he turned off the light with a click.

Soon, the sound of McGonagall's steady breathing could be heard.

Camilla, who was nervous, listened to McGonagall's steady breathing, and was also relieved, it seemed that McGonagall really had no other intentions for her, but soon thought a little annoyed: "Why! Does this guy have no feelings for me? Am I really not an attractive woman? ”

Although her mind was full of thoughts, and she slept in a man's room covered with his quilt, the tiredness kept coming over like a tidal wave, and Camila quickly fell asleep.

As soon as McGonagall closed her eyes, she pushed straight away the Kitchen God Proving Ground.

If Camilla didn't want to make her ancestor's coffin board unstable, she probably wouldn't have tried to hurt him.

Because of Camilla's sudden night attack, McGonagall has wasted a lot of time, and in order to prevent her from waking up the next day and not being able to get out of the Kitchen God Proving Ground, she must enter as soon as possible.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, a strong spicy smell was already blowing in my face, and on the seasoning rack, there was already a little more open spice, and before I cooked, I began to brush up on my presence frantically.

It is not an easy thing to boil the hot pot base, especially a pot of spicy and mellow soup pot, there are more than a dozen kinds of spices and seasonings alone, and it requires precise ingredients and skillful cooking skills to boil out a pot of red soup pot that people can't stop after eating.

The soup pot, and most importantly, the pot of soup.

This soup is not clear water, it must be a beef soup that has been boiled for more than ten hours, and the soup is fragrant and mellow.

A large piece of butter slowly melts in the pot, pour the chopped bean paste into the pot, boil it into a pot of red red oil, sprinkle in a handful of peppercorns, the spicy fragrance blooms naturally, pour in the boiled beef broth, and then add red pepper, ginger and other spices and seasonings in turn, and slowly boil out a pot of fragrant red soup.

As for the clear soup pot, it is much simpler, the clear soup is healthy, but it is not the same as being as light as water, and it also needs a pot of bone soup to release the taste of the ingredients.

Replaying the steps in her mind several times, McGonagall began to boil the soup pot.

"The soup tastes bland, and it fails!"

"The peppercorns stir-fry are two seconds short and fail!"

"Too low spicy, fail!"

"Failed ......"

Like an indifferent killer, McGonagall calmly accepts the failure of the system's decision, and then pours pots and pots of failed red soup into the waste water pool.

It doesn't cost money, and it really doesn't hurt at all.

……

The next morning, when the alarm went off, McGonagall opened her eyes almost at the same time.

At the same time, Camilla opened her eyes.

She had a strange dream in which she dreamed that she had been taken by McGonagall, imprisoned with a strange instrument, and tickled him with a feather.

Then he saw a hand reach over his head, grabbed something that looked strange and was screaming, and pressed it hard.

The jingle stopped, and her eyes met McGonagall's face poking out of bed.

"Ah!!h

Camilla let out an exclamation, it wasn't a dream!

"Good morning, big ...... father" Just then, the door of the room was pushed open, and Amy jumped in happily.

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