Due to the closure of McMie's restaurant, an ice cream parlor saw a peak in customer traffic.

Ice cream is the perfect food for summer, but on a cold winter day, you don't even want to put your hands outside, let alone eat something related to ice.

But during this time, the temperature in an ice cream shop has risen a lot, and the first thing people who enter the store is to take off their coats.

Sitting in a warm ice cream parlor and having a sweet ice cream is a pleasant feeling.

Therefore, in addition to children, it has also attracted many young people, as well as many young couples.

"Business is unexpectedly good." McGonagall looked at the ice cream parlor full of customers, a little surprised.

"yes, Mia is amazing." Gina gave a thumbs up and looked appreciatively at Mia, who was busy in the ice cream parlor.

McGonagall saw a lot of McMie's regulars among the customers, and she smiled and said, "Go in." ”

"Father, aren't you going in?" Amy looked at McGonagall a little strangely.

"Well, I still have to run some errands, and when it's done, I'll come back and have lunch with you, you talk to Sister Mia about it, and I'll go back to the restaurant for lunch at noon today." McGonagall smiled.

"Okay." Amy nodded, and she and Gina walked towards the ice cream parlor, and McGonagall reached for a carriage carrying passengers to Buffett Manor.

"Is Miss Hill here?" McGonagall asked the porter at the door of Warren Buffett's estate.

"Do you have an appointment?" The porter looked at McGonagall with some wariness, but still revered and deserved.

"Nope." McGonagall shook her head.

The porter smiled: "Then please come back after making an appointment, Miss Hill has already gone out today, and she has never seen guests who have not made an appointment in advance." ”

He had to receive dozens of people like McGonagall every day, and he wanted to see Miss Hill as soon as he opened his mouth, but Miss Hill didn't want to see them at all.

Besides, this guy came in a carriage, and how could anyone who didn't even have a carriage know Miss Hill.

"That's right......," McGonagall mused, Hill had to manage such a large family and company, and the schedule must be full, and he came suddenly, indeed a little inconsiderate, and was about to leave.

"Mr. McGonagall, why are you here?" At that moment, a voice rang out from the manor, and a young man walked out quickly, it was none other than the Hill's assistant who had taken McGonagall to the train base the first two times.

"I have something I want to talk to Miss Hill about, but I haven't made an appointment in advance, so it looks like I'll have to come back next time." McGonagall laughed.

The assistant smiled and said, "Miss Hill told you before, you are the partner of the first order, if you want to find Miss Hill, I can take you to her now, I think she will be happy to meet you." ”

The porter on the side of "First Sequence ......" looked at McGonagall in disbelief.

As far as he knew, among the people in the first sequence of Miss Hill were the lord, the city lord, and the hall master of the Gray Temple...... And this unremarkable-looking man is actually on Miss Hill's first-order list!

"Okay." McGonagall nodded, he was no stranger to the cooperative sequence, the higher the value of the partner, the higher the sequence, it seems that Hill regarded him as quite important.

"Wait a minute, I'll let them get the car over." The assistant respectfully turned back to the manor, and in a few moments the coachman drove out in a magnificent carriage pulled by four pure white unicorns, and stopped beside McGonagall.

"Mr. McGonagall, please get in the car." The assistant opens the door.

"Thank you." McGonagall got into the carriage, the assistant closed the door, and sat down on McGonagall's side, and the carriage drove smoothly without asking a word.

"Wait a minute." The carriage stopped in front of a Buffett bank, the assistant said, got up and got out of the carriage, and came back after a while, opened the door and said respectfully: "Mr. McGonagall, Miss is invited, you can come with me." ”

"Okay." McGonagall got out of the car and followed her assistant into the bank, through the lobby, to the VIP room on the second floor.

"Mr. McGonagall, I heard you were looking for me, is there anything wrong?" Hill was standing by the window, turned around when he heard the voice, looked at McGonagall and smiled.

"Yes, I went to Eiseniron Castle two days ago, and met Master Rohm, and I had a business to talk to Miss Hill about." McGonagall smiled and nodded.

Although it is not the first time that I have met Ciel, every time I see this girl who is only dressed in red, I still feel that I need to be sober and vigilant in front of her at all times.

"I just heard this morning that Master Roma, who hasn't had a new work for a long time, forged a kitchen knife for a chef yesterday, and that mysterious chef can't be Mr. McGonagall, right?" Ciel looked at McGonagall in surprise.

"Miss Hill is really well-informed, and she's still very smart." McGonagall nodded slightly, acknowledging the incident.

"Mr. McGonagall always has something to surprise about, and it's hard to figure out what kind of person you really are." Ciel looked at McGonagall and said with a smile: "However, the chef who can make Master Rohm forge kitchen knives, apart from you, there is indeed no second one on the Nolan continent." ”

"Miss Hill has won an award." McGonagall said politely.

"You go out first, don't let people in." Ciel commanded his assistant who was standing respectfully at the door.

"Yes." The assistant answered, turned and walked out the door, shutting it with his hand.

A soundproof formation lit up, enveloping the VIP room.

"I wonder what Mr. McGonagall is here to talk to me about today? Could it be related to Master Roma? Hill asked with a smile as she looked at McGonagall, staring into his eyes.

Master Roma is the number one forging master in the Nolan Continent, and he has been famous for four hundred years, and no one has ever been able to surpass him.

And the wealth he has accumulated over the past 400 years is, according to speculation, more than billions of copper coins.

Such a large account is naturally at the forefront of Buffett's target customers.

"Yes, yesterday I spoke with Master Rohm, and he said that he was willing to move the forge to the City of Chaos, and he was troubled by the inconvenience of moving the wealth he had accumulated, so I recommended Miss Hill's Buffett Money House to him." McGonagall nodded, straight to the point.

Hill's eyes were slightly fixed, he didn't expect McGonagall to be so frank, and then said with a smile: "I didn't expect Mr. McGonagall to find a satisfactory kitchen knife for himself, and also to attract such a big customer for our bank, I don't know how I should thank you?" ”

"Miss Hill should have a very good relationship with the goblins, I wonder if you can let them help the Night Elves in the dark?" McGonagall looked at Hildaw.

"Night Elves?" Ciel's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at McGonagall and said, "Is Mr. McGonagall for Princess Irina?" ”