"I'll make you breakfast, you can play for a while." McGonagall laughed and turned and walked towards the kitchen, the ugly duckling was afraid of heights, which was very interesting, but it didn't look like it could fly, so it shouldn't be too much of a concern.

Occasionally, customers come by outside the restaurant, and when they see the sign on the door of the restaurant that says 'closed on holidays', they are disappointed and can only go back.

The guests have gradually figured out McGonagall's temper, although Boss McGonagall is easy to talk and kind to others, but as long as it is the rules set by the restaurant, then do things according to the rules, no matter who you are, if you don't follow the rules, Boss McKeh has a terrifying blacklist in his hand.

After a simple breakfast, it was already nine o'clock, but the sun was just right, and it was perfect for flying a kite or something.

"Let's go! Fly a kite! Amy jumped out of the dining room first, followed by the ugly duckling with her short legs, and McGonagall, holding a kite in one hand, followed out the door.

The kite was nearly a man tall without the three colored tails behind it, and the brilliant purple was interspersed with some bright silver, the color was so bright that it looked like a real feather.

Although the kite is large, it is very light to start, as if there is no weight, and the slender pole has strong toughness and strength, as if as long as the kite is thrown, she can go to the sky, this texture makes McGonagall very satisfied, and she almost couldn't help but praise the system.

Of course, praise does not exist, this boast, the kite did not go to the sky, and the system is afraid that it will go to the sky.

"Wow, what a beautiful kite! Is little Amy going to fly a kite with Boss Mai? At the door of the magic potion shop, Hee-hee, who was feeding black charcoal and mung beans, looked at the big kite in McGonagall's hand and asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes, this is a kite made by my father, do you want Sister Hee to fly a kite together?" Amy said proudly, and at the same time sent an invitation to Hee-hee.

"Although I also want to fly kites, Sister Hee Hee still has to work, so I can't accompany little Amy to fly kites today, and I have fun with my father." Hee-hee glanced at the magic potion shop and shook his head with a smile.

"Okay." Amy nodded, looked at the black charcoal and mung bean again, and said with a smile: "Mung bean, black charcoal, do you want to go together?" ”

"Don't!" Black Tan decisively refused, looking at Amy's gaze with a little horror.

"I don't want to go either." Mung Bean also shook his head, and his red mouth combed his soft green hair, "I can fly myself, so I don't like to fly kites." ”

"Don't worry, Black Carbon, I won't use you to test the Arctic Flame next time." Amy looked at Black Charcoal and comforted.

But before Hei Tan could breathe a sigh of relief, he said seriously: "At least it will be when Master Turtle Shell teaches me the second magic." ”

"Little Lord, Your Highness...... No, the little one is wrong, you raise your noble hand, spare the little one, I will do whatever you say in the future, please don't freeze me with that ice cube again, it's too cold! Black Tan's voice was full of grievances, and the little black eyes looked at Amy, already teary.

"Okay, seeing that you are so pitiful, then I won't freeze you next time." Amy looked at the black charcoal, thought for a while and nodded.

"Thank you, little master, Xiao Hei will be your most faithful servant in the future, please feel free to tell me if you need anything." Black Tan was overjoyed, and there was a bit of trilling in his voice.

"That's ......," Amy looked down at the ugly duckling on the ground, staring at a flower butterfly, ready to pounce.

"Meow Meow~" seemed to feel Amy's gaze, the ugly duckling's body suddenly stiffened, and shook its head vigorously, it also felt the fear of being dominated by ice cubes last night.

"It's not right for you to do that, so who am I going to use to test magic?" Amy pouted, a little annoyed.

"It's not right for millet to use ugly ducklings and black charcoal for experiments, no matter what we do, we have to consider the feelings of others, and if it's a friend, we shouldn't force them to do something they don't want to." McGonagall looked at Amy, her expression a little serious and serious.

"Is that so?" Amy looked up at McGonagall, a little confused and confused.

"Well, you see the ugly duckling doesn't like you to freeze it with magic, so it's scared, it's a bad emotion, it means it's not happy, we should make our friends happy, just like you want Jessica to be happy." McGonagall nodded, softly.

For Amy's age, behavior is more often done according to preferences, and at this time, he needs to be guided by his father.

"Like Jessica...... Amy's eyes gradually brightened, and she looked at McGonagall and nodded seriously, "Father, I understand." ”

"Yes, good." McGonagall had a smile on her face.

"Ugly duckling, I don't need to freeze you with the Flame of Extreme Cold." Amy said with a smile as she looked at the ugly duckling.

"Meow meow~" The ugly duckling screamed happily and rubbed Amy's calf with his head, full of happiness.

"However, Jessica never wanted me to hold her, so I won't hug you in the future, and you're not too young, you have to learn to walk by yourself." Amy then said earnestly.

"Meow~" The ugly duckling's happy color disappeared all at once, looked up at Amy, raised two small white front paws, and made an expression of wanting to hug.

"No, my father said, I want to treat you like Jessica, if I want to hug you, but I can't afford to hold Jessica, it's not fair to her." Amy shook her head in refusal, waved her hand to Hee-hee, and jumped in the direction of the square, where there were already many kites competing in the sky in the middle of the square.

The ugly duckling immediately froze, looked back at McGonagall, and reluctantly shifted his target.

"I've got a lot of stuff in my hands, so you can go by yourself." McGonagall shrugged her shoulders, holding the kite in one hand and the kite reel in the other, and followed Amy, the little one must not be spoiled, otherwise he will gain weight and be too tired to pick up.

"Meow!" The ugly duckling screamed a little aggrieved, and trotted behind the two, although it seemed a little harder, but it could keep up.

In the square, many parents are taking their children to fly kites, there is a large circular square in the center of Aden Square, and the flat ground paved with bluestone is the most suitable for kite flying.

When the children are together, they will naturally compare whose kite is more beautiful and whose father flies a higher kite.

"Father is so good! Our kites fly the highest, and the biggest! The best-looking! A little girl with a small bun on her head clapped her little hands and chased behind a man in a black power suit, her little face full of excitement.