The audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Hill in disbelief, and then at McGonagall, but they didn't expect that it was Miss Hill's own handwritten invitation to invite him to the dinner.

Well, everything Cyril said before was overturned.

And the last slightly mocking sentence was more like a slap in the face of Cyril.

When Hill was already able to fill out invitations for others, Cyril didn't even know about it.

Of course, what was even more surprising to those present was Hill's attitude towards McGonagall, for McGonagall, she did not hesitate to offend Cyril, and it can even be said that she did not give face at all.

What kind of identity does this McGonagall have? Why does Hill value it so much?

Cyril's smug face grew stiff and embarrassed, and Ciel's words pierced his heart like needles, poking at his sore spots with every word.

The four major families are indeed qualified to invite some people to the party, but only the patriarch of the four major families has this right, and he does not have this right.

And after the invitation is made, they will report to the party preparation team for reporting, so there is no need to doubt Hill's words at all, McGonagall must have been invited by her.

"Hello, little sister in the red dress." Amy bit the cookie and greeted Hill happily, this young lady looked pretty good.

"Meow." The ugly duckling, whose four little paws hung on Amy's little skirt, looked up at the little cookie in Amy's hand, and called out a little aggrievedly.

"Ugly duckling, don't worry, I'll hug you when I'm done eating." Amy bowed her head and comforted.

"Meow meow~" The ugly duckling looked helpless and turned his face away.

"Hello, little Amy." Hill said with a smile on his face as he looked at Amy.

Cyril looked at Hill with a dark face, and said in a deep voice: "Since it is a guest invited by Miss Hill, there should be no problem, but this person, as far as I know, has insulted my Aden Chamber of Commerce three times and twice, and has seized the restaurant of our Chamber of Commerce members, causing the director of our Chamber of Commerce to be imprisoned, is such a guy also worthy of attending the mid-year party of our Aden Chamber of Commerce?" I wonder what Miss Hill meant by inviting him to participate? ”

"What! And this kind of thing? ”

"I heard that this boss once said that our Aden Chamber of Commerce will close down sooner or later."

"Isn't the strange barbecue shop closed there, and now there is an ice cream parlor, and the owner is him."

"I heard that Director Devo and Director Goodinia were imprisoned before, and it has something to do with him."

"Why did Miss Hill invite him to the party? Isn't this an insult to the party? ”

As soon as Cyril said this, there was a commotion in the crowd, and people began to whisper.

Hill listened to the discussions, frowning slightly.

Cyril's lips were smirked.

Hill is going to compete with Jeffrey for the new head of the Chamber of Commerce, and if he can make her lose some reputation in this matter, he will definitely be able to get extra points from Jeffrey.

"This uncle, although I don't know who you are, it is still necessary to clarify your slander. First of all, I am really dissatisfied with the rules of the Aden Chamber of Commerce that discriminate against half races, and insist that if I don't change it, I will die sooner or later. ”

"As for Richie's Barbecue, the owner came to me to try his cooking skills with me, and offered to bet on the restaurant, and finally lost to me."

"And those two directors of the Aden Chamber of Commerce commanded a fourth-level murderer to storm my restaurant and try to kill us, before they were captured by the Grey Temple and imprisoned in Basti Prison. It seems that the relationship between the uncle and the two directors seems to be good, I don't know what the relationship with the fourth-level murderer is? ”

McGonagall stepped forward and looked at Cyril with a smile, a little mocking.

As the discussion subsided, everyone's eyes turned to Cyril, and although McGonagall's first sentence was a little crazy, the last two sentences pointed the finger at Cyril.

Doing business in the City of Chaos, there are a few things that cannot be touched, and the Gray Temple is in the first place.

If Cyril really had something to do with a fourth-level murderer, then he would never be the patriarch of the Morton family in his life.

"You...... How could I have something to do with murderers! Cyril's face changed, and he said in a hurry, the old man had warned him because of this before, and now he must not let himself be bypassed.

"If it doesn't matter, then why do you look like you want justice for them? You're suspicious. McGonagall's smile widened.

"They have been disqualified from the board of directors of the Chamber of Commerce, and their behavior is also a personal act, and it has nothing to do with the Chamber of Commerce or me. I don't know much about them, and if that's what you say, then they deserve to be punished. Cyril forced himself to compose himself, and when he broke his teeth, he could only swallow into his stomach.

"Well, I wonder if I need them to leave?" McGonagall asked.

"Hmph." Cyril shook his hand, turned around and left, losing face today.

Seeing this, the onlookers also dispersed, but they didn't expect that the farce would win in the end.

Hill looked at McGonagall a little apologetically, "Mr. McGonagall, I should have waited for you to come in." ”

"It's okay, I was invited by Miss Hill to have the opportunity to participate in such an upper-class dinner, and I should be wronged." McGonagall smiled and said that Hill was quite satisfied with his previous performance, at least showing her sincerity.

"For Mr. McGonagall, it's just something within reach." Hill looked into McGonagall's eyes and smiled.

"There's something to think about." McGonagall shook her head slightly.

"Mr. McGonagall is an interesting person." Hill said with a smile.

"Miss Hill is a smart man." McGonagall smiled as well.

"Heh, it's still the same lively today."

At this moment, a somewhat bewitching voice suddenly sounded.

A black shadow with huge wings appeared in the air outside the banquet hall, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a black mist and appeared at the entrance.

The black mist cleared, and a sexy woman in a high-forked black dress and a servant covered in a black robe appeared.

"It's her!"

"Countess Bathory! She's here again this year! ”

"Hasn't she been here for two years? Why is it here again this year! I heard that her favorite is a young girl. ”

After seeing the comers, there was a commotion in the banquet hall, and the young girls stepped back in a panic, fearing that they would be captured by the rumored terrible vampire ghost.

"Countess?" McGonagall looked up towards the entrance, and next to the trembling master of ceremonies was a young and seductive woman.

She looked to be about thirty years old, with long wavy brown and black hair draped casually, blue eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and a slightly sickly pale complexion, which lined the lips as ruddy as blood.

The tight black long skirt shows a touch of snow-white and sexy furrows on the chest without hesitation, and the high-leg skirt is open all the way to the thighs, and the round and characterful snow-white long legs make people feel a little dazzling.

She looked down at her neck as haughty as a white swan, like a queen.

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