[High Dragon Oath: Summons dragons with a total life of no more than 27 to serve you (up to 3), the value of the reward depends on the mission time and the dragon's life (the ratio of dragon life to gold is 1 to 10,000, and dragons will not accept summons below 10,000 yuan.] ）】

Morgan blinked, silently closed the box, put it back in Mrs. Potts's hand, and said to himself: Hello dragons, goodbye dragons.

"Silly boy, this is for you, you have to keep it well, this is the last gift my great-grandmother gave me."

Mrs. Potts put the music box back into Morgan's hand, and said softly, and it was evident from her expression that she was quite pleased with Morgan's attitude.

While Morgan was still playing with the High Dragons Oath in his hand, Mrs. Potts was already humming a song as she opened the letter that had been sent.

"Ah, it's magic, little wizard, I liked to hear this story when I was a child, I thought I was going to be a little witch, I have a cat, I must have a cat, let's buy a black cat."

Listening to Mrs. Potts's cheerful voice, Morgan felt that it was Mrs. Potts who was going to enroll.

Morgan doesn't know what to say about this, anyway, it's in this letter that means to clarify the situation of the school, and then introduce what to buy, there is no difference between looking at it now and waiting to see it, Morgan waved his hand and said.

"Mom, I'll go upstairs first, call me again if there's anything."

After saying that, Morgan was about to go upstairs with the music box, he wanted to go back and find out all his pocket money, after all, the high-level dragon oath was placed there, and he had to make up the money to summon a lowest-level dragon.

Waiting for the income of jumping every minute, then when to go, or to turn over your pocket money first, how to say that the ratio of British pounds to RMB is close to 1 to 10.

Trying to make it together, Morgan can still scrape together some money.

Mrs. Potts, on the other hand, was not idle, and after reading the letter with pleasure, she hurried to Mr. Potts.

Mr. Potts, who was at work, took leave and rushed back without saying a word, and Mr. Potts, who was less than forty years old, as an excellent foreign trade businessman, had a round face, and his hairline was almost close to the position of the Qing Dynasty.

When he walked, the hair that came from behind was blown up by the wind from time to time, and Mr. Potts always walked cautiously for fear that his hair would be exposed.

But today he could not take care of anything, and after parking the car, Mr. Potts did not even take his bag, but hurriedly pushed open the courtyard door, and said loudly: "Elena, are you telling the truth?" Our Morgan is really so good. ”

"That's, look at this, here's the letter of acceptance." Mrs. Potts excitedly waved the parchment in her hand.

Mr. Potts took it and just looked at it a few times, and then said excitedly, "It's wonderful, I know that my family has a magical bloodline, and I remember when I was a child I found the staff from Merlin in the basement of the old house, and I will go back and look for it." ”

Looking at Mrs. Potts' disbelieving look, Mr. Potts was a little anxious, "Why don't you believe it, let me tell you, our family has a magical origin, I ......"

Listening to the background identities of their families blowing to each other in the courtyard downstairs, Morgan, who had already turned out all his pocket money, closed the window a little speechlessly.

These two are good except for bragging, but they are not very reliable to blow, last week they don't know why, bragged that they are the descendants of Skywalker, and Mr. Potts also specially explained what the word Skywalker and the word Potts have in common.

Hell, these two words don't even match a letter.

Further on, Mr. Potts's braggadocio is not very clear, it was all before Morgan crossed over, but it can be seen from the movie periphery in the master bedroom that Mr. Potts must have had other different 'identities' before.

When Morgan closed the window, there was already a discussion downstairs about whether he wanted to buy an extra set of teaching materials and a wand or something, and whether he could teach himself some magic at home.

I don't know what the couple thinks, but they are even more enthusiastic about learning magic than Morgan.

Mrs. Potts had already begun to think about how she would use magic to do housework after she had magic, and Mr. Potts thought that he would change his car to magic, and when he arrived at the company, he could shrink it and put it in his bag and take it away, so that he would not have to find a parking space.

Morgan, who was a little helpless, knew that if they continued to blow like this, they would not stop until tomorrow, so he could only go downstairs.

"Alright, two Archmages of Potts, I think you should write back first, rather than thinking about it here, I remember you said that when you first met, you thought of my son's name."

"Morgan, what are you talking about, although we are thinking a little more, but this time it really doesn't have anything to do with you." Mr. Potts said helplessly.

Mrs. Potts also brought the parchment letter to Morgan, touched his head, and said, "Well, my good boy, you can write a reply, and by the way, ask if they have one-on-one tutoring." ”

Morgan looked through the contents of the parchment and found that it was similar to what he remembered, and said, "I think what we need most now is not a one-on-one tutor, but a guide, without whom we might not even know where to buy these things." ”

"Maybe we can look at TV shopping." Mrs. Potts, a veteran housewife, reminded.

But after accepting the murderous eyes of Mr. Potts, Mrs. Potts, honestly, kept her mouth shut.

"That's right, ask them if they can ask a guide to lead the way, by the way, ask them if they have any extra wands, write this sentence down, hurry up."

Seeing that Mrs. Potts stopped talking, Mr. Potts began to take the lead, "You write that I have Skywalker blood in my veins, and if he has extra wands, I can exchange my extra lightsaber for him." ”

At Mr. Potts' instigation, Morgan wrote a reply, but now there was a key problem, they didn't have an owl at home.

Mr. Potts thought for a moment, "Where to find the owl at this time, I don't think it's as good as this, it's still early, I'll go to the nearby market to see if there are any live chickens and buy two of them." ”

"Isn't it supposed to buy pigeons, why do you buy chickens?"

"Isn't the owl also called the Scottish round-faced fat chicken, I think it's a type of chicken."