Chapter 1824: Netizen replied: you can install halo

Everyone was gone, and Amy held the ugly duckling and took Annie out to play.
McGonagall closed the door, turned to look at Irina who appeared in the restaurant, and smiled: "Do you have many question marks?"
"I know you just didn't tell the truth to them, so what's going on?" Irina nodded and looked at McGonagall curiously.
"What do you see?" McGonagall did not rush to answer.
"A holy light, a real light, runs through the universe."
"Have you learned?"
"Not yet, but as long as I watch it enough, I will learn sooner or later." Irina shook her head slightly, "So, what the is going on? Why does this dish have such a wonderful effect? ​​And does the octopus monster have relationship?"
McGonagall looked at Irina and thought for a while, then pondered for a while, and said: "I don't know the specific situation at present. It is said that after the cooking skill reaches a certain level, it will produce some wonderful dishes. Impact. For example, the tofu brain that can maintain beauty and beauty, and the Buddha jumping wall that can make bald hair grow. This may be the effect of fried octopus whiskers and octopus balls. "
Irina stared at McGonagall for a while, her expression slightly quirky: "That is to say, your cooking has been able to stew the rules of heaven and earth?"
"It's not that exaggerated, it might just open up an opportunity for you. The law of heaven and nature, people who understand it, naturally understand, and people who can't understand it, even if they see it, it's useless." McGonagall shook his head and fell. Not intentionally trying to hide Irina, but the system is not easy to explain, more wrong, and told her to eat the meat of octopus monsters, I am afraid that she will spit out on the spot, had to blame it all on the magic Cooking.
Anyway, this is not replicable.
Of course, the more important point is that Irina obviously has a great interest in the law of Holy Light, and intends to continue to use this opportunity to observe the true Holy Light.
This feeling is probably like when you eat chicken gizzards and fatty intestines, the boss will not specifically tell you which part of this thing is, what the main function in the host body is used to do.
Irina looked at McGonagall with doubt, "Is it really not related to that octopus monster?"
"Do you think if I used that octopus monster to make octopus balls, would I sell 40 copper coins?" McGonagall shrugged.
"That's right, you have to sell eighty copper coins for a dough stick." Irina nodded and took the tentacles of the octopus monster. It was terrible. It's impossible to sell only one forty copper coins.
"That's determined by market value, not what I set high." McGonagall said calmly without blushing.
You know, this is a demigod knight who wakes up early every day, rubbing the twists and turns, picking the dough sticks for them, not to mention the eighty copper coins, even if it is eight hundred copper coins, it is not too much.
"You look pretty today." McGonagall looked at Irina and said with a smile.
"Do you like it?" Irina smiled shyly.
"Well, I like it." McGonagall nodded.
The shyness on Irina's face disappeared instantly, and she looked at McGonagall with a smile: "So you like animal beasts ears? Well, is there anything between you and Connie?"
McGonagall glanced at the small leather whip she didn't know when, and the smile gradually disappeared. This is what he said was fishing law enforcement? !
And think about it carefully, this is a suicide question.
You say you like it, she said it was not her, small leather whip waited.
Don't you like it ...
The folding chair may appear.
"I mean, I like everything you look like." McGonagall tried to keep his brain cold and awake. The brain was running fast, and he began to turn the earthy love words in his brain.
"Then if I look like Geloria, do you like it?" Irina asked with a smile.
McGonagall: "..."
"System, can you send me a help post? I'm really in a hurry now!" McGonagall's little heart thumped, and I don't know what Irina said when she just ate with Goliath, really It is sad and painful.
"Netizen replied: You can pretend to be dizzy." The system quickly replied.
McGonagall rolled her eyes and collapsed immediately.
Ignoring McGonagall lying on the ground straight, Irina was dumbfounded.
"Are you really fake?" Irina quickly leaned over and grabbed McGonagall's wrist, her heart rate was a bit fast, but it was still in the normal range.
"Pretended?" Irina's eyes narrowed, an arc of a corner of her mouth, and the whip snapped beside McGonagall.
McGonagall's eyelashes were trembling, but he still controlled his stress response.
"Okay, don't pretend, this question skips." Irina put away her whip and gently kicked McGonagall's foot with her toes.
McGonagall opened one eye, glanced at Irina with the whip closed, relieved, and then opened her eyes vaguely and sat up, looking puzzled: "What happened to me? "
"Huh, you know how to do it, even if you pretend to be dead." Irina took out the folding chair hidden behind her.
McGonagall: ヽ (.> Д <) o ゜
He was terrified.
Fortunately, Irina did not really do it.
Otherwise, he really didn't know whether to win or lose.
"That girl is very cute." Irina put away the bench and found a chair to sit down.
McGonagall knew that she was talking about Gloria, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, could she want to find herself a small one?
However, he quickly dismissed this idea, which may be another clever fishing law enforcement, and the folded bench may become double back.
Men must be stable. Too fast is often a bad thing.
"Do you say Annie? It's cute, but unfortunately she doesn't speak." McGonagall poured her a glass of water, sat down opposite her, and nodded.
Irina glanced at McGonagall, wondering if he really didn't know who she said or pretended.
"By the way, Krassu just said that he will take Amy to Los Angeles in a few days to attend the magician's conference." McGonagall pretended not to see Irina's expression and changed the subject.
He didn't like to dance on the tip of the knife. If this accidentally fell, he would either lose his life or his life.
"The boring game is just a group of guys under eight, but it's an opportunity for Amy to experience." Irina nodded slightly.
"Amy is only four years old now. Is it too early to become famous?" McGonagall worried.
"I became a senior magician when I was ten years old, and you know the world when you were twenty-three years old. You became famous early. This is the tradition of our family." Irina took it for granted.
Macquarie thought about it, but there was no flaw.
"I heard Andrea wanted to talk to you personally. The person who came to invite you should already be on the way." Irina suddenly smiled, "Are you going?"