Chapter 616: Father, are I still a three-year-old?

McGonagall looked at the bright smile on Barbara's face. The first time I found out that the girl was still very cute when she smiled, at least it was much more lovely than a man who had just said that she was going to burn her hand.
However, if you think about it carefully, this is just a little princess who is raised in the palace and is used to pampering. Suddenly crossing the world and wanting her to quickly understand the habits of the world is obviously not an easy task. After all, not everyone in this world is waiting to pass at any time.
Seeking common ground while reserving differences is the attitude that should be seen in the matter.
To change the angle, just like he can't understand the world's attitude toward the semi-racial, he wants to correct this mistake, and the world's attitude is not the same.
"But there is no crystal bed for you to live in, there is no super large wardrobe to store clothes for you, even... not even a wooden bed." McGonagall looked at Barbara and shook his head.
"As long as you let me live here, it doesn't matter if you don't have a bed, I really like it here!" Barbara shook his head, his face still full of excitement.
"No, I have a relationship." McGonagall still shook his head.
"This Princess has not asked anyone else in this life." Barbara had a serious face suddenly, squinting, and some grievously looked at McGonagall. "But, this time, can I ask you, let I live here, even if I sleep on the ground."
McGonagall raised his eyebrows and looked at Barbara, who was so earnest. He couldn't find the princess who had just been arrogant. Instead, he had a pitiful feeling, and he had no idea how to deal with it for a while.
"Boss, Barbara doesn't really like the place where I live, and she is really afraid of mice. Before she finds a suitable place to live, let her live with you first." Whispered, some pity looked at Barbara, the girl just screamed and hid in her arms, she felt a little distressed, if she would not go, then she would have no family like her, no relatives It is.
"Yeah, father, let Barbara's sister stay, so that I can teach her the rules of our chaotic city, and I won't be on the streets and fight with others." Amy is also shaking the hands of McGonagall. Begging for it.
"Even if you didn't learn it yourself, you have to teach others." McGonagall didn't breathe a finger on Amy's nose, stared at Barbara's eyes for a moment, and nodded slightly: "I can promise Let you stay."
Without waiting for Barbara to cheer, McGonagall continued: "However, I will not provide you with any accommodation. You can use the bathroom from 10:00 to 10:30 in the evening, but you must use the bathroom after use. Clean up, can't leave a hair. Going upstairs at night, and the scope of activity is limited to this room."
Both Amya and Sally looked at Barbara with some worries.
"No problem!" Barbara nodded directly and did not blink.
"And, you have to remember, this is not your month's country. No one will be a princess, so you have to abide by the rules of the world. If you still have troubles, you will not be for you. Take the consequences." McGonagall looked at Barbara’s eyes and said seriously: "People are responsible for their actions. You are not a three-year-old."
Barbara looked at McGonagall, silenced for a moment, solemnly nodded: "I know, I am responsible for my actions."
"Then let's stay, but this is just for you to stay. After you find the right place to live, you have to move out. After all, this is not a palace, just a playground for McGonagall." McGonagall nodded and turned. Go downstairs.
"Father, isn't I still a three-year-old?" Amy asked with a raise.
"Of course not, you are a four-year-old, so you have to start being responsible for your actions." McGonagall said, touching Amy's hair.
"Well, I know." Amy nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Barbara with a happy look: "Great, Barbara sister, you can live in my house, today I I want to give you a lesson. Regarding holding hands, you can't do it to my father. He will take my hand, but he is a good person..."
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In the Devil's Islands, on a desert island, several people wearing black robes and covering their faces sat on the slopes of a canyon to eat.
"The Master of Xius, the city of Chaos is still not connected. After the Black Hawk returns, the secret letter is not charged. There is something wrong with it." At this time, a black robe magician hurriedly held a black from the hillside. The eagle ran down and said something anxiously.
The black man sitting on the hillside heard the words and looked at it. His eyes were a little concerned.
Hughes looked up at the red-lacquered secret letter tied to the black eagle's foot. The brow was deeply wrinkled, and the knife at the corner of his eyebrows became extremely obvious. The dead fish eyes were It looked even more gloomy, and the voice was a bit low: "When did they lose contact with them?"
"They received their report three days ago, so if something goes wrong, it should be in these two days." The black robe magician quickly said.
Hughes fell into silence again, only his brows were deeper.
"According to the regulations, the Black Hawk team reports to the Sisters every other day, Nelson, they will not really have an accident?"
"The strength of Nelson's team is not strong, but it is definitely not weak. Even if you encounter any enemy, at least one or two people can run out. How can it disappear even if the news does not come out?"
"Do you say... they met that person!"
"Is it impossible, is that person already abandoned? But we have already rummaged through several islands and still have not found them."
The black man sitting on the hillside whispered and looked a little dignified.
"You bring a team to the city of chaos to see what the situation is, the Eagle reports." Xius looked at the black robe magician.
"Yes." The black robe magician nodded and took a seven-person squad and quickly disappeared into the canyon.
"Go ahead, today after searching the island, there are three islands left, and that guy is very likely to be among the remaining three islands." Hughes looked at the black man sitting on the hillside and said, When you first walk toward the jungle covered with thick fog.
"Yes." The black men looked at each other and they got up and followed suit.
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"Adult, after two days of careful investigation, we did have a small battle in the rainy night two days ago, and the strength of the two sides is at least four or more, including knights and magicians, but the rain I wiped out most of the traces, so I wasn’t sure if anyone was killed in the battle.
Deep in the Aden Square, a piece of lush woods, this would become a mess, a man dressed in gray temple clothes to Bran Delihui reports.