Chapter 626: I have a big baby to show you.

McGonagall sat up from the bed and sat face to face with a man who was wearing the same big bear pajamas and looked exactly like him.
The two men stared at each other and looked at each other. They were carved out of a mold.
If he didn't just wake up from his sleep, McGonagall thought he was still dreaming.
"Hey~" The ugly duckling was on the edge of the bed, turning his head around and looking awkward.
"Hey~" Amy looked at McGonagall and smiled happily.
"Millet, is this?" McGonagall looked at Amy. The expression of the little guy has already explained everything, but the person in front of him seems to be too similar to himself. Just like a real person, he almost did not distinguish it. Know how Amy got it.
"Father, this is the magic of my new learning." Amy stretched out a small hand and walked over from whom, and smiled and continued: "Look, this is fake, but it looks like it is Really the same. Master Julian made me the best thing, then I changed my father and I can change other clothes."
McGon looked at the one in front of him and changed into a chef's suit, black uniform, and changed his skirt to his body. He quickly raised his hand and stopped: "Okay, my father saw it, it is really amazing."
The magical magic can be played as a miracle, probably only his own prostitute.
However, women's swearing, he refused to try, even if it was just to the illusion.
"Father, you think it's amazing!" Amy's eyes lit up and she looked at McGonagall. "But Master Yulian said that it is best not to change you out during the battle."
"I think Teacher Julian's words are quite reasonable." McGonagall nodded in deep thought.
The idea of ​​the little guy is very dangerous. Others’ magicians fight, they are all dragons and fires. When they come to her, it’s a matter of changing one person. Is it for him to chase the dragon with a kitchen knife? ?
This picture... Just think about it, McGonagall feels a bit spicy, is there such a magician who plays magic?
"Well~ Fathers are not willing to fight for Amy? However, in my heart, the father is the most powerful and powerful." Amy licked her mouth, looked down and said with a grievance .
"Well, what Xiaomi wants to use, I don't think there is any problem." McGonagall looked at Amy's grievances and felt that his heart was gone. There was only one thought in his mind: ‘ promise her! Promise her! ’
This little poor appearance, there is no way to stop it!
"Really!" Amy’s eyes lit up again, and her bright, big eyes looked at McGonagall.
"Of course." McGonagall nodded seriously and looked at the illusion of a kitchen knife in his hand. He suggested: "However, I think it might be possible to change his kitchen knife to a sword, and then wear a armor. It will be more powerful."
There is no way to change the battle, but at least change the look of a handsome, carrying a kitchen knife and what counts.

No.
Amy’s head shook like a rattle and said seriously:
I feel that my father’s clothes are the most prestigious, and the kitchen knife can make all kinds of delicious food. I like it most. This is the father of the class."
"You are happy." McGee hides his face, forget it, for the sake of his own prostitute, this face is not worth mentioning.
"Well!" Amy snorted in bed, and the ugly duckling who had just tried to climb up half a body was bounced out and rolled on the carpet twice, looking up at Amy with a pitiful look.
"Ugly duckling, do you have any dissatisfaction with me?" Amy asked as the ugly duckling tone was dangerous.
"Hey~" The ugly duckling climbed up from the ground, and some of his head eagerly shook his head.
"Well, since I wake up early today, get up early." McGonagall looked at the alarm clock on the bed, just five o'clock, smiled and touched Amy's hair, got up and changed her clothes.
"Barbara's sister is sleeping late, do I want to wake her up?" After washing, Amy looked at the closed door and whispered.
"Let her sleep again, it’s still early when she goes to work." McGonagall shook his head and walked downstairs, preparing to prepare the ingredients for the morning.
"Ugly duckling, I have a big baby to show you." Amy crouched in front of the ugly duckling, with her hand behind her back, some mysterious looking at the ugly duckling.
"Hey!" The ugly duckling's eyes widened and he jumped to the left and left, looking forward to watching Amy's hand.
"Look at it." Amy took the handle to the front, and the ugly duckling sniffed forward and sniffed back two steps to make a gesture to throw out.
"Hey!"
Amy let go of her hand, and a colorful bird flew out of her hand and flew over the nose of the ugly duckling.
The ugly duckling, who was just about to jump up, reacted slowly for a few seconds, then fell backwards stiffly, squinting on the ground and watching the birds flying around in the restaurant. After a while, I climbed again. It was up, chasing the little bird and running around the restaurant.
"Come on, ugly duckling!" Amy screamed happily, and the laughter of the silver bell echoed in the restaurant.
"Little bird?" Amy and the ugly duckling are playing happily. Barbara came down from the upstairs and saw a colorful bird flying. Hesitated, raised his hand and used space magic to imprison it, ready to put it. Go outside.
"puff"
However, the banned color bird struggled a few times and turned into a purple air that disappeared without a trace.
"Phantom?" Barbara's face showed some unexpected colors. Although she just got up a little confused, but this little bird is alive, the magic fluctuations are extremely weak, so that she can not recognize it for the first time, prove the exhibitor For phantom magic.
The ugly duckling stopped at once and looked around.
"I was caught!" Amy looked at Barbara with her eyes wide open, her fingers turned and her fingers clicked.
Barbara was wondering where the illusion bird came from, and when he turned his head, McGonagall didn't know when it was silently appearing beside her.
"Hey! How come you suddenly!" Barbara was scared to step back two steps, staring at McGonagall, and how to walk without a footstep.
"Ha ha ha ~"
Amy smiled and leaned forward.
"What's wrong?" McGonagall heard the sound coming out of the kitchen and saw the McGonagae standing in front of the counter, and some scared Barbara, could not help but laugh: "Amy, no pranks.

"It turned out to be an illusion." Barbara also came back to look at the life-like McGonagall. It looked almost no different from the real person except for the eyes.
"Good talent." Barbara turned to look at Amy, and could not help but admire in her heart.