Chapter 40： You can call him black charcoal.

“Task reward: a package of experience with the meat sauce, please host the kitchen to practice as soon as possible.” The sound of the system fell, and there was a golden experience bag in the mind of McGonagall.

"System, give me a fancy hair experience package." McGonagall said in his heart that today crowdfunding 3,000 gold coins, so there are still more than 400 gold coins left, and a thousand ingredients have been purchased, short time There is no big expenditure inside, and the experience package for tying hair is just right.

"This system requires permission calculations, whether to open other experience packages for the host." The system seems a bit hesitant.

"120 gold coins, I pay cash." McGonagall said.

"120 gold coins have been collected, the fancy tie hair experience package is in place, please host to receive." The system floated a line of words, a blue experience package appeared in his mind.

"The money is very fast." McGonagall spoke in his heart, directly opened the blue experience pack, a message poured into his mind, and it was completely finished in a minute.

Now there are hundreds of ways to tie hair in his mind, single horsetail, double horsetail, ponytail, ball head... As long as it is said to be exported, he will, and the experience package produced by the system is easy to use.

However, 120 gold coins for the earth is also 12,000, this tuition is a little expensive, but in order to make Amy happy, McGonagall thinks that this money is still very worthwhile.

"Father, let's go out and play, don't we have to come to the hotel at noon?" Amy gently pulled Lamag's sleeves, and her face was full of expectation.

Amy is very active, and it is very sensible to be able to collect money in the restaurant during the business hours. Magog can't refuse this request. He smiles and nods. "Okay, But before going out, give Xiaomi a nice hair."

"Really?" Amy's blue eyes suddenly widened, but looking at McGonagall was a bit skeptical and uneasy: "But father, is your hair still like yesterday?"

I remembered the hair that my father gave me yesterday morning, just like a big bag swollen on the head. Amy felt that if she went out like that, she would definitely be jokes by other children.

"Of course not. I just thought of a super nice hairstyle. It must be very suitable for Xiaomi. Do you believe that your father is good once?" McGonagall thought of the buns yesterday, and his expression was also a glimpse. I sincerely look at this Amy.

Amy stared at McGonagall's face for a moment, and then nodded reluctantly. "Well, that millet will give his father an opportunity. If not, let his father go to learn from Luna." ""

"Good." McGonagall nodded with a smile, but there was no such thing as learning from Luna. He now has hundreds of ways to tie his hair. Maybe Luna will ask him later. Ask for it.

McGonagall cut the purple cloth that Amy took yesterday with two pieces, then took the head comb and began to tie Amy's hair.

As for what hairstyle to choose, McGonagall did not pick up the eye because of the choice of hair style.

Little luoli, double ponytail is justice!

However, in order to show off the skills, McGonagall decided to switch to a more difficult double ponytail.

Amy sat on the high stool, her eyes continued to squat, with some doubts, and some expectations, but the small mirror was confiscated by McGonagall, and she would have to tie it up and show it to her.

With experience in my mind, Meg got up with his hair, but he didn’t feel the tension of yesterday. Although he couldn’t do it, he slowly divided his hair and prepared two small scorpions, and then With a purple hairline, a double ponytail hairstyle is complete.

After taking a hand back, Meg looked at Amy in two steps. The silver hair was braided into two delicate little scorpions hanging in front of him. The purple hairline at the end hit a small bow, and the delicate face was blue. The big eyes fluttered, and the black luoli skirt was so cute.

"Father, look good?" Amy looked down at her nephew, looking up at Meg.

"Amy can look at it myself." McGonagall did not answer, smiled and took the mirror from the side and placed it directly in front of Amy.

"Wow--" Amy looked at herself in the mirror, her mouth wide open, blinking her eyes, and she didn't seem to believe that it was herself in the mirror. After a while, she took her eyes away from the mirror and watched. Megman is worshipped and said: "Father, this hair is good-looking, and it looks better than Luna’s teacher. You are very good."

"This is just a small meaning. After that, my father will change your hair every day, let's go, let's go out." Meg nodded calmly, took Amy from the high stool, solved the apron, and took a few gold coins. In the pocket, holding her little hand and walking towards the door.

"Yeah." Amy played with her little sister-in-law and looked up at McGonagall. She thought about what her father would be, really good.

Feeling the gaze of the little luoli worshiping around, Meg's face with a calm expression, in fact, the heart has long been happy, this 120 gold coins really worth the money.

"Father, you see, the stupid bird is wearing a leaf dress, it seems that there is no feather." Amy stopped when she passed the magic potion, pointing to the birdcage on the side and said with amazement.

McGonagall turned around unexpectedly. The crow that was on the day was still alive, and the burnt bird cage had been replaced with a new one.

The crow was burnt and the whole body was bare and only had a mane on his head. He was wrapped in two leaves, which blocked the key parts like a fig leaf. He looked at the two people with his eyes open and looked very funny.

"Humble... You two guys, burned down the king's palace, burned my gorgeous royal robe, and still want to think about it!" The black crow said angrily, but today's voice sounds a bit slick. Hey.

"Stupid bird, you have to swear, or I will burn you with fire." Amy looked at the crow, a small face, and said seriously.

"stop and stop!" The crow jumped a few times on the crossbar and said with a wing: "Forget it, look at the fact that you are still cute, the king privileged you to call me Fama. Odin, my Royal Highness, I will not be honored to see me later. The royal robe and the palace will not be lost by you."

McGonagall looked at a crow who was reluctant to compromise. He also wanted to laugh. It seems that this guy has some shadows on Amy.

"You can call him black charcoal." The green-haired parrot on the side interjected, then nodded to McGonagall and Amy. "You can also call me Santa."