Chapter 855： Have you heard of the debt of the father?

Restaurant balcony

"Father, I am thirsty, I want to drink water, you are waiting for me here, I will come up soon." Amy put the sword to the side and turned and ran downstairs.

"Little guy." McGonagamy smiled and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Now practicing sword is also one of his daily activities. Every night before going to bed, he spends an hour practicing, and his skill for swordsmanship is not good.

"But I practiced for an hour, and I was a little bit thirsty." McGonagall put the sword on the side and went downstairs. He still had a little peace of mind to let Amy pick up the water himself.

McGonagall went to the stairs on the first floor and was about to go out, but he kept his foot again and looked sideways at the door.

Amy, who should have been drinking water, grabbed her neck with one hand and dragged two three-flowered ducks toward the door. The small appearance seemed to make Meggie laugh and distressed. Some doubts were in my heart. "Amy, what is this?"

"喵喵~"

The ugly duckling followed suit and followed, and was a little anxious. His eyes were full of worry.

"Hey, ugly duckling, shut up!" Amy looked back at the ugly duckling, then glanced in the direction of the stairway, whispered: "If you let your father discover it, it would be bad."

"Oh." The ugly duckling screamed weakly and did not dare to scream again.

"Can't you let me find out?" McGonagall re-explored his head. He was curiously watching Amy, who had already walked to the door. The little guy deliberately avoided him and dragged two three-flowered ducks. where?

Amy put down the two three-flowered ducks, and the two three-flowered ducks, who were struggling with their necks, gasped and gasped. Some of them were horrified and twitched and wanted to stay away from Amy.

"Don't run!" Amy grabbed the necks of the two ducks again, then picked up the toes and tried to get the door handles. The fingertips hit the handles, and the door locks opened, revealing a seam.

"Call." Amy sighed softly, and some of them looked back at the guilty conscience, looking at the two three-flowered ducks struggling in their hands, and quickly let go of their hands and let them breathe, then again Take their necks and walk out the door lightly.

Meg looked at his head and looked out. He could only see Amy holding the backs of the two ducks, but he didn’t go far, but he put down two ducks at the door, as if to say something to them, then A flame appeared in the hand.

"Is this going to be baked directly?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows and came silently to the door, looking sideways.

Two three-flowered ducks looked at Amy in horror, and the ugly duckling on the side was also in a hurry to stop in front of the two ducks, but looking at the flame in Amy's hand, there was a bit of fear in his eyes.

Amy looked at the red-topped three-flowered duck and slowly crouched down. She looked forward and said: "This fat ugly duck must be delicious when grilled, just like the roast goose shop on the square, baked into golden yellow. If you lick one leg down and eat it, you must be super happy."

"嘎嘎嘎!!!"

Two three-flowered ducks flapped their wings in horror, trying to stay away from the devil, but their legs were tied, and they were tied together. They couldn’t move half a point. They could only watch the flame slowly approaching. Feel the horrible heat.

"Hey, I wanted to eat you, but I saw that the ugly duckling was so poor, so I decided to let you go. I can't let the ugly duckling lose the pain of his parents." Amy sighed and the flame in her hand narrowed down into one. The size of the chopsticks is a stroke between the legs of the two three-flowered ducks, and the rope tied to their feet is thus ashes.

I felt that the two hot three ducks were directly scared to the ground, and they looked stunned. They didn’t seem to understand what happened. They even forgot to escape.

"If you don't leave, I have to repent, but my father is preparing to make you a roast duck tomorrow." Amy's gaze began to move.

"quack!!!"

Two red-topped three-flowered ducks seemed to have come back all of a sudden, fluttering with their wings and flew up, and suddenly flew in the direction of the square. One of them almost crashed into the tree because of excessive panic, and fell into a place. The dead leaves, turned into two black spots disappeared into the sky.

"喵喵~!"

The ugly duckling looked at the flying Sanhua duck with some excitement, then turned to look at Amy and licked her foot with a small head.

"It turned out that I was afraid of the ugly duckling." McGonagall shook his head with a smile, and the little guy was still very kind.

"Well, I know that you are very happy." Amy touched the head of the ugly duckling and looked at the expression on his face. He smiled and said: "However, have you heard of the father's debt?"

"喵~"

The ugly duckling looked at Amy inexplicably.

"Nothing, you will understand later." Amy smiled and picked up the ugly duckling. Then she glanced at the sky and turned into the restaurant. Some remorse shouted: "It’s really good to watch the two roast ducks fly away. I feel sad, but how should I talk to my father? He took a day to catch them..."

McGonagall disappeared from the stairway. The little guy must have worried that he would disagree and sneak out the two ducks, but he was curious as to what reason the little guy would tell him.

"Father, please drink water."

McGonagall waited for a while on the balcony, and Amy walked out with a careful cup of water in her hands, trying to raise her hand toward Meg.

"Well, thank you Amy." McGonagall took a sip of the cup and smiled, and the little guy knew that he would honor him first.

Amy looked up at Meg and looked sorry. "Sorry, my father, I let the two ugly ducks go, because I think the ugly duckling will be sad."

"It doesn't matter, it is a thing to be encouraged to be able to understand the feelings of friends." Meg smiled and shook his head, watching Amy's eyes full of appreciation.

Not only because the little guy knows how to feel the friend's feelings, but more importantly, he doesn't try to lie, but is calm about him. This is very important to him.

Amy smiled and nodded. "Well, it doesn't matter. Although they are let go, their children are still in my hands, and one day it will come back sooner or later."

McGonagall smiled helplessly, then touched Amy's head: "Then we will go back to sleep after practicing a sword."

"Yeah." Amy nodded, picked up the long sword on the side, and then trained with McGonagall.

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The next morning, Ms. Mia looked at the breakfast that had just been done for everyone. Miguel asked curiously: "What is the boss, stinky tofu?"