Chapter 783

Even after reading the flowers, McGonagall still counseled.

At the moment when the hand was about to touch the soft ball, he took back his hand like lightning.

Sure enough, not afraid of horizontal, not afraid of soft, afraid not to play according to the routine!

Although McGonagall is not very shameful, he is a clean man. He can't touch anyone, which goes against his principles.

"The appearance of death hasn't changed at all after so many years." Irina looked at McGonagall's startled appearance and gave out a silver ring of laughter, as if she thought of something very funny.

MEG looked at Elena with mixed feelings.

Alex's memory and his fusion, but now he still can't calm as Alex, and then to accept Elena.

Alex will delete all the memories related to Elena. For him, she is a fairy girl who has only known her for two days.

Although she is Amy's mother, with beautiful appearance and pleasant straightforward character, McGonagall still can't use Alex's identity to hold her in his arms.

Is he such a person?

"Three years, I finally found you."

Irina threw herself into Meg's arms and hugged him tightly, as if trying to rub herself into his body. There was a strong joy and difficulty in her whispering voice.

McGonagall's open hands froze for a moment, feeling the girl in his arms like a little girl. His heart gradually softened, and his hands slowly came back, one hand gently around her waist, the other hand gently comforting her back.

The girl who once left her name on the mage tower, the fairy princess who dares to fight against the six top ten, the woman who dares to fight against the whole world for him and Amy, seems so small and weak at this moment.

The rainstorm continued, falling outside the magic mask, but there was peace in the magic mask, without any words and comfort. MEG gently hugged Elena, just wanted to enjoy the moment of peace.

At this moment, a kind of impulse suddenly rose in his heart. If Elena became the landlady of the restaurant, the three of them would live together. Maybe it would be very interesting.

The Griffin flew all the way to the west, and finally landed at the entrance of amnesty mountain. Looking back at MEG, he cried twice with excitement.

"Ouch!"

"You are a Griffin, not Er ha, OK!"

MEG turned a blind eye and could not help but make complaints about the fact that a loud Griffin was crying out.

Elena sat up from Meg's arms and looked at the mask on Meg's face.

"Is there anything on my face?" McGonagall asked, looking a little uncomfortable.

Irina nodded, "a little ugly."

"..." McGonagall felt as if he was stuck in his throat by something, and suddenly he felt like he met his opponent.

Irina stretched out her hand and pulled Meg's mask up to reveal his face. After a slight absence, she nodded with satisfaction and said, "that's much better."

McGonagall was also slightly absent-minded. In order to avoid embarrassment, he rolled down from the Griffin's back and looked around at the cave which was almost on the top of the mountain.

The magic mask has been put away by Elena. A light green ball is floating around her. The soft light illuminates the whole cave.

You can see the trace of Griffin activity everywhere. There is a pile of bones in the corner of the cave. When you look at the purple Griffin who wags his tail and rubs his brain bag at him, you suddenly feel a little distressed.

McGonagall gently stroked the scar on the Griffin's forehead, and the scenes that he had fought with flashed through his mind.

For three years, it has been guarding here.

When he needs help the most, such as the magic army.

No matter how dangerous the situation, no matter how strong the opponent, it never seems to fear.

"Ah Zi."

Cried MEG softly.

"Ha ha ~ ~"

Ah Zi was more excited, wagging her tail and sticking out her tongue to lick Meg's face, just like a dog that hasn't seen its owner for a long time.

McGonagall couldn't accept saliva's enthusiasm. He pressed ah Zi's head and ordered, "sit down."

"I haven't seen you for three years. Ah Zi is still as stupid as ever. I knew that I should have named it ah Zi, or I'll change it from today on." Irina came forward, reached out and touched ah Zi's head, and said seriously.

"So this strange name is her..." McGonagall took the name of ugly duckling for the cat and ah Zi for the Griffin by holding her hand on her forehead. The mother and daughter's naming talent was perfectly inherited.

MEG silently in the heart of the Griffin for a second, and then tried to refuse: "I think it's better not to change it, purple read very good."

"No, the name is very important. Silly purple, the Griffin is what it is, and how intimate it is, just like our silly son." Irina shook her head and said seriously.

"This..." McGonagall didn't know how to refute for a moment.

"MEG, Alex, which name do you like me to call you now?" Irina interrupted Meg's thinking and looked at him.

"Just MEG." Although it's not a new name, the new name may be a good start.

"McGonagall, that's good." Irina nodded, walked around MEG three times, looked at her face and said, "what happened three years ago? How did you become what you are? What happened to the peak strength of your recovery? What have you been through with Amy in these three years? How did you learn to cook? Have you had intimate contact with other women in the past three years? "

A series of questions almost knocked MEG dizzy. There was a change in her eyes when she looked at Elena. She thought that a fairy like him should be detached from everything. Unexpectedly, when she fell on him, she seemed to be no different from ordinary little women.

"The answers to these questions are a little complicated. If you answer all of them, you may not be able to finish them in three days and three nights..." McGonagall's eyes slightly dodged and joked. Did he want to say that it was because he crossed over and brought a system by the way that things became like this?

Even though McGonagall is rotten in his stomach, he will never tell the second person that it is not good for people to know something beyond the imagination of the world.

"I haven't recovered my strength yet. I just used some methods to recover in a short time, so I have weak sequelae afterwards." McGonagall looked at the direction of the entrance of the mountain and said, "but now Amy is alone in the second prince's mansion. Can you send me back with the teleportation array?"