Hunting College

June 5th.

Mango species.

The handle of the Big Dipper is pointing to position C (southern and east). The sun has gradually moved above people's heads, bringing a lot of light and heat, making the temperature rise significantly, the rainfall is abundant, and the air is becoming more humid.

It was sticky with the air, and the final exam was approaching.

This has become the first university, especially the nightmare of all young wizards in Jiuyou College. Every morning, the first thing that everyone faces when they open their eyes is the upcoming exam. Every night, when you close your eyes, it is the upcoming exam that everyone still sleeps asleep with anxiety.

Examinations, like the humid air before the rainstorm, are everywhere, making the atmosphere of the entire campus low, but it also depicts the beauty of freedom and indulgence in the future to everyone.

Today is Friday. There was a practical lesson in the afternoon, but Hilda's assistant teacher applied to the school to allow students to review their homework freely. In fact, many people, including Zheng Qing, suspect that their assistant teacher is because Busy school’s “big events”, so there is no time to teach them — anyway, after lunch, Zheng Qing and his companions came to the chief student’s study room early and started today’s review ahead of time.

The study room of the chief student is Liu Feifei's study room.

This place has recently become a review place for the Jiuyou Unit of the Youxie Hunting Team, sisters Jiang Yu, Nicholas and Liu Feifei. Compared with the library, this study room may be a bit small, but the similar learning atmosphere makes it more popular than the library.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and Liu Feifei and Jiang Yu had not yet come. As the monitor and chief student, even as the end of the term is approaching, they still have many extracurricular tasks to deal with.

There are only four boys in the self-study room, Zheng Qing, Xiao Xiao, Xin and Nicholas—oh, and Li Meng, who is napping on the lab table. The stuffed bear named Li Neng was used as a pillow by her. At the moment, she was tilting her head, staring at the three-legged toad slowly crawling not far from the tip of her nose.

It was a toad that crawled out of the bamboo basket for freedom and life, trying to escape the unfortunate fate.

The nose tip of the inverted triangle made of plush bear jade twitched slowly, and his small eyes were full of sadness.

Toad pursed his eyes and glanced at the jade, as if judging whether it was food or a threat. But soon, its eyes bulged.

Because a pair of big hands wearing silkworm leather gloves fell from the sky, pinched its neck mercilessly, and caught it in the air.

"This frog has only three legs... can it be used?"

Zheng Qing pinched the neck of the amphibian, raised it in front of him and looked at it, then looked at Nicholas: "Will it affect the effect of your spellcasting?"

Nicholas smiled and took the sacrifice.

"The magical effect is never the size of the sacrifices, but their existence." Like a philosophy lecturer, he said incomprehensible words: "If the sacrifices don't suit your appetite, it is a sacrifice to a world. , It is difficult to get the corresponding favor."

"Moreover, this is a toad, not a frog." Xiao Xiao poked the pustule on the toad with the tip of a feather pen, watched the yellowish pus slowly drip down, and added: "...It's still a poison. Toad, the scientific name Queensland sea toad, is native to northeastern Australia. Its skin can make good toad leather gloves. Toad venom is a catalyst used in many potions."

This answer is indeed like what the doctor would say.

Zheng Qing rolled up the newspaper on the table and patted the dust in front of him.

Then he took out his pocket watch to check the time.

"Why haven't they come yet?" he murmured.

The fat man squinted at the young man.

"Are they coming, will they affect your review of your homework?" He teased, with a bit of teasing in his tone: "Do you want to grab the hand of Squad leader Jiang and run again today?"

Zheng Qing flushed immediately.

When reviewing his homework in this study room last time, the young public-sponsored student took a nap and witnessed in his dream a strange wizard climbing a cat and fruit tree to haunt him. Of course, he already knew that the strange wizard was Trudeau. Professor, the professor was robbed of the title of'World' by Zheng Qing, so he planned to torture him with a small evil curse-but at that time, the wizard who was awakened from his dream did not have this knowledge, he just wanted to catch that The strange wizard who climbed the cat fruit tree.

Then he dragged Jiang Yu and ran out.

God knows what he was thinking about at the time.

Since then, the companions have not less to tease Zheng Qing about this incident, and the aggrieved young wizard can only stand in place and laugh twice when facing their jokes.

The other two wizards in the study room burst into laughter when they heard Banner mentioning the old story again. The laughter snapped the sleeping little witch and sat upright.

"... In 1945, the 1536th meeting of the Great Wizarding Conference of the Wizarding League, "Witching Behavior Management Measures", stipulated the scope of activities of ordinary wizards and restricted the exchanges between wizards and the world of Baiding..." She recited the red test points in the history of magic aloud, with a serious face.

If she can wipe off the saliva from the corners of her mouth and the red sleep marks on her face~www.wuxiaspot.com~, maybe that ‘serious’ will be more convincing.

In the laughter, Li Meng slowly recovered.

Oh, my cousin hasn't come back yet. She clicked, hugged the stuffed bear and fell on the desk again, did not go to find some wizards, and refused to waste an extra second of sleep.

Amidst the laughter, the black curse on Nicholas’ forehead flashed a bright light. In his hand, the three-legged toad’s originally bulging eyes became more and more bulging, and the flesh gradually shrank. Grumbling eyes rolled down from the sockets, and this toad yearning for freedom finally turned into a ash.

In exchange, a dark yellow magic halo lit up between Nicholas' books.

The tip of the stuffed bear's nose twitched again.

His eyes became clearer.

Yes, what's wrong with lying down, if the price of freedom is to become fly ash, it would rather be a pillow for the rest of its life, lying under Li Meng's head.

Thinking of this, the plush bear raised his arm and carefully touched the little witch's head.

As if a flower fairy touched the first flower he saw in spring.

"Meow~!"

A soft and gentle meow interrupted the laughter in the study room and also startled the plush bear. Its claws were a little heavier, and Li Meng twisted his neck, muttered with closed eyes, and whispered.

The plush bear turned his head angrily, wanting to see which cat was frightening him at this time.

Its head turned around, and two jade buckle eyeballs shot a ruler of green light.

But as far as I can see, apart from the general teacher, magical creature specimens, and four silly wizards, the entire study room has only a gray dog ​​and no cat.

At the moment when he was nagging, the dog wagged its tail at the plush bear, and yelled cheerfully:

"Meow~!"