Hunting College

Remember [New] for a second,! The black cat wanted to ask two more questions, but suddenly, a shout came from not far behind: "Who is there!"

It followed the sound and saw a faint green light swaying outside the dark forest, and along with that faint light, there was a slight magic wave passing in all directions, like a spring breeze.

It's the maddening lantern of the night patrol.

With just one glance, the black cat could determine the source of the light green. Then he realized that the subtle magic fluctuations should be the patrol members using detection magic. It should be the wizard of the night watch who noticed the small movement in the depths of the woods, so he checked it briefly.

It turned around and wanted to comfort the masked man as a past person, but was surprised to find that the masked man who had been in front of him had disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, under the black cat's feet, in addition to the two parchment papers, there is a long and narrow white note, the cat's eyes flickering slightly, and by the dim moonlight scattered between the treetops, the scribbled handwriting on the note clear and distinct--

"It's still this place at 11:30 p.m. on Guiyou Yuejiaxu."

The Guiyou month Jiaxu day is September 26, the eighth day of the eighth lunar month, which is this Saturday. As for 'this place', the black cat raised his head, looked around, looked at the lush trees with similar appearances around him, and finally raised his hind legs uneasy, leaving a damp trace beside the tree hole where Brother Ears disappeared, Strengthen memory.

Normal cats don't use this strange posture.

But after seeing black cats in the animal world, I always feel that this kind of behavior is very ritualistic.

The footsteps of the Night Watch wizards gradually approached.

The black cat flicked a few thick parchments beside its claws, picked it up with one paw, stuffed it into the gray cloth bag hidden under its jaws, then flicked its tail, turned and disappeared agilely among the lush bushes.

Behind him, there were vaguely confused mutterings from the patrol members, but everything had nothing to do with the black cat.

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The experience of becoming a cat on Wednesday night — especially about the Seven Deadly Sins — was not mentioned by Zheng Qing to anyone, including Xiao Xiao, when he returned to the dormitory.

It wasn't that he deliberately hid something from his companions.

It wasn't that his interest in the Seven Deadly Sins of Naruo Shizi outweighed his vigilance.

But for a reason that he didn't quite believe in himself—forgot—that's right, it was less than five minutes after Zheng Qing stuffed the two certificates and the note into the gray cloth bag, It forgot the conversation just now and what happened tonight, and turned into a mountain king who was domineering on the cat fruit tree again.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock on Saturday night, less than half an hour before the agreed time on the note, that the wizard suddenly remembered this incident, and at that time, he was the only one in the 403 dormitory.

Although Dylan does not need to go to class this Saturday, his body is derived from the dual blood of vampires and werewolves, and he constantly encourages him to go out for a walk at night; while Fatty Xin was taken to the school newspaper editing room by Senior Sister Linda to prepare for the upcoming As for Dr. Xiao Da, he was called to the office by Sima in the afternoon and has not returned until now.

Apart from Tuantuan and Elf, Zheng Qing could not find a third living creature to discuss this matter for a while. And he couldn't count on a cat and a bunch of alchemy beings to give any solid advice on this sort of thing.

"Say, do you want me to talk to Jiang Yu about this?" The young public Feisheng looked at the ticking hands on the pocket watch in his hand, and looked at the fat cat on the desk with some uncertainty.

Tuantuan licked his paws lazily and whimpered.

Zheng Qing turned his head to look at the elves again, the leading elves hesitantly circled in the air for a few times, then flew into the bathroom, and returned to Zheng Qing with a warm towel in the blink of an eye.

The wizard sighed deeply, gave up communicating with the cats and the elves, and finally did not give Jiang Yufei Zhihe - he could fully imagine that the witch would use a very firm tone in the reply to prevent him from going to the appointment.

"To go or not to go, that is the question."

Zheng Qing put the pocket watch on the desk, looked at the ampoule on the left side of the pocket watch containing the transfiguration potion, and then looked at the exercise book for the Philosophy of Magic class on the right side of the pocket watch, and analyzed to himself: "...First of all, the seven deadly sins It should be a serious society that is not very serious; secondly, there is no doubt that he used memory-disrupting magic like Confusion Charm on me without permission; finally, that day, I didn't make it clear that I would not go... silence some kind of The meaning represents consent... and keeping promises is a good quality recognized by all wizards. Especially since I am a public student at the school, I should lead by example!"

After some complicated and difficult self-persuasion, Zheng Qing happily opened the ampoule and drank a deformation potion. Of course, in the process, the thick workbook did not interfere with the wizard's correct judgment.

The process of becoming a cat is very short and lackluster.

After transforming into a cat, the black cat put the pocket watch and the box containing the rest of the transforming potion into a gray cloth bag, then put the gray cloth bag wrapped in black gauze around his neck, and secured it with the slightly longer cat hair under his jaw. Cover tightly.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative to lift the long hair under his neck and tear off the black veil, no one can see the gray cloth bag that has been shrunk into a ball.

Before going out of the window, the black cat rested on its hind legs and put its front legs on the edge of the window, turned around and shouted into the house: "Tuan Tuan, if I don't come back tomorrow morning, remember to ask them to report it to the school... and then go Find me at the cat fruit tree!"

After all, no matter whether the fat cat agreed or not, the black cat slammed hard, jumped, and disappeared into the dark night outside the window in a blink of an eye.

That last comment is just in case.

Zheng Qing had already made up his mind, no matter how eloquent the guy who claimed to be a "criminal messenger" was, he was determined not to follow him out of the school gate at night. And as long as he stayed in the school, with the protection of the Talisman Spear and the little green snake, the wizard felt that even if a great wizard made a move, he would be able to deal with it a little bit.

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When the black cat laboriously hides the gray cloth bag under his long fur.

In another corner of the school, in Fort Alpha, Sir Friedman had just walked out of the Cullen family's lounge. The Alpha Castle at midnight was extraordinarily silent. In the empty corridor, except for the occasional whispers of the wall charts and murals on both sides, there were not many ghosts roaming.

Friedman easily found an empty staircase, changed his uniform, put on the ruby ​​ring, crossed the white mist that pervaded below the stairs, pushed open the small bronze door, and walked into the conference room of the Seven Deadly Sins.

Behind the door, the conference table was empty, not a single ghost could be seen.

There was only one candle burning on the ceiling, and the dim candlelight fell on the conference table, draped over a sheet of parchment. Sir Friedman picked up the parchment, which marked the meeting place tonight.

Chapter 186 The Fourth Saturday