Hunting College

The last question on the survey form is marked with an asterisk, which means it is a mandatory question.

‘Do you agree to go to Dan Haag when necessary and contribute your own strength for equality and justice. ’

'whether'

Zheng Qing bit his pen, hesitated for a moment, and quickly ticked ‘yes’.

Dan Haag is the seat of the Supreme Court of the Umbil League, and is often used to refer to the Supreme Court in the common language of the Wizarding World. Just like the wizards also used ‘Bouji Island’ to refer to the first university, and ‘Mariana’ to refer to the Sea Monster King who had been sleeping for a long time.

As for the implied meaning of the last question, the old school worker next to him also mentioned it not long ago—the witness’s testimony can be used as the testimony of the Supreme Court.

Young public-sponsored students are not particularly clear about the concept of testimony in court, and they do not particularly care about this check.

He just chose a morally ‘correct’ option according to his own mind.

In comparison, he is more concerned about another issue.

"What will happen to my headache?" Zheng Qing looked at the professor nervously when returning the'special talent level form', and asked in a low voice, "Do eyewitnesses have headaches? How do they usually solve it? "

"This is a more complicated issue." Old Yao bit his pipe and his voice seemed a little vague: "Being an eyewitness just means that your mind is contracted in an irregular cycle, and your mind is in a sub-healthy state, but It doesn't mean that you will have a headache... it may also be drowsiness, mania, or other side effects."

"Headache is just one of the side effects, don't worry. This is the first university. There are no 1,000 cases of similar symptoms and 800 cases."

Zheng Qing smiled reluctantly.

As if perceiving the anxiety of the young wizard, the old school worker next to him said: "Before you woke up, Dean Yao and I had discussed a few more secure ideas..."

"But it's still not certain." Old Yao interrupted the old school worker, his voice slightly raised: "I will meet with Professor Yi later to further screen these ideas. After all, he is a professional fortuneteller, and he is more concerned about this kind of thing. With experience...you can go back to the dormitory first...well, I will talk to you about follow-up treatment at the latest this weekend’s regular meeting."

Zheng Qing was a little excited, and nodded quickly.

"Don't leave in a hurry." The old school worker took out a wad of paper from his robe and shook it in front of Zheng Qing: "If you don't mind, you can describe the scene you just saw... The school committee is very Willing to make a simple backup."

The pipe at the corner of Lao Yao's mouth was upturned, and in the end he didn't stop him, just spouting a large amount of blue smoke.

Zheng Qing's shoulders collapsed weakly.

"Are there any more, sir." His tone was slightly rude: "I mean, if there are other forms, I can fill them all at once."

"This is the last one." The old school worker smiled and knocked on the professor's desk: "And you don't need to fill in, just answer my question."

Zheng Qing seemed to be aware of his impoliteness just now, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

A green peacock feather quill jumped out of the pen holder and happily landed on the blank manuscript paper, with the tail twisted coquettishly.

Old Yao shook his head, leaned back slightly, and hugged his arms.

Across the large desk, Zheng Qing could only see puffs of green smoke coming out of the pipe, piled up on his head, as if he was wearing a deformed straw hat.

"It's time to start." The old school worker twitched, trying to show a kind smile: "Don't worry, just say whatever you think... For untrained'witnesses', we won't have any demands... …I remember you mentioned that the things you dreamed about were related to school safety? Can you recall when the incident happened?"

"It should be night, with the moon." Zheng Qing frowned and slowly began to recall the fragments remaining in his mind.

"Can you remember where the incident happened?"

"I remember the environment in the dream was very humid, with the sound of water... Maybe it was near Linzhong Lake?"

"What about the relevant characters? Any figure or image in the impression is fine."

Zheng Qing's eyes gradually widened: "Cat!... There is a little white cat... Little white cat! I remember!"

He stood up in a panic, waved his arms vigorously, and yelled: "It's the little milk cat that died on the shore of Linzhong Lake, the kitten Jiang Yu adopted... the kitten whose eyes were plucked out!"

Lao Yao exchanged a vague look with the school worker in the gray robe, without interrupting Zheng Qing's description.

"I remember it was playing by the lake... and then I fell? Wrong... It was a very cold feeling, as if a cold wind was freezing my internal organs..."

"Then it died... but I remember that its eyes were not cut off."

Zheng Qing twisted his fingers together and murmured, walking around the office anxiously, trying his best to recall his previous dreams.

But the more I think about it, the more blank my mind is:

"...Hey, weird, I remember it clearly just now..."

"There should be a witch? No way...maybe a witch...very white...very white?"

He hammered his head hard, but he couldn't smash anything useful.

"Don't worry, don't worry." The professor grabbed the pipe in his hand and reassured: "This information is already sufficient..."

"Am I very useless?" Zheng Qing's voice was very frustrated: "The fact is clearly within reach...but I was thrown to the country of Java."

"As a newcomer, your performance is very good." Old Yao comforted gently: "This is your first real contact with the'witnessing scene', so it is inevitable that you are a little uncomfortable... newcomers are like this. In fact, positive It is because our brain can easily define dreams and reality, so it will indifferently erase those memories that seem a little illusory."

"When you get used to'witnessing the scene', it may bring us more effective information."

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When Zheng Qing followed Lao Yao out of the office, he was still struggling with things not long ago.

His mind was in a mess. For a while, he thought of that cute kitten, and then of Jiang Yu with red eyes, and then of Elena and the skirt.

He shook his head vigorously, gathering his thoughts back again.

The terms witnesses and sighting scenes mentioned by the professor this evening, if you think about it carefully, there have been some clues before.

From a very young age, when he was doing some things, he often felt familiar ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ as if he had done these things before. The omnipotent Baidu told him that this situation is called the ‘sense of sight,’ a normal feeling that many people have. So he didn't explore it either.

Thinking about it now, this feeling may be the scene I have witnessed, and I have experienced it again, so I have a familiar feeling.

"Take your copper coins." Old Yao suddenly turned his head and exhorted: "For others, maybe it is just a medium that can be replaced at any time. But for those of you who have special talents for diviners. Every medium is very precious... Maybe after you lose this medium, you will never find a substitute."

Zheng Qing clenched the coin tightly and nodded nervously.

Maybe he should go back and find a strong red rope to hang around his neck, he thought.

"Don't be too nervous. Sometimes the more you pay attention, the easier it is to lose things. This is a very common paradox in the magical world." Old Yao patted his head, laughed, and separated from the young wizard at the entrance of the office building.

Zheng Qing touched his head, and the dead kitten suddenly appeared in his mind. The smile on the corner of his mouth quickly converged, and he frowned and walked back to the dormitory slowly.