Hunting College

"So, please calm down now and sort out your memories again... I think you can definitely think of things that started from a different point."

Xiao Xiao took out a pocket watch at some point, hung it on his hand, and dangled it in front of Zheng Qing, thinking like a hypnotist:

"Take a deep breath... breathe out slowly... relax... innerpiece..."

"Exclude those impressive images."

"Look carefully in the picture where you think your behavior is normal...re-observe your behavior as a cat as a human."

"This is a very important thing for you to re-anchor your identity and revise your self-awareness."

Zheng Qing wanted to laugh a little when he saw Xiao Xiao's funny behavior.

But gradually, his eyelids became heavier, his breathing began to slow down with the guidance of the doctor, and his brain became empty instead.

Every move when he became a cat flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

The first time I saw the black cat in the mirror, the first time I slipped out of the dormitory along the cliff, the first time I climbed up the tree to chase the squirrel, there was also the warm bench in the sun, and the soft embrace.

In between these impressive pictures, there are many small, fragmented memories-they were originally hidden in the depths of the sea of ​​memory, just as hard to touch as a group of krill on the seabed.

But with Zheng Qing's subconscious capture, the krill group seemed to have encountered a prey blue whale and fled in panic. Those tiny memories are like the first flashing lights in the dark night, lighting up in my mind one by one.

Zheng Qing recalled the memory he had subconsciously ignored with a constipated expression.

Fight with puppies!

Bully the mouse!

Licking paws!

Licking fur!

If the first two things can be concealed a little with words such as'childlike heart' or'innocent feelings', the latter two things have completely broken through the bottom line of young wizards.

"Oh..." He jumped up from the large armchair, slammed the door in, rushed into the bathroom, and began to vomit.

Obviously, this move was a bit unexpected by Dr. Xiao Da.

When the young public servant was pale and stood against the wall, Xiao Xiao asked in a tentative tone: "It seems that you are thinking of something?"

"Oh..." Zheng Qing turned around and rolled into the bathroom again.

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...

It wasn't until the sky was completely dark that the young public-sponsored students finally stopped a little bit.

But he still had a toothbrush in his mouth, his face was numb, he rubbed it again and again, and he didn't care about the bunch of toothpaste foam that had dried up at the corner of his mouth.

"When you became a cat, you were a cat; now you have changed back, you are a human! Don't confuse this premise." Xiao Xiao has already guessed what happened based on the reaction of the young wizard and the habits of cats. I couldn't help but persuade me bitterly: "Think in the right direction for everything... If even becoming a cat makes you so unbearable, then should the senior wizards who become dung beetles commit suicide?"

Dung beetle, also known as dung beetle, Coleoptera Dung beetle...

Zheng Qing had just passed this entry in his mind, and he felt a scorching heat in his throat, and then he rushed into the bathroom again with a ‘vomit’.

"You shut up...Don't talk..."

When the young public-funded student slapped on the desk again, he softly warned Dr. Xiao Da not far away, his face pale.

Xiao Xiao shrugged, raised his notebook, and read a poem aloud:

"if life has cheated you……"

"If life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be anxious... you need calmness in a melancholy day!"

"Believe, happy days will come!"

"I'm very calm now." The young public servant was angry like a gossamer, but his eyes were like a sharp knife, plucking back and forth on the doctor's body, cutting to the left and the right.

Xiao Xiao was a little hairy when he was staring at him, and finally raised his hand to signal for reconciliation.

"I don't blame me for this." Dr. Xiao Da put away his notebook and shrugged: "I just remind you of what happened... You need to face reality bravely."

"Humph." Zheng Qing sneered.

"Okay, okay... To tell you the truth, Professor Yi told me to do this." Xiao Xiao finally helplessly betrayed the boss behind: "He called me to the office yesterday and arranged this for me. The task... he also awarded me a credit."

"Why..." Zheng Qing sat up a little bit, looking a little dazed: "Is it to make me sick?"

"Disgusting you?!" Xiao Xiao's eyes widened: "You are just a freshman...Even if you have won a third-level Merlin Medal...Which professor will come and find you to be happy!"

Zheng Qing's pale cheeks showed a hint of blush.

Fortunately, the doctor did not continue to ridicule him, but patiently explained: "Transfiguration is a very complicated magic project, and it contains a series of extremely risky operations."

"It's not that you drink that potion before going to bed, sleep, and change your shape, and everything will be fine... If so, this magic will not be included in the ranks of advanced magic by the Wizarding League."

"That is, in the first university, there is a guardian formation. You can sleep peacefully after drinking the potion. You don't need to worry about the invasion of foreign demons or evil spirits. You don't have to worry about someone taking advantage of the fire and robbing you. You put it in a cage and sell it."

"Of course, even so, you still need to pay attention to the sequelae of deformation."

Zheng Qing heard the deep meaning behind these words, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Sequelae?" His voice was a little dry.

"It's not a big trouble." As if perceiving Zheng Qing's anxiety, Xiao Xiao comforted him: "It is the influence of deformed creatures on self-consciousness...Under Mundell's law, your self-consciousness will not be lost, but you will It is slightly affected. For example, preferences, living habits, etc., may be slightly deviated from the past."

"The same is true of the memory you just missed."

"Obviously your subconscious doesn't want to face this matter...so buried those memory fragments deep in your memory."

"This is very bad, very bad."

"According to Professor Yi’s explanation, if you are too timid to face yourself for a long time, the memory fragments hidden in the depths may condense, and a new soul projection will be born under the shadow of your subconscious...At that time, you will be truly spiritual. Split."

Zheng Qing was dumbfounded.

The toothbrush in his mouth almost fell into the collar without noticing it.

"If you feel that your mouth has been cleaned, then quickly get dressed. We are going to the Association of Associations to submit related work reports." Xiao Xiao glanced at the pale-faced public student and hummed.

"Meeting..." Zheng Qing muttered, for some reason a large group of cats squatting behind the conference table popped up in his mind.

Forcibly resisting the rolling discomfort in his throat, he rubbed his cold face vigorously: "I remember the work report should have been submitted yesterday... Why do I go now? Did I remember the time wrong?... And why am I? Follow along. According to the rules of the Order, you are responsible for these things."

"No~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You didn't remember the time wrong. Yesterday, I was dragged to the office by Professor Yi, so I missed the time to submit the report... The office asked me to make up the report today and be on night shift." Dr. Xiao Da While dragging Zheng Qing to the outside of the dormitory, he replied without looking up: "As for you... it's ten o'clock in the evening. You won't forget about going to patrol at night."

"Ah!" Zheng Qing wakes up like a dream.

The short cat birth during the day made him feel like space-time disorder until now, and he almost forgot this important matter.

Before leaving the house, he remembered something, and turned and rushed back to the dormitory.

"I still want to tell Linguo about the timeline." Zheng Qing pulled out a pile of materials from the drawer of the desk, and shook his head at the curious doctor: "...I asked some professors about the timeline of Linguo before. In fact, the professors said that such deep-seated lesions are difficult to completely eradicate, so let me talk to Xiaolinguo and see what he thinks."

"By the way, the other two animals in the dormitory did not know where they went again." Xiao Xiao closed the door of the dormitory hard and complained: "Dylan can understand the activities at night... What about the fat man? There has been no figure since the morning..."