Hunting High School

The divination on Monday afternoon had an obvious impact on Zheng Qing.

Although he pretended to be open-minded in front of Elena and lied to her that he had changed the question, this was not the case. What he asked was indeed 'Will he be expelled from school', and Tarot was pessimistic about it.

This makes young public-funded students more and more trembling in school.

As for what happened to Nicholas now, he just quietly acted as a bystander, not daring to intervene to excuse Nicholas, for fear of losing his few 'prestige' among the students of Jiuyou Academy.

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Correspondingly, the atmosphere in dormitory 403 also became a little tense.

For several days, Xin Fatty murmured that he was infected by Zheng Qing, and that there was a nightmare tormenting him at night, which made him sleep badly.

Zheng Qing originally thought he was just describing insomnia and nightmares at night, until he got up on Wednesday morning, he saw Fatty wake up early for a long time, holding a small glass bottle in one hand, and a dropper in the other hand, looking at the morning light. An unknown liquid dripped from the bottle.

"What are you doing?" the public fee student wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and asked bewilderedly.

Two elves held a toothbrush and a toothpaste in the other, and handed them to Zheng Qing to urge him to brush his teeth. Because they had just woken up, the elves were also a little confused, flying crookedly.

"I caught a little Nightmare, and I'm cooking it." Fatty lowered his voice, his tone a little proud: "In order to catch it, I stuffed a few ant eggs in my ears before going to bed last night..."

Zheng Qing covered his mouth that was about to yawn, opened his eyes wide, and leaned over. He even forgot to take the toiletries handed by the elves.

"Nightmare?" He asked in surprise, "Are you serious? I thought it was just a synonym for nightmare."

"How fresh!" Fatty glanced sideways at his roommate, and snorted loudly: "Could it be that your hands and feet were paralyzed for a short time?"

"From a scientific point of view, it is indeed a short-term paralysis." Zheng Qing brought his eyes to the glass vial and looked it over carefully, with a strong interest in his tone: "But from a magical point of view... this is really a paralysis." Nightmare? What do you want to do with it? Well, are you sure there isn't a spider in the bottle?"

In the end, Zheng Qing's voice was full of strong doubts.

He didn't see any nightmare from the glass bottle in Fatty's hand, only a small colorful spider the size of a fingernail was crawling around the bottom of the bottle.

"Scorpions, spiders, toads, these are the favorite incarnation methods of nightmares." On the other side of the desk, Xiao Xiao also got up, and after hearing Zheng Qing's question, he explained:

"Of course, there are also some nightmares who like to turn into bedbugs or mosquitoes. Only when they come into contact with the dream, the nightmare will turn into nothingness. Normally, they will always crawl around the house in the shape of various ugly bugs... Yes For wizards who are not good at killing bugs, they are worthy of the name nightmare."

"Since it can turn into nothingness, how do you catch it?"

"I said it all, I used ant eggs. You still need two baits for fishing." Fatty was a little impatient, opened his arms, pushed Zheng Qing away, and said, "Aren't you going to do morning classes? Hurry up." Go, hurry up, don't suffer daddy... I'll let you have a good time after I finish concocting it."

Zheng Qing stared at the little spider in the bottle, shrugged his shoulders, stopped joining in the fun, took the toiletries handed by the elves, and went into the bathroom.

If it was really a nightmare that turned into nothingness and looked terrifying, maybe he could still arouse some interest to see it as a surprise. But a colorful little spider, not so much fun. He has gotten tired of seeing this kind of little bug this spring.

In contrast, Zheng Qing has more important things to do.

Because he agreed with Colma to explore the secret realm on Saturday morning.

But on Saturday afternoon, he needs to work part-time in the professor's office in Monteria; on Saturday night, he also has a night patrol mission near Bell Lake. Although he had an accident during the patrol last week, the school work committee did not cancel his appointment Work.

Considering that there are many uncertain factors during exploration and time may not be sufficient, this brings about a small trouble. In case there is a deviation in the secret realm time, and he does not return to school in time at noon or at night, then in order to prevent Professor Montelia or the school working committee from finding that he is maliciously absent from work, he needs to ask for leave in advance.

Professor Montelia is very good at talking there.

After all, it is a formal laboratory with ample staffing. As a temporary non-staff laboratory assistant, Zheng Qing only needs a good reason to get the leave note from the professor.

The school work committee's leave is a bit cumbersome.

He needs to provide a formal leave application to the school work committee first, and after getting a permission reply, he must find the old man Hemingway who is in charge of his night patrol duties, and the old school worker will adjust the own patrol time.

Because the school work committee's patrol tasks were originally punitive tasks, there was no such thing as 'asking for leave', only the option of 'scheduled leave' or 'job change'.

Zheng Qing didn't want to completely change the own task, but only planned to temporarily adjust it for one night, so he chose to take a rest.

This also means that he needs to adjust the Saturday night patrol mission to other time slots to make up for this shortfall with other missions. The entire application process lasted intermittently for several days, and it was not until Tuesday night before the break that he received a note from the old man Hemingway flying a paper crane to him.

The note asked Zheng Qing to find him on the lawn on the east side of the lake after class at noon on Wednesday, and the old man would assign him temporary tasks.

Wednesday morning is a history of magic class.

Mr. Sima talked about the wizarding world after the First Lich War, including the establishment of the "wizard-demon coexistence system", the main magical organizations in the 1920s, and the "source" that spread to the entire wizarding world from 1929 to 1933. Blood contamination incident'.

Because of the large-scale source blood pollution, many wizards degenerated into liches, which was an important factor that triggered the second war between wizards and demons. Therefore, the content of this class was repeatedly emphasized by Mr. Sima as the focus of the semester.

In this history class, there still seemed to be some gap between Xiao Xiao and Mr. Sima, both of them were stern and ignored each other.

"As a boy, you should be more magnanimous." Zheng Qing persuaded the doctor in this way when the class was over.

Of course, he doesn't intend to get involved in the affairs between the two of them, he owns a lot of troubles.

After class, Zheng Qing separated from his companions, put on a hood, and hurried to the place designated by the old school worker against the shadow of the courtyard wall.

When he got there, Zheng Qing saw the old school worker Hemingway who was resting the lawn. He was waving his head and tapping rhythmically on the dirt bags left by the mayflies. The gray-white soil pillars were broken with the whirring of hoes, leaving pits.

From a distance, the green lawn seems to be covered with dysentery, which is very ugly.