Hunting High School

By convention, the first Tuesday after the Dragon Boat Festival is a day for caring for small animals.

This is not an official festival of the wizarding world, but a habit formed spontaneously by the students of the school. After cleaning the silverfish on the Dragon Boat Festival, young wizards need to appease their frightened pets, so this day gradually came into being.

The student union had issued relevant notices to all classes very early on, requesting all colleges to hold caring day activities on a class basis. Downton also reminded this matter at the regular class meeting last night.

But because the end of the term is approaching, there is little interest in it.

After hearing Xiao Xiao's words, Zheng Qing's originally shaken eyelids slowly had the urge to stick together again.

"Just...yawn...whatever you want." He yawned big, and wanted to turn over and sleep in a more comfortable position—well, it's a little hot in the dormitory, and it's time to change to two cooling talismans...tomorrow Change it again, I'm so sleepy now.

These fragmentary thoughts floated through the wizard's mind, but his body failed to turn over as he wished.

His shoulder was pulled by Xiao Xiao.

"Don't sleep, where did you go in the afternoon? We reserved a seat for you in the library, but you never went. In the end, Mr. Zhang looked at us in the wrong way... Wait, what is this on you Taste?"

Whoosh.

Xiao Xiao sniffled his nose, and his voice became a little puzzled:

"Why does it feel a little fragrant... have you put on powder?"

Zheng Qing's eyelids that were about to stick to each other suddenly popped open.

He sat up from the bed, opened his mouth and replied: "May the dog and the dog play together, and wish the cat and the cat climb the tree together!"

"Huh?" The doctor asked with a question mark on his face.

"Didn't you just ask me about the theme of Caring Day?" The young public finance student replied solemnly: "I thought about it, and combined with our recent encounters, this sentence couldn't be more appropriate."

Xiao Xiao narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then nodded.

"Well... indeed, it's an interesting topic." After that, he lowered his head and wrote down the sentence on the parchment.

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When the doctor raised his head again, Zheng Qing was hanging a new refreshing talisman on the tent, and he had already taken four or five scattered refreshing talismans on his body—there is no doubt that the fragrance that the doctor smelled before has already disappeared. Dispelled by the talisman.

"That..." The doctor raised a finger, as if he wanted to say something.

"You want some too, right." Zheng Qing stuffed a few Cooling Talismans into his hands very enthusiastically: "Take it, take it, just use it, it's not enough for me to draw two more... Anyway, it's not troublesome. In such a hot day, I really can't survive without a few refreshing charms."

As he spoke, he even fanned his face with his hands.

Dr. Xiao Da took a deep look at him, and finally took the paper talismans.

"As long as you like it." He muttered, turned and left: "...Anyway, it wasn't me who was hacked to death in the end."

Zheng Qing pretended not to hear the doctor's last words.

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the curtains on the bed heavily, and hid himself in the bed.

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...

Caring Day Tuesday was lackluster.

There is no float parade, no dance, and no hunting competition. In addition to the exhibition of hundreds of themed pictorials along the way from the library to the teaching building, the most eye-catching activity of the entire Care Day is the "Small Animal Protection Association" Witches' lecture on 'How to Clean Pets' Hair Without Using Magic'.

Many wizards sighed when they saw the anger of those cats, dogs, or rabbits after being soaked in water for the first time.

"This is not caring," Zheng Qing couldn't help complaining when Xin Fatty described a tabby cat scratching its owner's face after being soaked in water in 403 dormitory: "This is abuse, destruction... and ravages. No Do people protest their behavior?"

"You didn't see the tears on the faces of the witches who poured water on their pets." Fatty shook his stubby fingers and explained: "After seeing those tears, no one will think that they are abusing their own pets... On the contrary , because of their demonstration, everyone has a deeper understanding of the word 'caring'."

The young public servant curled his lips, really unable to understand the thoughts of those witches.

"Do I need to reserve a seat for you in the library today?" Fatty changed the subject and asked curiously at the same time: "Where did you go yesterday? I wasted the whole night by taking your seat..."

"I know, I know, the administrators of the library see that your expressions are not right." Zheng Qing raised his hands to signal surrender, his face full of helplessness: "The doctor told me yesterday... continue to occupy a seat for me today Well, if there are no accidents, I will go... The main thing is that dog, which wasted too much time."

"It didn't stick to you today?" Fatty looked around.

"Anyway, you can't see it even if I tell you." Zheng Qing rolled his eyes and sighed: "Plus it was slapped around a few times yesterday, and I became even more timid..."

"How?" Fatty habitually took out a quill and notepad.

"It's just that it was caught peeping... Anyway, it has nothing to do with you." Zheng Qing walked out of the dormitory vaguely: "I put the rune homework on the table, you will help me early in the afternoon Hand it in... I might be late."

"Do you dare to be late for Professor Emma's class?"

"It's not late, it's just that it might not be too early!"

"Why are you going?"

"Professor Monteria's laboratory." Zheng Qing waved his hand back, slammed the door of the dormitory, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fatty is good everywhere, but his curiosity is too strong. Maybe it has something to do with his part-time job.

Zheng Qing was very suspicious, if Fatty also drank the transformation potion, would he turn into a round shape.

As for the matter of going to Monteria to teach in the laboratory, Zheng Qing is not just talking nonsense.

After Su Shijun provided him with three candidate suggestions yesterday, the young public finance student decided to hand over the matter of testing the dog's blood to Professor Montelia after only a simple weighing. For this reason, last night he flew a paper crane and made an appointment with the professor.

The professor arranged for him to go to the laboratory at one o'clock at noon today.

Whether it's the end of the term or the lunch break, it doesn't seem to have the slightest impact on the Institute of Applied Magic. Most of the time, the corridor leading to the laboratory was empty. Occasionally, wizards in black robes would pass by, with hurried steps and eyes fixed on them.

Zheng Qing yearns for this kind of stable and quiet environment, but he doubts whether he can bear the boring life in the laboratory day after day. Make a plan.

The small bronze door of Professor Montelia's laboratory was tightly closed.

After Zheng Qing stuffed the professor's note into the mouth of the door knocker beast's bronze bull head, it took a long time for the small door to open from the inside. But only half open.

A wizard that Zheng Qing was not familiar with showed half of his body.

"What's the matter?" His face was full of vigilance, and his tone was a little impatient.

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows.