Hunting High School

"Are you upset?"

"No...haha...how can it be!"

"Then what are you sitting there writhing around for?"

"... There was a wooden thorn on the stool, which stuck to me."

"Why doesn't it twist again?"

"The thorn was cut off by me." Zheng Qing replied dryly, couldn't help twisting his buttocks again, and stretched his hands and feet at the same time, making a posture of stretching, showing that he was very relaxed and natural at the moment.

At the same time, in order to turn passive into active, he also looked at the situation in the classroom very naturally - with most of the students leaving, the classroom seemed a bit empty, except for a few witches surrounding Downton on the podium Outside, there was only another corner of the classroom, Liu Feifei and Nicholas were rubbing each other, whispering something.

Seeing those two, Zheng Qing's eyes seemed to be stung, and he immediately retracted, refocusing on the maple table in front of him, and at the same time, his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about why the witch came to own.

Fortunately, Jiang Yu didn't make him wait too long.

She took out a small box from her handbag, put it directly on the table, and pushed it in front of Zheng Qing.

"This is when I went to the office building in the afternoon. I heard that we have a class meeting at night. Professor Li asked me to pass it to you." I signed the document together for you, here is the receipt... You can see if there is any problem."

Zheng Qing took those documents, and just glanced at them to know what was in the box.

It's a shape-shifting potion.

He first came into contact with this potion to suppress the headache caused by the attack after the power of the forbidden curse was leaked. Before the forbidden curse seed germinated and the power of the forbidden curse was barely leaked, using this potion to transform was indeed very effective in avoiding the information disturbance when the Nianzi force field fluctuated violently, which made Zheng Qing very relaxed for a while .

But as his shadow broke through the two-dimensional world and returned, under the gaze of the dark and starry sky, the seeds of the forbidden curse germinated, grew, and finally exploded one after another in the water of more and more "resources". The Transformation Curse could no longer ensure the safety of Zheng Qing's head.

Fortunately, there was a blood talisman bullet that could contain the power of the forbidden spell, and later, there was a little green snake made by Mr. from the "remains" of the Sea Demon King for him. moth.

Therefore, these transformation potions are already dispensable for Zheng Qing at this moment - just like wearing a body armor on a battlefield full of guns, apart from giving people a little psychological comfort, it is almost as useful as None—it's just that the school doesn't know the details, and still follows the inherent rules, distributing potions to wizards every once in a while.

Zheng Qing privately speculates that if he does not submit an application, perhaps this 'benefit' can be received until graduation. If it is some wizards with pure beliefs in Atlas, or some wealthy wizards from Alpha family, they can naturally regard this benefit as nothing. But for Zheng Qing, the mosquito legs are still meat even if they are small, so there is no reason to send them back.

More importantly, he likes the feeling of being a cat.

That made him feel at ease.

"What's wrong with your work?"

Zheng Qing carefully folded the reports signed by Jiang Yu in half, stuffed them into a gray cloth bag, and finally had the courage to look up and look at the witch's face—he felt as if he hadn't looked at her so seriously for a long time.

Her eyes were still bright, her hair was still black, and her skin was still fair. The slightly pursed lips are like a vermilion fruit in the snow, and the loose standard robe can't conceal the grace.

The young wizard and the witch just looked at each other quietly for a long time - maybe only a few seconds, or even a second, but in Zheng Qing's opinion, this kind of serious looking at each other made the time seem extremely slow, and it was also extremely long .

Crash!

The sound of something falling on the podium interrupted the two young people's gaze. Immediately there were screams from several witches, and Zheng Qing immediately looked away, looking towards the place where the noise came from.

It turned out that Downton was planning to leave the classroom with his homework in his arms, but unexpectedly, his hands slipped and the homework crackled

It fell to the ground.

Jiang Yu also looked back, as if hesitating whether to go to help.

"He can put his homework directly into the storage box, so why did he carry it away?" The young public finance student laughed unintentionally, and said in a low voice, "Maybe it's just to get them to help."

With this guess, it's not easy for Jiang Yu to go to help.

And Zheng Qing promptly brought the topic back to the box full of transformation potions in front of him.

"I don't know when this potion was made,"

The wizard took out a potion from the box, held it up to the light, carefully looked at the clear liquid in the ampoule, and muttered: "I don't know if it has expired..."

"Don't you know after drinking one?" The witch snorted.

It sounds like a good idea.

Zheng Qing hadn't changed into a cat for a long time, and now after hearing the witch's suggestion, a strong urge suddenly rose in her heart. An urge to climb on tree trunks, run over walls, and hunched over to yawn.

He subconsciously retracted his left hand into the sleeve of his robe and calculated the time—today is July 18th, Gengshen month and Renxu day, not at the beginning of the month, so it is not the best time to take potion, but after more than one semester of practice, Zheng Qing is right The mastery of the transformation spell is no longer comparable to what it was before, even if it is not taken at the beginning of the month, it will not affect the transformation effect.

Snapped.

Before the calculation with his left hand was over, the wizard's right thumb subconsciously used some strength to break open the bottle of the ampoule.

The witch whispered in his ears, Zheng Qing looked up, saw Jiang Yu's surprised expression, and immediately realized that own is reckless—but not the most reckless, only more reckless—he didn't know which brain circuit was wrong, so he raised his hand stupidly. Ampoule: "Do you want one too?"

The witch raised her eyebrows and stared at him for a long time.

It took a long time for Zheng Qing's brain circuit to find the correct buckle method again, making him realize that he had done a stupid thing.

"Do you have a lot of transformation potions?" the witch finally asked.

No beating!

Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the box in front of him, and let himself go again: "A lot, a lot... If you don't have one, apply for it... Lao Yao said that I have medical insurance and can be reimbursed in full!"

"It's really strange. Other public-funded students have never heard of such a high-level medical insurance." The witch raised her hand and brushed the hair beside her ear, stretched out her hand casually, took the ampoule that Zheng Qing handed over, and looked around Look:

"Well, there must be an empty spell practice room next door!"

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After a while, the lights in the last few classrooms on the sixth floor of the main building dimmed.

In the moonlight, one could vaguely see one black and one white. Two cats crawled out of the classroom along the window, and ran towards the distance along the slender edge of the main building.

Under the moonlight, the night is dark.