Hunting High School

The long-lived species in the wizarding world often laugh at those short-lived species, generation after generation, always making the same mistakes.

It's as if human beings laugh at swimming fish with only five seconds of memory.

However, unlike fish that really only have a five-second memory, humans tend to be good at embellishing facts with memory.

For example, Zhou Gong used morality to cover up the bloody memory under the Yin Ruins, turning the history of cannibalism into a legendary horror story in the Spring and Autumn strokes; In fact, they are just villains, scumbags, and losers from the Old World; for another example, in Zheng Qing's impression, Mr. Hilda, the former special plane guard, is a very reliable and reassuring character.

However, reality is always crueler than memory.

In the green valley, on an open meadow.

The freshmen of Astronomy Class 08-1 of Jiuyou College and Alchemy Class 08-1 of Alpha College silently watched the 12-year-old little witch happily interacting with the teacher of the practical class, looking at each other without words.

"Sir, sir, why do you have so many braids on your head?" Li Meng asked curiously at the little braids on Hilda's head, raising her hand.

"Hair is like snow, binding my thoughts." Hilda looked sad and worried.

Zheng Qing shuddered, looking at the familiar but unfamiliar face in horror, trying his best to connect the reassuring figure in his mind with the funny face in front of him.

"Then sir, why are there so many iron rings and copper nails on your face?" Li Meng waved her short arms persistently and asked as she jumped up.

"The nails on the door locked my life and death." Hilda covered her face with her sleeves, her voice choked.

So, what is the relationship between face and door, life and death? Zheng Qing looked sadly at the two guys in front of him who seemed to be acting in a drama, and forcibly resisted the urge to growl.

When he turned his head, many students of Jiuyou College still looked dull. On the other hand, Xiao Xiao had no expression on his face, and looked a little serious - of course, this is not surprising, after all, Xiao Xiao always had this serious expression in all the teachers' classes.

Opposite them, those alpha freshmen in white robes seemed not to be affected by the scene at all, and they were still able to look at the teacher solemnly without changing their expressions, as if he was talking about some advanced magic knowledge.

No wonder many people say Alpha is a hypocrite, everyone is sincere, Zheng Qing nodded secretly.

"Sir, why are you covering your face?" Li Meng waved his arms in the arena, his eyes were full of questions.

"Of course..." Hilda covered her face, her voice gradually lowered.

"What?" Li Meng squeezed out of the crowd and moved closer to the young assistant, trying to hear what he was saying.

"Ah!" The teacher of the practical class suddenly put down his sleeves and put his face in front of Li Meng's eyes.

Pale, protruding eyeballs, like two boiled eggs that have been peeled off, are stuck outside the eye sockets of the teaching assistant; pinpoint-sized pupils are dripping around the eyeballs, and blood vessels of uneven thickness are sparsely hanging on the eyeballs. Added a bit of weirdness.

This face was a little swollen, and the skin on the face seemed to have been wrinkled by hot water, and it looked tattered.

The left half of the nose was lost, leaving only a huge, abrupt black hole; and the other half of the nose seemed to have been smashed with a hammer, crumbling under the shackles of a few fragile muscles.

The black tongue was half hanging outside the lips, with blue mucus flowing on it.

In short, this face can be well-deserved as the ultimate boss in any horror movie.

"Ah!!!" Li Meng screamed loudly in response to the assistant's move.

"Damn it!!" The freshmen standing in the front row were also taken aback by this honor, and scrambled to hide behind.

"Axi!!" Zheng Qing came back to his senses, ten thousand alpacas ran past in his heart.

Obviously, for some unknown reason, this incomprehensible practical class teacher suddenly wanted to scare everyone.

But this is class ah hey!

Zheng Qing rolled up his sleeves and forcibly suppressed the urge to rush up and beat him up. Because he knows that his own force value is still unable to suppress the teaching assistant, and the only consequence of rushing forward is to be counter-suppressed.

If he had a textbook in his hand, he would definitely smash it on the ground viciously.

The rest of the freshmen, who had recovered, gathered around again in twos and threes, and several strong boys began to look up and down the assistant teacher Hilda with malicious intent.

In the center of the field, the teaching assistant who felt good about himself stood up straight, spread his hands, shrugged, and accidentally shook the eyeballs out of his sockets.

"This is your future!" Hilda raised her hand, forced the eyeballs that fell out of their sockets back, and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Poisoned! Blind! Disfigured! Limbs are mutilated!"

Four horrifying images floated around the freshmen out of thin air, scrolling and displaying various horrific scenes.

When the projection disappeared, Assistant Hilda's face had returned to normal.

The familiar decadent face covered with copper nails and iron rings reappeared before everyone's eyes.

Zheng Qing was surprised to find that he suddenly felt that this face looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Hilda waved her arms and shouted hoarsely:

"What you see is the future that wizards who hunt demons must face!"

"This world is cruel!"

"You never know what the next moment is going to be."

"If you are not ready, please turn around and leave my classroom!"

"If you are ready, stand in line! Wait for the song of hunting monsters!"

"Now." The teaching assistant opened his eyes wide, his eyes skipping over those nervous young faces: "Tell me, your choice!"

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Every new student stood quietly in the line.

No one chooses to leave.

The teaching assistant nodded in satisfaction and smiled gently.

"Then, let's invite our lovely classmate Li Meng to stand back in the line." Hilda waved her hand casually, opened the book in her hand, and said, "According to the grouping of the last class, rearrange the formation!"

The first practical session was held indoors.

At that time, the teaching assistant behaved very normally. Like the teachers of other courses, he just took roll call, got acquainted with the faces of the two classes, listened to their self-introduction, and then divided the freshmen into groups.

According to his explanation in the last class, all the course arrangements and coursework requirements of the practical class are completed in groups.

Hearing the teacher's arrangement, the two freshman teams began to mix together, and everyone was trying to find their own partner.

"Li Meng?" Assistant teacher Hilda squinted, looked at the young little witch standing beside her, and patted her on the shoulder: "You can go back to the team."

"Ugh!" Li Meng hiccupped loudly, rolled her eyes, and fell flat on the ground.

The freshmen were stunned for a moment, and suddenly fell into a greater panic.