Hunting High School

"I'm on a horse!"

An alpha freshman in a white robe yelled loudly, holding a law book in his left hand, and slapping the pages of the book heavily with his right hand.

The pale gray halo faded, and the young wizard's opponent's legs gave way and he fell to his knees.

Hilda had a satisfied smile on her face.

The sun gradually went down, and the attitude slowly became gentler.

The copper rings and iron nails on the nose and mouth corners of the young teaching assistant glistened in the sunlight.

The vitality of youth, he murmured, turning to look to the other side of the crowd.

"Ge Zhi... Tan... Xi... applied to... this..."

The Jiuyou freshman in a red robe chanted this incantation in a high-pitched voice with a long trembling voice.

But obviously, the binding spell with a relatively long spell has higher requirements for the students to breathe. Many people fall short after halfway through the mantra because of uneven breathing.

Hilda frowned slightly, but there was no better way.

Only practice makes perfect ears.

Of course, Hilda, who used to be a public-funded student at the First University and is now acting as a teaching assistant for the practice class, does have a trick to quickly master the binding spell.

Because the binding spell is a semi-open spell, the second half of the spell can use appropriate vocabulary according to the wizard's own ability.

A wizard with a little lack of ability can directly express his own needs in the most plain and simple language, such as 'Ge Zhitanxi, trap him! ’ or ‘Ge Zhitanxi, tie him up! '.

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Hilda believed that if he taught this method to the young wizards in the Astronomy 08-1 class in front of him, the few freshmen on the lawn who were always out of breath would be able to quickly master the binding spell. But correspondingly, the shiny-haired Professor Yao Xiaomi from Jiuyou College would definitely break into the teaching assistant's lounge and tear himself apart.

After all, this method is too un-wizard and inelegant.

Thinking of elegance, Hilda couldn't help turning her gaze to a corner of the lawn.

There, two young red-robed wizards were seriously practicing the binding spell. Compared to the other bumbling freshmen, these two students were perfect.

The short wizard with glasses held the Own scripture book in both hands and muttered words. Two thumb-thick kudzu vines popped out from both sides of his shoulders, like a pair of water-worn iron guns, collapsing, pointing, chopping, blocking, piercing, holding, circle, and picking, they are so powerful and intimidating.

The student with a tuft of hair on the opposite side of the short wizard followed the standard posture in the textbook, holding the book with his left hand, pressing the pages with his right, and muttering something. The kudzu vines he summoned protruded from his ribs, four on the left and four on the left, like an octopus in the deep sea, waving its tentacles seamlessly, no matter how unscrupulous the opponent was, he remained motionless.

Yes, these two students did not go back and forth like everyone else, practicing spells one by one.

They have been able to direct the summoned kudzu vines to make many sensitive movements.

This ability is rare even among senior students.

Hilda didn't look through the roster in her arms.

He has an impression of these two students.

On the admission plane of First University, when the banshee who accidentally broke in unscrupulously released own Monster Qi, these two boys stood at the front of all the students.

Even when exhausted, there is no retreat.

This impressed him.

One is Zheng Qing, a public-funded student of Jiuyou College this year; the other is Xiao Xiao, a special enrollment student of First University.

Although their identities are very special, these two surnames are not outstanding in the wizarding world. The public-funded student surnamed Zheng hadn't even received secondary education for wizards before entering First University.

After this incident was reported by Thomas, it was once circulated among the teaching assistants.

Many people began to wonder whether the school's roster is not in a state of instability with the departure of the principal.

Of course, after the school announced the results of the public-funded wizard's college entrance examination, these rumors and rumors immediately and silently stopped.

No one doubts the authority of the Global Wizarding Entrance Examination.

Thoughts are like blades of grass flying in the air, without direction. While admiring the smooth performance of the two young wizards, Hilda suddenly had another idea.

Do you want to reward them with a credit?

The teaching assistant thought for a moment, and finally gave up on this tempting idea.

Although the demonstrations of the two freshmen were very elegant, perhaps their Magic power was a little insufficient, and the kudzu vines they summoned were only as thick as a thumb.

This small flaw will definitely be questioned.

Not long ago, the small-scale riots caused by the credits he awarded to the trainees are still vivid in his memory. The young practical teacher now only prays that this class can end safely.

Couldn't have asked for more.

If Zheng Qing knew the thoughts of the practical class teacher, she would definitely want to cry without tears.

It's not that he and Xiao Xiao couldn't summon a more powerful kudzu vine, but in line with the principle of saving energy and not wasting effort, the young public finance student barely summoned a vine that could resist Master Xiao's attack.

Of course, the more important reason is that he is chatting with Xiao Xiao.

Since he discovered that kudzu vines can be summoned and they can be driven by just looking and thinking, Zheng Qing will naturally not waste this free time.

The chanting that Hilda saw was not maintaining the spell, but two people chatting.

"What do you think Matthew said at the end?" Zheng Qing stared at the kudzu vine with eight knots in front of him, thinking hard.

He's still haunted by the last words Matthew Karen said not so long ago.

"Just ignore it." Xiao Xiao skipped the topic indifferently. Taking advantage of Zheng Qing's distraction, a slender vine suddenly protruded from under his ribs, like a long worm looking for food, it flicked back and forth between the pockets of Zheng Qing's robe in an instant.

"If you were my enemy, I would be dead." Zheng Qing raised his hands and said the words of admitting defeat first.

"What are you going to do with it?" After Xiao Xiao put away the two kudzu vines on his shoulders, he gestured to the small vine under his ribs with his eyes.

Zheng Qing took a closer look, and there was a familiar egg Shiraishi ring rolled on the top of the slender rattan.

"You can go to the pedestrian street to earn pocket money." Zheng Qing touched his empty pocket and couldn't help but sarcastically said.

"You two are so beautiful, the girls over there are looking straight." Xin Fatty appeared from nowhere, squeezed between the two, fanning the wind with one hand, and snatching the kudzu hanging from the kudzu vine with the other. He asked curiously, "Why, don't you want this ring?"

Zheng Qing frowned, looked at the sweat stains on Fatty's hands, and didn't speak.

"The key is not this ring." Zhang Jixin crossed his arms, stood beside them, and said with a serious face: "Now you should consider whether they will have follow-up actions... This is very important."

"It's also very troublesome." Xin Fatty shook his head and threw the ring back to Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing took the slippery ring and rubbed it casually on the robe.

"Do you want to report to the teacher?" He put the magic ring back into his pocket, glanced carefully at Hilda who was wandering around, hesitated, and asked, "Maybe the school can stop their unscrupulous behavior?"

Ever since he was a child, as an obedient and good student, every time he encounters such disputes between students, he is always used to solving the troubles through the teacher.

"You are a public-funded student of Jiuyou College!" Xin Fatty looked at him with strange eyes: "And you are a college student! Don't report to the teacher or find the school...it's embarrassing!"

Zheng Qing grunted and blushed.

"Evidence." Xiao Xiao vetoed his idea from another angle: "The two of you did not conflict. So, if there is no proper reason, why should the teacher or the school severely sanction him? Just because you are a public fee student ?”

"This kind of thing is obvious at a glance." Zheng Qing muttered.

"Unless you catch the evidence that he cursed you on the spot, this kind of thing completely falls within the scope of 'free evidence'." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and added:

"The fact that you have no animosity with Andrew Taylor - there is no point in accusing him of harming you. What's more, there are hundreds of ways for a wizard to explain why he stole this bit of your blood .”

"Let's say he plans to give you a birthday surprise." Xin Fatty said in a disgusting tone: "Like a magic ring for blood sacrifice."

"My birthday is in May," Zheng Qing forced a smile: "This reason can be ruled out."

"Instead of worrying about those unprovoked attacks, why not plan your schedule for tomorrow and the next two days." Xiao Xiao suddenly raised his head, squinted his eyes, looked at Zheng Qing, and said in a very firm tone: "Before you and Yi Before Lian Na made the appointment, did she forget something?"

Zheng Qing held the arm of the book and fixed it in the air, staring blankly.

"Someone forgot that after finishing morning classes in the morning, they have to go back to sleep." Xin Fatty said in a drawn out voice.

"Someone forgets that they don't take a lunch break at noon, and their eyes will be swollen like peaches in the afternoon." Zhang Jixin was also beside Yin & Yang added strangely.

"The most terrible thing is that someone forgot to go on patrol on Saturday night." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and looked at Zheng Qing expressionlessly: "Give the rest time in the afternoon to someone else."

"Oh! Xie Te!" Zheng Qing slammed his right fist heavily on the palm of his left hand, and burst into a foul language.

Just now, I was just looking at those beautiful big eyes, completely forgetting that I was going to patrol.