Hunting High School

The red and black clothes were piled up together, forming a sharp hill, which crowded the sink by the desk to the brim, exuding a choking smell.

Occasionally, a few blowflies dragged their fat bellies and trudged between the folds of the hill with difficulty. From time to time, they would drum up a small horn and buzz a few ditties, which disturbed people even more.

There are large brown and white stains on these clothes, as if someone spilled broth on them, or someone rolled in a mud puddle wearing these clothes, and there are even many indescribable suspicious yellow marks ——It is impossible to tell what material these clothes are made of with the naked eye.

Zheng Qing tried to poke the dirty clothes with the shaft of the quill.

Hard to the touch, as if poked into soft wood.

"What is this!" Li Meng yelled in a high-pitched voice, covering her small nose. The furry bear named Li Neng seemed to have been smothered by these pickles as well, struggling desperately in the little witch's backpack, trying to stay away from this terrifying area.

"If we want to touch these things, I'll choose a dog leash." Not far from Li Meng, a witch with a pointed chin poked the dirty robe in the sink with a quill, then brought the tip of the pen to her eyes, and immediately He was thrown far away, with a disgusted look on his face.

As the squad leader, Jiang Yu naturally couldn't be as casual as the others, so he could only stand in front of the sink and try his best to show that he didn't care.

Zheng Qing grinned and looked around.

Sure enough, against the background of the girls, the wizards all had an expression of indifference—in the eyes of the young public servants, it was hard to say which expression was worse.

"...Any qualified wizard should not walk around outside in dirty robes."

"That's a homeless man from the northern part of Beta Town, not a wizard!"

"As students of the First University, you must pay special attention to your own image, and you must not lower yourself to the level of magicians..."

On the podium, Professor Tian turned around tremblingly, tapped the blackboard with the rattan stick in his hand, and emphasized: "All you need is a spell with a fixed sentence pattern, plus less than half a page, the analysis process only needs twenty lines. You can come to class every day wearing clean robes... Is there anything simpler than this?"

"No... yes..." The students responded sparsely with their voices pulled. Because many people spoke while pinching their noses, their voices were mixed with a strong nasal sound, and when they merged together, they seemed even more weird.

The old professor had seen this kind of scene a lot, so he didn't take it seriously at all. He just tapped on the blackboard again: "Did you copy it down?"

As if waking up from a dream, all the students in the hall took out pens and paper, and began to quickly transcribe the process of spell analysis on the blackboard.

When Zheng Qing raised his head after reciting the mantra, in front of the classroom, three huge wooden basins were tremblingly floating not far from the podium, just like the old lady on the podium.

The wooden basin was full of dirty clothes, which looked dirtier than the sinks of everyone.

Li Meng raised her head and looked in horror at the wooden basin less than one meter away from her head dangling in the air, almost slipping under the table.

Even Jiang Yu couldn't maintain his usual calmness at this time, and his face looked extremely pale.

"Before we officially teach today's spell, let's talk about other related topics."

"I know that some students have been exposed to related cleaning spells in middle school... Can anyone give me a chestnut?" The old professor poked his head and looked out from the gap between several wooden basins.

She didn't care about the dirty robes in these tubs.

Jiang Yu immediately raised her hand.

"Scourgify!" She didn't open the book, but snapped her fingers at the wooden basin above Li Meng's head.

A burst of starlight flashed by, and the clothes in the tub suddenly looked much cleaner.

"Ah, the old spell on Europa... I haven't heard it for many years." The old professor nodded in satisfaction: "There is no need to use complicated spells, but to achieve the effect of accurate spell casting through the resonance of runes and gestures. ...the advantages are obvious, convenient and fast, but the disadvantages are also prominent - we can agree that the dirty things on these clothes are gone, but it is difficult to accept that these clothes are 'cleaned clean'."

"Many old-school wizards on Europa still like to use this spell, which makes their robes always have a rotten smell... because this spell can't completely remove the larvae of the magic mite and the remains of the spores."

"This is also the taste of wizards in the impression of many white people, a strange taste."

"Reward Jiang Yu with a credit!" The old professor waved his hand and drove the basin of slightly clean clothes not far away: "Is there any other way?"

The classroom suddenly fell into silence.

For these young wizards who were not professional "laundry masters", knowing a cleansing spell was already a rare thing.

Zheng Qing looked around, saw no one stood up, hesitated for a while, and finally raised his hand.

"Student Zheng Qing?" The old professor beckoned, pointing to the wooden basin on the left, and motioned, "This basin is for you."

Zheng Qing stood up a little shyly, and then ran to the front row of the classroom with his own gray cloth bag under the old professor's encouraging gesture and the surprised eyes of his colleagues.

"What I know is not spells." He explained to the professor in a low voice, and took out a pale yellow talisman from his pocket.

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There was a sudden sound from the hall.

After the talisman paper was pasted on the wooden basin, a plume of green smoke immediately rose, covering the entire wooden basin evenly.

When the green smoke dissipated, the dirty clothes in the basin looked brand new, and seemed to emit a fresh smell.

Li Meng wrinkled her small nose, immediately stretched out her hand, and grabbed the public fee student.

"Give me two!" She threatened in a low voice, "Otherwise I will make Lingo resign from your hunting team!"

This was a very effective threat, and Zheng Qing's face immediately wrinkled into a ball.

But before the little witch could wait for the fruit of victory, Jiang Yu grabbed her by the ear and carried her back.

"Very good, very good!" Professor Tian's eyes were completely attracted by Zheng Qing's wooden basin, and he didn't notice the interaction between him and the little witch.

The old professor held the cane between his hands, patted the palm of his hand with his skinny fingers, and praised repeatedly: "Very advanced skills in using runes. I will reward Zheng Qing with two credits."

Then, she turned her head to look at the other students and explained: "This talisman has twelve runes nested, five of which are outside the scope of the assessment of registered wizards... and the nested runes used in this talisman Skills, even experienced registered wizards, are rarely mastered."

"In fact, wizards who can master such profound rune skills and knowledge seldom waste time on this kind of talisman... It's as ridiculous as a great wizard meticulously dispensing tranquilizers."

"Well, since you are already on stage, you don't need to go down for the time being." The old professor tapped the last wooden basin in front of him with the cane in his hand, and motioned: "Today we will learn a spell that suits your identities... It's too old, leaving a decaying atmosphere of history on your clothes; it's not too difficult, so difficult that you need to master thousands of runes to learn it."

Zheng Qing stood by the podium with a sad face.

Next to it was a basin of dirty clothes that gave off a foul smell.

In front of her was the smug smiling face of little witch Li Meng.