Monster Hunting High School

From Gu Diao Street to Danhag.

The straight-line distance is thousands of kilometers. If flying magic is used, Korma will probably hang in the sky for a long time. Fortunately, Gu Diao Street is located on Phuket Island, which has the highest density of clock passage systems in the wizarding world.

Therefore, when the morning star in the night sky just lit up, the new great wizard of the North District was already wearing a cloak and standing at the door of Danhag Foreign Affairs Reception Office.

This was her first time at Danhag.

In imagination, this place should be like other ancient magic institutions, surrounded by dazzling golden decorations, with exquisite carvings everywhere, the air filled with the smell of yarrow and wormwood, and wizards wearing various robes. He comes and goes in a hurry and is serious in speech.

But in reality, this place is more like a cold bank branch.

Silver gray is the main color of this space, and closure is the temperament of this space. On the left and right sides are standing cabinets tens of meters high, covered with densely packed mailboxes; there is a long and narrow corridor in the middle, with a thick glass window at the end of the corridor, a soft chair placed in front of the window, and a chubby man sitting behind the window. witch.

She was wearing an iron-gray uniform, with a white silk scarf tied around her neck, and the nails on her ten chubby fingers were painted bright red. These nail polishes are perhaps the most vibrant colors in the entire space.

Kolma noticed that there was a huge circular turntable behind the witch. There was a pointer on the disk. The scales on the disk were not numbers, but different departments, such as the filing court, the executive bureau, the collegial court, and the foreign affairs bureau. , the first criminal trial court, the first civil trial court, the trial supervision court, the first circuit court, etc.

There was another visitor in front of Colma. He was tall and thin, with a quill behind his ear. He had been writing and drawing with a notepad in his arms. When it was his turn, he sat directly on the soft chair. superior.

"Participate in Congressman Su's question meeting," the tall and lanky wizard continued his work while explaining his purpose: "Is everyone else here?"

"With you, the questioning committee has arrived, Sir." The fat witch behind the glass window replied.

Snap, the tip of the quill broke on the noteboard. It seemed that there was an error in the calculation data. The tall and lanky wizard cursed something in a low voice, and finally raised his head and adjusted the brim of his hat: "Where is Senator Su now?"

"She's on the broom," replied the receptionist behind the glass window.

‘The witch is on her broomstick’ means that the witch is traveling, or about to land, which is old-school witch slang that is rarely used by the younger generation.

The tall and lanky wizard muttered and tapped the armrest of the soft chair with his finger.

After stamping the seal behind the glass window and handing out a piece of paper, Kolma saw the pointer on the huge circular turntable behind the fat witch whirring towards the 'Trial Supervision Tribunal'.

The tall and thin wizard sitting on the soft chair seemed to be shrouded in a blurry mosaic, flickering for a moment and then disappearing without a trace.

Colma suddenly felt enlightened, took a few steps forward, came to the glass window, and sat on a soft chair.

But before she could speak, the fat witch behind the glass window raised her index finger and said quickly: "First time?"

The guest raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded.

The fat witch sighed: "Do you know what I am asked the most?"

This question interrupted Kolma's train of thought again.

She tilted her head and thought for a moment: "How long do I have to wait?"

"Why do you do this?" The fat witch shook her index finger and her tone was a little cold: "Why do you want me to do this, why do you do this, why don't they do that...why can't you do this, I think this Better yet, blah blah blah.”

"Because of the regulations?"

"No."

"...To make this all seem serious?"

"No...I'm sorry, please wait a minute." The fat witch put away her wagging index finger, smiled apologetically at the guest, then turned her head and yelled at the corner behind the glass window: "Jacqueline ! I saw your horse’s tail!”

Colma took off his hat and followed the receptionist's gaze.

Then she saw a little witch with a ponytail emerging from the corner and stumbled over. Perhaps because the robe was a little too big, she stumbled several times during the few steps away.

"Jerry is grabbing Tom's dried fish again and beating him up," the little witch cried with a sad face, "I can't even stop him..."

"Ask Spike for help!" the fat witch said with a wave of her hand.

The little witch snorted and stumbled away again.

"Sorry," the fat witch turned back and looked at Kolma, with a smile on her face: "The reception desk is understaffed, and pet management has always been a big problem, so I asked the younger members of the family to help... Have you brought your pets? "

"No."

"That's good." The fat witch was obviously relieved.

"Well……"

Just as the guest was about to speak again, the fat witch continued: "Where did we just talk?"

Kolma was silent for a moment.

"It's my first time here, what do I need to do?" She kindly corrected the conversation between the two.

"Yes, it's my first time here." The fat witch seemed not to notice anything wrong with this conversation: "Guests who visit Danhag for the first time need to provide valid documents, including but not limited to a global pass issued by the Umbrella Union, Conference invitations, alien passports, New World Development Qualifications...well, as long as they are issued by formal institutions, they are all recognized here."

Korma thought for a moment and took out her student ID card from under her cloak.

Not long ago, she was a student at First University, and her student status had not been cancelled. I think this student ID card must still be valid.

The fat witch took the student ID card.

"Ah, a student of First University?" She picked up the student ID card with her fingers painted with bright red nail polish. With her other hand, she skillfully pulled the magnifying glass fixed on the shelf next to her and put it under her eyes: "Wow. , has completed the registration as a wizard...another future elite? Oh, he is actually the vice-president of the student union...the certificate is authentic and valid!"

Snap, she quickly punched a red stamp on the title page of her student ID card.

"What's your purpose of coming?" She stuffed her student ID card back, pulled out a form from the side, looked up at the visitor, and continued to ask: "Observe the trial? Participate in an internship? Visit a friend? Or is it that one of your professors asked you to act on your behalf? Is he attending a meeting?"

Korma pondered for a moment.

"Apply for assistance," she answered honestly.

"Fresh words," the fat witch quickly registered the visitor's intention, and at the same time motioned for Kolma to sit more firmly: "Put your hands on the armrests, stand straight... No problem, um, lower your head, young man, Your size exceeds the limit of the moving array!"