Monster Hunting High School

"Are you upset?"

"No... haha... no way!"

"Then what are you doing sitting there and squirming?"

"...There was a wooden thorn on the stool and it hit me."

"Why don't you twist again?"

"I cut off the thorn." Zheng Qing replied dryly. He couldn't help but twist his butt again, and at the same time stretched his hands and feet in a stretching posture, showing that he was very relaxed and natural at the moment.

At the same time, in order to turn from passive to active, he also took a look 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, where Liu Feifei and Nicholas were rubbing their temples together and whispering something.

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

Fortunately, Jiang Yu didn't keep him waiting 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.

"When I went to the office building in the afternoon, I heard that we would have a class meeting in the evening. Professor Li asked me to pass it on to you." The witch whispered, and handed over a few pieces of paper at the same time: "In addition, there are several receipts on behalf of others. I’ll sign the documents for you, and here’s the receipt... See if there’s anything wrong with it.”

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

It's a transformation potion.

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

But as his shadow broke through the two-dimensional world and returned, under the deep gaze from the darkness and the starry sky, the seeds of the forbidden curse sprouted, grew, and finally exploded one after another as more and more 'materials' were poured into them. The transformation spell can no longer ensure the safety of Zheng Qing's head.

Fortunately, there were blood talisman bullets that could contain the power of the forbidden spell, and later there was a little green snake that the gentleman refined for him from the "remains" of the Siren King. At this time, the wizard had no idea what was going on with the seed deep in his soul. moth.

Therefore, these transformation potions are no longer necessary for Zheng Qing at this moment - just like wearing a body armor on a battlefield where thousands of guns are firing. Apart from giving people a little psychological comfort, it has almost no use - —It’s just that the school doesn’t know this detail, so it still follows the inherent rules and distributes magic potions to wizards every once in a while.

Zheng Qing secretly speculated that if he did not submit an application, maybe he could receive this 'welfare' until graduation. If you are some wizards with pure beliefs in Atlas, or some wealthy wizards from Alpha families, you can naturally regard this benefit as nothing. But to Zheng Qing, mosquito legs are still meat even when they are small, so there is no reason to send them back.

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

That made him feel comfortable.

"What's wrong with what you do?"

Zheng Qing carefully folded the reports signed by Jiang Yu in half and stuffed them into a gray cloth bag. He finally had the courage to raise his head 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 are still so bright, her hair is still as black, and her skin is still as fair. The slightly pursed lips were like a red fruit in the snow, and the loose standard robe could not hide that grace.

The young wizard and the witch looked at each other quietly for a long time - maybe only a few seconds, or even a second, but to Zheng Qing's feeling, this serious look at each other made time seem extraordinarily slow and extremely long. .

Wow!

The sound of something falling to the ground came from the podium, interrupting the two young people's gaze. Immediately, several witches screamed, and Zheng Qing immediately looked away and looked at the place where the noise came from.

It turned out that Downton was holding his homework and was about to leave the classroom, but unexpectedly, his hand slipped and his homework fell to the floor with a clatter.

Jiang Yu also looked back, seemingly hesitating whether to go over and help.

"He could obviously just put his homework into the storage box, so why should he carry it away." The young government-funded student laughed as if unintentionally, and whispered: "Maybe it's just to ask them to help."

With this guess, Jiang Yu couldn't go over to help.

Zheng Qing promptly brought the topic back to the box filled with 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 and carefully looked at the clear liquid in the ampoule, muttering: "I wonder if it has expired..."

"Don't you know it after just one drink?" the witch snorted.

This idea sounds good.

Zheng Qing had not turned into a cat for a long time. After hearing the witch's suggestion, a strong impulse arose in his heart. An urge to climb on tree trunks, run along walls, and hunch over to yawn.

His left hand subconsciously retracted into the sleeve of his robe, and he calculated the time - today is July 18th, Gengshen month and Renxu day, not at the beginning of the month. It is not the best time to take potions, but after more than a semester of practice, Zheng Qing is right The mastery of the transformation spell is no longer what it was before. Even if it is not taken at the beginning of the month, the transformation effect will not be affected.

Snapped.

Before the calculation with his left hand was finished, the thumb of the wizard's right hand subconsciously used some force to open the mouth of the ampoule.

The witch's whisper came to his ears. Zheng Qing looked up and saw Jiang Yu's surprised expression. He immediately realized that he was reckless - but he was not the most reckless, only more reckless - he didn't know which part of his brain circuit was wrong, and he raised his head stupidly. Ampoule in hand: "Do you want one too?"

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

It took a while for Zheng Qing's brain circuit to find the correct buckle method again, and he realized that he had done something stupid.

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

Didn't get beaten!

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

"It's strange that other public-funded students have never heard of such high-level medical insurance." The witch raised her hand and brushed the hair beside her ears. She reached out casually and took the ampoule handed over by Zheng Qing, looking 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 two cats, one black and one white, crawling out of the classroom along the window, running along the slender edge of the main building, one behind the other, towards the distance.

Under the moonlight, the night is already dark.