Monster Hunting High School

The talisman that Zheng Qing was talking about was the reward given by Professor Yao to the members of the hunting team after the Forgiveness Hunting Team finished eighth in this year's Campus Cup.

At that time, everyone, including several members of the Edge Hunters in the class, received a talisman drawn by the legendary wizard. Although they are not standard legendary level talismans, because the drawing process carries a lot of the breath of legendary wizards, the power of those talismans is also very outstanding.

Clearly valuable.

But on the other hand, these talismans did not cost the fat wizard a single copper. They were considered a 'windfall', so it would not be wrong to say that they were 'not valuable'.

The most important thing is that senior Linda is going to be on duty in the Silent Forest. A talisman drawn by a legendary wizard is obviously more reassuring than a lucky potion.

"Is it too expensive? Is she willing to accept it?" The fat wizard took out his 'Shang Mei Wuda', with a trace of struggle on his face. On the one hand, he felt sorry for this precious talisman, and on the other hand, he was worried that he would give it away. After going out, I was kindly returned.

There is nothing more humiliating for a young person than having a gift returned.

"This talisman is not as precious as you think."

When Zheng Qing took out the mahogany box containing the deformation potion from the gray cloth bag, he also took out his talisman with the 'Soft Legs Curse' and waved it in front of the fat wizard: "Old Yao, this talisman No advanced skills were used during the ban, it was just a standard ban method. Even if there is a legendary aura entrenched, the shelf life of this talisman is only half a year at most... It has been a month now. Look carefully, the color of cinnabar on the vent below. Is it a bit cooler than the one at Fu Dan?”

Fatty Xin opened his eyes wide, analyzed it carefully, and murmured: "What else is there? I thought it was different from ordinary talismans... Why didn't you tell me earlier? Does everyone else know?"

"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"

"Maybe, I only found out a few days ago."

The young public-funded student shrugged: "But it doesn't matter, there are still a few months left, you can always find an opportunity to use it... At worst, sell it to the homeless, you will never lose money... So I think you just need to ask that person Senior Sister Linda explains why your talisman is both precious and not precious, and she will most likely happily accept this gift."

While speaking, Zheng Qing had already put away his talisman, opened the mahogany box, took out a transformation potion, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

The next second, the wide red robe slowly slipped from mid-air.

The elves screamed, swarmed up, grabbed the collar, shoulders, sleeves and other places, dragging the robe that had not yet fallen to the floor back to Zheng Qing's bed.

At the same time, a black cat nimbly emerged from under the corner of the robe and jumped onto the desk.

"Oh, by the way, remember to leave a crack in the window at night," it greeted the fat wizard happily, and made some calculations: "I shouldn't be back very late..."

When the fat wizard came to his senses, he was the only one left in the dormitory again.

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Friedman, wrapped in a loose black robe, quietly left the Cullen family's lounge.

Although it was still early, firstly, today was Friday, and many students were still lingering in Beta Town. Secondly, the Karen family’s lounge was located on the upper floor of the tower of Fort Alpha, and few students usually came here, so he went all the way. No other students were seen, and the prepared words were not used.

On the other hand, the portraits hanging on both sides of the corridor were as noisy as ever.

Going down the long and dark spiral staircase, not far away, a cloud of milky white mist rises. The wizard wearing a bat mask walks through the mist, greets the knocker beast on the bronze door, and skillfully lifts himself up 's right hand.

On the leather gloves, the red gemstones shone slightly.

"As the convener, you came too late today...and so did everyone else. One by one, each generation is really worse than the last." The Knocker Beast faithfully performed its duties and did not forget to accuse these young wizards of procrastination. again and again.

Jazz adjusted his mask, silently expressing 'respect', and then pushed the door open and entered.

Familiar hanging candles, familiar light, familiar carpets, flower baskets and fruit plates, familiar oval long table, and the seven familiar - no, five familiar figures on the left and right of the long table.

The wizard wearing a bat mask stood at the door, his eyes falling on the two strange figures behind the table.

Different from the past, today, in addition to the black cat, there was a pig and a fox in the conference room. Beelzebub wearing a pig head mask and Mammon wearing a fox mask were missing.

The pig is a little pig with white skin and black flowers, and the fox is a fox with fiery red fur.

"...It was our new culprit who gave me this inspiration,"

The fiery red fox was squatting on Mammon's seat, folding his arms, swinging his big tail back and forth in a lively manner. His voice was hoarse and stiff: "Compared with those old-fashioned masks, the concealment effect of transformation is It seems better, I can't think of any reason to reject it... Beelzebub also thought of using transformation, which was slightly beyond my expectation... I thought it was Leviathan or Lucifer who could think of this."

It raised its paw and said hello to the cat-faced witch and Mr. Bat who had just entered the door.

"This inspiration is easy to come up with, but not everyone is as special as our sinner." The voice of the witch wearing a cat-face mask seemed a little hoarse this time.

"Am I special?" Black Cat interrupted abruptly, carefully erecting his ears, but his face showed a nonchalant look.

"A talking cat, very special." The answer was Belphegor, who was wearing a bird-head mask. He was lying lazily on a high-backed chair, tilting his head and looking at the red fox with interest: "Our culpable master claimed that it worked in the 'relevant departments' and barely explained its special reasons... Where are you two? How did you avoid Mundell's Paradox?"

Mundell's Paradox is an important law involving transfiguration, which means that it is impossible for a wizard to achieve free transformation of species, independence of will, and stable magic power at the same time.

To make a cat or a fox speak requires stable magic power.

If Mammon or Beelzebub had not lost their minds and allowed the transformed species to erode their independent will, then it would have been impossible for them to speak like a normal wizard after performing the transformation.

"The Impossible Triangle is not 'absolutely impossible', but 'relatively impossible'. This has been demonstrated by many transfiguration masters in their writings." The white pig snorted and replied in a loud voice: "Just like white and black There is no clear line between...as long as you take a small step back on the 'free transformation of species', you can naturally take a small step forward on the 'magic stability'."