Monster Hunting High School

Zheng Qing did not know whether the birth of Fringe College was determined by fate.

That's something the great wizards need to consider.

At his age and position, he only needs to care about his test scores. Of course, for him, there are a lot more things to care about besides grades.

The little discord caused by the 'dating' not long ago seems to have passed. In the past two days, the black gem cat can stay safely under the cat fruit tree again, and Zheng Qing can also chat with Jiang Yu during class.

Alex, the black wizard of the Titan Soldier Project, was worried about the ‘re-qualification assessment’ that he had been worried about before. After all, it did not come. Thinking about it, as the only healthy candidate in the project team, those researchers probably prayed for Zheng Qing's good health every day, and they could no longer be picky and picky.

In addition, Xiao Xiao was preparing papers for the journal 'Alchemy' from time to time asking Zheng Qing for the training logs of the elves - if it weren't for those data being mixed in Zheng Qing's diary, he would have read everything in one go. It's for the doctor; the big fox gives the two cats extra homework every night, so that they can no longer bite their ears after school; and the devils of the seven deadly sins, seem to be completely oblivious to the urgency of the end of the semester, once again Apply for a meeting.

Zheng Qing can confirm that the devil who applied for the meeting is not a student of Jiuyou Academy.

The only good news is that starting from this week, the preparatory classes at Fringe Academy will have no assignments. He didn't need to consider the racial taboos of the dozen or so students of different origins when preparing lesson plans, nor did he need to rack his brains on how to dismantle the talisman theory that he thought was very simple to make it simpler; nor did he need to face it Luna Houyhnhnm's big tearful eyes, or maybe he was worried that the big elves would rush to the podium during class, hugging his legs and calling daddy.

This feeling between tension and relaxation lasted until the last day of the fourteenth week.

It is also the penultimate day of May.

Zheng Qing's registered transformation wizard certification examination was held this morning. Since the morning before, he had only eaten simple bread, eggs, and milk, fearing that he would be considered cheating by the examiners after accidentally taking some magic potion.

The assessment starts at ten o'clock in the morning.

At half past nine, he was already standing outside the door of the examination room.

Because the transformation form of a wizard is a very 'private' and 'rare' matter, the examination for registered transformation wizards is conducted by the relevant agencies of the alliance to temporarily organize personnel to conduct individual assessments after the candidates apply.

The so-called examination room is actually a conference room on the first floor of the office building.

Zheng Qing originally thought he was the first, but when he arrived outside the examination room, he discovered that there was a young wizard in black robes repeatedly moving the only examination table in the room.

He looks to be in his twenties, slightly fat, slightly bald, and has a bright rosacea.

Boom!

The examinee knocked on the door tentatively.

The black-robed wizard turned his head, noticed the figure peeking out from the door, and immediately said with a straight face: "——Sorry, this conference room has been requisitioned by the Transfiguration Magic Academic Committee. You can go to other rooms if necessary."

Zheng Qing was stunned for a second and quickly explained: "I, I am today's candidate."

The black-robed wizard looked at him in surprise for a second.

"So young?" He murmured in a low voice, shook his head, and refused again: "——Sorry, candidates can only enter the venue ten minutes early. Please exit the door."

Zheng Qing retreated obediently.

Unexpectedly, the other party also came out. As soon as he went out, the coldness on his face was wiped away, and a warm smile appeared on his face. He grabbed Zheng Qing's hand without refusal and shook it: "——Ah, I'm sorry, just now In the classroom, I need to abide by the relevant regulations. You look so young, why do you think of taking the Transfiguration certification test so early? Usually children who master Transfiguration at this age will play quietly for a long time..."

Zheng Qing was taken aback by his enthusiasm.

After a moment of silence, he vaguely answered one of the questions: "Well, because you can get two additional points after being certified in Transfiguration. I will graduate at the end of this semester, and I don't have enough credits."

"Graduate early?"

"Uh-huh."

"It's amazing! Those who can graduate early from the First University are all the proud ones! How old are you this year? Do you know who among your level has graduated early? Is there anyone who has applied to register for the Transformation Wizard Assessment? You use How long did it take to master the art of transfiguration?”

This is a chatterbox.

Zheng Qing came to this conclusion in his heart, but on the surface he nodded repeatedly, looking like he was being flattered. It's just that until the other party shut up, he didn't calculate how long it took him to learn the transformation technique.

Because he was a little unsure whether he should start counting from the first time he came into contact with Professor Yi's transfiguration notebook, or from the first time he took the transfiguration potion.

"—About a few months." He finally gave a vague answer.

"so fast!"

The fat wizard touched his sweat-stained bald head, the tip of his nose was red and shiny, and his face was full of nostalgia: "It took me almost a year to truly master the transformation technique. The first step of 'Han Ye' was used Almost two months! I had no experience in the past few times. When I put datura leaves into my mouth, I always accidentally bit them and my hair..."

As he spoke, he touched his sparse hair, sighing: "...My hair was originally very thick, but when I was making the mixture, I failed too many times and pulled out all my hair! And the weather! I finally waited for a storm with thunder and lightning, but the second full moon turned cloudy! Merlin! A friend of mine has been practicing for four or five years, but he always failed on a full moon day! He told me that every wizard who can practice Transfiguration is God's illegitimate child!"

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something, looked around furtively, and lowered his voice slightly: "-Although you are not allowed to use the Felixir during the exam, everyone used it a little when practicing before. This kind of magic really can't be connected without a little luck! How much did you use at the beginning?"

Zheng Qing was confused.

Baffled.

What mandrake leaves?

What thunder and lightning storm?

A full moon?

He looked up at the white paper posted in the conference room. It was definitely the classroom for the Transfiguration exam. Just by listening to what this guy said, he almost thought he had come to a ceremony held by the Moon Clan!

He didn't ask the other party until he shut up. He asked cautiously, "--You just mentioned the mandrake leaves, the weather, etc.? Will Transfiguration also test these things?"