Monster Hunting High School

After the potions class ended, Zheng Qing did not leave the classroom immediately with his friends.

Holding "Standard Pharmacy: First Year in College", he stood hesitantly in the hallway at the door, occasionally peeking in to take a look at the pharmacy professor at the lecture table.

Professor Li is answering questions from today's course to several studious young wizards.

It wasn't until the last student left that the professor finally noticed the young wizard standing at the door.

"Zheng Qing?" He walked out of the classroom holding the courseware and asked in a surprised tone: "Is there anything you don't understand about today's course? Although your foundation is relatively poor, I think with Xiao Xiao's help, you can follow There should be no problem with the teaching progress..."

The bluntness of these words was a bit harsh.

Zheng Qing was stunned and almost forgot all about what he wanted to ask.

The young public-funded student opened and closed his mouth three times, and finally regurgitated what he wanted to ask before.

"No problem, professor." Zheng Qing denied very politely: "Your class today was very exciting... I feel that I benefited a lot, and there is nothing I don't understand."

"It's okay if you don't, it's okay if you understand." Professor Li seemed very satisfied and nodded repeatedly, but he was a little confused: "Then you are waiting at the door..."

"Well, it's just a sign of a headache these days...I wonder if it's because there are too many things going on in the school hunting party." The young public-funded student lowered his head and added in awe: "Isn't it early October now? I'm thinking Do you want to take the medicine before the full moon, so...Professor Yao told me that I need to get the relevant medicine from you..."

"Headache? Potion?" Professor Li was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Oh...it's the transformation potion that Lao Yao mentioned before!"

Zheng Qing nodded quickly and showed a simple smile.

"Just ask for the transformation potion." The professor shook his head and led the young wizard to the stairs: "Well, it is just at the end of the beginning of the month, and it is indeed the last window period for taking the transformation potion... You Come with me to the office, I just need you to sign a few documents."

Zheng Qing's face suddenly turned pale.

Although he had made sufficient psychological preparations, he still felt a little heartbroken when he heard the sad news.

Professor Li Qihuang’s office is known as a forbidden area for students.

It's not that the potion professor has set up any fatal mechanism in his office, but that his office is a place where it is difficult for an 'ordinary wizard' to stay.

Maybe it's because the professor often piles pots of boiled medicine and half-dried herbs in his office; maybe it's because he never minded leaving a wooden barrel filled with salted herrings open next to the cupboard; or maybe it's because Just because the fume hood in his office was broken.

There is always a strange smell in the pharmacy professor's office.

It's like the musty smell in a basement that has been closed for a long time, then mixed with rotten grass and sea fish, and finally sprinkled with several pounds of pungent formaldehyde.

So much so that almost all students firmly believe that Professor Li Qihuang has no sense of smell.

His nose is just a decoration.

"How about... I go to the laboratory and wait for you first?" The young public-funded student struggled in a weak tone.

"Laboratory?" Professor Li turned his head in surprise and glanced at the young wizard: "Why do you want to go to the laboratory?"

Zheng Qing was also a little stunned.

"Don't you need to go to the laboratory to boil medicine?" He still hoped to stay away from that horrible office as much as possible, and struggled with all his strength: "I can go to the laboratory to light a fire for you first... help you heat up the crucible, or Help you wipe some jars and test tubes with alcohol..."

"What a hard-working young man." Professor Li smiled and stretched out his hand, grabbed Zheng Qing's shoulder, shook it, and refused happily: "But you are wrong... I have a prepared deformation potion in my office, you You only need to sign a few names, and then you can get it... Today is not a hundred years ago, and standard preparations like this do not require us to cook it ourselves. "

Zheng Qing's vision went dark, he staggered and almost fell down the stairs.

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The professors seem to be able to use some convenient spells in the stairwell of the teaching building. For example, there is an office around the corner, and they can switch to where they want to go by opening the door.

Professor Li is naturally no exception.

Zheng Qing followed the professor into the office. After trying to hold his breath for a minute, he desperately discovered that the strange smell seemed to seep into his lungs along his skin.

Completely irresistible.

What frightened him even more was that after just two minutes in the office, he seemed to have become somewhat accustomed to the smell in the room.

If I go back with this weird smell, I'm afraid even my own elves will stay away. The young public-sponsored student was thinking quietly in his heart, thinking about the image of a gypsy witch hiding her nose and running away in panic, becoming increasingly frustrated.

"Here, sign this 'Special Drug Application Form'." Professor Li rummaged around at his desk for a moment, then pulled out a stack of documents: "There are also these -'First University Outstanding Student Subsidy The "Preferential Policy for Merlin Medal Winners" and the "Provisional Resolution of the Professors' Joint Meeting"... Well, please sign these documents first to show that you have read these documents. "

"Then there are these - 'Authorization Form for Nianzi Force Field Simulation', 'Authorization Form for Retention of Body Surface Cells', and 'Authorization Form for Blood Retention' - these are the backup of your physical signs that need to be retained at First University when using the potion."

"Finally, there is the 'Registration Form for Registered Transfiguration Potion Users in the Wizards Alliance' and the 'Declaration of Transfiguration Potion Users'... This is a legally required procedure and must be signed."

Zheng Qing was made dizzy by this series of strange file names. He simply pinched his nose, took the quill, and signed his name in the blank space in the lower right corner of the pile of documents with his eyes almost closed.

Professor Li seemed stunned for a moment.

"Well... although I am grateful for your trust, I must point out that your behavior is a bit reckless." The professor hesitated for a moment, and finally warned: "Don't sign any documents that you have not read in detail... Could it be that your Didn't the guardian tell you about the horror of magic documents?"

Zheng Qing was also stunned.

He nodded immediately, and then shook his head quickly.

"No, I don't have a guardian in the magical world." He denied and admitted at the same time: "But I know that I can't sign a magical contract casually... Do these documents also belong to a magical contract?"

"Any document that requires signature is a contract...the only difference is that they are mandatory." Professor Li put away the documents, put them in a brown paper bag, and stuffed them into the drawer of his desk: "Next time, remember not to So casual..."

After speaking, he raised his head, rubbed his hands, and his eyes wandered between the glass windows on both sides of the desk.

"Finally...the transformation potion."

The professor murmured softly, moved closer to the glass display window, and began to carefully distinguish the small nameplates on it.