Monster Hunting High School

Now that the itinerary has been determined, the most important thing at the moment is to find the home of this rat in a waistcoat.

The black cat turned his head and turned his attention to the forest cat.

Because the fat man took out a few handfuls of white fresh food from his pocket and rubbed it on it, now the hideous wounds on the forest cat's face and body have completely healed, leaving only a few pink scars. At this moment, this stupid cat was lying lazily on the ground, holding a large piece of chicken breast between its two front paws, tilting its head and gnawing happily.

Sensing the black cat's gaze, the forest cat jumped up suddenly, purring in its throat and wagging its tail in a flattering manner. This made the black cat very depressed - he had always thought that tail wagging was a dog's habit. Who knew that among the cats in front of him, more than one of them had learned a 'foreign language', and all of them were quite good at using it.

If one day we go out and meet the dogs in the college, do we both have to wag their tails to say hello to each other?

Just thinking about it makes me sigh.

The tip of the black cat's tail twitched in displeasure, raised its little white paw, tapped the mouse in the green vest next to it, and then pointed to the forest behind the forest cat, asking it to lead the way to the mouse nest.

The big cat stared blankly at his gestures, looked at the mouse, then turned to look at the empty forest behind him, repeated several times, and finally turned back, gave a flattering snarl, and went to nibble on the piece at its feet. Chicken now.

"I can't even understand your gestures like this, let alone talk about it!" Doctor Xiao stepped forward unbearably and pushed the black cat behind him: "Mute doesn't gesture like this!"

The black cat's face suddenly turned red, but because of its fur, others couldn't see it.

"You're not a cat, how do you know it can't understand." The black cat muttered, tilting his head, just in time to see the incomprehensible look from the little ragdoll cat. He suddenly became angry with embarrassment, stretched out his paws and scratched the belly of the fat man squatting next to him. He took out a piece of fried chicken from the chicken bucket and threw it to the kitten: "What are you looking at? Go eat the meat!"

"Meow!" The little ragdoll cat yelled happily, and happily ran towards the place with the piece of meat in its mouth.

"That's my fried chicken!" The fat man yelled angrily, stretched out his fat palm to protect his fried chicken bucket tightly, and at the same time poked his head and looked inside: "Well... there is one more... Two, three...only five yuan left!"

"You've eaten a lot." Black Cat glanced at him.

"That's a lot, not much!" The fat man said while shaking his head, stretched out his fingers to pick out a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and sighed with satisfaction.

Xiao Xiao ignored the noise next to him.

He opened his notebook and opened a blank page. Then he took out the quill, sucked it in his mouth, and without hesitating for long, he started writing.

"It can't even understand gestures, how do you expect it to understand words?" On the other side, Zhang Jixin had already cleaned up the pile of 'tributes' on the ground. He turned around and happened to see the doctor's actions. He couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be that Do you understand cat literature?”

"And there are cat stories?" Zheng Qing was immediately interested when he heard this. He remembered that when he read Harry Potter, it described a wizard talent called 'Parseltongue', which allowed wizards to communicate with snakes by making 'hiss, hiss, hiss' sounds. It's just that he always thought that the so-called snake language can only be passed down orally and cannot be written down on paper.

But now he is not reading a story, but is actually in a real wizarding university. If there is really some cat-talking and dog-talking in this world, it is not impossible.

"Cat language? Apart from meowing, do cats have other tones? Can such a simple tone have standardized language?" Lin Guo, who was sitting on the back of the black goat, was looking longingly at the kittens on the other side. Licking his fur, he turned around in surprise when he heard the words.

"Well, there are all kinds of strange things in the world. The so-called 'cat talk and dog talk' is not unusual. Even sparrows have seventeen or eight different sounds." Zhang Jixin was questioned by several people and felt very satisfied. He couldn't help but add confidently. : "I heard from my brother that there are some books describing animal language deep in the library. If you are interested, you can go look for it..."

"If you find it, you can tell me, maybe I can help apply for a school-level research fund." Dr. Xiao Da, who was busy writing on the paper with a quill, didn't look back and snorted: "Communication with animals has always been One of the biggest research topics in the wizarding world is that there is no standardized inheritance of animal language among druids... If the school really has those books, we will be prosperous if we find them."

These words were almost like pointing at Zhang Jixin's nose and saying that he was talking nonsense.

The red-faced wizard's face suddenly turned purple, and he murmured for a long time. What he muttered was nothing more than, 'I've heard that too,' my brother said, 'the library is so big, maybe there really is one.' .

The black cat tugged at its ears without adding fuel to the fire. He tiptoed around in front of Xiao Xiao and squatted side by side with the forest cat.

The forest cat shook his body uneasily, but under the black cat's eyes, he finally sat calmly in place and did not move.

And Black Cat finally saw the ‘cat article’ written by Dr. Xiao Da.

In the lower right corner of the blank paper, a little mouse in clothes was drawn, and in the upper left corner of the blank paper, a group of little mice in clothes were drawn - although the strokes were a bit rough, from Zheng Qing's point of view, that mouse The little mouse wearing clothes is painted very lifelike and full of air.

Then Xiao Xiao grabbed the quill and pointed at the captured little mouse at his feet - because he had to escort it on a long journey, just in case, Zheng Qing took out a low-quality suppression talisman and used it On the little mouse - now it was motionless, lying stiffly on the ground.

After pointing to the little mouse, Xiao Xiao pointed to the mouse in the lower right corner of the paper. Repeated several times, the forest cat's eyes finally seemed to understand.

"Understood?" Xiao Xiao nodded, pointing to the group of little clothed mice in the upper left corner, and then pointed to the empty woods behind the forest cat - before, the forest cat brought tributes from that direction. 'Back.

"Ouch!" The forest cat immediately stood up and ran backwards.

After running a few steps, he turned back and glanced at the black cat.

The black cat let out a long breath and turned to look at the hunters who were excusing him: "Now that the doctor has done it, then... see you later?"

Xiao Xiao closed the notebook, waved his hands, followed Zhang Jixin and walked out of the forest without looking back, taking the messy things with him.

From a distance, Zhang Jixin’s voice complained to Xiao Xiao: “You don’t know anything about cats, you just drew a picture!… But there are really books about animal language in the library, I’m not going to lie to you! Listen to my brother..."