Is...... Too bad. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fitnair looked at the picture, and the thin figure froze in the picture—it seemed to be frozen in place, but in fact the brain was racing fast—and he was thinking about how to solve the matter.

Even if Lightetta is not a professor, but just an ordinary person, it will be a bad experience to lose his valuable things in the hands of the person he trusts.

This is especially true if you are not sure if you will be able to enroll.

"Do you know what kind of plant it is?" asked Fitney.

A month of studying with Darwin was fulfilling, but the knowledge gained was still far from enough.

"I don't know...... I just know how to grow a good plant. He said regretfully.

"So...... Do you know what substitutes it has?" Fitney took a deep breath - since he didn't know what it was, he had to find some substitutes for the time being.

He shook his head and blinked, "Yes." ”

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Letta's figure appeared in front of the school building, still wearing a white shirt and only a somewhat thin trench coat, walking all the way back to the school building in the wind and snow, but she did not have a single snow on her.

Finally, she exhaled and pushed the door open, the old smell of the school building coming into her nose, which she didn't feel, and the crisp sound of her high heels stepping on the hallway.

"Why don't you go back and rest so late, little master? Letta walked straight up the stairs, sensing something, and said without raising her eyes, her tone as cold and casual as ever.

Eddard's figure appeared behind the guardrail of the one floor above the Lighttower, the black wrought iron railing lining his figure a little more mysterious—though his pale face was worse than usual—though he could still joke: "Of course I'm here to meet you." ”

"Oh, get some rest. Eddard didn't say anything more, and she made her way to the third floor without hindrance.

Letta stood on the stairs, did not wait for anything, but withdrew his hand from the pocket of his trench coat, beckoned, and a path of light was formed—leading to the wall.

Seeing the door open, Letta didn't say a word and stepped into the flower room.

The moment he stepped through the door, Letta felt the bright light as always, and when the light cleared, the familiar scent of flowers and plants poured into her nose - more intense than ever, so intense that it loosened Letta's somewhat stiff expression.

A tall red-haired woman stood at the entrance of the flower room, and in front of her was a soft lawn, surrounded by gentle light.

Seems to be somewhat ...... Liteta was in a trance, trying to make sure where she was.

"Little Wright. Suddenly, Letta was stunned, stopped what she was doing, and a familiar figure appeared before her, and the figure held out its hand to her—those rough hands with thick calluses.

"Wright. Another voice sounded, gentle and elegant, and Letta turned her head to see the figure in the white gown, "My dear...... I miss you so much. ”

"Wright," said a female voice this time, and the woman had a gentle and amiable smile as she remembered, "I'm here." ”

Everything, like a dreamy light and shadow, made her feel like she was immersed in warm water.

It's getting brighter and brighter, and you can't help but squint your eyes.

"Hush. Instant shattering-Leita's eyes narrowed at the end, and suddenly turned into a defiant look, and the phantom in front of him was instantly shattered and dissipated.

Quietly looking at the flower house that has been "restored" to its original state - it looks no different from when it left, no, there is still a difference. Letta's eyes squinted, his eyes softened, with a hint of surprise in them.

The growth of the plants in these flower houses is much better than before.

Is Fitney such a planting wizard?

Letta walked forward quietly, stopping halfway through and taking a deep breath.

"Are you all used to not coming back to your room so late?" Liteta whispered, "I know you're here, Fitney. ”

Fitney's figure slowly appeared.

"Both?" said Fitney softly.

"Oh, I saw Ed just now, and you two seem to be on good terms. Leteta said, walking forward, "Very well done." ”

Fitney was silent for a moment when he heard this, and walked forward with her: "It's just a little interested." ”

There is a suspicion of modesty in such words, but this is actually a very fanatical abandonment of this, so she is actually boasting.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

Fitney suppressed his heartbeat, looked at Leita's slender figure, and glanced at the abandoned figure out of the corner of his eye—the abandoned expression was still a little dazed.

A summoner with the attribute of a king's son can't control Letta's heart—can't say that the ability to abandon is not enough, only ......

Behind this woman is a past that Fitney could not imagine, a determination that cannot be underestimated - and a strong strength.

Such a magician, just a mediocre professor who does not deserve to have a White Tower?

Fitney didn't have time to sigh, his heart beat faster—they had already walked to the fountain.

The fountain carved in white stone depicts a spiral pattern intertwined with vine patterns and the shape of thin petals - a very delicate combination.

The fountain is divided into three tiers, and the water curtain is crystal clear and laid down from top to bottom.

The glass cover on the top protects a flower that looks like a leaf, and it is protected separately in the glass cover.

"It's ......" Letta stared at it for a long time, and for a while, Phytenay felt time stand still, and only his own heartbeat was in his ears, and then he heard the Potions professor's voice, "It looks ordinary, doesn't it?"

Indeed, Fitney was silent for a moment and said, "Every plant has its meaning. ”

"You weren't speaking directly today, I thought you'd say it's pretty ordinary. Leteta said.

Fitnair chuckled inwardly, unable to say anything.

"Go back and rest, I'll talk about it tomorrow. Letta, as usual, didn't care about Fitney's mood, and said directly.

Fitney couldn't do anything.

Should she think that "honesty" is the standard that this professor admires?

Fitnair could only turn her head and leave, beckoning to Abandon as she went—she couldn't let Abandon stay in the flower room to continue what she liked.

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"This sister is very powerful. When she and Fitney returned to the hallway, they couldn't help but say, "I can't 'replace' her idea at all......

Fertenay didn't speak, she went down the stairs.

"Aren't we going back?" Qu blinked a little strangely.

Without looking into the boy's eyes, Fitney certainly knew that the library was closed by this time.

"At the very least, get the things back first. Fitney said.