"Three years after three years, the flowers have fallen for a thousand years, beauty, when will the hero return......"

Zhang Wuwei's singing voice resounded in Jerry Xiaoer's ears over and over again. In the end, there was a lot of noise.

"Smack, smack, smack—" Jerry woke up suddenly. Lao Bugu was banging on the table with a stick again.

"Woke up." Lao Bugu said with a smile.

Jerry paused, and he heard the sound of Lao Bugu walking towards the kitchen, followed by the sound of pots on the stove.

He lazily shifted his body and began to remember the events of the previous night.

"How did I get back?" He touched his dizzy head.

"They sent you to the break room, and I asked Cullin to get you back."

"What day of the week is today?"

"Friday."

"What?!" Jerry jerked up from the blanket, "I've slept for three days and three nights?" ”

"Yes, to be precise, I was in a coma for three days and three nights." Lao Bugu's voice came from the kitchen.

"Where did you go that night? I remember—" Jerry touched his head, feeling a headache, "I don't remember anything at all." He muttered repeatedly.

"Your life is so big, you were almost captured by the Eater of Souls." Fugu said.

"What Eater of Souls?" Jerry stood up and went to pour a glass of water, he was so thirsty.

"You're glad you weren't captured by the Eater of Souls," Fuya came out of the kitchen with a pot in his hand, "otherwise—"

"How else?"

"Let's sit down and have a sip of soup first!"

"No, my throat is so dry, let me drink some water first," he poured a few sips of water, "I remember that night in the synagogue, Quanti tried to get me away. ”

"No, it's the Soul Eater possessed." Lao Bugu emphasized.

"You bought a new chair?" Jerry sighed, looked at the two new chairs in the room, and froze.

"No, it was sent by Kulin."

"Isn't he busy? Running for us. Jerry sat down, and Lao Bugu helped him fill a bowl of soup.

"Just these days, we'll be busy with the candy festival in a few days."

"Nogu, I think it's very strange, I've been having some weird dreams these days, and what happened in the synagogue that night......"

"You want to ask about Kui Tianji?"

"No, I mean the tenth sense, and the gold magic, and my father's ......"

Bugu also sat down, he put the soup bowl in his hand on the table, and said, "Maybe I should talk to you carefully." ”

Jerry stared at him with wide eyes.

"It's time for you to know about your parents." Noya hesitated.

Jerry hesitated, "I've heard from those students that my father betrayed Professor Pock. ”

"Nonsense!" Lao Bugu snorted angrily, "Your father is an upright magician, how could he betray Old Boke?" ”

"When I hear them talk about my father, they always have a strange attitude, they don't seem to want to see him." Jerry wondered.

"It's different now, they misunderstood Cassie, and later found out the truth, and that incident has nothing to do with Cassie!"

"What are you referring to?" Jerry wondered.

He had a strange feeling that this matter was not that simple.

"It all started eighteen years ago," said Old Bugu, his face flushed, "then, when Brad was a student of Hoglais—"

"He hasn't stolen black magic yet, and he hasn't been expelled from the academy yet," he paused, slowing down, "Professor Polk thinks so highly of him that he almost thinks he'll be the heir to Hoglas, but then—"

Jerry put down the bowl in his hand and listened quietly to him.

"He has a crush on your mother, Sea, who loves your father, Cassie. In order to buy time with Sea, Brad once suggested to Professor Polk that Cassie be sent to the Elven Valley on a mission, at first no one expected that there would be any conspiracy, and later learned that everything was a trap set by Brad for Cassie, and it was Brad who killed him. ”

At this time, there was a sound of "tuk tuk" outside the door.

Bugu's words were interrupted, and Jerry was very disappointed.

"What's the sound?"

"It's them here!"

"Who'——?"

"Owl!"

Jerry followed Lao Bugu out, opened the door and saw a letter on the ground.

The figure of an owl had just swept past the alleyway and disappeared into the sky.

"It's for me!" Jerry picked up the letter from the ground.

"It's your letter," Old Bugu grinned, "Congratulations, you're about to become a Hoglais student!" ”

After Bugu finished speaking, he immediately added, "No, even if it is now, it will be reported to the teaching department." ”

"I'm not interested in magic at all." Jerry suddenly said, "I don't know why, I've felt this way since I woke up today." He wondered.

"Interest can be cultivated." Lao Bugu Road.

"Well, I've got a bit of a mess in my head." Jerry was silent and said no more.

"You open the letter and see if it contains any information about admission?"

"There really is, a Freshman Orientation Handbook, and a letter from Professor Bock to me."

"Old Polke's handwriting has always been so neat," Old Bugu glanced at the letter in Jerry's hand and walked into the kitchen with a smile.

Jerry was looking carefully at the letter that Professor Polk had written to him, which read:

"Dear Mr. Xiaoer,

On behalf of all the magic investors and teachers at Hoglas, I would like to welcome you. It is our honor to have you join us. Many of the preparations for entering the school are written in the "New Student Admission Handbook", so please be sure to prepare according to the information in the admission handbook. Report to the Hoglas Teaching Department next Monday - Professor Pock. ”

Jerry glanced at the admission brochure and saw that it read: 1. First-year students should bring their own magic wand, which cannot exceed 40 cm in length; 2. Allow a maximum of one pet with any size limit; 3. Please remember the names of the following teachers and the courses taught in advance (see the attached page of the manual);

4. Bring your own quill pens, notebooks, paper and other stationery.

5. Except for daily necessities, it is forbidden to bring any items that are not related to study.

6. Before stepping into the door of the teaching department, please consciously check whether the soles of your shoes are clean and tidy.

……

He hurriedly flipped through the manual and found that it had more than 30 pages, and turned to the supplementary pages.

"By the way, Jerry, don't forget, we're going to have a walk around the Dirks' store early tomorrow morning." At this time, Lao Bugu poked his head out of the kitchen and admonished.

"Oh, is it a stationery store? Or a wand shop? Jerry was stunned and asked casually, he didn't quickly turn around to see if Lao Bugu was still in the kitchen, because he was busy reading the manual and hadn't heard Bugu's voice for a while.

"Nogu, did you go up to the attic?" Jerry asked casually as he stared at the manual.

After a while, he couldn't hear any movement, and Lao Bugu probably went up to the attic to rest.

He saw the names and descriptions of the fifteen teachers printed on the appendices of the manual:

Professor Afdao: Male, 45 years old, teaches Transfiguration.

Professor Punpu: Male, 53 years old, teaches magical outdoor practice classes.

Professor Havedo: Male, 38 years old, teaches the pronunciation and practice of mantras.

Teacher Hu Hai: Male, 28 years old, teaching dance classes.

Teacher Nana: Female, 33 years old, teaching public classes, assistant to Professor Bock.

Professor Wood King: Male, 65 years old, teaches the history of magic, librarian.

Monali: 45 years old, head of event planning at the Magic Headquarters.

Professor Dridge: Male, 35 years old, teaches defensive magic.

Professor Arnold: Female, 32 years old, teaches magic attack.

Professor Barolo: Male, 52 years old, teacher of the Demon Yuan Research Method.

Professor Donald: Male, 30 years old, a researcher of magical human emotions.

Professor Eisenstein: male, 55 years old, teacher of laboratory classes.

Ah Cheng Wujiao: male, 28 years old, teaches "Oriental Swordsmanship".

Professor Ephrend: Male, 32 years old, director of "Magic Ball Ground Fight".

Old Professor Miley: Female, 75 years old, comprehensive magic course, tricks.

He looked at the appendix, thought for a while, thought hard, and sighed.

This day passed very peacefully, Zhang Wuwei had been in a drowsiness, that night in the synagogue, he was injured by the evil qi stirred by the Kui Tian exhaustion spell, at this moment, he needed to rest.

Jerry pinched his ears hard, but he couldn't wake Zhang Wuwei.

At noon, Lao Bugu was still sleeping in the attic, and he never came down.

Jerry went to the kitchen and made a little bit of food, filled his stomach, lay down on the blanket again, picked up the manual and read it all the way.

When he saw some of the things that followed, he was drowsy.

He thought that the day would pass like this, but at night, he no longer dreamed, and slept very peacefully.

Halfway through his sleep, he heard a soft creak of the door, and saw Bugu open the door and walk out.

Outside, the moonlight was like water, and through the crack in the door, he saw Lao Bugu's figure standing there, turning into a cat.

"It turns out that Bugu is transformed like this." Jerry muttered to himself.

Lao Bugu stood in place, spun around, turned into an old fat cat in the blink of an eye, he glanced around, and disappeared through the crack in the door.

"It's so late, where is he going?"

Curious, Jerry decided to go out to see what was going on, and when he came out, he saw the figure of an old fat cat just passing through the alley and heading to another street.

The wind was very cold in the early morning, Jerry hurried to follow, and heard someone talking around the corner, he stopped and listened:

"They're on the move, and we've got to get to that as soon as possible." Bugu whispered.

"Didn't you tell him the whole thing?" A strange man's voice rang out around the corner.

"I'm going to tell him slowly, he doesn't know anything about that right now." Fugu said.

"If Xiao Er is still alive, he will definitely not let his child live such a wretched life!" The strange man said aggrievedly.

"No, he just lacks experience." Bugu's voice explained, "In time, I mean, in time-"

"No, no, Mr. Errido Bugu, you must not have figured out the situation, and by taking him to the aptitude test, you are telling those people that he is a threat to them."

"I don't want to do that either, but I have to train him, and if he has the slightest bit of motivation from his father, I don't think I have to work so hard." Lao Bugu's voice gradually lowered, looking a little sad.

"Brad has been looking for him all these years, and you were right to hide him in the orphanage. If it's really for his safety, he should have stayed there all the time, not taken to a place like Magic Market Town. ”

"I know, I know—" Lao Bugu's voice choked up, "I am also responsible for this. ”

"But I know that the culprits of this are the Dooss," rebuked the strange man, "and if he hadn't written a letter to the orphanage, I think the child would still be living happily there." ”

"You're right, if it weren't for that letter, those people wouldn't have found him so quickly." Lao Bugu said.

"He's going to be famous soon, and as soon as the talent test is over, I know that the entire magical market town will have their eyes on him."

"Well, you're right, he has a tenth sense, a talent that no one has ever had, including his father Cassie—" Old Bugu said sadly, suddenly losing his voice.

"Do you think Kui Tian Ji will be wrong?" The voice asked suddenly.

"Probably not, I mean, at least the first few hundred times I didn't make a mistake." "When I learned the results of his test from Bock, I was also very surprised, for the Magic Continent, Jerry, is a miracle, but unfortunately-"

"Alas, it's a pity that he has a fear of gold magic in his heart, and he is destined to go through some harder tests than ordinary magicians on the road to learning magic."

"Yes, once he passes the test, his magic path will be unimpeded, and when the time comes, it will be not surprising that he will become famous in the entire magic market town, the entire magic continent, and even become an example for all magicians to learn from." The more he talked, the more excited he became.

"What are you going to do now?" The strange man asked.

"You mean—" Old Bugu hesitated.

"Help him dispel his fear of golden magic." The strange man continued, "As the study of magic goes deeper, this fear of his will be magnified. At that time, it will become a pain for him. ”

"Oh, I haven't thought of a way yet, maybe I can start with the elves." Not valley emphasized.

"Okay, okay...... Let's go have a cup of tea, and we should always relax before we say ......," the strange man sighed.

"Eredo, I heard you've learned to 'memorize peeps,'......" the strange man's voice began to fade away.

When the two of them said this, they gradually lost their voices.

When Jerry peeked out to get a good look at the man, they disappeared in the blink of an eye.