Punpu paused, a little surprised by Jerry's answer.

His lips moved, ready to continue the reprimand, but instead he went to get the review book on the table.

Prune said, "Using magic to write a review is just the act of a coward to me!" ”

Punpu threw a thick review book on the ground, and the words on the review turned into some smoke, which rose and disappeared into thin air.

With a wave of his wand, Prunp burned the review on the ground, automatically turning to ashes.

With another wave, a pile of ashes on the ground turned into clean air.

"This time it's 100,000 words." Punpu said in a stern tone, and he walked to the door and opened it.

"W-what?" Jerry was stunned.

The door creaked open, and a chatter rang out in the hallway outside. The students who were hiding in the door and eavesdropping saw Punpu come out and quickly shut their mouths.

"Students who didn't leave after a minute, 100,000 words of review!" Professor Punpu shouted, "Hurry up, don't go to the show again!" ”

As soon as Bomb finished speaking, everyone was so frightened that they scattered, and Snap glanced into the corridor and saw that there was no one, and the students who were eavesdropping just now had disappeared.

"You're okay, are you?" Plp turned back to Jerry, and he put on a straight face again and closed the office door.

"If I have any opinions, I'll have to roll up and go home." Jerry shrugged his shoulders and whispered.

"Even though Professor Polk is here, that's what I decide. You don't have a problem with this punishment, right? Punpu emphasized.

"When will it be turned in?" Jerry said he wanted to end the conversation in the office as soon as possible, because Punpu's office was gloomy and dreary.

"Bring it to my office tomorrow night." Pamps paused, and he emphasized, "If you use your cleverness to complete your review book again, after the Earth Department deducts points again, it shouldn't be a problem to get the worst place in the Department of Magic this semester." ”

Pamps paused, "Take back your luck, Jerry Jr., your father was an excellent student in the whole school. ”

Jerry shuddered. Punpu's tone slowly turned into a reprimand to him, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

As they spoke, they heard a knock on the door outside.

"Punpu, you called Jerry Littler to you?" Professor Pock's voice came from outside the office door.

Pop glanced at Jerry, as if he hadn't expected Professor Polk to come so suddenly, so quickly. It was as if old Polk had installed eyes on Jerry, and as soon as he was called to the office, Professor Polk followed.

The door opened, and Professor Polk entered, and he smiled at Pamp, and then naturally paced to a bookcase, and he glanced at the books on the cabinet, and said with a smile: "These books are a little out of the mood here, Punp, it's time for your office to set up." ”

"These books are a few years old, and for many years, I haven't been willing to move them. Maybe they can be used later, so I'll keep them all for now. Professor Punpu said calmly, his tone full of memories.

"Why did you call Xiaoer?" Professor Pock's smiling gaze moved between Prunp and Jerry, and he said meaningfully. His words were heard in Zhang Wuwei's ears, and the meaning became: Why do you always find trouble with Xiaoer?

"The School History of Hoglais?" Professor Polk smiled, his gaze resting on a vellum, "I think it was given to you by Mr. Wes Daer, and you kept it very well." Punpu, I must commend you for that. ”

"It's all old books." After Lamp finished speaking, he said to Jerry, "You go back first, Professor Pock and I have to talk about the freshmen's repeated violations of the school rules." ”

Jerry knew that Punp was talking about himself, and he greeted Professor Pock, who nodded at him, and Jerry left the office. He breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave.

And suddenly—remembered to ask Professor Pock something, had you seen him on the streets of No. 8 Celebrity Street that night?

As he turned back to Punpu's office, Jerry was about to knock on the door when he heard their conversation coming from the office.

"Pimp, is there any news of him?" Professor Pock asked.

"Nope. Mr. Bette Eliza and I have been in correspondence for several days without any news. Prune replied.

"Hoglas has been lacking a good painter, so I've been discussing it with a few other professors these days, maybe I should have done it sooner."

"You're going to bring him back to teach?" Punpu was surprised.

"It's not entirely decided yet, but Bette is a rare artist. His paintings are quite in the style of Lin Fan, the 'market town painter', and if he can be invited to Hoglais, I believe it will be of great help to cultivate the artistic temperament of the students. ”

Professor Polk gave high praise to Bette Eliza, much to the surprise of Jerry, who was hiding in the doorway and eavesdropping, Bate looked unreliable, and Jerry couldn't believe that he really enjoyed such a high praise for his drawing ability.

Even if Professor Polk didn't hold Bate high, Jerry couldn't convince himself to believe it, and Jerry felt a palpitation at the thought of falling from the sky on Bate's mop that day, and vowed never to see him again.

"Hoglais doesn't welcome eavesdropping bastards." It was as if Pamp's voice was close to his ears and startled Jerry.

When Jerry realized that it was Zhang Wuwei learning to speak, he wiped his nose five times and snorted with disdain in his heart. Keep your ear to the door and continue eavesdropping:

"Hmm. But after Mr. Bate sent the last letter to the owl last week, he lost correspondence with me. Could it be something that happened? ”

"In the past few days, I will find more people to patrol the safety of the school, especially the garden in the west, Pimp, I am very relieved to leave this matter to you. I'm going to pay Burego and Bridden a little more. These days make them a little harder. The safety of students is paramount. ”

"Okay, I remember. So, what about Mr. Bate? Shall I send someone to inquire, I hope that news will come in a few days. Prune asked.

"I'll be in charge of these two things together, and I'm leaving the school in a few days, and Mr. Hofger has sent me an invitation to come to an appointment this Sunday evening."

"It's about the Holy Grail Magic Tournament, right?"

"That's right, about the time and place of the contest and the guests to be invited. And this year, Hoglais will also select the best magical students to participate in the competition. Professor Bock smiled.

He paused and asked Punpu, "Do you have a suitable referral spot?" This time, there will be princes and princesses to watch the magic competition, and Hoglas must perform well. Professor Polk kept smiling.

"Third-year Kilo Dale received the [Golden Magic Honor Club Fourth Degree Strength Medal] last month, he should be fine, right? With some time and practice, it shouldn't be difficult to get the Level 5 Strength Medal. ”

"Jerry Jr., what do you think?"

Professor Polk mentions Jerry, much to Punpu's surprise, and not only Punp, but Jerry is shocked when he hears his name from Pork's mouth.

"He's just a freshman. Although he was given a high rating, but—" Punpu's expression sank, "a gifted person is no different from a discarded thing to him if he is not interested in supporting it. ”

"You're referring to his fear of gold magic, which is a real headache." Professor Polk pondered.

After a moment, Pock continued: "Of course, if he can overcome this fear against all odds, the potential that can be developed in him will be amazing, don't you think?"

Prune didn't answer, just kept a sneer.

Jerry remained motionless, listened carefully, and when he heard this, his heart jumped, his hands panicked, he stumbled under his feet, and accidentally knocked a pot of wood carvings at the door to the ground, and he made a noise, which alarmed Polk and Punp.

The office door creaked open, and Jerry ran away in fright, and when his figure disappeared around the corner of the hallway, Pamp poked his head out, saw the corner of his clothes, and frowned.

"What's wrong? Punpu. Professor Pock's voice came from inside, and he asked as he walked in.

"It's nothing, it was a wild cat that knocked down the wooden carving." Prune took a breath, "It's all right, Professor Pock, I'll go get rid of those feral cats in a while, and I'll be disturbed by knocking over something in three days." ”

"Don't be too tired Pimp, come to my office for a meeting, my old friend brought me two bottles of red wine a few days ago, the wine hasn't been opened yet, do you want to come and taste it." Although it doesn't seem good for the students to see......"

"My pleasure, Professor Pock, you go back first, and I'll get some papers in order."

"By the way, I'll call Professor Miley later, she, like that old friend of mine, treats these red wines as treasures, and sees them more than her snack monsters, oh, I forgot, I shouldn't mention her snack monsters, after all, something happened to her that made her sad......"

"Okay, you go first, I'll be there later......"

Pamp watched Polk leave, and immediately walked back to his office, he closed the door and locked it, he took his Didi bird from his pocket, placed it on the table, drew his wand and pointed it in the eye, and whispered a spell in his mouth.

I saw that the Didi bird vibrated its wings twice, and immediately came to life, and it flew to a position one head above Punpu, and called twice: "Live, live!"

"Did you find out? Didi Bird? Prune asked.

"On the train, brown sugar. Brad, ah! Didi Bird screamed in horror.

"On the train? You're saying Brad put black magic brown sugar on Jerry Little's body on the train? ”

"Men in black, brown sugar, black hats, scary, scary! Villain! Villain! The Didi bird flapped its wings and flew to the ceiling, and was so excited that it fainted in horror, and when it landed on the ground, it took the form of a woodbird parrot.

Rush frowned, picked it up, and put it in the drawer, he thought: Xiao Er didn't lie, he really didn't know the origin of brown sugar? Brad, in the magic market town?

Punpu's face sank instantly, and his seriousness at the beginning gradually turned into worry.

At that moment, he heard two footsteps outside his office.

"Professor Punpu—" was Lee's voice.

Prune opened the door and saw a middle-aged man with a mustache, big bags under his eyes, a faint tremor in his left leg, and a cane standing next to Lali.

"Empass?" Pamp was surprised that the presence of Empass seemed to him like a thorn in his skin growing again, a feeling of pain and disgust.

"Don't come here unharmed, Puben, aren't you going to invite me in and sit down?" Empass pointed inside with his cane.

"It's just a good time for you to come, I just wanted to go out for a drink or two." Prune opened the door and let Empass in.