"Are you going to the library?"

Zheng Qing listened to this simple question, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything for a long time. Xiao Xiao, who was beside him, glanced at him suspiciously, straightened up, and replied politely, "Yes, professor." ”

"Okay, okay...... Review well and try to get a good score. One of you is a special student, and the other is a public-funded student...... Especially you, Zheng Qing, if your Spell Class grade points are not good enough this time, see how I clean you up!"

As he spoke, Professor Yao patted Zheng Qing's shoulder with a smile, his palm was as wide and warm as ever, but Zheng Qing's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The professor squinted and looked at the young wizard carefully.

Zheng Qing felt that the smile on his face was also a little stiff.

"It's just to scare you, review hard, and you'll definitely get good grades." Yao grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth—Zheng Qing might have thought it was the after-effects of smoking, but now he deeply suspected that those yellow stains were blood-soaked traces that could not be erased.

Zheng Qing stiffened his neck and nodded.

"Why, you're not feeling well?" the professor asked.

"Yesterday, I didn't sleep well. Zheng Qing lowered his eyes and replied in a hoarse voice. Even if he was sure that Lao Yao would not do anything to him, the experience of dealing with demons many times since entering the school still made the young wizard feel troubled. He will never forget the image of the Damingfang pig demon rushing towards him, which is the deepest memory of his first contact with the wizarding world.

Professor Yao smiled and patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder again.

Wrong to leave.

Zheng Qing quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly ran towards the Shushan Pavilion following Xiao Xiao's footsteps.

But before he could run a few steps, Professor Yao and his small but clear voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "It's been a long time since I don't eat people...... Don't be so afraid. ”

The wizard stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground.

A few witches passing by not far away pointed to the public scholarship students and laughed together.

Zheng Qing struggled to get up from the ground, looked back in horror, and happened to see Professor Yao turn a deciduous plane tree, turn his face sideways, wave the pipe in his hand at him, smile and exhale a thick smoke.

"Can you step on the air on flat ground?" The incredible shout of Xin Fatzi came not far away, as if he wanted the whole building to know: "Have you had a leg sawed short?!"

"I'm stumbling. Zheng Qing gritted his teeth, stood up, and ran towards the Shushan Pavilion without looking back with a calm face.

Beside him, Dr. Xiao Da lifted his glasses, glanced in the direction of Professor Yao's departure, and tapped to keep up with the figure of the young public-funded student.

Zheng Qing ran a few steps towards the library before he came back to his senses and raised his head.

"Didn't you go and take a seat, why are you here!" he glared at the fat man who was a few steps away.

The fat man slumped his shoulders and sighed.

"You need to have a place, too. He did not shy away from shouting in the crowd: "When I came, the line had already lined up in the small square in front of the Shushan Pavilion...... Before he could take two steps with the team, the people in front began to spread that there were no seats inside. ”

The students who had been following a few people and were rushing towards the library let out a sigh of disappointment. Some turned around and ran in the direction of the study room, while a few who didn't give up still went to the library.

Zheng Qing also stopped.

"Then we... Back to the dorm?" he asked, looking at the doctor.

Before Xiao Xiao could speak, Fat Xin sneaked over and whispered in his ear: "There are no seats in the library, but there are still a few empty test benches...... I'll take it for us. You can finish the practical part of Potions and Alchemy first. ”

Zheng Qing patted the fat man's shoulder approvingly.

Banner proudly walked in front to lead the way, walked two steps, suddenly remembered something, and turned around and whispered: "Also, I don't know why, that octopus is not in a good temper today, and he only sprays letters or phonetic transcription when he speaks, and does not spit out words." You remember not to provoke it. ”

Sure enough, when passing by the front desk of the Shushan Library, Zheng Qing caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye that the library administrator was waving eight tentacles, hanging a male witch with mud on his shoes and trouser legs in the air and knocking him screaming and having a big bag on his head.

Zheng Qing guessed that the mud on the boy's shoes had polluted the floor of the library, which is why this flying disaster occurred.

Many students stood at the entrance of the library, but all of them held their breath and slipped into the corner of the building, and none of them stepped forward to speak up for the poor ghost.

"It's not right to do that. When Xiao Xiao stood in front of the test bench and put silkworm skin gloves on his hands, he said to his two companions: "Even if no personal injury is caused...... It's also a kind of personality injury. Schools should be regulated. ”

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes. Who would compete with a great wizard who has not been completely successful in advancing and has been mentally fragile for a long time because of such a trivial matter.

is a fat man who has always liked to find news, and he did not support the doctor in this matter.

"It's hard to define the fine difference between 'corporal punishment' and 'punishment,'" he said, rolling up his sleeve and wiping his shiny silver knife.

"Old-school wizards are very fond of this kind of 'education'...... If you pay attention to the trend of civilization development, you will find that the earlier the civilization created its glory, the easier it is to be imprisoned by that glory and disdain the development of new and more suitable for the times. ”

"It's like we're all using spellbooks now, but many of Europa's old-school wizarding schools still teach kids to cast spells with wands, witches in whalebone skirts look down on witches in jeans—and stick education is the most stubborn part of all backwardness. ”

"Actually, you should be grateful to the First University today for not retaining the 'whipping' and 'transfiguration' punishments when it was founded. That's the real humiliation...... Tsk, imagine a witch being stripped naked and hung from a tree and whipped, or a male witch being turned into a green-haired turtle crawling around......"

Zheng Qing blinked, not knowing whether to express a certain degree of yearning for that 'bad' history, or a complete attack. As the fat man just said, this 'degree' is very subtle.

"It's terrible. The young scholar finally agreed, and at the same time looked at the fat man with a scrutinizing gaze, and then glanced at Dr. Xiao again: "If it weren't for the doctor's silence all the time, I would almost think that he said what he said just now...... I didn't expect you to have a profound time once in a while. ”

A blue glow flashed across Banner's face, and the muscles in his forearms swollen.

Holding a silver knife, he vigorously chopped the licorice on the test bench into thin and uniform slices, and there was a kind of gnashing of teeth in his tone: "I've always been very profound, okay?! Without two brushes, how dare you write a review for the school newspaper!"