There are a total of twenty-seven hunting teams officially registered at First University.

But now there are only twenty hunting teams standing on the hunting ground to receive the blessing of the hunting committee.

"There are seven hunting teams that have been temporarily disqualified from 'shortlisting' because of their poor performance last year and lack of points for the hunting teams. Regarding Zheng Qing's doubts, Dr. Xiao Da didn't open his mouth, but Zhang Jixin explained it out loud.

"'Shortlisted' qualifications?"

"It's a direct qualification to participate in the main event of the hunt. The chief hunter of the Knights of Sin added playfully: "This is the event that really determines the ownership of the 'House Cup' at the school hunt...... For example, the twenty hunting teams off the field can directly enter the hunting ground to compete for the 'Academy Cup', while the other hunting teams, including the seven hunting teams with insufficient points and other 'prospective hunting teams' who are ready to challenge for the qualification of the 'official hunting team', need to compete for admission places through round-robin matches. ”

"There are 91 'reserve hunting teams' participating in the round-robin competition this year, which is the largest in recent years. Xin Fatzi also shook off the information he obtained from the school newspaper data room: "But the hunting team that can really compete for the 'Academy Cup', according to the probability estimate of the school newspaper in previous years, there should only be eight to ten hunting teams...... The promotion rate is less than 10%. ”

In other words, the following twenty hunting teams belong to the teams that directly enter the finals. Zheng Qing concluded.

"It's understandable. ”

"What about 'forgiveness'?" Zheng Qing suddenly remembered his hunting team, and couldn't help but ask, "Do we need to participate in that round-robin tournament?"

"Think too much, lad. Fat Xin patted the shoulder of the public scholarship student with a fat slap, and his tone was a little gloomy: "The status of our newly formed hunting team is a little lower than that of the 'reserve hunting team', and we are freshmen, so we can only participate in the freshman hunting competition...... After the hunting team is formed, there is a one-year inspection period, and after the inspection period expires, if the hunting team still exists, and the hunting points meet the requirements, then we will be eligible to participate in the round-robin competition at this time next year. ”

"But according to the statistics of "The Glorious Hunting Team", most of the newly formed hunting teams have survived for less than a month. Zhang Jixin added: "Of course, I don't mean forgiveness...... Our hunting team has survived this year, and there is still a chance to participate in next year's round-robin competition. ”

"Hold on. Zheng Qing chewed on this subtle word, feeling a little tired: "I originally thought that next year our hunting team would be able to advance to the official hunting team." ”

"Ha!" Zhang Jixin let out a strange laugh, not knowing whether he wanted to mock his own head of the regiment for his ignorance, or he was feeling sorry for himself.

"Official Hunting Team!" the red-faced wizard added in a mocking tone, "If we qualify for the round-robin next year, take first place in the round-robin, and then win the 'House Cup', then by this time next year, our hunting team should be officially registered with the Wizarding League." ”

Zheng Qing's gaze slid over the twenty hunting teams under the field, pausing for a moment on the several tall wizards led by him.

Then he immediately shook his head again and again.

"Impossible, impossible. The young public-funded students are very self-aware: "The big guys like Lei Zhe and Augustus are below, and there are so many senior students...... Unless we start the game with a forbidden spell and sweep away all the prey, we won't stand a chance. ”

"The forbidden spell is not so. The corners of Zhang Jixin's mouth twitched, obviously taken aback by the unscrupulous idea of the publicly-funded students: "The 'Academy Cup' is a young hunter event in many leagues of the Wizarding League, and most of the contestants are only worthy of the level of 'registered wizards', and there are even many non-registered wizards...... They are not yet eligible for the forbidden spell. ”

"Listening to your conversation, I thought our hunting party could throw a forbidden spell at any moment. Xin Fatzi was busy complaining beside him: "You young people, your ideas are very dangerous......"

"It's official. Zheng Qing sighed.

"A registered hunting team is just as heavy an honor as a registered wizard. Xiao Xiao, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke: "In addition to the many rights that can be possessed in the Wizarding Alliance, every official hunting team also has a chance to enter and exit the new world once a year, which is a very precious opportunity for most wizards, and many wizards who are stuck on the edge of advancement can obtain sufficient resources through these opportunities......"

A shrill voice suddenly came from the trumpet, interrupting the doctor's words.

The sound was so unpleasant that the trumpeters who played it couldn't help curling up their leaves and opening their petals to the fullest, as if trying to spit out the dross from the vines as quickly as possible.

Xiao Xiao immediately closed his mouth, raised the binoculars in his hand, and looked at the rostrum.

The others around them followed suit and raised their binoculars.

Zheng Qing hesitated for a second, did not look at the rostrum, but continued to lower his head, following the previously adjusted focus of the telescope, looking at the hunting team in the hunting ground that received blessings in order.

Maybe it's because the hunting team is a little far away from the trumpet flowers, maybe it's because the purple trumpet flowers in the hunting ground are not the same system as the cyan trumpet flowers behind the grandstand chairs, or maybe it's just because the hunters of the officially registered hunting team are strong enough.

In the telescope, the hunters of the twenty hunting teams all stood quietly in place, without looking up and around, and did not react abnormally.

Even the Honorary Vice Chancellor, who blessed the hunters, still slowly stroked the heads of each of the hunters who stepped forward to bless them.

Noise comes and goes fast.

In the blink of an eye, soothing music came out of the trumpet again, as if everything just now was an illusion.

At the same time, the loudspeaker of the hunting tournament commentator also came out of the horn flower: "...... The pre-race blessing ceremony for the hunting team is coming to an end...... It is about to begin the pre-competition oath stage of the hunting team......"

This voice is not unfamiliar to the students of Astronomy 08-1 class.

But many have expressed some degree of surprise at the voice appearing now.

"Downton?" Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows: "If you are not mistaken...... I remember you saying he was the narrator's assistant?"

"To be precise, it's the narrator's deputy......" Xin Fatzi scratched his chin, and his eyes showed a little confusion: "And as far as I know, there are very few times in the history of the school when freshmen are directly served as the official commentators of the school hunting meeting......"

"The deputy means that when the narrator encounters 'force majeure' trouble, they will take over the follow-up commentary task. Speaking of this, Zhang Jixin's face suddenly showed a little regret: "It would be nice if today was a freshman hunting competition...... In this way, we can certainly avoid a strong competitor. ”

It's no secret that Downton has assembled a hunting team to compete in this year's Freshman Hunt, and several members of the Knights of Guilt have been invited by the class leader.

The young scholar pursed his lips and was noncommittal about the negative attitude of his master hunter.

Rather than expect coincidence and luck, he prefers to be able to defeat his opponents in the open – even if his hunting team has not yet had a formal training session so far.

"It should have just been a mistake with the student union propaganda department, so there was a noise coming from the horn flower. Xiao Xiao still held the binoculars, staring at the rostrum motionlessly, and muttered, "Maybe you should look at Lao Yao's face now...... Tsk, I finally know what kind of color iron cyan is. ”

The young wizards around raised their binoculars and looked at the rostrum.

This time, even Zheng Qing was no exception.