"See you later. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Andrew smiled and waved at Thomas, then patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder, and with a poof, disappeared without a trace.

This voice is really like a fart, Zheng Qing felt sorry for his rune paper, and thought maliciously.

The three-pronged sword finally said that it could not compensate Zheng Qing for the loss of the meditation talisman.

According to Andrew's explanation, Zheng Qing's use of that talisman was an act of self-defense, and it was not the three-pronged sword that requisitioned his talisman paper. So theoretically, the Bureau of Investigation would not be responsible for compensating for such losses.

However, before leaving, Andrew asked Thomas for Zheng Qing's identity materials, intending to apply for a certificate of honor for Zheng Qing.

"Either way, if you prevent this demon from harming further, this behavior will definitely be shown in the Bureau. Before leaving, the short and fat black-robed wizard patted Zheng Qing's shoulder vigorously and smiled very brightly: "Maybe you can fight for a Merlin Brass Medal, and no matter how bad it is, you will be issued a 'righteous and courageous advanced individual'." This is extremely beneficial for your year-end evaluation. ”

Zheng Qing knew nothing about these honorary titles.

He only felt sorry for the talisman he hung on the pig's nose.

"I was lucky enough not to get hurt and I saw such an exciting scene. Thomas watched Zheng Qing say goodbye to the tree sperm and sighed: "You can get a certificate of honor before you enter the school." ”

"You won't have trouble casting that spell. Zheng Qing remembered the previous words of the commissioners of the three-pronged sword, and was a little uneasy: "I basically didn't do anything, you are the hero who really stopped that monster." If the school punishes you for this, it's too unfair. ”

"Who said I would be punished. Thomas raised his eyebrows, with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "It's just that the use of high-risk magic needs to be reported, because this kind of magic usually has a certain impact on the space-time stability of the place where it is used, and it needs to be further observed and repaired by the relevant departments." ”

Zheng Qing stuffed the small handful of rat food left in his hand into the claws of the tree sperm.

He stood up and sighed deeply.

He felt a little elated.

It turns out that the wizarding world is not as free as I thought.

Maybe it's because Thomas has to fill out an accident report after using a spell.

Maybe it's the wizarding union, the various councils, the three-pronged sword, the sheriff's bureau, the council, these inexplicable institutions.

Zheng Qing felt that he had just jumped from one circle to another.

The circle may have gotten more fancy.

But it's actually still a circle.

In the fantasy, wizards are supposed to wear long robes and guard their laboratories all year round, allowing the house elves to clean and handle household chores. When he has nothing to do, he raises a three-headed dog to tease and play, on a whim, he slaughters a fire dragon and eats wine, when he sees that the road is uneven, he pulls out his wand and casts a spell, and occasionally has a small feud, drawing a circle and cursing him.

You can't do what you want, what kind of magic is it!

"The magical real world is no different from the outside. Zheng Qing said sullenly: "I originally thought that magic could be used casually, and when I saw someone I didn't like, I could open the law book and turn him into a pig." ”

"Of course not," frowning slightly, Thomas's green eyes glanced at Zheng Qing sternly, and said, "Maybe you should prepare a copy of the Encyclopedia of the Wizarding World, a version released by the Quality Education Office of the Education Committee of the Wizarding Alliance." It should be useful to you. Arbitrarily flipping the Dharma book to another wizard is a serious provocation and will be punished with a fine of 100 copper to 10 golden beans, and if the circumstances are heinous, he will be detained by the Public Security Bureau for 15 days!"

Zheng Qing sighed again.

Thomas didn't take Zheng Qing far.

After turning two corners, the two stopped in front of a large wooden table clock.

The table clock is about two meters high, with simple lines, no unnecessary ornamentation, and with jujube red lacquer, it looks more calm and heavy. The dial is white, with Roman numerals reinforced with a black copper sleeve. There is no hammer hanging under the dial like other mechanical clocks, only a polished bronze pendulum hangs from a very thin silk thread.

As soon as he stopped, the extremely bright bronze pendulum swung up, and at the same time, the clock sounded the melodious music of Westminster Abbey.

Zheng Qing was very familiar with this bell.

There was an old-fashioned walnut grandfather clock in Grandpa's study, and it was this music every time it chimeed on the hour.

According to my grandfather, this bell is the bell of Big Ben in England, and because of its elegance and solemnity, it is used by many table clocks.

"Isn't this our music?" Zheng Qing said in surprise.

This is the blessing music of the ascetics. It is popular on your side because the ascetics want to pray for more people. Thomas took out his mobile phone-like instrument and looked at it for a long time, and finally nodded: "It's time." ”

Zheng Qing looked at the clock time, it was seventeen o'clock in the afternoon.

After thinking about it, he took out his pocket watch, and the right time was exactly right.

"Nice habits. Thomas nodded: "For wizards, nothing is more important than time. ”

Zheng Qing silently put away his pocket watch.

Mr. said this to himself.

Thomas opened the glass door of the large grandfather clock, pushed Zheng Qing, and said, "Go in." ”

"What is this?" Zheng Qing brushed aside the filament hanging from the copper-faced pendulum and looked inside.

It was quiet inside the clock, and the pendulum didn't swing.

"Wizards usually call it a 'grandfather clock.' Thomas followed Zheng Qing and squeezed into the clock, pulled the glass door behind him, and said in a muffled voice: "You can understand it as a fast transportation, or a 'escape' solidified by alchemy." ”

"That is, can you go back to my house from here?" Zheng Qing understood a little.

Thomas didn't speak, he was squinting at the silver-white dial.

"This is Seventeen O'Clock Station. He muttered to himself, took out a brass key from behind the dial, inserted it into the bottom of the dial, and turned it twice.

Zheng Qing heard the clock creak, and then the ticking of the clock followed.

"Touch, is there a doorknob on the wall behind you!" Thomas's voice shuddered a little at the ticking of the clock.

Zheng Qing fumbled in the darkness and held a round doorknob.

"Found it!" his voice was very loud in the narrow pedestal.

"Twist it, push the door and get out. Thomas hurriedly shouted from behind, "We only have one minute, if we don't hurry up and go out of Westminster Abbey, the music will deafen us." ”

Pushing open the door, there is a dark corridor in front of me, and a little light is faintly visible in the distance.

The air in the corridor seemed a little damp and muddy, but the smell Zheng Qing felt very familiar.

Behind him came the sound of Thomas closing the door.

Zheng Qing vaguely heard the bell of Westminster Abbey ring again.

"What do you mean by seventeen o'clock station? Zheng Qing didn't like this dark environment, and he tried to look at the light in front of him to make his voice appear less nervous.

"The grandfather clock is a fixed station set up by the Wizarding League around the world, with twelve hours on the dial, seven hundred and twenty minutes, one station per minute, a total of seven hundred and twenty large clocks. We just passed through the station at seventeen o'clock sharp. ”

"Sounds complicated. Zheng Qing muttered.

After following the light source for a distance in the dark, and turning a corner, Zheng Qing saw a familiar staircase.

"Were we in the basement just now!" he exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't even know there was a place like this in my basement!"

"You don't have one in your basement. Thomas followed him to the top of the stairs. He patted the dust above his head, dusted off the cobwebs on his robe, and complained: "Originally, I wanted to go directly back to your bedroom, but it should be that all the doors of your house can't be opened, so I can only choose the basement." ”

Zheng Qing blinked and remembered.

I used to have nothing to do, and I pasted a lot of talismans on the doors and windows of my house, and on the corners of the walls.

Perhaps it was these talismans that interfered with the positioning of the large grandfather clock.

"I'll take a look north next, I may not have time to contact you recently. Thomas repeatedly advised: "Remember the flight to Chang'an Airport on August 31, remember, there is only this one flight, if you miss it, you don't have to go." Don't expect the school to violate the Thirty-Seven Basic Wizarding Management Measures for a new student, and don't expect the school to open the Guardian Formation twice in a year. ”

"You haven't bought me that standard timer yet. Seeing that Thomas's figure was about to disappear, Zheng Qing suddenly remembered the book list and couldn't help but call.

"You'll have a pocket watch around your neck...... Thomas's voice grew more and more ethereal as the figure faded, until it disappeared.

Zheng Qing sighed and pulled out the pocket watch hanging around his neck.

Afternoon time, 17:01:38.