403 dormitories.

In the dark.

Zheng Qing opened his eyes and looked at the folds piled up on the top of his head in a daze, his eyes were blank, and his gaze seemed to fall on a very distant place. After a while, the focus slowly became in the line of sight.

This time he woke up from a dream with an extra box in his mind.

It is similar to the boxes in the gray cloth bag, but the color is blue-gray, which looks a little simple and heavy.

There are two rune guns in the chest.

Zheng Qing knew that these two talisman guns might not allow him to release the true forbidden spell, but they could allow him to use a little bit of the 'forbidden spell power' in advance—provided that he could embody those two guns from his mind.

In the words of the gentleman, it is the imagination that is strong enough to sketch out the tiniest details of the two rune guns in the void.

Zheng Qing estimated that the difficulty of fully embodying the talisman gun was not much easier than passing the registered wizard assessment.

Perhaps, this is also a kind of balance and order.

He thought to himself, raising his hand and raising it in front of him.

The blue-gray box in his mind quietly opened a crack, the magic power in his palm surged, and the silver thread shuttled through the darkness, outlining the phantom of the Colt python out of thin air.

It's just that this phantom shadow looks a little fragile, trembling in Zheng Qing's hands, and it seems to be broken when he pinched it. And there is no trigger on this talisman gun.

Mr. said that he already had the trigger.

Zheng Qing only thought about it for a moment, and then thought of the Dharma book that was stuffed in the deepest part of the gray cloth bag - Mr. once said that the spell copied in that book was not a forbidden spell, 'just a guiding spell, a trigger to induce the forbidden curse'.

"Do you want me to stuff that book into the gun? How can I stuff it in......

The boy grunted, and with a slight force in his hand, the phantom of the Colt python shattered and turned into silver light.

As expected.

The young wizard sighed deeply, turned over, threw the box in his mind and the book in the gray cloth bag behind him, and fell back into a deep sleep in the blink of an eye.

The sky is big, and the sleep is the biggest.

......

......

The next day was the end of the twelfth week.

When you wake up in the morning, it's another day full of energy!

When he was doing morning class in Feiyuan, Zheng Qing was playing 'no boxing' while closing his eyes and pondering today's schedule. The little fox lay on the big bluestone under the tree, boredly playing with his tail.

The good news is that after last night's temporary class, Mr. Zheng Qing did not leave an after-school assignment - there is no more intimate arrangement for a young wizard who is nearing the end of the semester with a heavy workload.

The bad news is that he is still very busy today and has no time to play with the little fox.

In addition to writing homework for other subjects, Zheng Qing will go to Professor Montella's laboratory this afternoon to work, and in the evening he will also participate in the night patrol of the school working committee.

After three weeks of absence, Zheng Qing felt a little gray when he returned to Professor Montella's laboratory this time, as if every face that greeted him had a bit of ridicule and a bad smile.

But it turned out that it was just an illusion of young government-funded students.

Professor Montella had no feelings about a temporary assistant being absent for three weeks, assigning work and directing experiments, as always. Zheng Qing trembled for an afternoon, and finally found that his uneasiness was just lifting himself.

Perhaps, in the eyes of Mr., he is a seed of 'order', with infinite possibilities in the future. But in the eyes of most of the professors at the school, or to be precise as Professor Montella, Zheng Qing was just a young wizard who came to his laboratory with letters of introduction from other great wizards to gain experience and do a physical examination by the way.

At best, the young wizard had the title of public scholarship, won the Brass Merlin Medal, and squeezed a place in the annual ranking of Wands as a Grand Arcana.

But for a professor at First University, these false names are nothing more than a burden.

There is no elaborate magical experiment that attracts their attention more than that.

After realizing this, Zheng Qing's mood was much calmer when he participated in the night patrol of Linzhong Lake in the evening - sure enough, the old school worker who assigned the task didn't care about the several times that a young wizard was on vacation.

These two encounters made Zheng Qing feel a little bit of a gap.

The night before, he had accompanied Mr. across the boundaries between the old and new worlds and felt the power of the Great Wizard. The next night, he accompanied a group of young wizards who were not yet registered wizards, and listened to them talk about the 'big things' that happened in the school. I can't tell my big secrets to my friends yet.

Brocade clothes night walking, nothing more than that.

Because of this unspeakable boredom, Zheng Qing played more of the role of an audience during the discussion among his roommates, and focused most of his attention on the work of replacing the cool charms for the elves.

At the beginning of summer, the elf's paper house was much hotter than in winter, and the warm charms that were originally hung on the walls of the paper house also needed to be removed one by one and replaced with ventilation and cooling charms.

It's a test of patience.

While the young public-funded students were busy with the work at hand, they pricked up their ears to listen to Xin Fatzi talk about the importance of 're-election'. In this process, the fat cat Tuan Tuan kept his tail upright, walking around the public scholarship students, whether to rub the cool charm in Zheng Qing's hand with the tip of his tail, it was almost on his face to hang the three big words 'I want it too'.

Out of a sense of 'friendship of the same race', Zheng Qing turned out two inferior cool charms, folded them into paper stars, wore a red rope and hung them around the fat cat's neck, and finally sent it away.

As for the other fat man in the dormitory, the 're-election' that Xin Fatzi is talking about is the change of the head of the student union and the club association. To be precise, the current Lei Zhe and Augustus are in the field, and the new Lei Zhe and Augustus are in office.

Over the weekend, the biggest news from First University was the school's plan for destroying half of the street last weekend.

Xiao Xiao guessed almost all of the final treatment plan for Lei Zhe and Augustus to destroy half of the street - the Holy Will and the Blood Friends shared the cost of rebuilding the destroyed neighborhood equally, and about thirty students, including Lei Zhe and Augustus, were warned and punished by the school, but the most serious student was only placed on probation, which was because the student used an 'illegal spell' outside the scope of the Wizarding Alliance'.

In addition, Reich and Augustus also announced their resignations on the first weekend of early May.

Even with the anticipation, the incident shook the whole university.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the person who was about to take over the two titles, and almost everyone in the hallways, on campus, was discussing the matter, and the betting establishments offered very good odds on the potential candidates, which attracted a lot of conversation.

From one point of view, the school's handling is not unwise.

At the very least, the previous hot incidents, including the troubles of the fish-man tribe, Zheng Qing's attack on Seprano, and Nicholas's bloodshed, have all been overshadowed by the current major event.

Liking the new and hating the old is the eternal choice of the world of public opinion.