According to Zheng Qing's idea, if the hunting team is only training all winter and does not participate in any hunting competitions, there is no need to buy a set of dragon skin hunting suits for everyone - he has never known much about dressing, from childhood to adulthood, almost a set of school uniforms have been worn year after year, so naturally he knows little about this kind of 'image project'.

However, now that I have entered university, my previous experience in elementary and middle school has gradually become useless.

Moreover, he obviously did not know enough about the relevant arrangements of the hunting competition.

"Yes, yes, and after a while, there will be hunting. After hearing his captain's words, Xin Fatzi hurriedly turned his head, stepped forward, and interjected with excitement on his face: "At the end of December every year, around the winter solstice and before Christmas, the school still has the tradition of 'winter hunting'. ”

"Winter hunting is mainly on the outskirts of the Silent Forest and on the banks of the Silent River, which flows around the school, in order to clear out some of the monsters that have slipped out of the depths of the forest to hunt wild food. For example, the beast, the feifei, the sheng, the roe owl, the mandrill, the red tongue, the water tiger, the boat ghost, the beaver, the bipedal earthworm lizard (Amfisbina), ......"

"If you're lucky, you'll be able to catch two frozen stunner birds, or dig a nest of fluff out of a tree hole. Zhang Jixin smacked his lips and said in a tone full of memories: "My brother participated in the winter hunt last year, and then brought back a nest of plush wool to my cousin, which made that girl very happy." ”

"If you're unlucky, you might run into Thestrals. Xiao Xiao's voice sounded coldly beside him, looking a little mad: "As far as I know, there are many animals in the Silent Forest that are more unlucky than black crows...... You would never want to go to this kind of event. ”

Zheng Qing originally listened to the introduction of the fat man and the elder, and he was quite moved. But then he was poured cold water by the doctor, and he suddenly sobered up a lot - he immediately realized that he was now in a wizarding university, and words such as bad luck and curse that he could not care about before were real in this world.

Seeing that his captain had a tendency to dispel his thoughts, Xin Fatzi frowned, and immediately made a move to retreat.

"Of course, not all hunting teams will be able to qualify for the 'Winter Hunt'. The fat man pinched his fat chin, paused, and added: "In principle, the school only accepts registered official hunting teams to participate...... However, if an unofficial hunting team is 'exceptionally good', there is a chance that they will get an invitation. That's why I said that you have the opportunity to participate in this hunt. ”

"The first place in the freshman competition is definitely an excellent condition. Zhang Jixin helped the attack very safely.

"Well, I hope so. Apparently lacking the vigor and vigor of a real young man, the young student shrugged his shoulders and looked at his two unusually positive companions in the front row: "As long as you don't go to the woods to catch mice." So, the question of the qualifications for this 'winter hunting'...... In other words, the question of whether we participate or not will be followed up by the two of you. ”

"If you really want to go on that winter hunt, you have to come up with a really strong reason and convince everyone at the hunting team meeting - it's not enough to convince me......"

Before the words fell, the stick figure figure behind the door suddenly screamed: "Class!

"Stinky boys, sit down quickly!"

"Shut your beaks!

"Sit down and ......"

The fat man turned his head and glanced at the stick figure villain in surprise: "Why did that guy start yelling again...... Hasn't it been quiet for a long time?"

No one answered his doubts.

In fact, all the young wizards sitting in East 601 classroom obviously had such doubts. Since the professors were busy with other things and substitute teachers were in charge, there has been a noticeable decline in teaching discipline - correspondingly, the 'usefulness' of stick figure figures, which were originally responsible for reminding students before class, has become less prominent.

In layman's terms, the stick figure figures posted behind the classroom door have been 'semi-unemployed' for almost half a month.

But soon, everyone's doubts were solved.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the classroom door was pushed open from the outside.

A tall figure that had not been seen for a long time burst in from outside the house, carrying a cold winter wind that froze the hearts of the young wizards in the classroom.

"Damn!" the fat man blinked, didn't react for a while, and moaned in a low voice, "What's the ......?"

"What's the situation?" The tall figure on the podium seemed to hear the fat man's muttering, raised his head, looked around with a smile, and finally fell on the fat man: "This is the case...... I heard that you have been very chic recently, and Mr. Zhang, who is a substitute teacher, said that the atmosphere in the class is very active, and the completion rate of homework outside of class is also very touching. ”

"Given that we are still a school, learning is the most important job of the school. After careful discussions between the Vice Chancellor and the Deans, including me, and in light of the easing of the current situation, starting this week, your former professors will be returning to the classroom. ”

"If nothing else, I'll continue to teach you Charms from now until the end of the semester. ”

"Oh, and the philosophy of magic. ”

Professor Yao leaned forward slightly with his hands on the edge of the lectern, and in his breast pocket was a large red pipe with wisps of green smoke – a completely familiar and unfamiliar picture.

The students didn't seem to have woken up from the sudden bad news, and they looked at the professor blankly, no one spoke, and no one said 'welcome after a long absence'.

This made Lao Yao feel a little unhappy.

"Why, aren't you welcome?" Old Yao straightened up, grabbed his pipe, stuffed it into his mouth, and let out a large puff of thick smoke.

As soon as the words were spoken, the applause was thunderous.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"

"Professor, we miss you!!"

"Compared with you, the substitute teacher is so bad that I don't understand several knowledge points at all!"

"Professor, you're not here, I don't think magic will be used!"

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched, listening to the strange welcome speeches in the classroom, he felt indescribable - in all fairness, how many of these welcome speeches were sincere and how many were frightened, it is difficult to quantify.

For example, Xin Fatzi, who sat there and belittled the substitute teacher, the only purpose was to give him a reasonable explanation for his first two sloppy assignments.

Obviously, Lao Yao also knows the fancy intestines of these little guys in the hall.

He crossed his arms, leaned against the blackboard, smiled and watched everyone vent their panic/joy, and after a few minutes, he lifted his arms and pressed them down.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's be quiet. ”