Many of the boys who have grown up in modern society have had 'heroic fantasies' of wandering around with long and short guns, and occasionally acting chivalrous.

For example, the railway guerrillas riding red horses climbed the speeding train with their bare hands; another example is the military engineering team behind the enemy line holding the Wangba box, quietly touching the watchtower and blowing up the pillbox; there are also western cowboys wearing tattered felt hats, carrying Winchester rifles on their shoulders and Colt revolvers at their waists, driving hundreds of fat cattle and fighting Indians with feathers on their heads for 300 rounds in the wilderness, and so on, and so on. Boys have always fantasized about heroic deeds of one kind or another, and fantasized that one day they too could become heroes.

Zheng Qing is no exception.

I thought that after entering the wizarding world, this dream had faded away with the magical reality, but I didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly - two months after entering college, he had his own gun.

It's not a powder gun, though, it's just a magic gun. But this did not affect the feeling that Zheng Qing's dream came true after inserting this gun in his waist.

"What a magical world. The young student stroked the revolver on his waist and sighed softly.

"What did you say?" Dr. Duzem didn't seem to hear what he had just said.

"I mean, do you need to submit any application materials to use this talisman gun?" Zheng Qing immediately corrected his question: "Is there any qualification restriction...... Gun license or something. ”

"Do you still need a 'document holder' to use the Law Book?" Dr. Duzem replied sullenly, "Theoretically, the Law Book is more threatening than your talisman gun...... It is not some restrictive laws that maintain social stability, but the reverence of the law in the heart of every wizard. ”

While gossiping, the doctor took the silver needle and other tools to check the elves, and from time to time instructed the quill floating in the air to make some records.

"I'm in awe of the law. The young state-funded student immediately took his position.

The witch who was standing by the window and was teasing the yellow finch in the cage couldn't help but laugh when she heard this.

"It is not the law that a wizard should be in awe, but the unknown. Jiang Yu stretched his waist, looked up at the darkening sky outside the window, and repeated briskly: "Only the unknown is worthy of awe." ”

"These are two different things. The young student muttered, chewing on the word 'unknown', and suddenly froze, remembering what he had seen when he had just entered the door, and his gaze couldn't help but slide over the witch's kun bag hanging on his wrist.

Then he frowned, his mind gradually diverted from the gift he had just received, and he hesitated to discuss the small bottle of potion with Jiang Yu.

Although it looks like the witch doesn't seem to be willing to let him know about it. But now that he had guessed, he felt obligated to say something if he had the chance.

Of course, these words are not appropriate to say in front of Dr. Duzem.

In this way, with a belly of words, it was not until the doctor finished examining the elves and the two young wizards left the 'Abnormal Life Research Institute' that Zheng Qing finally started talking.

"Hmm, thank you for the gift. First of all, he sincerely thanked Jiang Yu for giving the gift.

"Don't be so polite...... You've said thank you five times. The witch smiled helplessly, "If you're really going to thank me, give me a few better amulets." ”

"It's a must!" Zheng Qing nodded fiercely, but then emphasized: "It's just that my level is limited, and the talisman I drew definitely can't be compared to the gun you sent......

As he spoke, he patted his gray cloth bag. The box containing the revolver had been placed safely in the deepest part of the bag, stacked on top of the small rosewood box containing the jade coins.

Jiang Yu shook his head with a smile and did not speak.

For a moment, the two fell into a silent silence with nothing to say.

Seeing that the alley is getting shorter and shorter, it is about to come to the end and enter the pedestrian street. Zheng Qing finally couldn't help it, stood up, and stretched out his hand to stop the witch beside him.

Jiang Yu stopped, tilted his head, and looked at the wizard in surprise.

The young student took a deep breath and asked directly, "Are you planning to practice Transfiguration?"

The witch was stunned, subconsciously touched the kun bag hanging on her wrist, and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Why do you say that?"

She didn't deny it, but she didn't admit it either.

Zheng Qing's grasp in his heart suddenly became a little bigger.

"Guess. He didn't sell it, but quickly explained his reasons to the witch: "You know, I've always had headaches. After the start of the school year, Lao Yao took me to the university hospital for a check-up, and then consulted with other professors, and finally judged that my headache was 'the overactive force field of thoughts', which led to the stress response caused by information disturbance...... Well, it's a bit of a mouthful. ”

"In short, the treatment plan that the professors finally gave me was 'Transfiguration'. ”

"By deforming, and then reducing the level of information perturbation, this also involves a non-well-known conjecture that any catastrophe, after the target life form cannot be traced, will continue to collapse until it is eliminated. ”

Saying so many words in one breath made the young government-funded student a little dry-mouthed. Fortunately, it was almost evening, and it was early winter, and the weather was much colder, but it didn't make people too thirsty.

Jiang Yu hugged his arms and stared at Zheng Qing silently, and the young wizard who was staring at him felt uncomfortable all over his body, so he sneered and laughed.

"Actually, you don't need to explain all the causes and consequences. The witch tilted her head, brushed the ends of her hair, and chuckled, "Professor Yao, didn't they let you keep this matter a secret?"

Zheng Qing scratched his head and said hesitantly: "Anyway, I didn't sign a silence agreement...... I guess he gave me permission to tell my friends about it. ”

The witch retracted her smile and reached out to the wizard.

"Take it. ”

"What?" Zheng Qing was a little stunned.

"Notes!" the witch raised her eyebrows, "Don't you mean that you have a lot of experience in Transfiguration that you can teach me?"

"Oh, that's fine. Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly, and quickly took out his Transfiguration notes from the gray cloth bag. These materials are recorded in his private lectures with Professor Yi every Tuesday night.

But before he handed the note to Jiang Yu, the wizard hesitated.

"If you don't mind," he asked cautiously, considering his words, "can you tell me what you want to do with Transfiguration?...... In fact, according to the plan, we can also take these courses in our senior year. ”

"Catch the murderer. Jiang Yu grabbed the notes in Zheng Qing's hand, stuffed them into his bag, raised his chin slightly, and said in a firm tone: "Since the school refuses to seriously arrest the murderer, then I can only find a way to uphold justice for Xiaobai!"