Until he finally left the bench, Li Meng never found a chance to take revenge on the black cat.

This made Zheng Qing's steps a little brisk on the way back to the dormitory.

It was almost noon, and it had been more than five hours since the young wizard had turned into a cat. According to Professor Yi's previous instructions, a Transfiguration Potion can last for six to twelve hours.

This means that starting in the next hour, Zheng Qing may repeat the process of changing from a cat back to a human at any time.

If he loses his black hair on campus in broad daylight and reveals his sleek body, that picture is simply too beautiful for people to imagine at all.

In short, everything is for safety, everything for safety, the black cat looked at the sun, estimated that the time was almost up, and hurriedly ran to the dormitory.

There was nothing new on the way.

It's just that there are a lot more voices yelling at him.

The young wizard felt a deep sense of shame at the thought that he had once made such a noise to a cat passing by on campus.

Still following the catwalk, climbing up the steep cliff face of the dormitory mountain, and climbing down the balcony into the dormitory.

At noon, it was quiet in the dormitory, and there was no one in the dormitory.

Fat Xin has been going outside to collect wind whenever he has time recently, and today should be no exception; Dylan's curtain is tightly closed, and he is still sleeping in the coffin; Xiao Xiao's bed is also empty, look at the time, he should be in the library now.

This made Zheng Qing greatly relieved.

He hadn't figured out how to face his friends as a cat.

The orange cat was lying on the pillow of the fat man, with four legs straight and squinting, looking lazy. The elves hung horizontally among the soft fur of the orange cats, caged their wings, as if they were taking a lunch break.

Hearing the sound of the balcony, Tuan Tuan's ears trembled, but he didn't open his eyes. For a cat, judging good and bad by sound is a basic skill.

The black cat also did not greet the orange cat.

After turning into a cat in the morning, he learned that although there is a saying that 'cats talk dogs', in reality these creatures with poor IQs do not have a complete 'international lingua franca'.

He can only judge the other party's vague meaning by his eyes, actions, smell, etc., and there is no way to meet and say "good morning", "have you eaten", "the weather is really good", such as greetings.

I feel that the daily life without greetings seems to be more free, but I don't know if this feeling is brought by cats.

With these thoughts, the black cat got into his tent and rolled into the bed.

Perhaps because the effectiveness of the Transfiguration Potion was gradually fading, Zheng Qing felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep.

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“...... The First University Inheritance Robbery Avoidance Spell is a very sophisticated and complex method...... The sorcerer transforms into other life forms through rituals to erase the traces of his original existence and make the calamity disappear naturally......"

“...... In the process, the wizard does not just change from physical form...... Their souls will be distorted with it......"

“...... will distort ......"

“...... Twisted ......"

The fragmented chattering in his mind became more and more blurred, and when Zheng Qing couldn't hear a word clearly, he naturally woke up from his sleep.

His eyes widened as he stared at the black tent above his head, trying to remember the bits and pieces of his dreams.

But soon, he gave up on that effort.

It's as if the castle piled up on the beach after high tide has been flooded by the icy water. The young wizard found that the whispers in his dreams had fallen silent as consciousness regained his dominance over his body, and had crept into the unknowable.

It upset him a little.

It's still very quiet in the dormitory.

Through the gaps in the curtains, the traces left by the sun can no longer be felt.

Zheng Qing raised his hand, and through the faint light in the dormitory, he saw a healthy, adult hand. Then he finally breathed a sigh of relief, struggled to get up, and began to get dressed.

"Awake?" An abrupt voice suddenly sounded, startling the young public scholarship student.

"Doctor?" Zheng Qing asked tentatively.

After receiving an affirmative reply, he let out a sigh of relief and complained, "Don't make a noise like a ghost...... I almost smashed out a handful of rune paper!"

Xiao Xiao didn't speak.

It wasn't until the young public scholarship student got dressed and stood in front of the big dressing mirror to take care of his image that he spoke slowly:

"How does it feel to be a cat?"

"Smack. ”

The toner in Zheng Qing's hand fell to the ground.

"What... What the...... What cats. He turned around and stammered in reply, his face a little pale.

"It really looks like it's a cat. Dr. Xiao sat at the desk with a notebook in his arms, holding a brush in his hand, and scratched his chin thoughtfully.

"What a cat. Zheng Qing finally found a little courage and repeated his question mechanically.

"Is it the cat you turned into after drinking the transformation potion?" Xiao Xiao looked at him suspiciously, as if he felt that this question of the public scholarship student was very ridiculous.

"How do you know...... I mean...... Didn't I tell you yet?" Zheng Qing finally gave up the struggle and looked at Xiao Xiao a little angrily.

"Oh!" Xiao Xiao suddenly realized, opened his notebook, and pinched out a few black hairs from the folder: "Remember not to run around on the table after the next transformation...... Your sheds!"

Zheng Qing looked at the few black hairs with a stumbling expression.

"That's because of this?" he paused, and forcibly asked, "Maybe it's not cat hair......

So I just gave it a try...... Depending on your reaction, it should be eight or nine or ten. Xiao Xiao shrugged, helped his big black-framed glasses, and added, "Actually, at first I thought you had turned into a mouse...... However, Dylan thought that the wood on the table showed no signs of gnawing and that Tuan Tuan was quiet, so we ruled out this option. ”

"Dylan also knows?" Zheng Qing covered his face a little desperately: "Who else knows......"

"The fat man doesn't know yet. Xiao Xiao replied honestly: "He went to collect wind early this morning, and he got up earlier than me...... Didn't notice at all that there was no one on your bed, and didn't notice the extra black hairs on the table. ”

Zheng Qing looked at his roommate blankly, not knowing if he should show a sigh of relief.

"Now that I've answered your question...... Now you should answer my question. Xiao Xiao grabbed the brush and rolled in the ink cartridge on the table, and looked at the young public scholarship student with a fanatical expression: "So...... What does it feel like to be a cat?"