Today is Saturday, and Zheng Qing had planned to go to the soon-to-open D&K with the rest of the Guilty Hunting Team after finishing his morning class to continue their tidying up. But because of the dull chatter in the dormitory over breakfast, the young government student finally decided to modify his itinerary a little.

He decided to take the elves to the 'Institute of Abnormal Life' first, and see Dr. Douzam for a routine check-up. In his opinion, regardless of whether the doctor's previous potion was about to expire or not, as long as the elves' examination results were still normal, then there was still room for slowdown.

Although it is the busiest shopping street outside the school, because it is a Saturday morning, most of the students who have been busy for a week are still sleeping in their dormitories to make up for the lack of vitality in the past five days - especially now that it is winter, the weather outside is freezing outside, the north wind is howling, and the atmosphere inside the house is warm and soothing. Whether to wrap yourself in the quilt and play chess with Zhou Gong, or to shiver in the cold wind of self-exile, this is a question that does not need to be chosen.

So when Zheng Qing walked on the pedestrian street with the elves' paper houses, he looked at it and saw very few figures in his sight. Even if a few students passed by, they were in a hurry, bowing their heads and covering their ears, eager to cover every inch of exposed skin on their bodies with thick fur except for a pair of eyes.

Because of an inferior thermal insulation charm hanging on his body, Zheng Qing's clothes were not very thick, and they were still wearing the robes of Jiuyou Academy, but with an extra dark red woolen scarf around his neck.

This scarf was a Thanksgiving gift from the elves - in fact, every wizard in the 403 dormitory received a gift from the elves, except that they gave Zheng Qing a scarf, Xin Fat Man a pair of woolen gloves, Xiao Xiao a woolen sleeve, and Mr. Vampire Werewolf received a woolen hat.

When they first received this gift, all the wizards in the 403 dormitory, including Xiao Xiao, were taken aback, especially Zheng Qing. Even though he has always believed that elves are truly intelligent beings and actively defended them, he only considers this issue from the perspective of logical ability and equal morality - the longer he stays in school, the less confident he is about his original stubbornness - Xiao Xiao's assessment of this is 'You can't tell the difference between compassion and reason'.

However, the gift received on Thanksgiving Day re-injected impetus into Zheng Qing's efforts in a sense. He no longer thinks of himself as just working for a group of 'AIs', but instead insists that elves are soul-owned, equal beings to wizards.

That is, from that day on, when Zheng Qing brought up the topic related to elves again, the other young wizards in dormitory 403 no longer held a wait-and-see and mocking attitude. They also began to think seriously and make suggestions for the identity of the elves.

Of course, for now, everything, the most important thing is to ensure that the group of elves who are napping in Zheng Qing's arms can survive this winter safely and healthily.

The paper house in Zheng Qing's arms is no longer the humble appearance of the witches of the Astronomy 08-1 class when they were first sent.

In order to ensure that these little ones stay comfortably in the house, the young public scholarship students spend half an hour every night to put up new talismans for this paper house.

Inside the paper house, there are four-poster beds carved by Xin Fat Man out of mahogany, copper components and a few small bonsai ornaments that Xiao Xiao reinforces the room, and Dylan, who is said to have dismantled one of his cousin's toys and added a dresser with a half-length mirror for the elves.

There was a lot of change, and the young wizards wanted the elves to have a good time in the room.

The Institute for Abnormal Life is located deep in a narrow old alley in the eastern side of Beta. This is one of the oldest settlements in Beta Town, so the houses Zheng Qing saw along the way looked a little dilapidated.

In the same way that I felt when I came here in summer and autumn, this alley was still so quiet and deep, like an old man who was about to die, and nothing could arouse its curiosity and restlessness.

But unlike the scenery in summer and autumn, in the alleys in winter, there is no green moss in the corners of the walls, no trembling tentacles of rat women in the cracks of the stones, and no more luxuriant branches and leaves of creepers, and the figures of grass sperms looming in those branches and leaves, staring at the movement of visitors with wide eyes and vigilant eyes.

Some are just a bare, blue-gray world of cold stone.

The iron doors of the institute were not closed, but only half-hidden. Through the crack in the door, two familiar voices faintly came from the courtyard.

“... You can't use this potion so casually, it's illegal. Dr. Duzem's tone was a little hurried, and his voice was full of uneasiness: "Besides, how can you use it so quickly? It's not magical at all......

"Peace of mind, peace of mind!" said the other witch in a nonchalant tone, "I'm not a child, I know it...... It's just a couple of small experiments. ”

“...... Regardless, I'll only give you a single potion per week for one person. Dr. Duzem did not seem to be moved by the witch's reassuring words, and said very firmly: "If you are willing to provide me with a more detailed usage report, then I agree to tailor a more appropriate medication regimen for you......"

"One person is one person, and one person is barely enough. The witch interrupted Dr. Duzem and happily agreed, "That's it! Of course, there is no usage report...... You're not going to give me a little report home, are you?"

At the last sentence, her voice raised slightly, and there was a hint of warning in her tone.

Dr. Douzem did not answer, but remained silent.

At this moment, a slightly old voice broke the awkward atmosphere in the room.

"Miss Jiang, young master, we have a new guest...... It's winter now, and it's very impolite to let Young Master Zheng Qing blow the cold wind outside the house alone. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Qing's heart jumped, and as soon as he took a step back, the big black iron door in front of him squeaked and opened completely.

At the end of the entrance hall, Jiang Yu, who was wearing a red velvet shawl and a long skirt, was looking out in surprise. Dr. Duzem was still dressed in a shabby black-and-gray wizard's robe, with no bow tie around his neck as always.

The door was opened by Dr. Duzem's old servant, Konstantin.

"Good morning, Young Master Zheng Qing. The old servant greeted the young wizard very politely, and bowed slightly: "Please ...... inside You came at the right time, and the young master was just about to send Miss Jiang out. ”