Hunting High School

Sensing the enthusiasm in the assistant's eyes, a smile flashed across the eyes of the old wizard.

"Of course, this is indisputable... The great wizard who is being questioned today is the member of the next month's council, Ms. Su Shijun from the Qingqiu Fox Clan."

He pulled his beard reservedly, but immediately his tone became a little harsher:

"I know that one of your friends is a fanatical fan of Congressman Su, but today is not a good opportunity to ask for a signature... The Alliance is very strict about the management of experiments involving dimensions, and the members of the parliament next month are absolutely prohibited. Su The trouble the MP caused could lead to her being stripped of the title of MP..."

"But I heard that the experiment she conducted has already been reported to the joint meeting of professors of the First University." Another assistant to the questioning committee next to him bravely interrupted the old wizard's words.

The old wizard glanced displeasedly at his colleague, a middle-aged witch with a round face.

The witch patted her little assistant on the arm, signaled her to shut up, and at the same time explained with a smile: "Experiments involving dimensions need to be approved by the Grand Wizards Conference of the Alliance... Although the professors' joint conference of the First University has some permission, But it does not have the full power of approval. Otherwise, it would be meaningless for us to hold this inquiry meeting."

"It doesn't make sense at all," the male assistant who spoke first whispered—perhaps in the hearts of young wizards, there will always be more important and better pursuits than interests or trade-offs—regardless of the old wizard's change. With a gloomy face:

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"Everyone knows that at the Alliance's Grand Wizard Conference, the Grand Wizards from the First University accounted for an absolute majority, and there is almost no record of any proposals involving schools being rejected..."

"Ahem!"

A thin interrogation committee coughed violently. He covered his mouth, as if he was going to cough out his lungs. The loud voice interrupted the male assistant's whispering, and also prevented a tragedy that might come at any time.

The round-faced witch glanced worriedly at the coughing wizard.

"James, are you sure it will be okay to participate in today's interrogation?" She flipped through the book in her hand, and a light green light fell on the skinny wizard, and the coughing in the room became much quieter, and then she continued:

"We all know that you have a bad relationship with little Fizzle... This shouldn't be the reason why you don't buy his medicine. If you don't mind, I can ask old Fizzle out for a while."

Little Fizzle is the owner of the Fizzle Magic Potion Company, which is the largest potion manufacturer in the wizarding world and has many highly skilled therapists.

"Ahem...hissing." The skinny wizard finally coughed twice, took a few sips of hot tea from the assistant behind him, and then replied slowly: "Thank you for the soothing spell, I Feeling better. But I need to correct one point, my bad relationship with little Fizzle does not stop me from buying Fizzle potions products... the only reason I don't buy it is simply because of the quality of their potions Too bad, not as good as the finished product I whipped out with my toes."

The little assistant behind the round-faced witch seemed to think this statement was very interesting, and laughed out loud.

This drew a stern look from her boss, and a satisfied nod from the skinny wizard.

"Instead of discussing those meaningless topics, it's better to talk about something serious." The skinny wizard put down his teacup, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and looked at the gray-haired old wizard: "Findley, this time' Have you participated in the betting on the Black Prison Cup? Which team are you more optimistic about? I heard that the odds of the 'Flamingo' are a bit low."

The so-called "Black Prison Cup" is not a hunting competition with a fixed season, but because of the recent events in the black prison, there are many hunting teams gathered in that dark world. Several temporary hunting games were held, which were collectively called the "Black Prison Cup" hunting games by the outside world.

Since the hunting teams involved belong to the new generation of young hunting teams, and the hunting targets are all "unstable factors" wandering around in the black prison, which is very helpful for maintaining the stability of the black prison, so First University received the alliance After offering a huge amount of 'sponsorship fees', they turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye, allowing those bloody young hunters to have fun in the black prison.

Hearing that the topic of the wizards turned to hunting, the round-faced witch shook her head helplessly, and muttered something silently.

The old wizard tugged at his beard carelessly.

"The Black Prison Cup," he said in a somewhat reserved tone, "It's just an enlarged version of the 'Academy Cup', and the participating teams are all new-generation brats... Our family has been fans of the Central Continent Hunting Group for five generations, so we don't know how to watch it." Such a low-level game."

"The competition that the flamingo can participate in is definitely not a low-level competition!" The skinny wizard seemed to feel a little offended, and raised his tone slightly. This action made him cough violently again, but he still insisted: "Ahem... Flamingo, cough cough, Flamingo is recognized as the top hunting team of the Mesozoic Era, cough cough! Top!"

Noticing that the two colleagues began to argue about meaningless things, the witch sitting in the middle immediately began to smooth things over: "Whether it is the Flamingo or the Middle-earth Hunting Group, there are very good hunters, you can discuss it later This topic... I seem to have heard the sound of walking in the corridor just now, is it an illusion?"

While speaking, she flipped through the dharma book again and cast a soothing spell on the skinny wizard.

The pale green light silenced the violent coughing sound again.

The whole meeting room suddenly fell silent.

Everyone listened for a long while, but they still didn't hear the so-called walking sound.

"Well, maybe I got it wrong." The round-faced witch turned the quill in her hand, glanced sideways at a clock placed beside the conference table, and then looked back at the own assistant: "The start of the notice on the inquiry letter What time is it?"

"Five o'clock in the morning." Her assistant flipped through the note board and replied very positively.

The round-faced witch glanced at the clock again, and shook her head: "In other words, Councilor Su is already late...it's 5:03 in the morning."

"Hmph," the gray-haired old wizard sneered a few times: "Time is the most important concept for a wizard, and his attitude towards time can completely reflect a wizard's character...Many young people always think that there are parents everywhere, who You should accommodate them everywhere, but you don't know that most of the wizards abandoned by time have become grandchildren."

Behind the old wizard, the newly hired male assistant carefully wrote down every word the boss said, including the last curse word.

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When Su Shijun pushed open the door of the meeting room and walked in, he happened to hear the last few words.

She paused, thinking whether to pretend she hadn't entered, or to open the book and cast a little curse on the old man's mouth that made his tongue stick to his jaw.