Hunting High School

""Classical Wizard Etiquette", "Blood Clan Heraldry", "Werewolf Totemology", "Appreciation of Five-language Mantras", "Compendium of Talismans", "Fur Maintenance and Care", "Hunting Skills"... Tsk tsk, are you sure this is just Posey? Winter homework?"

Dormitory 403, in front of the desk.

Xin Fatty flipped through her small pink schoolbag, shook her head again and again, and looked at the little fox with pity in her eyes: "I thought we had a lot of homework after class...Compared with Dong Dong, Life is like heaven."

Poseidon lay sprawled on the desk, pillowed on the fat cat's body, snoring comfortably, and immediately blinked his eyes when he heard the words, revealing the bright eyes that were about to cry.

Zheng Qing angrily pulled out the "Knowing the Devil" and knocked on the table: "I don't care about the other homework, you must finish copying this "Knowing the Devil", otherwise I won't be able to explain it over there!...Don't Forget that you were almost abducted to The Underworld! The devils don’t know that there are a few big wizards behind you, little fox, but if they have a brain and know the severity, they will not be driven into The Underworld by people, relying on magma and sulfur all day live."

Deceived and frightened, two-pronged approach, finally let the little fox grab the quill.

After realizing that he could not be lazy completely, the little fox sighed, got up lazily, twisted and twisted, and rubbed himself in front of the thick magic book, and began to copy the book with a sad face.

Xiao Xiao picked up the "Five-language Mantra Appreciation" with great interest: "Which five languages ​​does Qingqiu read? I've heard that old-school wizard families will force them to learn these classical magic words..."

The little fox answered immediately with a squeak.

"Thebes witch script, Ogham script, Runic script, Enoch script, and Malagim script," Zheng Qing said strangely while translating the little fox's answer, "I was also a little curious before, and I already have standard magic scripts. Now, why waste time learning this backward magic text?"

The little fox flicked its tail, dropped the quill, raised its paw, and happily expressed its support.

"The support is invalid. There is no relationship between your copying and my incomprehension." Zheng Qing coldly interrupted the little fox's rebellious spirit: "By the way, twelve hours are very short, and it will pass in the blink of an eye...you most Fortunately, before returning to the mansion, at least complete a complete homework."

The "Foot Restriction Order" on the Xiayuan Festival is from 6:00 am to 6:00 pm. During this period, any students are prohibited from wandering around the campus, so as not to be impacted by Yin Qi or disturb the school's ritual rituals.

Poseidon was brought back to dormitory 403 by Zheng Qing last night.

Because of well-known reasons, she is no longer suitable to go back to the pet garden, so after obtaining the school's permission, the little fox is allowed to stay in the dormitory for a day.

Several wizards in the same dormitory raised their hands and feet to show their support—except for Dylan, because Xiayuan Festival coincides with October 15th of the lunar calendar, a full moon day. Students with special bloodlines will be placed in a centralized place, so he lost the chance to flatter the little fox.

As for the others, Xiao Xiao was in charge of tutoring homework; Zheng Qing brought the velvet bedding prepared for Poseidon by the witches of class Tianwen 08-1; and Xin Fatty, who worked hard to build a wooden hut for the little fox with Parasol Tree wood .

The hut has complete doors and windows, clear tiles and pillars, the ridge beast on the eaves has clear eyebrows, and the wind chimes hanging on the eaves are crisp and melodious. In name, it is a bedroom of a doll’s house, but in fact it is completely a part of the style of Alpha Fort and Qingqiu Mansion. miniature artwork. Even though many magical techniques were used in the construction process, Zheng Qing was amazed that the fat wizard had such skills.

Of course, corresponding to Zheng Qing's "great amazement", is the "great anger" of Fat Cat Tuantuan. Compared with the temporary "residency" prepared by the fat wizard for the little fox, the "pillow garden" or "human head nest" where Tuantuan usually enjoys himself is simply unsightly, and the word "dwelling" seems to be overly embellished.

"Too harsh!"

The fat wizard sympathetically handed a piece of fried chicken dipped in hot and sour sauce to the little fox's mouth, and sighed repeatedly: "Children at this age should play to their heart's content. How can they spend all their time buried in books?"

Zheng Qing smashed that piece of fried chicken with a 'snap'.

One walked over and nimbly snatched it away, completely ignoring the little fox's drooling.

"You don't know anything about that senator's request." The young public finance student pouted, picked up a strawberry from the fruit plate, and stuffed it into the little fox's mouth: "We are very different from them..."

Poseidon pouted, half of his head turned red from the splash of strawberry juice.

"It's nothing different. Every slack family has its own happiness, and every strict family is equally strict." Xiao Xiao didn't know what to think of, and sighed leisurely: "...from the dead to the living, from the From the portraits on the wall to the servants in front of the door, the similar atmosphere is everywhere, affecting everyone in the family at all times. It seems that there is an invisible magic power controlling everything. Sometimes what you think is rebellion..."

As he spoke, he naturally took out a piece of fried chicken from the paper box in the fat wizard's arms, dipped it in the dipping sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"...Like a piece of fried chicken, or not doing homework, or staying out at night." He shook his head slightly: "You think you can get rid of those shackles in this way, and you will become different. But in fact, these 'rebellious 'The move is also part of their plan."

Zheng Qing looked out of the window thoughtfully, with a hint of memory in his eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, Poseidon sneakily moved to the side of the fried chicken box, picked up a piece carefully, noticed the wizard turned his head, and immediately puffed up his face, pretending nothing had happened.

Zheng Qing suppressed a smile, and pinched her chicken-filled cheeks: "Eat a little... eat slowly, don't choke. How about eating a piece of fried chicken and writing a piece of homework on parchment?"

not so good.

The little fox squinted his eyes, wriggled his cheeks, drooped his ears, plugged his pierced ears, and pretended not to hear the wizard's suggestion, and swished his big fluffy tail happily behind him.

Zheng Qing was helpless, turned to look at Xiao Xiao.

"Don't look at me, you are her father, you can't control me, what can I do?" Dr. Xiao pushed his glasses, and raised a stack of materials in his hand: "Besides, next weekend is this year's winter hunting. We have to hurry up on Wednesday, that is, before 6:00 p.m. tomorrow, to submit the list of hunters who have apologized and participate in the winter hunting and related reporting materials... Or, should we change?"

The young public finance student immediately withdrew his gaze, and his eyes fell on the little fox again.

"About today's homework, I have a little idea." He raised a finger and suggested: "For example, you can write the words bigger, so that even if you haven't finished your homework, there is still a thick stack. It’s full of weight, and it’s a great sense of accomplishment!”

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