Monster Hunting High School

According to tradition, the first Tuesday after the Dragon Boat Festival is a day to care for small animals.

This is not an official festival in the wizarding world, it is just a habit spontaneously formed by school students. After cleaning up silverfish during the Dragon Boat Festival, young wizards needed to appease their frightened pets, so they gradually came up with this day.

The student union has already issued relevant notices to all classes, requiring each college to hold Caring Day activities on a class-by-class basis. Downton also reminded this matter at the class meeting last night.

But because it was approaching the end of the semester, there was very little interest in it.

After hearing Xiao Xiao's words, Zheng Qing's eyelids that had been opened slowly had the urge to close again.

"Whatever...yawn...whatever." He yawned loudly and wanted to turn over and change into a more comfortable position to sleep - well, it's a little hot in the dormitory, so I should change to two cooling charms...tomorrow Change it again, I'm so sleepy now.

These scattered thoughts floated through the wizard's mind, but he did not turn over as he wished.

His shoulders were grabbed by Xiao Xiao.

"Don't sleep yet. Where did you go in the afternoon? We reserved a seat for you in the library, but you never went. In the end, Mr. Zhang looked at us differently... Wait, what is this on you? Taste?"

Whoosh.

Xiao Xiao sniffed and his voice became a little confused:

"Why does it feel a little fragrant...have you applied powder?"

Zheng Qing's eyelids that were about to stick suddenly popped open.

As soon as he sat up from the bed, he opened his mouth and replied: "I hope the dogs will play with the dogs, and I hope the cats will climb the tree with the cats!"

"Huh?" The doctor had a question mark on his face.

"Didn't you just ask me about the theme of the Care Day?" The young public-funded student replied solemnly: "I thought about it, and combined with our recent experiences, this sentence is more appropriate."

Xiao Xiao narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then nodded.

"Hmm... Indeed, it's quite an interesting theme." After saying that, he lowered his head and wrote down this sentence on the parchment.

When the doctor raised his head again, Zheng Qing was hanging new refreshing charms on the tent, and he had already taken four or five refreshing charms scattered on his body - there was no doubt that the fragrance that the doctor had smelled before had already Dispelled by the talisman.

"That..." The doctor raised a finger, as if he wanted to say something.

"You want some too, right." Zheng Qing stuffed a few cooling charms into his hand very enthusiastically: "Take it, take it, use it as much as you like, if it's not enough I can draw two more... It won't take much trouble anyway. On such a hot day, I really can’t survive without a few cooling charms.”

As he spoke, he fanned his face with his hands.

Dr. Xiao Da looked at him deeply and finally took the talismans.

"As long as you're happy with it." He muttered, turned and left: "... Anyway, it's not me who was hacked to death in the end."

Zheng Qing pretended not to hear the doctor's last words.

He breathed a sigh of relief, closed the curtains on the bed, and hid himself in the bed.

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Caring Day on Tuesday was lackluster.

There is no float parade, no dance, and no hunting competition. In addition to the hundreds of themed pictorial exhibitions placed along the way from the library to the teaching building, the most watched event of the entire Care Day is the 'Small Animal Protection Association' Lectures given by witches on 'How to clean your pet's coat without using magic'.

Many wizards sighed and opened their eyes when they saw for the first time the anger of cats, dogs or rabbits after being splashed with water.

"This is not caring." In dormitory 403, when Zheng Qing heard Fatty Xin describing a tabby cat that scratched its owner's face with its paw after getting wet, he couldn't help but complain: "This is abuse, destruction...and ravage. No. Do people protest their behavior?”

"You didn't see the tears on the faces of the witches who poured water on their pets." The fat man shook his stubby fingers and explained: "After seeing those tears, no one would think that they were abusing their pets... On the contrary, because of their demonstration, everyone has a deeper understanding of the word 'care'."

The young public-funded student curled his lips, really unable to understand the thoughts of those witches.

"Do I need to reserve a seat for you in the library today?" The fat man changed the topic and asked curiously: "Where did you go yesterday? I wasted a whole night on the seat I occupied for you..."

"I know, I know, the library administrator looks wrong when he sees you." Zheng Qing raised his hands to show surrender, with a look of helplessness on his face: "The doctor told me yesterday... just keep occupying my seat today. If nothing else happens, I will go... The main thing is that dog, it wastes too much time. "

"It didn't stick to you today?" The fat man looked around.

"Anyway, I told you that you can't see it." Zheng Qing rolled his eyes and sighed: "In addition, it was exposed a few times yesterday, and it became even more timid..."

"What should I say?" The fat man habitually took out his quill and notepad.

"It's just that it was caught peeping... In short, it has nothing to do with you." Zheng Qing mumbled and walked out of the dormitory: "I put the magic writing homework on the table. You have been there early in the afternoon to help me. Hand it over...I might come over later."

"You dare to be late for Professor Emma's class?"

“It’s not that I’m late, I just might not go too early!”

"Why are you going?"

"Professor Monteria's laboratory." Zheng Qing waved back, slammed the dormitory door, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fatty is good everywhere, but he is too curious. Maybe it has something to do with his part-time job.

Zheng Qing was very doubtful that if the fat man drank the deformation potion, he would turn into a lump.

As for going to Professor Monteria's laboratory, it was not something Zheng Qing made casually.

Yesterday, after Su Shijun provided him with three candidate suggestions, the young public-funded student decided to leave the matter of testing the dog's blood to Professor Monteria after a simple weighing. For this reason, he flew a paper crane last night and made an appointment with the professor.

The professor arranged for him to go to the laboratory at one o'clock today.

Regardless of the finals or the lunch break, it doesn't seem to have the slightest impact on the Institute of Applied Magic. The corridor to the laboratory was empty most of the time. Occasionally, wizards in black robes passed by, walking in a hurry and looking intently.

Zheng Qing longed for this stable and quiet environment, but he doubted whether he could bear the boring life in the laboratory day after day. Although he was still in the first grade, he had already begun to prepare for his graduation from school in three years. Made plans.

The small bronze door to Professor Monteria's laboratory was closed.

After Zheng Qing stuffed the professor's note into the mouth of the bronze bull-headed knocker beast, it took a long time before the small door opened from the inside. But it's only half open.

A wizard unfamiliar to Zheng Qing revealed half of his body.

"What's the matter?" His face was full of vigilance and his tone was a little impatient.

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows.