Hunting College

　　 "咚! 咚! 咚!"

　　 There were a few heavy knocks outside the study.

　　 "Master," the hoarse voice of the old servant sounded outside the door: "Do you need coffee or tea? I seem to hear something in your house."

　　 Dr. Duzem motioned to the two guests with his eyes.

　　 Fei Rui quickly shook his small paws, and the Rat Fairy shook his head slightly.

　　 "Don't bother me, Konstantin!" Dr. Dozem rejected the old servant's inquiry in a rough voice: "I'm thinking about it!"

　　 As he spoke, his fingers moved slightly, and he picked up the velvet blanket that had fallen on the floor again and put it on the full-length mirror. After the full-length mirror that had wanted to make a few noises was covered by the fleece blanket, there was no sound in an instant.

　　 "Good master." Constantine's voice paused for a few seconds before it sounded slowly: "Get a break early, and it won't be too late to solve your work tomorrow..."

　　The heavy footsteps of the old servant mopped the floor and left slowly.

　　 In the study, the two mice that had been standing in the shadow behind the door floated into the range of light again.

　　 "This room is much cleaner than I thought."

　　 After sending off the old servant, Fei Rui finally corrected his attitude and commented. His behavior just now was just to check around for safety's sake.

　　 After all, the owner of this small courtyard was blocked by the first university. No one knows how many eyes the school or the Wizarding League arranged here.

　　 "Anyway, this is'my study' after all."

　　 Dr. Dozem finally put down the manuscript in his hand and silently looked at the two uninvited guests.

"I've heard of you." Dr. Duzem's voice was completely different from the brisk and bright voice of the past, and it looked a lot deep and dumb: "The Rat Fairy who created the semi-finished Rat Race, and a fellow who was caught and banned by the principal …When I was in charge of the laboratory, I once reported to the school that I wanted to use your body to help and do some high-level projects. But those short-sighted guys rejected my proposal. "

　　 "If they knew that you were visiting in my yard today, the expression on their faces would have been wonderful."

　　Ferui ignored Dr. Duzem's whispering self-talk, still watching the corpse beetles intently.

　　The Rat Fairy spread his hands, with a kind smile on his face: "That **** of Destiny is so funny, isn't it?"

"After all, why are you looking for me, this stale, hopeless waste?" Dr. Duzem glanced at the Rat Fairy: "If I remember correctly, the school just warned you to settle down a little bit recently... you Coming here today, do you really intend to tear your face with the school?"

　　The Rat Fairy avoided a post-doctoral question, but instead focused on the doctor's self-evaluation.

"Trash?" The chubby mouse repeated the word in a slightly surprised tone, then raised a toe and shook it: "No, no...you are fundamentally different from this word. "

　　 said, his eyes fell on the word on the doctor's wall.

"Different fireworks, the same brilliant...This is the message from the principal." The Rat Fairy said in a nostalgic tone: "If the principal knew what the school’s most brilliant fireworks looked like, I’m afraid I would be sad. of."

　　Dr. Dozem snorted and stopped paying attention to the Rat Fairy. Instead, he turned his gaze on Fei Rui, with a hint of interest in his tone:

　　 "As far as I know, the principal took you away when he left the school. Now that you are back now, does it mean that our old undead principal is also back?"

　　Fei Rui's eyes finally moved away from the glass box.

　　 "If I tell you if he has come back, would you give me this box of primitive beetles? They look delicious..."

But before the doctor could answer, Fei Rui smiled sharply twice, and vetoed herself: "But even if you give it to me, I won't tell you the truth... Old Rat is very smart, he Never ask me questions about that old guy."

　　 Dr. Duzem's face was visibly darkened.

　　The Rat Fairy raised his arm and patted the black hardwood handrail under his hand, trying to ease the conversation.

"You don't look like a banned wizard." He looked at Dr. Dozem and said jokingly: "At the very least, you are better informed than most wizards on this island... …Not many guys know about the deal between the school and me, let alone what happened a few days in advance."

The unhappiness on Dr. 　　's face dissipated, revealing a trace of reserved pride, perhaps the only registered wizard who can be praised by big figures like the Rat Fairy.

"The school just asked me to keep a low profile and didn't put me in a black jail." Dr. Duzem glanced across the corner of the desk, paused for a moment on a certain document, and then softly added: "The old Jiang family My wife is also very nice, and she often talks to me."

The wrinkled fat face of 　　 Rat Fairy showed a dazed expression. It's just that because there are too many pleats, this expression looks very cryptic.

"The old lady of the Jiang family is indeed a wonderful person~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He commented, with a little more smile: "I heard that she allowed a child from the Jiang family’s big room to enter Jiuyou College... Children with great talents. "

"It's just a bet on both ends, this kind of thing is not uncommon." Fei Rui disapproved of the Rat Fairy's comments: "Nine have academies mostly these guys at both ends of the first rat. As a member of the rat clan, I am I am deeply ashamed of this."

　　Dr. Dozem hadn't understood why Fei Rui was ashamed, and when he was thinking about the deep meaning behind this sentence, the heavy wooden house under the mouse fairy finally floated on the desk and landed in front of him.

　　 "咚."

　　 Mu Nun collided with the book, making a shallow, dull sound. This is because the Mouse Fairy dropped the wood nun on the top stack of books on the desk.

　　 "Okay," The Rat Fairy could finally look at Dr. Duzem, and his tone became solemn: "Gossip less. Since you are not surprised by our appearance... Then you know where we came."

　　 His words are actually a kind of temptation. Test how much the owner of this room knows about them, and test the attitude of the owner.

　　 The law pattern at the corner of Dr. Duzem's mouth spread, revealing a deep trench.

"I was not surprised. It was just that I found the marks on Zheng Qing's body." He responded smoothly, without the dull and incomprehensible appearance of many full-time alchemists: "As for your intention, you Don't tell me, how would I know?"