"Twice a week is a little too frequent for wizards your age."
Although Professor Monteria had explicitly told 'Zheng Qing's friend' to go to the School Hospital, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he continued listening to the young wizard's description from the side, his expression as stern as ever. "Of course, if one's magical foundation is relatively solid..."
As he spoke, he looked Zheng Qing up and down before adding, "...for someone like you, or Dunton, Xiao Xiao, and Jiang Yu from your class, twice a week is still acceptable... unless your friend transforms more than three times a week."
When he mentioned 'your friend,' the professor's lips twisted slightly, revealing a mocking smile that seemed to see through everything. But Zheng Qing could not sense that ridicule at the moment; all he felt was bitterness.
Because some time ago, he had not transformed twice or three times a week. Over the span of nearly ten days, he had transformed almost every day.
The Magical Creatures Studies Lecturer smiled as he eased the atmosphere and shifted the topic slightly. "Your transformation—I mean, what animal does your friend transform into?"
The question touched somewhat on privacy. Generally speaking, no one would bluntly ask something like that to someone's face. But it was like a patient seeking treatment at a hospital. Before a doctor, never mind stripping naked and showing his butt—even if the doctor asked him to cut open his belly and expose his heart, liver, intestines, and lungs for easier diagnosis, the patient would not refuse.
At a time like this, who cared about privacy?
So the young scholarship student hesitated only briefly before answering decisively, "A dog... a gray-skinned Doggy, with short fur, a short muzzle, a flat forehead, and a curled coin-shaped tail... Doesn't know what breed