Friday arrived.
Early that morning, Zheng Qing got out of bed and immediately leaned over his desk to observe the three little sprites he had smeared with Cannabis Essential Oil the previous night.
After being consumed throughout the night, the clear essential oil had turned into a transparent film, wrapping the little sprites like fetal membranes. If Zheng Qing had not seen that film still rising and falling faintly in a steady rhythm, he would have been unable to stop himself from tearing it open.
Do not casually interfere with any magical process. That was a basic quality every wizard should possess.
"You're not bringing an Invisibility Talisman today?"
As they were about to leave, Xiao Xiao noticed that Zheng Qing was not invisible. He could not help adjusting his glasses, his steps hesitating for a few seconds. "I just remembered..."
Tsk!
What a clumsy, terrible excuse.
"You checked the divination lines, Crystal Ball, and old almanac this morning." Zheng Qing shot him a glare, tightening the belt of his robe with an unhappy expression. "Even if I get beaten up, you won't be implicated... You should have more faith in your divination skills!"
Doctor gave a dry laugh. In the end, he did not turn back to do what he had "just forgotten" and silently followed Zheng Qing.
Though Zheng Qing appeared full of confidence, he felt somewhat uneasy inside.
His hand never left his pocket along the way.
Fortunately, after a week of intense digestion and his public appearance in class yesterday afternoon, the other young wizards at the university showed remarkable tolerance and patience toward Zheng Qing's appearance. The worst outcome he had imagined did not happen.
"I heard something at the editorial office."
Before class, Fatty Xin held a stack of parchment in one hand, rapidly