Hunting College

From Gudiao Street to Dan Haag.

The straight-line distance is thousands of kilometers, and if flying magic is used, Colmar estimates that it will take a long time to hang in the sky. Fortunately, Gu Diao Street is located on Phuket Island, which has the highest density clock channel system in the wizarding world.

Therefore, when the Venus star in the night sky just lit up, the newly promoted Great Wizard in the North District was already standing in the doorway of the Dan Hage Foreign Affairs Reception Center, wearing a cloak.

This is her first visit to Dan Haag.

In imagination, this place should be like other ancient magical institutions, surrounded by dazzling golden decorations, exquisite carvings everywhere, the air is filled with the breath of yarrow and wormwood, wizards in various robes Hurry and unsmiling.

But in reality, here is more like a cold bank branch.

Silver gray is the main color of this space, and closedness is the temperament of this space. On the left and right sides are tall cabinets tens of meters tall, the cabinets are covered with dense letter boxes; in the middle is a long narrow corridor, at the end of the corridor is a thick glass window, a soft chair is placed in front of the window, and a chubby sitting behind the window Witch.

She was wearing an iron-gray uniform, a white silk scarf tied around her neck, and ten chubby fingers with bright red nails. Perhaps these nail polishes are the brightest colors in the entire space.

Kolmar noticed that there was a huge round turntable behind the witch. There was a pointer on the plate. The scales on the disk were not numbers, but different departments, such as the case registration court, the executive board, the collegiate panel, and the foreign affairs bureau. , Criminal Trial Division 1, Civil Trial Division, Trial Supervision Division, First Circuit Division, etc.

There was another visitor in front of Colmar, tall and thin, with a quill pen between his ears, holding the notepad in his arms and writing and drawing. When it was his turn, he sat straight on the soft chair. on.

"Participate in the questioning meeting of Senator Su," the lanky wizard immersed himself in his work while explaining his intentions: "Are everyone else here?"

"Plus you, everyone on the questioning committee is here, sir." the fat witch behind the glass window replied.

Snap, the quill tip broke off on the note board. It seems that there was an error in the calculation data. The thin and tall wizard cursed something in a low voice. He finally raised his head and helped his hat brim: "Where is Senator Su now?"

"She is on the broom," the receptionist behind the glass window replied.

‘The witch is riding on her broomstick’ means that the witch is traveling or is about to land. This is a slang term for old-school wizards, which is rarely used by the younger generation.

The lanky wizard murmured, tapping on the arm of the soft chair with his fingers.

After the seal was stamped behind the glass window, he handed out a piece of paper, and then Kolma saw that on the huge round turntable behind the fat witch, the pointer hulled and pointed to the ‘supervision court’.

The tall and thin wizard sitting on the soft chair seemed to be shrouded in a fuzzy mosaic, flashing for a moment, then disappeared without a trace.

Kolma was taken aback, walked a few steps forward, came to the glass window, and sat in a soft chair.

But before she had time to speak, the fat witch behind the glass window raised her index finger and said quickly, "The first time?"

The guest raised his eyebrows and nodded.

The fat witch sighed: "Do you know what I'm most asked about?"

This question interrupted Colmar's thinking again.

She tilted her head and thought for a moment: "How long do I have to wait?"

"Why do you want to do this?" The fat witch shook her index finger, her tone a little sad: "Why do you want me to do this, why do you do this, why they don't do it... Why can't you do this, I think this It’s better, Balababala."

"Because of the regulations?"

"Do not."

"...In order to make this all seem serious?"

"No... I'm sorry, please wait a minute." The fat witch put away her dangling index finger, smiled apologetically to the guest, then turned her head and yelled at the corner behind the glass window: "Jacqueline I see your pony tail!"

Kolma took off her hat and followed the receptionist's eyes.

Then she saw a little witch with a pony tail emerging from that corner, stumbled and ran over, perhaps because of the slightly larger robe, she had mixed several times a few steps away.

"Jerry was grabbing Tom's dried fish again, and he beat him up," the little witch cried, crying, "I can't stop it..."

"Let's ask Spike for help!" The fat witch drove away with a big wave.

The little witch whispered, and stumbled away again.

"Sorry," the fat witch turned her head and looked at Colmar with a smile on her face: "The reception is understaffed and pet management has always been a big problem, so I asked the younger generation to help...Have you brought your pet? "

"No."

"That's good." The fat witch was obviously relieved.

"Well……"

The guest was about to speak again~www.readwn.com~ The Fat Witch continued, "Where did we just say?"

Colmar was silent for a moment.

"What do I need to do when I'm here for the first time?" She kindly corrected the conversation between the two.

"Yes, it's the first time." The fat witch seemed to be completely unaware of what was wrong with this conversation: "The first visitor to Dan Haag must provide valid documents, including but not limited to the Global Pass issued by the Umbil League, Conference invitations, alien passports, new world development qualifications...well, as long as they are issued by a formal organization, they will be recognized here."

Colmar thought for a while, and took out his student ID under the cloak.

Not long ago, she was still a student of the first university, and her student status has not been cancelled. I want to come this student card is definitely still valid.

The fat witch took the student ID.

"Ah, a student from the first university?" She picked up the student ID with her fingers painted with bright red nail polish, and skillfully pulled the magnifying glass fixed on the shelf next to her with her other hand, and put it under her nose: "Wow. , I have completed the registration as a registered wizard...Is it another future elite? Hey, he is still the vice-chairman of the student union... The certificate is true and valid!

Hey, she quickly knocked a red badge on the front page of the student ID card.

"What's your purpose?" She stuffed her student ID card back, pulled out a form from the side, looked up at the visitor, and continued to ask: "Audit to the trial? Participate in an internship? Visit a friend? Or one of your professors asked you to act on your behalf. Is he attending a meeting?"

Colmar pondered for a moment.

"Apply for assistance." She answered honestly.

"Fresh words," the fat witch registered the visitor's intentions quickly, and at the same time motioned for Colmar to sit firmly: "put your hands on the armrests and keep your body upright...no problem, well, lower your head, young man, Your size exceeds the limit of the movement array!"