Hunting College

"Who is the professor?"

The interrogation continued.

"A professor is a professor."

"Do you know his real name or identity?"

Hearing this question, the captive's eyelids trembled violently a few times, and a look of pain appeared on his face. He muttered, repeating his previous answer: "Professor...is the professor...our professor...made us grow wings...to be able to fly ...Professor, is a professor."

Apparently, the crows have set up a more complex and powerful consciousness-enclosing magic on this issue.

The young wizards of the Forgiveness Hunting Team didn't intend to watch the middle-aged wizard's head explode in front of them. As the interrogator, Dylan immediately skipped this question and continued the interrogation:

"What is your duty?"

The pain on the prisoner's face disappeared quickly, and his expression became dull again, and he said in a dull tone: "Look for a suitable experimental subject, experiment with different reagents...to learn."

"Study? Study what?"

"Standard Spells, written by Yao Xiaomi, a freshman; "The Text of the Sky, written by Emma Knightley, a freshman; "Standard Potions, written by Li Qihuang, a freshman; ..."

The captive reported a series of bibliographies and author names that were very familiar to the young wizards, causing everyone to look at each other in blank dismay, feeling that they heard a concept that seemed very familiar.

"What is your purpose?" Dylan continued to question without wasting time.

"Be the next Griffin!"

For a moment, Tom Hansen's eyes seemed to sparkle, and his voice was a little passionate: "I am willing to follow in the footsteps of those true knights who passed by. In the wilderness that fell asleep - a stroll on a trusty horse. My destiny It will be closely linked to the moving legend, and follow my own beliefs—it will be the behavior of my life."

Another paragraph full of metaphors and allusions, like a sung answer.

Zheng Qing knows the name Griffin. He is an English wizard in the classical magic period. He was once accidentally wandered in the world of giants. Finally, with extraordinary courage and perseverance, he became a 'giant' - this was the last time he blew himself into a void In order to leave that empty world, the little story that my husband told him.

At this moment, hearing this name again, hearing Tom Hansen say this name, Zheng Qing had a completely different feeling in his heart that was hard to describe.

Jingle Bell!

The crisp sound of wind chimes came from the door, interrupting the interrogation work of the young wizards.

The door of the bar opened, and with the cold wind outside, three wizards in black robes and masks entered one after another. They were not hindered by the magic barrier. Their robes and masks also had the logo of the three-pronged sword, but they were different from the three-pronged sword. The cat faces are different. This time, three wizards wearing dog face masks entered the door.

"Aftermath Task Force."

The leading wizard is tall, and even after being filtered by the mask, he can still feel the kindness in his tone: "I am the team leader Tudou, and these are my team members, watermelon and beans."

After briefly introducing the two teammates behind him, he took out another stack of documents: "...and the documents for receiving the prisoners, as well as the on-site inspection report. You need to sign later."

"Forgiveness hunting team," Zheng Qinghan said without reporting his code name within the hunting team, but did not miss a few companions: "This is the fat man, the doctor, the gentleman... and the swordsman."

"You guys came fast enough." Fatty Xin muttered.

"It's already very slow."

Another petite black-robed head emerged from behind Captain Tudou, raised his finger, and tapped the mask: "After you arrived in Newcastle, the fortune-telling team calculated that things had changed, so they temporarily dispatched people to deal with the aftermath for you... Merlin, have you already given him Veritaserum? This is against the rules!"

She had obviously noticed the abnormal state of a certain captive.

According to the agreement between the school and the Trident Sword, when the student hunting team went on a mission to face interrogation work, the official staff of the Trident Sword needed to be present—to a certain extent, this was to 'protect' the mental health of the young wizards.

"Ahem."

Zheng Qing coughed twice in embarrassment.

He hadn't expected that the support from London would arrive so soon. He originally planned to ask a few words, throw away the mess in this room, and apologize for going to the dragon hunting ground as planned.

As a result, he was arrested.

"It's urgent, everyone has experienced this kind of thing." Captain Tudou, headed by the aftermath team, didn't mean to blame too much, and smoothed things over: "...Let's listen to it again, and it's fine if it conforms to the process."

To be on the safe side, Mr. Tom was given Veritaserum for the third time tonight.

Looking at his pale face with a tinge of blue, Zheng Qing was already a little worried that he was poisoned by the potion.

Although there were three new 'listeners', the results of the interrogation were not much different from the previous ones. The key information was covered by the powerful magic fog, and only some vague answers could be obtained at the scene.

"The London branch has a special interrogation room, and we will send you the results as soon as possible." Captain Tudou put away several documents signed by Zheng Qing, with a sincere attitude: "If there is any other need..."

"Thank you very much~www.readwn.com~ Zheng Qing pointed to the thick and short wizard named 'Rooney Pat' in the crowd: "We need him to lead the way to the dragon hunting ground of Iger's house. "

"no problem."

Captain Tudou agreed to this small request very simply: "But like everyone else, this gentleman must first sign this silent contract..."

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Nominally, Iger's dragon hunting farm is also located in Newcastle.

But because raising dragons requires a large area of ​​desolate mountains and dense woodlands to provide enough space for the fire dragons to move and hunt, the dragon hunting ground is actually not a short distance away from the 'White Crow' bar.

A group of people hung armored horse talismans, and quickly shuttled between the wilderness mountain roads. In the dead of night, everything was silent, and there was only a slight "chug" sound when the spells on the armored horse talismans flowed around.

Dylan led the way with Rooney Pate in front, and the swordsman was in the rear, with a distance of nearly 100 meters. Zheng Qing followed Xiao Xiao and Fatty Xin, full of worries.

"What are you thinking?"

The apologetic fortune teller sensed that someone wanted to say something, but kept hesitating, so he simply helped him speak in advance.

Zheng Qing gave a dry laugh and carefully looked around.

"Do you feel that some of Tom's remarks just now have a familiar feeling?" He considered using some neutral words to describe his thoughts.

There was a hint of understanding in Xiao Xiao's eyes, but he didn't speak immediately.

After a while, Fatty Xin, who had been to the North District of Beta Town for investigation, was the first to hold back. He frowned and showed a trace of hesitation on his face: "Do you also think he is a bit like those guys in the North District? The kind of magic knowledge I'm only juggling... I mean, I've seen it in previous Northside wizards... Could it be the Northside wizards behind those crows?"