Hunting College

"Let's say, is there anything coming today? You are not the kind of kid who wastes time."

The Rat Fairy did not continue to reminisce about the old. The slender toes hit the hardwood armrest of the black armchair. The rhythm was not rushed, and the tone of voice was as calm as before.

After only hesitating for a few seconds, Kolma took out the note and asked: "Is this what you mean?"

The Rat Fairy raised his eyebrows slightly, before seeing any movement, he saw the note flying from the witch's hand, floating in front of it, and unfolding in the air.

It carefully read the message above.

After a while.

"Child, you know me." The Rat Fairy returned the note to the witch, and the beard on the corner of his mouth flicked: "If I mean this, I will let the child in the red vest tell you about it in person. "

Kolma was relieved and let out a long sigh.

"I'm very sad." The Rat Fairy immediately added: "Because of your suspicion."

A sweet smile appeared on the witch's face immediately: "In fact, this note is just an excuse, giving me a reason to visit you."

"Huh huh?!" The Rat Fairy tilted his head, looked sideways at Colmar, and made a long and skeptical voice in his nose.

"I also brought you a gift." The witch quickly took out a stack of silk scarves from her pocket, and carried them out individually, muttering: "This red one is a gift for the New Year this year, and this blue one is Last Christmas, and this yellow one was last Mid-Autumn Festival..."

The witches counted down one by one, and there were a lot of them, thirty or forty, bunched together, colorful and really beautiful.

Of course, just being beautiful doesn't impress an old mouse, it's hard to say whether he still likes such fancy things at his age.

In contrast, the Rat Fairy cares more about the heart in these silk scarves.

With his profound magical ability, he could easily recognize that the scarves that the witch took out were not a bargain bought on a whim at the Green Grocery Store in the pedestrian street, but made by himself. What makes it even more moving is that these silk scarves are embroidered with time, reason, blessings, etc., so that people can judge which silk scarf is a gift at a glance.

"Always giving these fancy things is of no use." The Rat Fairy complained insincerely.

"Don't?" Colmar changed his face: "Mouse, you have changed. You weren't like this back then."

This name seems to be a little bit small, it is a long time ago, when Kolma was a little girl, she used to be called after making friends with a mouse in the forest. Since the witch grew up, the Rat Fairy hasn't heard such a name for a long time.

He looked down left and right, a little disturbed.

Fortunately, fortunately, the mice in the red vests around him are very well-behaved, watching their noses, their beards, and their beards shaking, but there is no laughter.

"Cough!" The Rat Fairy coughed, and his toes slightly hooked. The colorful scarf in the witch's hand flew out and fell into the robe pocket of the Rat Fairy, disappearing without a trace.

The corners of the witch's lips twitched in satisfaction.

The beard at the corner of Mouse Fairy's mouth trembled, and he bluntly pulled the topic away: "I just read that note...Are you planning to finish that idea this year? It's not an easy thing...and it's not a smart choice. "

Mention of this incident, the tenderness on Kolma's face disappeared, and her expression became a little bit cold:

"If this is really an easy task, the Wizarding League will not allow the northern district of Beta Town to become a site for jugglers. If everyone learns the ways of smart people, then the'concave area' of Beta Town will always be Sunken down."

As if sensing the slightest dissatisfaction of the girl, the mouse fairy quickly denied: "No, no, no, I am not preventing you from doing this...I just think you can arrange your time more reasonably."

Having said that, it hesitated for a few seconds, and added vaguely: "The school will not be calm this year...a lot of trouble. Maybe this is not a good opportunity to initiate change."

"There has never been a suitable opportunity, only the difference between doing and not doing." The witch said seriously.

The Rat Fairy finally did not continue to dissuade him, and he tapped his toes on the hardwood handrail.

"It's okay, it's okay." It nodded slightly: "Blessings depend on misfortunes, and misfortunes fall on them. Under the tumbling waves, maybe it can help cover up the small ripples you make."

"Where do you plan to set up the circle? Are all the materials ready? What about the personnel arrangements?" The Rat Fairy asked several questions one after another.

The confidence in Colmar's eyes finally receded a bit.

She remembered the conversation with the Gypsy witch not long ago.

"Materials and personnel are ready." Colmar paused, and then honestly replied: "It's the place where the array is deployed. We originally planned to be in the school and chose a very secret place...but Because I received this note, I wondered if something was exposed. So everyone is wondering whether to change to a secret realm or a small world to do this."

"Oh?" The Mouse Fairy raised his arm, pinched his beard, and narrowed his eyes: "It is not easy to find a secret place on Phuket Island that has not been marked by the school...or, almost An impossible thing. As far as I know, the small world around this island has been searched hundreds of times by the school, and it will be swept away with surveillance magic when you see the sky."

"Want to do something under their nose... difficult. Not to mention this sensitive time now."

Hearing the answer from the Rat Fairy, the witch was rarely depressed for a moment.

It is true that when she mentioned her plan to the Gypsy Witch, she did have this concern. But because of lack of experience, she still naively thinks that as long as you search carefully ~www.ltnovel.com~, you can always find something that meets her requirements.

Since the Rat Fairy felt that the possibility was very low, for her, the possibility of accomplishing this matter was almost zero.

But the Rat Fairy's next sentence made her overjoyed, and gave her a feeling of a bright future.

"Almost impossible, it doesn't mean there is no hope at all." The mouse fairy twirled his beard, squinted, his eyes fell in the depths of the dark silent forest, and his voice became a little longer: "I always think that you are lucky... Whether it was when I was lost in the woods and met me when I was young, or I was born in the North District but became the vice chairman of the student union of the first university. Your luck has always been good."

Kolma resisted her urge to argue. She felt that the "luck" mentioned by the Rat Fairy was more like the result of her hard work. For example, when she was lost when she was a child, she cried and walked in the woods almost all day! You know, at that time she was still a little girl less than six years old! As for the vice chairman of the student union, it is the result of her hard work, hard work and so on.

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