Every May and June, the four colleges of First University will invite young wizards of appropriate age in the wizarding world to participate in the annual "Wizard College Entrance Examination".
Young wizards who pass the test can receive an admission letter from the First University - which means they can go further on the road to wizarding.
Wizards who fail the test will have difficulty accessing advanced magical knowledge in their future careers.
It is no exaggeration to say that for all wizards, this is a fateful exam.
But every year some little wizards miss this exam for various reasons.
Some people are sick, and some people are traveling far away.
There are also many people who missed this exam because the introduction magic of First University could not reach them.
Like a gypsy witch.
As one of the oldest witch genealogies in Europe, the whereabouts of Gypsy witches are very secretive. They stay outside the mainstream wizarding society all year round and use various complex spell formations to cover their tracks.
If the Witches' Council had not always reserved seats for the Gypsy Witches, many wizards would have forgotten the existence of this group.
The admission magic of the First University Admissions Committee is often thwarted by the protective spells of these witches.
In view of this, after coordination with many parties, First University has implemented a make-up examination system to practice the concept of fairness to the greatest extent.
These students who enter First University through make-up examinations are called transfer students.
Elena is a transfer student from First University.
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"Wait for me!" the witch waved from the other side of the street.
Zheng Qing grabbed Fatty Xin and waited obediently on the side of the road.
Elena wore a pair of beige patent leather fish-mouth high heels, clunking, and trotted all the way to Zheng Qing's side.
Zheng Qing couldn't help but straighten his body, trying to appear more upright. However, the large red robe on his body silently covered up this effort.
Elena's long burgundy wavy hair is casually draped over her shoulders, covering her white neck. A black chiffon gauze dress paired with a red high-waisted slanted skirt looks charming.
At this moment, she was holding a Kun bag in her left hand, and unfolded a pair of tarot cards in her right hand as a small fan, gently fanning the wind.
Zheng Qing wrinkled his nose, and the rich and fragrant breath of violet filled his chest for an instant, making people feel a little intoxicated.
"Are you just wearing hospital robes?" She turned her face sideways and looked at Zheng Qing curiously.
The orange sunset paints the streets.
The slightly drunken sunlight passed through the fine fuzz on her cheeks, making them appear softer and gentler.
Zheng Qing opened his mouth, but his mind went blank.
"I just said you should wear other clothes!" Fatty Xin next to him muttered.
"It's not bad to wear a hospital robe, it looks refreshing." Elena's eyebrows were arched.
Zheng Qing chuckled and glanced at the hospital robe he was wearing.
After waking up in the afternoon, the two lazy people argued on their respective beds for thirty seconds, and finally decided to wear the bright red robes issued by the courtyard to attend the party.
But after arriving in Beta Town, the two of them already had some regrets.
As far as I could see, there were very few people wearing hospital uniforms on the streets.
Apart from the need to wear academic robes every Monday and Friday and other formal occasions, First University does not have many requirements for students' daily attire.
Under the long-term influence and influence, each college has developed different dressing styles from its own culture.
Alpha wizards like simple white linen clothes, while witches like to wear long white skirts with fringes and pleats.
The wizards of Jiuyou Academy like dark red uniforms, while the girls like more gorgeous red-colored trains.
Students of Atlas often wear long golden cloaks outside their clothes, while students of Starry Sky Academy prefer to use blue tight-fitting vests to show their charm and power.
But no matter how the costumes in the wizarding world change, they are always inextricably related to the costumes in the White House world.
In the long history, although wizards have always looked down at the white men in the world, they have never given up this behavior of looking down. To borrow the words of a great wizard: "They do not have the talents given by God, but they
Creativity can stimulate our inspiration.”
Although Elena is a witch, Zheng Qing feels that her figure is constantly stimulating his inspiration.
Beautiful words and poems poured out from the bottom of my heart, but when they came to my lips, they only turned into one word in embarrassment.
"So beautiful." He murmured.
"What?" The witch who was fanning raised her eyebrows and asked curiously.
"Oh, I mean, the weather is really nice today! Ah, hahaha." Zheng Qing didn't expect her hearing to be so sensitive, and she felt embarrassed that her secrets were being revealed.
Fatty Xin lowered his head and laughed muffledly.
Zheng Qing stretched out his finger and poked him hard several times.
The three of them strolled along the street toward the party destination.
Zheng Qing glanced at the witch beside him and finally couldn't help but speak.
"I think you are dressed very beautifully today." He hesitated for a long time, then mustered up the courage to praise.
"Thank you. Your cufflinks are also very beautiful." Elena smiled happily and praised: "I heard everyone say that you can write all the basic talismans silently, which is really amazing!"
"It's all stupid skills." Zheng Qing said modestly, waving his hands repeatedly, but the smile on his face could not stop no matter what.
"Are those rumors true?" Elena's big eyes suddenly flashed, she came closer to Zheng Qing, and asked in a low voice: "It's about suppressing the wild monsters in Four Seasons Square and saving a group of elves. And, are you really?
A descendant of the Kunlun Dao Lineage?"
Zheng Qing suppressed his smile and hesitated how to answer.
Because the rumors Irina mentioned are either true or false.
For example, the wild boar demon did fall asleep under his own talisman;
For another example, I did save a group of elves - even now I am still worried about their lives.
But no matter what, rumors are rumors after all.
These rumors were really hateful, and Zheng Qing looked troubled.
"Of course it's true!" Fatty Xin next to him saw that Zheng Qing hadn't spoken for a long time. He thought he couldn't save face, so he put his arm around his shoulders, stretched out his thumb and boasted: "My brother Qing doesn't like to show off, but who among the freshmen doesn't?
You know what he’s capable of—those elves are still staying in our dormitory!”
"No, no, no." Zheng Qing waved his hands in panic and denied.
Looking at Elena's adoring expression, he had the intention to vaguely admit these things.
But after all, there is no way to achieve understanding.
"I don't know how to use thunder spells, and the talismans I draw are not that powerful."
"I did save a group of elves, but I didn't stop the banshee. In fact, this was the result of everyone working together."
"And I'm not a descendant of Kunlun. Of course, I did learn from the same Taoist lineage, but in fact I don't know which sect I belong to. I haven't officially started yet, and the teacher has never told me."
"As for the gossip in school, it's just gossip."
Zheng Qing poured out all the words he had accumulated for a long time in one breath, and his heart felt much more relaxed.
He looked at Elena sincerely and said:
"I just hope these rumors won't affect your mood."
Fatty Xin stamped his feet and sighed, with a look of hatred on his face.