To Mr. "Not long ago", to Zheng Qing, it seems to have been a long, long time ago.
If the young public-sponsored student remembers correctly, it happened at the end of April when he entered the blank space. In a few days, it will become something that happened 'last year'.
Just thinking about it, the boy suddenly felt a little dazed, and subconsciously looked at a bookshelf not far away. Between several thick reference books, there was a transparent ball, and a strange small tree in the ball was swaying slightly.
, as if greeting him.
His eyes seemed to have been burned, and he suddenly looked away.
"You once said,"
The wizard tried hard to get rid of the throbbing that flashed through his heart, and echoed his husband's words in a dry voice: "'The most exciting thing in the pursuit of truth is that you can never control all the variables'... Maybe you
It would be more appropriate to replace 'accident' with 'variable'."
"bingo!"
The gentleman put down the tea cup, snapped his fingers, and his face became more and more interested: "And in this world, as a 'forbidden spell' that can break all rules, it is most likely to produce 'accidents' or 'variables' near it..."
Well, no wonder there have been more and more messy things going on in school over the years... Such an obvious rule, why didn't I notice it before..."
As he spoke, he raised his eyelids, glanced at the young public-funded student, and then nodded thoughtfully: "Before you, the fourth generation, every forbidden spell was jointly mastered by many wizards, and casting it also required the concerted efforts of many wizards.
Working together, there has never been a situation where great power is combined in one body... The dispersion of the mantras leads to a reduction in the attraction to 'accidents', and the concentration of mantras means a strengthening of the attraction to 'accidents'... I have always felt that you are around me
Accidents happen frequently because you have more contact with me. Now it seems that your own problems are bigger."
On the desk, the yellow raccoon pricked up its ears at some point and became absent-minded while playing with the little fox.
In front of the small red clay stove, Zheng Qing poured himself a cup of tea without being seen by anyone else.
The warm tea finally made his throat feel less dry.
"Is there any way to avoid such 'accidents'?" The young public-funded student thought carefully about his words: "For example, transformation, or some kind of guardian magic?"
"If an accident can be avoided, it is no longer an accident."
The gentleman said something very philosophical, raised the tea cup in his hand, and clinked it with the cup in the boy's hand: "But your words gave me another inspiration... Since 'accidents' or 'variables' will be banned by a curse
Attraction, does that mean that relying on this forbidden spell, we can find a way to construct a second forbidden spell that uses 'accidents or variables' as a convergence method? If this forbidden spell is successfully constructed, then 'accidents or variables'
It will never be a problem for you again."
Zheng Qing came to the bookstore tonight. It was originally a Christmas gift for the little fox.
He never expected to hear such advice from Mr.
"What a... surprising solution."
The young government-funded student chewed a tea leaf that fell into his mouth, tasting the bitterness it brought, and smacked his lips: "...it's a definite surprise."
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When Zheng Qing and his husband were discussing the 'accident' in front of the small red clay stove.
Korma also encountered an accident of his own.
When she followed Zheng Qing and Su Shijun into Sanyou Bookstore, the dark store suddenly lit up with orange lights. From the darkness to the lamp, the slightly dazzling light made her squint.
Squint.
Then, when she opened her eyes again, Zheng Qing and Su Shijun walking in front of her had long disappeared.
The slightly cramped bookstore is densely packed with bookshelves, criss-crossing each other, and there is a strong sense of oppression. Looking up, you can barely see the color of the ceiling, and the long and narrow aisles between the bookshelves can't be seen at a glance.
, leading directly to extremely deep places, giving people the feeling of looking directly at the boundless starry sky or the endless seabed, which makes people feel fearful.
"The ocean of knowledge is more suffocating than the ocean of truth."
An old and gentle voice sounded in the witch's ears: "This kind of suffocation is on the spiritual level, which is more desperate than the physical level. But just like the sentence in the library of Jiuyou Academy - only the firm
Faith can guide you and prevent you from getting lost in the ocean of knowledge. Well, that’s probably what that sentence means.”
The voice seemed to be right next to her.
Kolma was startled, but she tried hard to resist the urge to take a step back, because she clearly remembered that the door was behind her, and she would exit the door if she stepped back further.
After suppressing her fright for a moment, she noticed that the speaker was a slightly pudgy old wizard, wearing black round glasses, with a yellow tabby on his shoulder, standing not far away from her.
Looking at her with a smile.
The yellow-flowered raccoon tail drooped from the old wizard's chest, waving feebly, looking bored.
"I……"
As soon as she said a word, the old wizard raised a finger and shook it slightly. The witch immediately found that she had lost the ability to speak.
"I am Zheng Qing's husband, and I am probably the person you want to meet."
The old wizard waved and walked towards the depths of the bookshelf. As he walked, he said calmly: "Don't worry about other people. Everyone has their own destiny... I know what you want to do here."
Ask for my opinion. But I must tell you that you need to make your own decision on that matter."
"Youth, ignorance and recklessness are all synonymous in my opinion. And they are closely related to 'accidents'. Sometimes, decisions made by 'accidents' are often better than the 'thoughtful' results of the elderly."
"Just like your appearance in the bookstore today was an accident."
"This accident may bring you good luck, or it may bring you trouble in the future. I will not let 'authority' affect any of your decisions, but I hope you can sort it out from a higher perspective.
The decision I made...ah, I found it!"
The gentleman took out a book from the bookshelf, turned around, and handed it to the witch behind him. After a slight hesitation, he reminded the witch with disdain in his eyes: "... In the following days, you will face betrayal and slander.
Framed, isolated, bullied, abandoned, painful and other describable and unspeakable experiences. Sometimes I even face the doubts and suspicions of the entire wizarding world."
"Can you hold on?"
"No, don't answer me now... I hope that after a long, long time, when you think of this conversation again, you can happily pick up the tea cup in front of you and throw a sugar cube into it."
As he said that, the gentleman pulled out a tray from somewhere. There was a cup of hot tea and a small box of sugar cubes on the tray. The gentleman picked up the clip in the box, picked up a piece of sugar cube and threw it into the tea, and then handed the tea cup to the person in front of him.
The witch smiled slightly: "The tea is very fragrant and very bitter. Adding some sugar will make it less bitter... Just like this."
Korma took the tea cup in confusion.
The next second, her eyes flashed, and she had appeared behind the bar on the first floor of Sakura Tavern. The tea cup in her hand was still filled with pearly mist, and the sugar cube in the cup had already melted into the tea.
The witch frowned, hesitated for a few seconds, brought the tea cup to her mouth, and took a sip.
The astringent sweetness penetrates the heart and spleen.
Then she looked at the book in her hand. The title made her frown slightly, but she couldn't help but smile knowingly - it was "Into the First University" which many people in the school knew but few people read seriously.