Red and black clothes piled up together to form a pointed hill, crowding the sink next to the desk and giving off a choking smell.
Occasionally, there will be a few blowflies dragging their fat bellies, trudging hard among the folds of the hills. From time to time, they will blow the trumpet and hum a few tunes, which makes people even more upset.
There are large brown and white stains on these clothes, as if someone spilled broth on them, or as if someone rolled in the mud a few times wearing these clothes, and there are even many indescribable and suspicious yellow marks.
——It’s impossible to tell what material these clothes are made of just by looking at them with the naked eye.
Zheng Qing tried poking at the dirty clothes with the barrel of his quill pen.
It feels hard in the hand, as if it is being poked into soft wood.
"What is this!" Li Meng covered her small nose and yelled in a high-pitched voice. The furry bear named Li Neng seemed to have been smoked by these pickled things, and was desperately trying to kill the little witch.
I was struggling in my backpack, trying to stay away from this terrifying area.
"If we are to touch these things, I will choose a dog leash." Not far from Li Meng, a witch with a pointed chin poked the dirty robe in the sink with a quill, then brought the pen tip to her eyes, and then
He threw it far away with a look of disgust on his face.
As the squad leader, Jiang Yu naturally couldn't be as casual as others, so she could only stand in front of the sink and try her best to show that she didn't care.
Zheng Qing grinned and looked around.
Sure enough, against the background of the girls, the wizards all had expressions of indifference - from the perspective of the young public-funded students, it was hard to say which expression was worse.
"...No qualified wizard should be walking around in dirty robes."
"That's a homeless man from the North District of Beta Town, not a wizard!"
"As students of First University, you must pay special attention to your own image. You must not lower yourself to the level of a magician..."
On the podium, Professor Tian turned around tremblingly, tapped the blackboard with the cane in his hand, and emphasized: "It only requires a fixed sentence spell, plus less than half a page, the analysis process only requires twenty lines of spells.
Style, you can come to class every day wearing clean robes... Is there anything simpler than this?"
"No...there is..." the students responded sparsely with their voices raised. Because many people held their noses and answered, their voices were mixed with a strong nasal sound, and when combined together, it became even more weird.
The old professor had seen this kind of scene many times and didn't take it seriously at all. He just knocked on the blackboard again: "Have you copied it down?"
All the students in the hall seemed to have woken up from a dream, and they all took out pens and papers and began to quickly copy the spell analysis on the blackboard.
When Zheng Qing raised his head after copying the mantra, in front of the classroom, three huge wooden basins were floating tremblingly not far from the lecture desk, just like the old woman on the podium.
There were piles of dirty clothes piled up in the tub, which looked dirtier than those in everyone's washbasin.
Li Meng raised her head and watched in horror as the wooden basin less than one meter away from her head swayed in the air, almost sliding under the table.
Even Jiang Yu couldn't maintain his usual composure at times like this, and his face looked extremely pale.
"Before we formally teach today's spell, let's talk about other related topics."
"I know that some students have been exposed to related cleaning spells in middle school... Can anyone give me a chestnut?" The old professor poked his head and looked out from the gap between several wooden basins.
She didn't care about the dirty robes in the tub.
Jiang Yu immediately raised his hand.
"Scourgify!" She did not open the Dharma book, but snapped her fingers at the wooden basin above Li Meng's head.
A burst of starlight flashed by, and the clothes in the tub suddenly looked much cleaner.
"Ah, the old spell from Europa... I haven't heard it for many years." The old professor nodded with satisfaction: "There is no need to use complicated spells, but through the resonance of magic words and gestures to achieve the effect of accurate spell casting.
...The advantages are obvious, convenient and fast, but the disadvantages are equally outstanding - we can agree that the dirt on these clothes is gone, but it is difficult to admit that these clothes have been 'cleaned'."
"Many old-school wizards on the Europa side still like to use this spell, which always leaves a rotten smell on their robes... because this spell cannot completely remove the larvae of the demon-loving mites and the remains of the Cercospora."
"This is also the smell of wizards in the minds of many white people, a weird smell."
"Reward Jiang Yu with one credit!" The old professor waved his hand and rushed the basin of slightly clean clothes not far away: "Is there any other way?"
The classroom suddenly fell into silence.
For these young wizards who are not professional "laundrymen", knowing a cleaning spell is already a rare and valuable thing.
Zheng Qing looked around and saw that no one stood up. He hesitated and finally raised his hand.
"Classmate Zheng Qing?" The old professor waved, pointed to the wooden basin on the left, and said, "I'll leave this basin to you."
Zheng Qing stood up a little shyly, and then, amidst the encouraging gestures of the old professor and the surprised eyes of his companions, he carried his gray cloth bag and ran to the front row of the classroom.
"What I know is not a spell." He explained to the professor in a low voice and took out a light yellow talisman from his pocket.
There was a sudden sound in the hall.
After the talisman paper was attached to the wooden basin, a wisp of green smoke immediately rose up and evenly enveloped the entire wooden basin.
When the smoke dissipated, the dirty clothes in the basin looked brand new and seemed to emit a fresh smell.
Li Meng wrinkled her small nose and immediately reached out her hand to grab the public-funded student.
"Give me two quickly!" She threatened in a low voice: "Or I will ask Lin Guo to resign from your hunting team!"
This was a very effective threat, and Zheng Qing's face immediately wrinkled up.
But before the little witch could wait for the fruits of victory, Jiang Yu grabbed her ears and carried her back.
"Very good, very good!" Professor Tian's eyes were completely attracted by Zheng Qing's wooden basin, and he did not notice the interaction between him and the little witch.
The old professor held the cane between his arms, patted his palms with his skinny fingers, and praised repeatedly: "Very advanced skills in using runes. I will reward classmate Zheng Qing with two credits."
Then, she turned to look at other students and explained: "This talisman has twelve runes embedded in it, five of which are outside the scope of the registered wizard assessment... And the talisman used in this talisman
The nesting technique is something that few, even experienced registered wizards, have mastered."
"In fact, wizards who can master such advanced skills and knowledge of runes rarely waste time on such runes... It's as funny as a great wizard meticulously preparing tranquilizers."
"Well, since you are already on stage, there is no need to go down for the time being." The old professor knocked the last wooden basin in front of him with the cane in his hand, indicating: "Today we will learn a spell that suits your status... Neither
It’s too ancient, leaving the decaying atmosphere of history on your clothes; it’s not too difficult, to the point where you need to master thousands of runes to learn it.”
Zheng Qing stood by the podium with a sad face.
Next to it is a basin of dirty clothes that smells bad.
In front of him was the triumphant smiling face of little witch Li Meng.