Chapter 101 The wizard who walked out of the white tower
The terrifying magic fluctuation came suddenly, but it did not cause an uproar on the campus.
For some unknown reason, this wave of fluctuation only occurred within the scope of Linzhong Lake. More than ten meters away from the lake shore, there was a plump squirrel digging hazelnuts in the snow. And standing on the shore
The two young wizards, including the cobra that rolled over into a ball, were all crushed to the ground by the heavy pressure.
Elena's face was pale, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to have completely lost consciousness. The cobra, on the other hand, would flick the tip of its tail from time to time, whether it was a nervous convulsion or a sign that it still had consciousness.
Zheng Qing didn't know why he was still awake.
But he knew that his sobriety would not last long.
He tilted his head, his cheek pressed against the cold mud, breathing hard. Whether it was due to water vapor or other reasons, his vision felt a little blurry, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
From the corner of his eye, he could see the squirrel sticking its butt out, pawing it twice, standing upright and looking around, then poking it up again, pawing it twice more, its big fluffy tail trembling happily in mid-air.
go.
‘Even worse than a squirrel’
The young public-sponsored student lamented in his heart. While struggling hard to mobilize the energy in every cell, he felt the feeling of magic, consciousness, and strength being slowly drained away by external pressure.
Powerless, this was his only feeling.
Immediately behind that huge wave of magic, there was a feeling like a spring breeze blowing on his face - tension and relaxation, two completely different contradictory feelings intertwined together, making Zheng Qing's mind go blank - I don't know
Is it an illusion? In a daze, Zheng Qing always felt that he could feel the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers from the feeling on his face, the return of spring to the earth, a rich and vital atmosphere.
Even the biting cold in winter is gradually disappearing under this breath, almost disappearing.
"Snapped!"
A ray of light shot out from the white tower, like fireworks, exploding at low altitude. Colorful sparks spread in all directions, some fell on the boat, some fell on the island in the middle of the lake, and some,
Then, with a flash of fire, it fell straight towards where the two young wizards were.
At the same time, a low humming sound rippled over the lake.
With the blooming of this 'firework', the heavy pressure hanging over Linzhong Lake slowly dissipated. And in the low buzzing sound, a translucent halo also rose from the white tower,
It quickly enveloped the lakeshore including the two young wizards.
"Boom!"
A burst of fire exploded from the fireworks and fell to the ground, making a dull sound.
The fire light dissipated, and a figure in a black robe stood in front of Zheng Qing. The slow thinking of the young public-funded student seemed to realize that his safety was guaranteed. He rolled his eyes and fainted like Elena.
"Why are you still fainting?"
"This is not okay!"
Vaguely, Zheng Qing seemed to hear a somewhat familiar voice mumbling something, but he was too tired. Although the terrifying magic wave just appeared for a short time, it had a profound impact on the young wizard's spirit.
It weighed more than a thousand pounds, and now he just wanted to close his eyes and have a good sleep.
But his idea was destined to fail to come true.
"Well, wake up! Now is not the time to sleep! Why are you here?"
That familiar voice kept echoing in Zheng Qing's ears. At the same time, dazzling light penetrated his eyelids and shone on his pupils. The originally groggy young wizard gasped and slowly came back to his senses.
Taking advantage of the dimming sky, he was vaguely aware of several tall figures standing around him.
"Who, who is there...how long have I been unconscious?" Zheng Qing did not immediately answer the figure's question, but shook his head and asked in a hoarse voice: "What just happened?"
"It has nothing to do with you." A strange voice interrupted the young wizard's question, his tone seemed a little anxious: "I just want to know how much did you see just now?"
How many did you see?
Zheng Qing slowly thought about this strange question and didn't know where to start - to be precise, he didn't actually see anything: it was just that the boat had a convulsion and crashed into the forbidden area of the island in the middle of the lake, and then on the island
The seven-story small tower glowed and shot out a stream of fireworks.
Oh, by the way, the person in front of me seems to have jumped out of fireworks!
Zheng Qing squinted his eyes, trying to make his vision clearer. Before he fainted, he vaguely remembered that one of the bursts of firelight fell in front of him, revealing a figure in black robes. He remembered that voice
Very familiar. He must be one of the people in front of me.
As for the others, they must have appeared after he passed out.
The temporary blindness of the eyes due to strong stimulation is quickly fading under the effect of magic.
Zheng Qing finally saw clearly the wizards standing in front of him. Then he realized that there was nothing wrong with his memory.
Because in the crowd stood a great wizard whom he was very familiar with—Professor Yao.
At this moment, Professor Yao was facing him sideways, with a large blueprint spread out in front of him. He was gesturing on it with his fingers. He raised his head from time to time and looked around Linzhong Lake. There were also several strangers with the same old faces and black robes.
The wizards gathered around Lao Yao, discussing something quietly but intensely.
"Professor?" Zheng Qing murmured, blinking hard, wanting to know if this was his hallucination.
"Papa!!" A young wizard with high cheekbones and a center parting squatted down in front of Zheng Qing. He snapped his fingers twice and emphasized in an impatient voice: "Attention! Attention!"
Only then did Zheng Qing come to his senses: "What?"
Maybe it was the snap of the young wizard's fingers that destroyed the atmosphere around him, or maybe he noticed that Zheng Qing had woken up. Professor Yao turned his head and glanced here, then nodded and whispered instructions to an old wizard next to him.
After saying something, he left the drawing and walked straight towards the young public-funded student.
"Professor!" The young wizard with high cheekbones stood up immediately.
"Well, you first go and help them sort out the chaotic magic fluctuations and eliminate the sequelae of the outbreak just now." Old Yao took out his pipe from his arms and nodded at the government-funded student lying on the ground: "Just leave these two children to me.
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"Okay, Professor." The young wizard replied respectfully, turned and left.
At the same time, Zheng Qing's ears heard Elena's low exclamation: "What time is it now...what just happened?!"
The young public-funded student struggled, sat up, and looked into the distance following the shocked gaze of the gypsy witch.
It was only then that he realized for the first time that the lakeside, which was supposed to be a winter scene, was now covered with greenery and full of spring.