In many cases, people unconsciously participate in the process of history and create major historical events.

A lot of times, big changes happen right next to you. Before you know it, history has silently taken a big step forward. And when you suddenly look back, you will deeply realize your ignorance and powerlessness.

All people can feel is the shock brought by the footsteps of history.

For a long history, every step forward will take years, decades, or even hundreds of years. But it only takes a day or two for people to feel the tremors when their feet fall.

The day or two didn't really change anything.

They will only be used as traces of change, engraved in the long river of history, and turned into profound footprints for future generations to hang onto.

In the second semester of the 2008-2009 academic year, in the eleventh week after the start of the school year, sensitive historians and soothsayers felt a faint tremor that was large and small. They threw down the yellowed scrolls in their hands, scorched the whitening bone fragments and tortoise shells in panic, and stared at the crystal ball until both the eyeballs and the crystal ball turned red, but found nothing.

This is not surprising.

Because the world is still so calm and orderly, without the slightest repression before the storm.

This week, the hunters of the wizarding world are still hunting the indigenous gods in the new world, the exploration team of the wizarding world is wandering the depths of the starry sky to communicate with different civilizations, the nine four seasons of the wizarding world are still bustling with people, a large number of magical materials and alchemy products are traded and paid between different entities, and the new wizard robes and new versions of the magic books make the young wizards smile.

This week, on Phuket Island, deep in the Silent Forest, two rats are melting down the first brass ingots to make the body of a god with the help of a imprisoned doctor, a wandering wizard and the Duke of Milton have been in a long conversation all night in the box at the top of the bar, coordinating the steps of the Moonlit Council and the Dark Council as they dance, and a yellow-and-white fur civet cat squatting on a dusty bookshelf and watching the winding streets through the dirty glass window.

This week, at First University, a little witch who likes to faint faints again, this time as if because of anemia, the student council organizes an informal hearing to discuss who is more at fault between the two publicly-funded students, but there is a quarrel on the spot, and an old student who repeats a grade twice, with the encouragement of his girlfriend, is trying to muster up the courage to face the isolation shared by the two colleges.

"They can never isolate a person who is willing to open their hearts," Liu Feifei whispered in Nicholas' ear as she accompanied him into the teaching building: "Smile at every student who is willing to smile at you, smile at every student who pretends not to see you...... If you're warm, you won't feel cold when others are close to you. ”

The hot breath from the witch's lips brushed against his ears, making Nicholas's heart itch a little.

He twisted his body uneasily, and happened to see Zheng Qing walking past the neighborhood with a depressed expression holding a pile of textbooks. He glanced down at the witch beside him, who blinked and silently encouraged him.

Nicholas took a light breath and tried to greet Zheng Qing in a brisk voice: "How is the hearing? I heard Fei Fei say that you did well at the hearing......

Before the words fell, he felt the soft flesh on his waist being twisted by a pair of slender fingers, and he suddenly gasped.

The witch is annoyed by the boy's silly question, and the wizard doesn't know what he's saying wrong.

He's obviously very sincere.

Zheng Qing, who was originally depressed because of the noisy voices at the hearing, couldn't help but tug the corners of his mouth and smiled after hearing Nicholas's clumsy and stiff way of greeting: "Then she must not have told you that I was knocked out by strikeouts." ”

He was referring to the fact that in the first round of questioning, he was disqualified by the presidium from answering questions because he had exceeded the outline. But it's clear that Nicholas didn't understand the sports memes that Zheng Qing used in his self-sarcasm.

"Strikeout...... Out?" Nicholas repeated the word blankly, looking at Liu Feifei a little confused, not knowing how to speak next.

The witch sighed slightly, then changed her smile and looked at Zheng Qing: "It's okay, it's just an informal hearing...... Listening to what the seniors in the student council meant, the student council probably just wanted to find an excuse to let the people of Alpha and the people of Jiuyou sit together and chat, and see if they can ease the tension on both sides. ”

There is still a reason for this?!

When Zheng Qing heard this, he was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized. No wonder this hearing was held so hastily and without allowing him to engage in a more in-depth and direct debate with Seprano. But he doesn't think the hearing has had much positive effect on the tensions between the two colleges.

"It's impossible to alleviate it, and there is no way to alleviate it this semester. Just like today's meeting, the two sides did not take out the law book to fight each other, it was already because Augustus and Lei Zhe were present to suppress it. Zheng Qing said, glancing at Nicholas: "Unless they reach a consensus on something, they can barely talk to each other......"

Nicholas was not stupid, and immediately understood the meaning of Zheng Qing's words, and the expression on his face suddenly became much more depressed.

From the current point of view, he who is disliked by Jiuyou and Alpha seems to be such a 'consensus'. Liu Feifei obviously noticed this, revealing a trace of uneasiness.

"It's Lao Yao's 'Philosophy of Magic' in the afternoon, why did you still bring a textbook in the language of the fishman?" she looked at the textbooks in Zheng Qing's arms, trying to change the topic to a lighter one.

Hearing this, Zheng Qing sighed deeply.

"There's a hole in my head," he said unconcernedly, sarcastic, as he explained, "I don't know what to think about in the morning, but I always feel that this afternoon is a fish-man lesson...... So I brought the wrong book. ”

While speaking, the three of them had already walked to the corner of the second floor. Around the corner, a stone statue with a sword in both hands looks at every passing student expressionlessly, and in the portrait of a famous alumnus hanging on the wall, an old wizard is napping with his head drooped.

"Zheng Qing?" an abrupt voice interrupted the small talk between the three young wizards.

Zheng Qing heard the prestige.

I saw a tall witch in a red robe greeting him with a smile. She looked a little familiar, but for a moment, Zheng Qing couldn't remember where he had seen her.

Fortunately, the witch didn't let him think about it carefully.

"I'm also an assistant in Professor Montella's lab, have you finished the rune analysis that the professor arranged for you to complete some time ago? Why haven't I seen you go to the lab in the past two weeks?"

Zheng Qing showed a bitter gourd face.

"Well, I've already asked the professor for leave, and I may not be able to go to the lab for some other things in the past two weeks......" Thinking of Professor Montella's stern face, and then thinking that he hadn't been to the lab for three consecutive weeks, the young public-funded student couldn't help but feel a little weak: "You can find other assistants to help with rune analysis, I'm really sorry." ”

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