Chapter 357:

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When I woke up and opened my eyes dimly, sunlight shot from the half-closed door gap to the bed. And Vija and Rem, who lived together, had long since disappeared. I stretched out my arms lazily. It has been a long time since I slept so comfortably. Since I woke up, I either couldn’t fall asleep or did something weird. Although he dreamed of Safrot, every time he met was heartache and accident.
When I walked out of the room and looked at the bright sunshine, my heart seemed to warm up a lot. I walked slowly all the way, and I didn't even meet a person, so this is a school, except for the similar building, there is really nothing in common.
Since I've overslept and didn't know where to go to class, I just wandered around again, but when I just walked out of the dormitory area and stepped into the sunny and sunny campus, it was very unfortunate. Met the black-rimmed glasses with the black-rimmed glasses, "Why are you still wandering around here, what time is it now, why not go to class?"
For her seriousness, although there is no disgust, but she has no good feelings, so that when I see her as a whole, I feel bad. I smiled coldly and walked around her, "There is no stipulation in the school rules when to go to class, right?"
"You... You stop for me!" She stared in amazement, she forgot to block me at first, and finally turned and chased after her, "What kind of tone are you, is this the tone that should be used to talk to the teacher? ?"
"Aren't you some black-rimmed glasses? When did you become a teacher?" I wanted to leave it alone. If she doesn't offend me, naturally I won't offend her. After all, I'm only a passer-by, so it's better to avoid trouble. But since she chased her up, then she can't blame me. Thinking about this, I slowly turned around, looked at her, and said nothing, but this is not a simple gaze, it means a lot, for example: Don’t think you should have a title of black-rimmed glasses. To be respected by others, to me, you are just a child, a child under half my age.
"You..." She looked straight into my eyes, and of course she couldn't see anything.
"If you can, please tell me where I should go to class, otherwise I have to go on wandering around. If I walk into the night shift place then, it is not my fault." Seeing her about to have an attack, I suddenly smiled in my heart, again Treat yourself as a passer-by, a passer-by who does not intend to cause trouble.
"You..." With her clenched fist, she didn't even have a chance to make a move. All of a sudden her face turned green. But facing her identity as a teacher, she had to take me to the place of class. Under the leadership, I came to a large lecture hall. Of course, it was already full of people at this time, and even the instructors were there.
"Mag! You'd better be optimistic about your students, otherwise you will be punished with you." Mrs. Black Frame (as she is called for the time being) stared at her two big fiery eyes, gritted her teeth and threatened McGonagall sitting in the classroom. .
"Yes, black-rimmed glasses." McGonagall hurriedly lowered his head and agreed, then waved to me and let me sit in an empty seat beside him. At this time, I was in a history class. It was about the history and legends of the blood family. In fact, the lecturer didn’t know anything at all. Most of them quoted legends. When giving lectures, they usually use "probably", "like", "legend" and "maybe" Even if he didn't use these words, he wouldn't dare to use the word affirmation. After listening to them for a while, I concluded that he, a genuine teacher, was not as good as one-tenth of Saffrot's.
Safrot. . . . Where are you all? When I think of this name, my spirit feels a little dazed.
"This classmate?"
I looked up and met the teacher's eyes on the podium.
"It's you!" With the strong reminder of McGonagall's elbow, I stood up, "What's the matter?"
"Be careful in class. Now answer my question, do the third-generation vampires really exist?" He said, looking down at his preparation textbook, waiting for my answer.
When I heard that it was the problem, I smiled faintly. Although I paid attention to everything just now, to me, this kind of problem is like asking how many people in your family, "Of course it exists."
"Oh? It seems that you didn't listen to my lecture at all, but since you think it exists, then you can talk about it. What are the third generations?"
When I heard the teacher say this, the other students sitting in the room laughed and whispered. The teacher reluctantly closed the notebook and walked off the podium. He came to me with disdain in his eyes. "Well, students are quiet. Listen to this student talk about the third generation she knows. This teacher has taught for so many years. , I really haven’t heard of the third generation!"
"Let's start!" Looking back at me with a smile.
I cracked the corner of my mouth coldly, and said coldly, "The third generation has thirteen, among them Charipério, Fettrich, Secruth, Brina, Estir have disappeared, as for Others, maybe some disappeared, but at least Sforex and Roxborough are still alive."
"You... Are you true? Do you have any evidence?" The teacher who was about to laugh at me was stunned.
"Do you have evidence that what I said was false?"
"I... Okay, I'll ask the teacher in the night class for this, and I will give you an accurate answer tomorrow." The teacher did not come to the stage this time, turned angrily and returned to the podium, continuing his approach to fairy tales. Historical explanation.
And I continued to look out the window, and suddenly a figure flashed and stopped under the shadow of the wall not far away.
It seems someone is hungry!
This is my only thought at this time, perhaps a habitual answer.
The class soon ended, but whether I was sleeping or waking up, listening or playing, the lecturer didn't bother me again. Maybe he was afraid that I would say something he couldn't answer, or he couldn't confirm the fact.
After class, the security stipulates that everyone has two hours of dining and rest time, and then there will be military training, which is the afternoon class.
The food was delivered to the classroom by a special person, perhaps because we were afraid that we would run around.
"What's the matter? Don't like it?" McGonagall smiled as he watched me staring at the food in Diezhong.
"No." I lowered my head to eat, potato fried rice, this is Lace's favorite food, but the taste after a hundred years is not the same as before.
"Oh, that's good. Because the food here is always fixed, you can't choose by yourself." McGonagall said helplessly and shook his head. She became a smile and patted Vicia on the head, "Eat slowly, there is still a lot of time!"
After a few days of observation, I am sure that he is a good teacher, but why did he bring these lovely and innocent students here and let them lose everything, including their lives?
I looked at him, but I really couldn't understand.
"By the way, I don't know what your name is!" McGonagall suddenly turned his head and met my gaze, but he smiled and didn't care about my observation.
"My name is Jing now!" I lowered my head and swallowed the last bite of rice.
"What is it called Jing now, didn't you call Jing before?" Baia had eaten it long ago and was gnawing on the apple in her hand.
"Not before, but sometimes." I picked up the apple and walked out of the classroom. Everyone was looking at me going out, but no one came to stop me except McGonagall, "Jing, where do you want to go?"
"Toilet!" I walked out of the classroom and walked all the way to the place where the flashing shadow just now, there should be something there! But when I came there, I discovered that there was an iron gate. Inside the gate was another campus, but there was no one inside. You don't need to think about it, it must be the night shift, and it's broad daylight, of course they can't come out to bask in the sun.
"Hey!" Suddenly someone behind me patted me on the shoulder.
"It's you?" I didn't expect she would follow.
"And me." She came, naturally, Rem would not be missing, Rem poked his head from behind Vija.
"I want to go in and have a look." This is the purpose of my coming, but I don't want to take them with them, it will only cause trouble for myself.
"I'll go too." As soon as he said to enter, Vija's eyes were already radiant, and it seemed that he was looking forward to it for a long time.
"Whatever." This is personal freedom, "but it's better not to follow me." Before I finished speaking, I grabbed the rusty railing with both hands and kicked in two or three steps, and I turned over and jumped in.
strange! As soon as the feet landed, the sunshine just disappeared suddenly, and some were just dark, and it was dark at night.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Vicia, a simple girl who almost never had a brain, even ran to my side and asked with my shoulder.
I shook my head, "Nothing."
After finishing walking forward alone.
In fact, I said that I was alone, which is what I think, because the two of them have always followed me every step of the way. Although I don't know why they have to follow me, I have obviously become a guide. If caught, according to the lady with a black frame, then I must get three bronze whips.
I frowned helplessly, "Why are you following me?"
"Who said that we were following you, we just happened to be going in that direction." She retorted with a ghostly smile, but she didn't go too slow at all, she had already thrown me away two or three steps.
"Whatever you want!" I was helpless. Faced with these children who were only ten years old, the age of one hundred years did not help me find a good way to deal with them.
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