High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 562 - 231 Tradition of the Dance Party_1

Chapter 562: Chapter 231 Tradition of the Dance Party_1

"Excellent, excellent!"

The elderly professor of Life Studies, on the tips of his toes, vigorously patted the young scholarship student’s shoulders: "To be able to perfectly summon a Screw Maiden Elf on your first try and successfully communicate with her is indeed a praiseworthy accomplishment... If you could share your experience and understanding of this spell with everyone, wouldn’t it be even better?"

A few male wizards at the back of the classroom strongly clapped their hands, cheering on their team captain loudly.

"Hmm, I think the key to this spell lies in communicating with the Screw Maiden Elf," Zheng Qing scratched his head, sounding a bit unsure: "And the most important thing about this communication is maintaining focus... Since practicing runes also requires you to maintain focus, I was able to enter that state with ease."

Having said that, he looked back at the professor, silently asking if he could return to his seat.

However, the professor didn’t respond to his query immediately but instead brooded over Zheng Qing’s statement.

"Whatever you do, the effort you put in is always proportional to the reward. If your reward isn’t here, then it’s somewhere else; If it’s not now, then it’s in the future," she added, stroking the vine cane in her arms and sweepingly looking over the students in the classroom: "Like this spell, it is indeed very useful, but it’s just a means to an end, not our true purpose... Zheng Qing, add one more point!"

Zheng Qing touched his student card, watching the glowing red number change back to thirty-three, nodding his head satisfactorily. Ever since he placed a bet of three academic points at the school’s hunting party opening ceremony a few days ago, the total number of academic points on his card remained at thirty, until today.

"Now it’s time for free spell practice."

"Those who can proficiently perform this spell by the end of class will earn an ’excellent’ rating for this lesson... If anyone can complete the entire process in under ten seconds, I will award them an extra credit point!"

"Remember, when a true wizard uses this spell, you only see a flicker of starlight and the clothes become clean... There’s no need to focus on communicating with the Screw Maiden Elves."

After confirming the direction of the latter half of the class, the elderly professor reached out with her cane to stop the scholarship student wanting to sneak back to his seat, assigning him another task: "You, guide these girls in the front row to master this spell, then you can go back... If you earn credits in my class, you have to work a bit harder."

Zheng Qing looked at Miss Li Meng, who was frowning as she meticulously transcribed the spell, looking dismal.

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Overall, the girls sitting in the first row were all straight-A students; they always quickly grasped the key points taught by the professor. Zheng Qing didn’t have to put in much effort and ’basically’ completed Professor Tian’s assignment. It was only ’basically’ because among the students sitting in the first row, there was one person who hadn’t successfully cast the Cleaning Spell.

Looking at the young witch who had incorrectly-transcribed the spell analysis for the third time, Zheng Qing couldn’t help sighing.

Young witches Li Meng’s age would certainly find first-year university spells to be complex and profound. But she was a prodigy, right? Who has seen a prodigy that can’t even transcribe the clearly written spell on the blackboard!

Zheng Qing suspected that the young witch might have been admitted to the top university because of her Spirit Witch status - in contrast, the young wizard at Alpha Academy, Lin Guo, had a law book that he had seen. Whether the handwriting was neat and straight, or the layout was tidy, it didn’t fall short compared to most adult students.

Not to mention this bratty girl.

However, for Li Meng, mastering a cleaning spell didn’t seem like a big deal.

"A real wizard wouldn’t learn such a jumbled spell!" the young witch boasted, chin held high: "My grandfather never used a laundry spell in his life, but that didn’t stop him from becoming a grand wizard!"

"That’s because the family assigned him a dozen Screw Maiden Elves." Jiang Yu pinched the cheek of the tiny witch, pulling her back to the desk, stressing while pointing at her law book: "If you don’t want to be stuck in the first year forever, you must master this spell... I’ll demonstrate it to you again! Watch closely!!"

But when Jiang Yu was copying the spell again, Li Meng was distracted.

"Who’s​ ​your​ ​dance partner for the ’Campus Cup’ dance party on Saturday?" As Jiang Yu prepared the Cleaning Spell, the young witch suddenly leaned into Zheng Qing’s ear and asked mysteriously.

Zheng Qing’s smile immediately froze on his face.

"What dance partner? I haven’t decided whether I’ll attend or not! Maybe staying in the dormitory to sleep is a good idea. The recent training has been strenuous, and we have a match on Sunday, so I must make sure to rest up..."

While talking, Zheng Qing glanced subtly at the corner of the classroom.

But just like the many times he looked today, the seat of the Gypsy witch was still empty.

"That won’t work," Despite being preoccupied with directing Screw Maiden Elves to clean up the dirty clothes in her washing basin, Jiang Yu lightly said: "All scholarship students of the first university must take part in the opening dance of the ’Campus Cup’... It’s a tradition, don’t you know?"

Zheng Qing’s eyes suddenly widened.

It was his first time hearing about this traditional requirement.

Young scholarship jet student couldn’t help but turn around and validate this with Liu Fei Fei—As the top student of the first year at Jiuyou Academy and a scholarship holder, her words were more convincing.

"The Student Union has already announced this." Liu Fei Fei suddenly broke into a bright smile, seemingly recalling something: "I’ve already decided, Nicolas will be my dance partner... Of course, he’s a bit shy, but it doesn’t matter, just practice more! We still have two days, there’s enough time!"

Zheng Qing was staring at the dog food that was being forcefully shoved into his mouth, looking at the corner of the classroom.

That yellow-faced senior was still chanting spells over his law book, without the slightest idea that he had been assigned extra homework by a certain top student.

"Nobody told me!" The young scholarship student grumbled, feeling the deep malice of this world.

"Now you know!" As she spoke, Li Meng snuggled closer to Zheng Qing, lifting her chin an subtly indicating: "If you really can’t find a dance partner... I can help you out, considering we’re classmates."

Zheng Qing stared blankly at the Lolita’s figure and grinned, pointing at the teddy bear in her bag, whispering: "I think it suits you pretty well..."

Upon hearing the comment, the teddy bear, who was struggling to free itself from the book bag, became exuberantly happy.

"Great, great!" It smacked its fluffy paws and its glassy eyes sparkled: "I’ve never been to a dance party before!"

"Go to hell!" Enraged, the young witch snatched the teddy bear by its round ears, pulling it out of the bag and promptly throwing it at the scholarship student.