Jiang Yu walked away extremely neatly.
Dr. Duzem looked at her leaving back with a somewhat worried look on his face, but he didn't say much. The old servant Constantine next to him looked at the witch and then at his young master, but he hesitated to speak.
, but ultimately did not speak.
Zheng Qing stood there for a moment, and hurriedly put away the cardboard boxes on the ground, wanting to leave with the witch. In his opinion, since the doctor had checked the elves and there was nothing wrong with them, he should stay.
It doesn't make sense here either.
With this time, he might as well go to the Wandering Bar and maybe meet a wizard who just came back from hunting in the Silent Forest! Besides, he also wanted to catch up with Jiang Yu and ask her about the previous relationship with her.
What is the issue that Dr. Duzem is arguing about, and what is her plan to turn into a cat to trap the murderer?
However, when he stood up holding the cardboard box, Dr. Duzem grabbed his arm.
"Before coming here again, did you feed the elves anything? In other words, did you cast any magic on them?" Dr. Duzem grabbed Zheng Qing's arm and stared closely at the young public-funded student, his tone
He became a little serious: "Did you prepare any medicine in private and feed it to them?"
"What do you feed them? Nothing!" Zheng Qing was a little confused by Dr. Duzem's question. After thinking carefully for a long time, he answered in a very positive tone: "Apart from dew and flower essence, they originally
I won’t eat anything... And you have repeatedly warned me about this, and I will never feed them casually... In addition, everyone in our dormitory also knows the importance, and no one feeds them randomly."
"As for magic... what kind of strange magic do you think we, a group of first-year wizards, can cast on these elves?" At this point, Zheng Qing simply took out his book of magic and flipped it in front of the doctor.
: "Hey, the above spells are the results of my study in the past few months... The most proficient one is the binding spell, and the most advanced spell is the 'Yuanchen Guardian Curse' - Yuanchen Guardian we just practiced its front part
I haven't learned when to use this spell yet."
Dr. Duzem frowned, and while listening to the rambling explanation of the public-funded student, he opened the Dharma book in Zheng Qing's hand and searched it carefully.
While watching, he murmured, "It's impossible to connect, it's not magic."
"What happened? Where is the magic?" The young public-funded student was very curious about this.
The doctor did not answer his question immediately, but asked another thing: "When you handed the box to me before, the elves were asleep, right... Why were they sleeping then?"
As he spoke, he pointed to the cardboard box held in Zheng Qing's arms.
Zheng Qing lowered his head. In the box, the elves once again wrapped themselves in wings and fell into a deep sleep.
"What's weird about this." Zheng Qing raised his head, feeling a little baffled, and a little irritated in his heart: "We hung a lot of charms to maintain temperature, prevent noise, and calm the paper house in order to maintain the paper house.
It is always in a state of constant temperature and humidity. In that environment, even a giant dragon would fall into a deep sleep, let alone a group of elves... This should not violate the previous instructions of the seniors."
"Only these?" Duzem asked.
"You can take a look for yourself." Zheng Qing reached out and handed the cardboard box to the doctor, and at the same time asked: "Is there anything wrong?"
Dr. Duzem did not take the carton, but frowned and continued to think. While thinking, he mumbled and replied: "Isn't it right? There is nothing wrong... In other words, it's not wrong, but it's great."
No! There’s no better situation than this.”
"Excellent?" Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows - he felt that from just now to now, Dr. Duzem's words have been a little confusing and very illogical - the young wizard couldn't help but turn his face and glance at the man not far away.
Old servant.
Constantine paid no attention to the conversation here. He was directing a pickaxe to loosen the soil of the nursery in the greenhouse. Next to it, several copper pots of different colors were filled with water, pesticides and fertilizers.
Floating in mid-air, clanging against each other, waiting for the old servant to call.
"Yeah, great." Dr. Duzem took out a quill pen from somewhere, turned it upside down, held the tip of the pen, then put the long feather into the cardboard box, and scratched a sleeping bird.
Elf.
Although the elf had its eyes closed, it raised its hand very quickly and brushed away the feathers that touched itself.
"Did you see that? Their reaction didn't decrease at all. They really just fell asleep." As if proving something, the doctor turned to look at the young public-funded students.
Zheng Qing looked confused: "What else?!"
"When you handed the box to me at first, I watched them sleeping, thinking that it was because of the diminishing efficacy of the medicine that they began to fall into chaos." The doctor explained, turned the quill upside down again, and then used the empty
Draw, write a series of smooth runes and derivation formulas in mid-air, and at the same time speak quickly:
"...But after the test results came out, I knew I was wrong. The condition of these elves is very good, it is unbelievable. Their current condition is almost the same as when they just took the medicine. There is no diminishing effect of the medicine at all.
Performance... This is a very abnormal situation."
He didn't need to say anything, Zheng Qing also knew that this was a very abnormal situation.
The public-funded student held his breath, widened his eyes, and stared at every scratch left by the quill in mid-air. But unfortunately, although he could recognize that the doctor was doing a possibility analysis, there was nothing besides the formula
Apart from the symbols in the text, he could hardly understand a word - to put it in more popular terms, he knew every word, every symbol, and every number written by the doctor, but he couldn't understand them when they were put together.
Already.
Dr. Duzem didn't seem to have any intention of solving the young wizard's doubts. Instead, he deduced and muttered something:
"It stands to reason that now that the potion has reached the end of its effectiveness, these elves should show symptoms such as lethargy, slow reaction, and chaotic behavior... But according to the form you recorded and my examination results, they are completely
None of the above symptoms occurred.”
"This is very abnormal, very abnormal."
"But it's not entirely impossible."
"Excluding all impossible situations, the remaining one, no matter how incredible it is, is a fact - for now, the only factor that has had in-depth communication and contact with these elves and will have a clear impact on them is you."
This chapter has been completed!