High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 500: Chapter 169: The Sixth Questioner_1

”Did you hear that? Did you hear that? Her child is at First University!”

”We heard, we heard... Excuse me, who can count the number of young male wizards with children at this school?”

”It doesn’t necessarily have to be young ones...”

”Old ones are fine too, the key is the child... Are there wizards at the school with children?”

”The school is so big, who can clear up such matters!”

”Maybe the doctor knows...”

”How old is the child?!” Xiao Xiao was briskly flipping through his heavily laden notebook, verifying each name on it, scratching his already unkempt hair from time to time, looking somewhat hysterical.

But it’s no wonder.

Any normal person, being bombarded with questions by seven or eight people at the same time, all with a ”me first, it’s urgent, my question is the most important” demeanor, would probably be no better off than Doctor Xiao.

”The child would be less than a year old based on her normal behavior a year ago... So children under one year old are all within our investigation range!” Li Meng mumbled, his fingers rapidly calculating.

Meanwhile, Xin Fat Man, who’d been suppressed by several talisman papers, somehow managed to break free from the talisman’s binding, shouting excitedly, ”We will definitely find them...”

Before he finished his sentence, more talismans fell over him.

Zheng Qing watched the bizarre scene in the classroom, unsure whether to ridicule the wizards’ vigorous spirits or admire Su Daxu’s unmatched charm.

The answers given by Su Shijun, like several tiny sparks, fell into a powder keg. The young wizards of Astronomy Class 08-1, who had been itching to move, seemed to have finally found an outlet, shouting excitedly, as if they were afraid that their voices wouldn’t reach outside the classroom.

Old Yao was still biting his pipe, leaning by the window and smiling at the chaotic classroom.

Of course, Su Daxu couldn’t rudely suppress everyone’s enthusiasm.

In the past, Tang Dun would always step forward to help maintain order in the classroom, reminding everyone to pay attention to ’manners’ and ’image’.

However, today, due to his failed questioning a few minutes ago, Tang Headmaster was momentarily stupefied, too embarrassed to face his fellow classmates in the classroom, so he lowered his head and silently reflected on himself.

Jiang Yu intended to control the situation, but Li Meng was chattering and pulling at the corner of her robe, leaving her no time to do so.

”Cousin, I remember you have a big book about ’Neptune’ on your bookshelf. Can you let me borrow it when we get back?”

”Take it, take it.” Jiang Yu’s voice was rather helpless.

”Cousin, as soon as class is over, we’ll start looking for people... I have already written the crane documents, and I will copy a hundred of them on Pedestrian Street after class, telling each member of our sister group about this matter!”

”Alright, alright...”

”Cousin! Should we find an opportunity to privately take that wild man down... I bought something good on Pedestrian Street a few days ago...”

”You better stop right there!!” Jiang Yu’s shivering gaze met a pitch-black book of curses that Li Meng had pulled out from seemingly nowhere:”This is a classroom! You have two great wizards in front of you when you take out this thing, what are you trying to do...”

”I was just...” Li Meng’s words came to an abrupt halt.

Like her, all the young wizards in Room 601 who were passionately discussing Su Daxu’s recent answers fell silent.

Because on the podium, Su Shijun heaved a gentle sigh.

Her sigh was very light.

It seemed that she hadn’t even disturbed the dust on the desk in front of her. Even Zheng Qing, who was sitting in the second row of the classroom, could hardly hear her sigh.

But it was this extremely subtle action, that caught all the students’ attention in the classroom.

Everyone immediately shut their mouths, looking eagerly at Su Shijun, awaiting her instruction.

”Tsk, I should have had some compound soup remedy before class... Su Su, can I borrow a few strands of your hair.” Old Yao suddenly spoke from the window sill, his voice filled with emotion, ”I’ve been teaching for decades, and the students in the classroom have never behaved as well as they do today... You don’t even have to talk, and they immediately quiet down.”

If it were any other day, Old Yao’s cutesy behavior would certainly receive laughs from the young wizards.

At the very least she would receive some laughter.

However, everyone’s attention today was on the young lady on the stage, so the professor’s words naturally didn’t get the usual reaction.

Of course, as a guest, Su Shijun naturally wouldn’t overlook the words from the master of the classroom.

”I can help you borrow a few strands of hair from Madam Bella... if you insist.” Su Daxu glanced at Professor Yao and chuckled softly.

The professor immediately put his pipe back into his mouth, sat obediently by the window, and stopped talking.

Su Shijun finally turned her gaze to the eager young wizards in the lecture hall.

”In view of your enthusiasm... and your excellent performance previously,” she spoke, her approving gaze sliding over several witches like Jiang Yu, then put forth a suggestion that excited everyone, ”... I allow you to ask one more question.”

”As for the questioner.” Su Shijun blinked her beautiful eyes, sounding curious, ”I’ve heard that there’s a young Merlin Medal winner in this class... who is it?”

In the classroom, all eyes fell on Zheng Qing.

The few comrades sitting around Zheng Qing hurriedly moved half a body away, so that the young scholarship student’s figure more clearly entered Su Shijun’s sight.

Zheng Qing looked around blankly.

Envy, jealousy, urgency, various kinds of gazes made the young scholarship student intensely uncomfortable.

”The lady is calling you... Stand up and respond!” Su Ya, near the lectern, was displeased that ’Red-eyed Soul Pale’ had caught the lady’s attention, her tone very disrespectful.

Zheng Qing didn’t care about this slight rudeness from the little fox lady.

He stood up dizzy, his mind cluttered.

To say he didn’t feel a thing would be a lie — the admiring looks from his companions, the urgent whispers from Li Meng, and he even vaguely felt the brilliant smile from the Gypsy witch behind him — these mixed emotions all brought him a sense of inexplicable fulfillment.

But he didn’t feel extremely honored either.

After all, Zheng Qing hadn’t grown up in the wizarding world, so his understanding of the Moon Council, the Su Family, and Su Shijun wasn’t that deep.

”You... Hello. I got a Merlin Medal this year, a bronze one.” The young scholarship student clumsily introduced himself, ”My name is Zheng Qing.”

”Tsk.”

From the side of the lectern, the little fox lady emitted a vague snort of contempt from her nose. She seemed to mutter something containing ’scum...’, which made Zheng Qing’s back prickle with sweat and he broke out in a cold sweat.