Chapter 2615: Chapter 836: Another Year’s Anti-Magic Festival

An unexpected holiday threw Zheng Qing’s life rhythm into disarray.

On Sunday night, when he lay in bed after working overtime to finish his homework and small tasks according to schedule, he suddenly realized that he didn’t have five classes to attend tomorrow.

In other words, he could have spread today’s large amount of homework over tomorrow, writing leisurely.

"This damn surprise... damn schedule."

The young warlock muttered a sentence but didn’t have any more energy to complain, and closed his eyes directly. The intense studying and tasks over several days had left him extremely exhausted, and he fell into a deep sleep almost as soon as he closed his eyes.

The dream that night was very clean.

He wasn’t disturbed at all, slept exceptionally soundly, and when he opened his eyes, it was already noon the next day.

The sun hung in the sky, the orange-white sunlight fell on the vase on the desk, making the sunflowers particularly vivid. Maybe it was an illusion, but for a moment, Zheng Qing felt like the envelopes on the three sprites on the sunflowers seemed to become slightly transparent, vaguely revealing the closed, curled-up outlines of the sprites inside.

But when he looked closely, that layer of envelope became thick and solid again, with no trace of having thinned.

"Awake?"

The fat wizard, leaning against the desk petting a cat, heard the sound from the bed behind him, turned his head, and his chubby face instantly squeezed out a flattering smile: "Brother Zheng, you slept really soundly... did you feel that barrier? I put it up specially to make sure you slept comfortably, calming the mind, nurturing the spirit... how does it feel?"

Zheng Qing didn’t have a chance to speak before he heard a snort from Xiao Xiao beside him. At the same time, a blue-faced vampire werewolf with small fangs hanging from the corners of its mouth slowly climbed out of a large black coffin.

Feeling the sunlight outside a bit harsh, Zheng Qing squinted his eyes, stretched out his finger, and poked the barrier just beyond the net curtains.

Pop.

A faint sound, as if a soap bubble had burst, disappeared in an instant.

A lot of information that was previously blocked by the barrier poured in immediately—the chirping of birds outside the window, the rustling of branches, the breeze brushing against the window frame, Xiao Xiao flipping book pages, Tuan Tuan’s comfortable snoring, and the sprites’ happy chirping—like a colorful painting taking shape, the whole world suddenly became lively.

"Is everyone here?"

Zheng Qing, with eyes half-closed, his voice a bit dry, took the steaming hot towel handed over by the sprites, pressed it on his face, and let out a deep breath, feeling rejuvenated.

"Ban on Magic Festival."

Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and glanced at someone who just got up: "The library is closed, the self-study rooms are closed, the teachers’ offices are also closed..."

"Then you could have arranged to go to Beta Town with Sima!" Zheng Qing, who just got up, his mind turned quickly.

"She was scheduled to be on duty... did you think I wanted to spend this precious holiday in a room with you three guys?" Xiao Xiao said with resentment no less than the person who just got up: "You are also a teaching assistant, why weren’t you scheduled?"

"Because I was on duty all night Saturday." Zheng Qing mumbled, clutching the towel, and squeezed onto the balcony.

Through the window, he could see young wizards strolling in twos and threes on the distant grass, robes of red, yellow, white, and blue dotting the green backdrop, exuding a lively spring atmosphere.

The ’Ban on Magic Festival’ typically lasted from Mao to You each day, roughly six in the morning to six in the evening, spanning an entire daylight period. Traditionally, on this day, many wizards who spent their days immersed in laboratories would put aside their magic experiments, step outdoors, and experience life without magic.

This day was also traditionally a spring outing day for many wizards.

Although the school canceled this year’s spring outing plan, they didn’t prevent everyone from going out, and with the weather being nice today, Zheng Qing stood on the balcony finding the academy rather bustling.

Watching the figures running back and forth on the grass, Zheng Qing suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, shit."

He rarely cursed, tossed aside the scenery outside the window, grabbed the towel at hand, and looked at Xiao Xiao, appearing somewhat flustered: "... why didn’t you call me to do morning exercises this morning!"

"Ban on Magic Festival."

Xiao Xiao repeated his earlier answer, eyeing the flustered warlock with a hint of inquiry: "How come I didn’t know you liked morning exercises? By the way, the Ban on Magic Festival isn’t just a day to not use magic; you should also learn to respect the traditions of wizards... plus, the fat one wouldn’t let me disturb his ’Brother Zheng’ from sleeping."

"When did he become the fat one’s ’Brother Zheng’?" Dylan, who had just climbed out of the coffin and didn’t understand the situation, leaned his head on the coffin edge, speaking weakly.

"Ever since he held an exclusive piece of news." Xiao Xiao accurately struck at the core of the nickname.

Xin Fat Man didn’t mind the doctor’s sarcasm.

He snatched Zheng Qing’s toiletries from the sprites, amiably crowded next to Zheng Qing, looking pitiable, making Zheng Qing’s hair stand on end, feeling uneasy all over.

"Staring at me won’t work... you know I’ve signed a Silence Contract." Zheng Qing bit on his toothbrush, his words slightly garbled.

"Can’t you bypass the Silence Contract?" The fat wizard blinked, asked quietly—for those in dormitory 403, it wasn’t a secret.

Zheng Qing huffed as he brushed his teeth, and after a while, he spat out the foam in his mouth and sighed, somewhat wearily: "Don’t talk nonsense, how could I have a way to bypass the Silence Contract... if I really had this technique, and handed it to the school, I wouldn’t say a high-level researcher position, but at least another gold medal, right... mine, it’s just a peculiarity due to special circumstances, so after a period, the contract occasionally invalidates. But asking me to actively bypass the contract is indeed beyond my capability... just like those diviners with exceptional talent, with excellent spiritual senses, often seeing things others can’t; when you ask them how they see it, they don’t know either... same principle."

"How long would it take, approximately?" The fat wizard’s anticipation held a hint of disappointment.

"Such things can’t really be accurately measured." Zheng Qing murmured, leaving the persistent fat wizard behind, hurriedly retreated to the washroom, feeling a headache.

However, after coming out of the washroom, he had a new idea.

"Anyway, I’m free... want to visit a few friends with me?" This suggestion seemed to be just a whim, yet his tone carried a strong hint.

"Visit who?" The fat wizard was evidently interested.

"The North District Great Wise Person, Sister Korma," said the young teaching assistant.