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no no!It should be praying that he will become a woman and come to the aunt!

Lin Xiao outside suddenly felt a chill.

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The next day was sunny, but Dean Osman was not in a good mood. He was at a loss because he couldn't find his cigarette pot!

Ahem, although being the dean of a magic academy and a veteran magician being at a loss for a cigarette pot is a bit surprising, Osman himself said that as the dean of a magic academy , his own existence is very unexpected.

There are two hobbies in life - smoking and peeping. (This is somewhat similar to the three generations of Hokage)

The same can be proved, two hobbies are equal to his life!

The cigarette pot is gone... Didn't he lose half of his life? !

Osman said that he was already half-in-the-earth, and if he lost half of his life, he might as well be direct and be safe in the earth!

In other words, why did it lose such a precious cigarette pot?

In the end, the culprit in this matter is still a certain master wizard.

You know, because of a certain familiar, Osman was lying on the ground with the chair under his buttocks and smoking for a long time!

The most direct result is that a dean lost his precious cigarette pot, and a teacher broke his precious little glasses...

Ahem, the value of things varies from person to person, and the value of a cigarette pot and small glasses... It can be considered earth-shattering in some special circumstances, such as now.

"Breathe...breathe...breathe...breathe..." The old dean, who was tortured by smoking addiction, looked at his assistant, a green-haired beauty with glasses, with a look of hope. "Dear Miss Langebert, give me back my spare pipe pot. I'm really...not even in the mood to peep..."

An obvious tic-tac-toe appeared on the forehead of the assistant, and she took a deep breath, she forced herself to speak calmly: "The management of your health is also one of my jobs, and... For me, you have no peeping The mood really couldn't be better."

A certain dean cried: "Ah—! Do you want to deprive an old man who is dying of the last two pleasures in his life? It's so cruel!" .

"Before you say such things, can you take your hand off my butt first?" The assistant lady has been unable to maintain her calm state: "Mr. Dean, who has no peeping mind."

A certain dean started to pretend to be stupid: "Ahaha, look, where did my cigar pot fall? Woohoo, my poor cigar pot! Sorry, I just wanted to see if you took my cigar pot. The cigarette pot is hidden in the skirt..." Pretending to look for his lost cigarette pot, he was actually slowly touching the door.

He opened the door of the dean's room, and the old dean, who had a cat on his waist, continued to pretend to be stupid: "Did he fall outside? Ouch!"

As soon as the dean opened the door, he bumped into something, and was knocked back a few steps by the object, and fell to the ground.

"Hello, are you the dean of this magic academy? I have something to ask for your help!" A little boy's voice sounded outside.

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"Hello, are you the dean of this magic academy? Since you are the dean, you must be the person with the most powerful magic here, right? I have something to ask for your help! By the way, let me introduce myself first out of courtesy. Now, my name is... uh... sorry, I temporarily forgot my name, as for my identity, I'm Louise's... Familiar!" The little boy who slammed into the old dean from the door, calmly and slowly Said, with a calm expression and a calm attitude.

"It turned out to be the unexpected familiar in the legend of Little Louise!" The old dean Osman was stunned for a while, wondering how this familiar who often played cards out of common sense came to him, and at the same time Slowly, he got up from the ground to love, walked to the back of his desk and sat down. He spoke softly, as if he was not angry at all because of what Lin Xiao had just knocked out.

"What's the purpose of Miss Valier's facilitator coming to the children to find the old man?"

"Humph! Old man, I'm not some kind of child, keep yelling, be careful I'll kill you!" Lin Xiao felt unhappy about others treating him as a child.

His temper is as irritable as the legend has it!Osman silently commented on Lin Xiao in his heart, but then his face remained calm and smiled: "Well, that's my name wrong! Then call you Mr. Familiar, okay?" The old man This is simply humility and admonition.

"Let's call it that! Anyway, the name is just a code name for convenience, it doesn't matter what it is called!" Lin Xiao said generously.

But these words made the old dean Ousman and his assistant, the glasses lady Langebel, secretly pouted. Is it just a code name?Doesn't matter what it's called?Then you just said you wanted to kill for the name of a child, what the hell is going on?

"Okay, Mr. Familiar, do you have anything to do with this old man?"

"I want to ask you something about magic!" Lin Xiao cleared his throat and said the real question.

"Oh?" The old dean's expression also became serious in an instant. He turned to look at the assistant who was standing beside him, and said, "Miss Langebel, could you please help this Mr. Familiar with a cup of tea?"

The assistant, Miss Spectacled, nodded and left the dean's room with a sense of humor.

"Okay, Mr. Familiar, what exactly are you talking about? Actually, the old man has many questions about you."

Lin Xiao hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt: "I can't answer your question either, since you've heard of me, you probably know about me, I've lost my memory, so you have to ask me my name and identity and even where I come from, and I'm also I don't know!" He was here to ask questions, but he was not sent to the door to be asked, so Lin Xiao quickly blocked the conversation.

Old Dean Osman frowned, and then sighed helplessly: "Okay, I won't ask, tell me what you need to know!"

"I want to ask the old dean, do you have some spiritual magic? I wondered, since memory loss is a problem in my head, can it be affected by some spiritual magic to restore my memory!"

Old Dean Osman suddenly said: "Your idea is very new, but I'm sorry, I don't know mental magic!"

"Looks like it's been a waste of time! Well, then keep busy!" Lin Xiao turned his head and was about to go out.

"Wait!" Osman suddenly stopped him, and then hesitantly said, "I hope you don't cause trouble in the academy!"

"Of course! I'm a low-key person who likes peace! I won't take the initiative to cause trouble!" Lin Xiao smiled and emphasized the word initiative. He believed that Osman could hear it.

Xiaoye doesn't take the initiative to provoke others, but if others want to provoke me, I can only be sorry.

At this time, the spectacle lady Langebel came over with a cup of tea: "Your Mr. Tea!"

"Thank you!" Lin Xiao directly picked up the teacup, gulped it down, and then walked away.

"Langebel, what do you think?" Osman's eyes flashed, and he asked with a smile as he looked at the empty door.

"what?"

"What do you think of this familiar from Miss Elivar's house?"

"Well... a very cute and cute child!" Langebel thought for a while and said.

Osman was a little disappointed when he heard the words. Sure enough, do women only pay attention to their appearance superficially?At least that's not what he noticed. Although the other party didn't do any drastic and dangerous actions after entering the door, Osman didn't feel relieved for a moment, because from the second he saw the other party, he could feel it from the other party. A strong sense of oppression and danger.