"Class dismissed!"
Professor Severus organized the lecture notes on the desk, his gaze wandering around the classroom for a moment before finally landing on Zheng Qing: "…Zheng Qing, don't be in a rush to leave… hmm, there's something I need to discuss with you."
"Alright, Professor."
Zheng Qing hesitated, nodding while pretending to hurriedly pack up his textbooks and engraving knife, frantically trying to recall why the professor called his name.
The other students in the class looked at this scene in surprise, whispering among themselves in groups of threes and fours as they walked out of the classroom.
This class was 'Talisman Weapon Making and Maintenance'—compared to big courses like Ancient Magic Arts Study, there was almost no interaction between the students in this class and Zheng Qing, so he didn't need to hide deliberately in similar courses—this was a Time Conversion class on a Friday for Zheng Qing, but for others, it was just a regular school-wide elective.
