Chapter 665 Chaos

"Book" quickly scanned the entire test paper, and then wrote down the total score of the three subjects at the beginning of the paper: 17 points.

It was a full hundred points worse than the final result.

"Hmm... It seems that the problem is with Maggie?" Nana asked with her head tilted.

"Hey, is it just like this?" Mystery Moon was very disappointed, "Could it be that Shujuan deliberately shielded Maggie and used the condition of high score in exchange for honey barbecue—ouch!"

Lily slapped her on the back of the head, "Shut up!"

"Do you want to continue watching?" A-Xia asked timidly, "Let's leave here early, it would be terrible if someone finds out."

"Wait a minute," Zhuhuo said in a deep voice, "Maybe something went wrong when transcribing."

"No need, I already know the result, so that's fine..." Evelyn shook her head. If it is the original writing method, it is indeed possible to confuse the numbers arranged tightly, but in the universal education promoted by His Majesty Roland, the numbers are replaced with simple and easy-to-remember single-stroke fonts, so the chance of admitting mistakes is too slim.

"I think it was Maggie who flew in from the window, and stopped the jerky!" Mystery Moon covered her head, "Don't do anything, I just don't say anything."

I saw that "Book" checked all the test papers and began to copy the scores until everyone's scores were collected on one form, and the score in Maggie's column was still 17 points.

"It seems that it's really not Teacher Scroll's problem," Candle said lightly.

"Can we go?" Asha asked anxiously.

Evelyn was about to respond when "Scroll" suddenly stood up and looked towards the door. The six immediately followed her gaze, only then did they notice that the door was opened at some point, and a city hall apprentice appeared in front of the office door.

"What are they talking about?" Mystery Moon asked.

The phantom has no sound, so everyone can only judge the conversation between the two by the shape of their mouths.

"It seems to be Mr. Scroll...Your Excellency Barov...Is there something for you?"

Then "Scroll" nodded, and followed the apprentice out of the office.

The moment the door closed, perhaps because of the draft, a cold wind suddenly blew up in the room, blowing up everyone's test papers and scattered them on the floor in a mess.

"Ah... the window." Lily said in a daze.

Evelyn saw it too—the window that had been closed before had been opened a thin crack at this time. It can only be said that the scroll did not close the window securely, and driven by the airflow generated by the opening and closing of the door leaf, the window was blown open. With the autumn wind blowing outside, the window swayed back and forth, opening wider and wider. Not long after, another strong wind slammed it back on the window frame. Although no sound could be heard, the tremor of the glass It can be seen that the impact force is not small.

A jaw-dropping scene happened.

The airflow swept across the office again, scraping the pen holder onto the desktop, and the quill pen hit the mouth of the ink bottle, and immediately flew up, where it landed exactly on the report card.

The tip of the quill fell to the ground first, and brushed impartially across the grid filled with Maggie's score, leaving a short vertical stroke, changing the original seventeen points into a three-digit one hundred and seventeen points.

Someone probably heard the loud noise from the office, and the door was pushed open again. The apprentice who told the scroll to leave looked around first, and then walked in in surprise.

She went to the window, closed all the windows again, and then knelt down to pack the office for the scroll.

She didn't leave lightly until all the documents were rearranged and neatly placed on the desk.

Is this the case? Evelyn and Candle looked at each other.

It wasn't a mistake in transcribing the scroll, nor was it Maggie's intentional deception, but it was caused by an accidental wind?

Evelyn could already guess what happened next. Shujuan received the order from His Majesty to go to Changge, and handed over the score sheet to Wendy. Wendy was not the examiner, even though she was confused by Maggie's score, Nor will they question Scroll's judgment.

"Ha, with Miyue's insistence, the truth was finally discovered," Miyue raised her head and said, "The culprit is... Teacher Scroll!"

"It's the wind!" Lily gritted her teeth.

"But if the windows of the books are closed, the wind won't blow the papers and quills away, will it?"

"How can you say that!"

"That's not right," Nana mused. "If you say that, it should be His Royal Highness Roland's fault. He built the new city hall here, not only enlarged it, but also built two more floors. Without this There is an extra second floor, and it is impossible to judge the scrolls here."

"Uh... what you said makes sense, so the culprit is—His Majesty Roland?"

"Enough!"

"Excuse me...can I finish?" A-Xia looked like she was about to cry.

"Sorry, it's done," Evelyn patted her shoulder, "Thank you, let's go."

"Hey, let's go? Maybe we can find the paper for the next quiz in Shujuan's office?" Mystery Moon stopped in front of everyone.

"This is the real purpose of your coming here!" Lily rushed forward, "I won't let you mess around!"

"I, I'm just talking!"

...

In the end, the investigation ended like a farce. After saying goodbye to the candle, Evelyn returned to the Witch Building alone.

Although the truth came to light, she couldn't calm down at all.

For some reason, the flying paper and the falling quill kept reappearing in her mind—the trajectories of the two were irregular, but at the last moment, they formed an ingenious and perfect result.

Not only paper and pen, but also the airflow driven by the door leaf, and the time for apprentices to enter and exit are all components of this result. Without any of these conditions, the score cannot be changed.

These conditions, however, are unconscious and confusing.

So, too, is bartending.

Add various raw materials to the wine, but you will not feel each taste in turn when you taste it. They blend and influence each other in the wine. Every taste that can be accepted by people needs countless attempts, and sometimes one time The accidental combination creates those unique tastes.

Evelyn couldn't help but think of the microscopic spheres that His Majesty Roland said-they are always making disordered disturbances, each of which seems unrelated, but as a whole can express wonderful properties.

She closed her eyes, feeling something in her heart ready to come out.

The world is full of chaos.

But there are consequences hidden in the chaos.

It's like it's destined in the dark.

Evelyn opened her eyes suddenly, and reached out to grab the water glass on the table.

The cold water that had been left for a day made a circle of ripples, and then the color changed, like a drop of paint poured into it, the water surface gradually turned orange-red, and a fresh fragrance that she had never smelled wafted into her nose.

She hesitated for a moment, then stuck out her tongue and licked it.

The indescribable sweetness immediately covered the tip of her tongue—it was slightly astringent, but the rich and mellow sweetness was unmatched by any type of drink.

It is like a mixture of fruit juice and milk, or a mixture of tea and honey. It is difficult for Evelyn to describe the taste accurately, but she is sure of one thing.

It's definitely not wine.