Chapter 131 Yuyi
Quinn kneaded the dough in the potion cauldron.

Lin was sitting on the sofa with her knees hugged, wearing a coat that didn't fit her at all - it was Quinn's coat.

It was wrapped tightly and tied with a knot at the sleeve.

She looked at Quinn, but Quinn's thief nature still made him unresponsive to Lin's gaze. If he listened carefully, he wouldn't even feel that there was an extra person in the room. The presence of the little Loli on the sofa was like a ghost.

Quinn leaned sideways so she could observe the kneading of the dough more easily.

"Lin, if the leaders of the teaching department knew that there was a naked female student in my room, my job would be over."

He complained as he kneaded the dough.

Lin didn't say anything, her attention was all on the dough.

She wondered how flour became pizza.

Quinn was used to it.

If you use declarative sentences with a little girl, she will most likely not respond, like what you just did. She may not respond to you if you use interrogative sentences either, so how do you score?

For example, if you say to her, "What a nice weather today," or "What do you think of the weather today?", she will definitely not react. But if you ask her, "Lin, is it raining?", she may nod or shake her head.

Bad cat.

".Why aren't you wearing clothes?"

Quinn asked with a headache.

When Lin came out carrying the bag, her white skin was clearly visible in the firelight, but her little face was as calm as if she was wearing clothes, making Quinn think that she was still asleep.

"Tracking." Lin tilted her head and rested it on her arm. "Take off your clothes, the teacher won't know."

".Will your school uniform be tracked by teachers?"

"I'm not allowed to run around in school. I'm not allowed to eat pizza either." Lin said in a light tone: "Put on some clothes, or they'll come looking for me."

Quinn was slightly stunned.

What is this? Preventing kids from eating junk food?
According to Ankuya's intelligence, Lin has already reached adulthood.

But.
Although Quinn is still a virgin in the strict sense, he has at least experienced it.

From the quick glances I just took, it doesn't look like it's shaved, it's a natural white tiger. Is it really an adult?

"Does the academy let you eat pizza?" According to this logic, Grindelwald Canteen is the largest junk food producer in all of Tamil Nadu. Walking in is like walking into McDonald's.

Lin said nothing as she watched Quinn spread the dough on the iron plate and began to sprinkle cheese and tomato sauce on it.

"How old were you when you entered the academy?" Quinn changed the subject.

"do not know."

Lin said calmly, "Always."

"Always here?" Quinn asked in surprise, "Been in the academy since birth?"

She nodded imperceptibly.

Then why is he only in sixth grade this year?

There were cases of students being admitted to the academy as children, with some graduating at the age of ten. However, such cases were rare, and being admitted at a young age did not necessarily mean that the student was particularly talented; it simply meant that their affinity with the arcane came early, meeting the academy's admission standards.

After graduation, these students usually join the R&D department directly, or enter the professor's magic tower as an assistant until they are old enough and have enough experience to become teachers.

The flames in the fireplace were burning, and the cheese melted and mixed with the tomato sauce, creating bubbles full of aroma.

Lin couldn't wait to sit up, but Quinn held her down.

"Wait, don't be impatient, it's not cooked yet. The bottom layer of dough needs to be baked until it's crispy."

Quinn casually sat down next to her.

There were too many loopholes exposed in front of Lin, for example, the pizza ingredients he asked her to collect contained "high-gluten flour" - Quinn made an experiential mistake. There was no such finely sifted food industry product as high-gluten flour in the other world. Most flour was wheat flour, and only princes and nobles could afford to eat refined flour with the bran removed.

But Lin actually managed to get some high-gluten flour. The bag had a label from Grindelwald's R&D department on it. Arcane, isn't that magical?

Quinn thought that instead of trying to fill the gap, he should just pretend that everything was normal and continue with the original pattern.

"No matter what, you can't come to my dormitory without clothes." Quinn said seriously: "I may be a teacher, but I am more of a man."

Lin blinked.

"why?"

".Have you ever shown this to anyone else?"

"No."

"Then why show it to me?"

"Because I have nothing to wear." Lin looked at the fireplace eagerly: "I want to eat pizza."

Quinn laughed angrily.

But the last time I saw Lin in the city, she was wearing a school uniform. Could it be that she really had no clothes?
The principal was her mentor, but he went to deal with the foggy sea and hasn't been back for a long time.
"Where are your parents? Didn't they buy it for you?" Quinn asked casually.

"never seen it."

"never seen it?"

"I want pizza."

"." Knowing that she was still thinking about pizza, Quinn walked to the fireplace, checked the heat, and took out the plate when it was almost done.

On Earth, Quinn's diligence earned him a reputation as a true Nordic fantasy chef. This Neapolitan pizza, with the right ingredients, far surpasses the makeshift version he'd made on the first day of school, both in appearance and aroma. Tamil Nadu has its own equivalents for everything from olive oil to basil, but the cheese isn't exactly the same as on Earth. Quinn used goat cheese instead of mozzarella. The aroma after baking was quite different from the original, but it smelled okay, so it was probably not bad.

"The correct way to eat this pizza is to roll it up, be careful, it's hot—"

Quinn's eyes narrowed slightly.

Lin couldn't wait to pick up the pizza on the iron plate. Her delicate skin even touched the smoking iron plate. The pizza had just left the fire and the cheese and tomato sauce were still boiling when she stuffed it into her mouth.

Her little face showed a hint of happiness.

".Well."

Then he took another bite and chewed it like a little rabbit.

"Isn't it hot?" Quinn asked in disbelief.

Even for him now, eating pizza like this would cause blisters on his lips, and an ordinary person would even get burned.

But Lin acted as if nothing had happened, her fingers holding the pizza still white.

"good to eat."

After a while, there was only one piece of pizza left.

Lin actually glanced at Quinn.

".Want to eat?" Her voice was a little hesitant. "I'll give you half."

Refers to half of the last piece.

"You eat it. I have to go to the school clinic for a checkup later, so I need to be on an empty stomach." Quinn said in a complicated tone.

So Lin immediately stuffed the last piece of pizza into her mouth.

From beginning to end, I didn't even gasp for air due to the heat.

Quinn was almost dumbfounded. What legendary heat-resistant king? If it was you who got on the helicopter that day instead of him.
Lin simply held out her hand: "Pizza."

It means I want more.

But Quinn knew that wild cats couldn't be fed every meal, so he immediately refused: "No, it will make you hot if you eat too much."

While observing her.

When Lin heard the word "heat", which clearly did not belong to Tai Mulan, she did not show any reaction, but continued to stretch out her hand.
"More."

"One a day, no more." Seeing that she was still stubborn, Quinn immediately picked up the phone on the table and said, "Or I'll tell the disciplinary office."

Quinn didn't know if it was an illusion, but he actually saw Lin's little mouth pouting slightly.

".Two a day."

And also negotiated a price.

"One - but I can make you a drink, milk tea or something."

Lin's eyes suddenly lit up.

"really?"

"I'm not giving you free food and drink. I'll cook for you, and you teach me magic—not arcane, but magic." Quinn looked at her and said, "I want to learn space magic."

Lin nodded immediately and gave Quinn a pinky finger.

"Pin it down. You can't tell the teacher."

"it is good."

The skin of the little finger is extremely delicate, and it is hard to imagine that such skin can withstand fire.

As for not being able to tell the teacher, Quinn wished for nothing less.

"Also, next time you come in, you have to wear clothes and knock on the door. You are not allowed to suddenly jump out of the fireplace—" Quinn secretly complained that there is no Santa Claus without clothes. He asked in confusion, "How did you get in?"

Arcanists value privacy, even Grindelwald's teacher is no exception.

Without permission, trying to break into the dormitory is equivalent to attacking Grindelwald's Ring of the Nibelung. The last time a group of people were able to come in through the fireplace was because the school office believed Quinn was a criminal suspect and used their authority to investigate him.

"I walked in." Lin answered as simply as if she were born by her mother.

Thinking of the day when Lin was able to control the train that only teachers could use, Quinn couldn't help but have more speculations.

Does this little girl have the authority of Grindelwald's high position?
Seeing that there was no pizza to eat, she decided to go back.

At the same time, he took off his clothes and gave them back to Quinn.

"Wait, I told you not to get naked casually—huh?"

Quinn's eyes moved, thinking that the White Tiger was looking at him again, but Kelin was wearing a glittering robe that covered her body.

The robe is as thin as a cicada's wing, with gorgeous patterns faintly visible through it, and it is as beautiful as a work of art.

"Goodbye."

After saying that, Lin went into the fireplace, and the flames rose and disappeared.

Quinn turned his head blankly, looking at the edge of the sofa.

There was an identical robe there, which was the divination reward given by the system last night.

(End of this chapter)