Bab 393: Chapter 62: Cat's Eye View of the Academy_1

The chill is sharp for early risers, with frost lingering around the toes.

Zheng Qing's paw could always feel a faint, yet penetrating chill creeping up his toes and seeping into his entrails, whenever it brushed against the icy flagstones.

The black cat couldn't help but curse the on-duty wizards from the school's astronomical observatory.

It was only Wednesday and there were still ten days until the first frosts. Yet the newly appointed assistants and groundkeepers at the observatory had already prematurely edged the whole campus into autumn.

Not only had the maple leaves on both sides of the forest path been stricken to a rigid red, but the evergreens around the lawn couldn't stand the dramatic change of weather either, appearing somewhat withered and listless.

And not to mention the black cat who was, technically, in a state of 'half-naked running'.