Chapter 38 Class

I have to say that St. Angel's College is very responsible for the quality of students' teaching. The first day of class made everyone dizzy and nervous.

The first is Professor Griffin's theoretical foundation of magic. According to everyone's guesses, the old man with a white beard who is probably over 90 years old is a great mage. His best thing is theoretical research. The student club he mentors is called "Magic Theory and Practice Research"

"Association", study committee member Ralph is one of them, they are all scholar-level figures, so birds of a feather flock together.

The biggest characteristic of this professor is that he likes to talk non-stop, and then suddenly stop and ask a certain student to answer the question. If he can't answer the question, he will be punished by going to the library to look up the corresponding theory, and then

Write a report of no less than 10,000 words. And you can't just find some words to fool you. It is said that a certain classmate in the senior class was punished for sleeping in his class and copied it when he was writing the report.

He found a book of poems in the library, and finally found the entire book and asked him to copy it, which made him feel stomachache as soon as he entered the library. Today was the first time for class, and 70% of the students in the class were actually infected.

, Firstly, everyone is still immersed in the joy and excitement of the beginning of school, and they still have endless things to say to each other. Secondly, Professor Griffin’s class is so hypnotic that even monitor Kelly can only

I tried to keep my spirits up by imitating the ancient people's method of cantilevering the head and stabbing the buttocks.

As for classmate Dede, she had heard these theories from Anthony's father early in the morning and knew them by heart. She could answer them even if she didn't listen, so she simply took out the parchment from the endless ring and pretended to take notes.

In fact, I used a crystal pen to draw the inscription there.

"Hey, Dede, what are you doing?" Thales sneaked up from the side and asked.

"Practice drawing a small inscription - repeat it." Dede replied in a low voice while continuing to draw.

"Wow, you actually understand inscription literature! What's the use of this inscription?" Thales moved forward in admiration and looked hard at the intricate but beautiful lines written by Dede.

"To put it simply, it is a convenient little thing that can help us make a voice record of what the teacher said in a class, and then repeat it exactly as it is. Generally no one uses it, so not many people learn it." Di Di

As De explained, he put away his pen and successfully drew a beautiful re-reading inscription.

"Shall I try?" Thales picked up the parchment and injected a bit of magic into it. The inscriptions on the paper glowed faintly and recorded what Professor Griffin was saying one by one.

"Thales, can you please answer, under what circumstances did the theory of mutual conversion between elements come up, and who proposed it?" Professor Griffin suddenly named someone when he noticed that someone seemed to be making small moves.

"Um...ah...that...that is to say..." Thales started scratching his head. It was really unlucky for him. He originally thought the course was boring, but he finally found something interesting, but this old man named him.

"Use that inscription..." Dede whispered, pointing to the re-read inscription just now, "The professor happened to be talking about this just now."

"Ah, that's right!" Thales quickly injected a bit of magic into the inscription, and a cute voice came out from it, repeating what Professor Griffin said word for word.

"Uh...that's it." Thales spread his hands and tried his best to ensure that his voice was consistent with the voice just now.

"You answered very well! But don't use such an ugly voice next time. It sounds like a cat holding its nose and talking..." Professor Griffin gently waved the wand in his hand to signal Taylor

Thales sat down and continued to lecture nonstop. Thales suspected that he could not see his face clearly at all, but just listened for the sound.

"Oh my god... I'm so lucky to have escaped!" Thales sat in his seat, rolling his eyes and stroking his chest. Fortunately, the old man was easy to deceive, otherwise he might have to go to the library to read the book like other students.

books, and then wrote a 10,000-word report...

After class, Yalandron put 1,000 gold coins directly in front of De De: "Give me as much as you can for that thing just now!" This guy has been tortured enough by Professor Griffin, and he will take advantage of his lunch break later.

Go to the library to look up information, and then work on that 10,000-word report.

So, Dede directly threw him 15 parchments, and then said: "100 gold coins each, each one can record up to 10 minutes of content. It is enough to deal with Professor Griffin's class questions. I will give you a discount and give it to you."

5 copies, it’s up to you whether you can sell more for me quietly, if you sell 50 copies, I’ll give you 5 more copies!”

Without saying a word, Yalandron took the sheepskin and walked away with a happy face.

"Miss, you have so much potential as a profiteer..." Hairball Kane lay on De De's head with a look of contempt on his face.

"Ahhhhhhhh... This actually prompted me to study the full-time god's notes more carefully at night. There seem to be a lot of cheating tools in there!" Dede hummed and left.

The second class is magic combat practice. To put it bluntly, magicians compete with each other. Everyone is in high spirits, and all the sleepyheads from the previous class ran away. The class is held in a small gymnasium in the magic academy, and in the main gymnasium of the academy.

Likewise, it was built to facilitate students to compete with each other. In addition to being slightly smaller than the main gymnasium, it has the same number of facilities. The defensive inscriptions and defensive magic are no less important than the main gymnasium.

"Looking at you, you must have just come out of Professor Griffin's class, right?" The person in charge of this course is Professor Gilvain, who specializes in magic combat. But instead of calling him "professor",

It's better to use "Call the Beast". This teacher's figure is no worse than that of the dean of the Warrior Branch - Vice Principal Si Lian. His muscles are stretched inside the magician's robe. It feels like he will break the magic robe as long as he takes a slight breath.

With his short burgundy upturned hair and his extremely masculine appearance, I'm afraid some people would believe him even if he was offered a job as a teacher in the Warrior Branch. There were girls in the class who liked muscularity and immediately became his fans.

"Hey, girls over there, don't be mesmerized by my appearance!" Professor Gilwain closed one eye and made a cool POSS, "Teacher, I am a real magician! And we

Magicians can also have fighting spirit similar to that of warriors! It's just that they are called fighting spirit, and ours is called 'demon fighting spirit', which is magic power protection. Today, let me first see how your strength compares to the entrance exam.

If there is any progress, then we can revise the overall teaching content of our class!" After Gilvain finished speaking, he lightly tapped the magic wand in his hand, and a magic crystal display screen rose up behind him, and then the students' actual examination results were

The scenes unfolded in front of everyone one by one like a revolving lantern.

"Wow! That seems to be the squad leader! So powerful! He actually cast a level 10 wind magic tornado!"

"Isn't that Thales? It turns out that the battle of pure wind magicians...is actually like this? Wind blades, tornadoes...the wind and dust are dancing! It's actually the wind and dust dancing! It turns out that Thales is so violent!!"

"Ah! Is that his demon pet Lei Xiao? It's so powerful that even the monsters are thunder-scorched..."

"Eh? Is that... the Arland Dragon??"

"It seems...is this...the power of an 11th-level magician?!"

"It's so scary...even the surrounding plants..."

"You guys! It's just some high-level magic. What's so shocking about this!?" Gilwain shouted, "Didn't you notice? The battles of the previous students...were entirely on their own.

Only by endlessly venting your strength can you defeat your opponent!"

"Teacher..." The students all lowered their heads in shame, but some were unconvinced. How could they defeat their opponents without venting their strength?

"Wow, I didn't expect the school to be so perverted. They threw us in a different space and secretly filmed us..." De De hugged Kane and muttered softly.

"I just don't know what the scene will be like when the young lady fights?" Kane's furry body rubbed against De De's face, and he said with a hint of evil, "I really want to see your classmates being beaten.

She looked so scared that she peed..."

"Kane...you are not a gentleman enough...how can you say bad words..." Dede poked his furry body.

"Ah...because I have been following the lady for a long time, so..." Kane's chubby body twisted in Dede's arms. Suddenly he realized something was wrong, and quickly made a "cover" with his almost invisible claws.

mouth" movements.

"What?! Say it again!" De De suddenly became fierce.

"Wow! Is this...Deedlit?" Ralph, the sharp-eyed study committee member, had been paying attention to the fight among the whole class. When he saw the figure of the girl with golden-red hair appearing, he was the first to shout.

"Well... how should I put it... I really don't know how to evaluate this classmate's battle..." Gilvain took over the topic, closed his eyes and said, "We only selected the beginning and the beginning of her battle process.

Let me show you the ending, because the process is really... too scary. It's the first time I've seen a magician fight in this way."

The students were a little confused, but when they saw a floor of minced meat and a girl with golden-red hair standing there with a fierce look on the screen, holding a hardwood staff, many of them took a step back, including several timid girls.

He even screamed. Yes, it was just a pile of minced meat. I don’t know what force turned a possibly extremely ferocious monster into a pile of minced meat. Only the barely preserved head could roughly tell the difference.

The Warcraft should be a Chimera.
Chapter completed!