When the young wizards who had forgiven their sins were chatting happily in the hall.
In the private room on the second floor of the Wandering Bar, there are also two elderly wizards who are known to the young wizards chatting. One of them is naturally the owner of the Wandering Bar, the Wandering Wizard; the other is their magic text professor, Monte
Mr Leah.
"Your actions are slightly out of plan,"
The wandering wizard stayed behind his small bar as always, concentrating on his golden years. His voice was not loud, but it was enough in this small box: "The experimental subject was out of control, the laboratory was exposed... In just half a year
The number of your laboratories that have been closed down by the school exceeds the number in the past ten years... Your crows were not expelled from the school because of these accidents. I don't know whether it is lucky or unfortunate."
Fortunately, if you conduct illegal experiments while in school, you will most likely be protected by the school, unlike dark wizards who enter society and will be thrown directly into the dark prison by the Trident Sword and Dan Hag.
Professor Monteria, who was sitting on the sofa, had most of his face hidden under the shadow of his hood, with only a small section of his pale chin exposed. His voice was as low and rigid as ever: "The experiment has reached a critical stage, and success requires a certain price."
"Hypocritical." The wandering wizard sneered and commented briefly.
The professor raised his head, revealing his towering cheekbones and the gray hair like a wire on his forehead. He frowned slightly: "The crows are all adults and know what they have chosen... and adulthood also means that they should learn
Doing things they don’t want to do for the sake of more important things.”
"It's too bad for someone like you to be someone else's professor. You will go to hell."
The bar owner curled his lips, took out a glass rod, stirred the liquid in the cup, and made a crisp sound: "As for 'more important things', haha, I haven't heard such a word in a long time... What if we
If they all break the established plans and rules with such low excuses as 'need', and act unscrupulously, then the wizarding world would have been destroyed long ago due to chaos."
Professor Monteria did not hide the surprise in his eyes.
"If a professor in the school or a judge from Danhag said these things in front of me, I can still understand it." He looked up and down at the old wizard behind the bar and narrowed his eyes slightly: "But you? A notorious
Dark wizard, who have you to accuse me of not being a qualified professor?... With the development of magic theory, few people can deduce the direction of progress through theory. More often, success is born through 'trial and error'...
…Sometimes, plans really need a little surprise to be successful.”
"Just like the great sage in the North District, Korma." The wandering wizard thought of an example.
The professor's face disappeared under the hood again, and he sighed faintly: "Just like Colma."
"The town is very divided about her."
The wandering wizard took out the glass rod from the cup, knocked on the outer wall of the cup, watched the stars explode in the wine, and casually mentioned: "People in the North District like her very much, admire her, that's not true at all.
Needs explanation; people in the South Side hate her because her North Side wizards take away too many jobs from lower-level wizards; businessmen in the West Side have mixed feelings about her, both liking the cheap wizards she provides but also hating her——
You know, there used to be many jobs in the town that only magicians could do; and in the East District, wizards from aristocratic families always felt that her advancement to the great wizard was based on luck, luck, or stepping on shit..."
"This understanding is extremely superficial."
Professor Monteria interrupted the wandering wizard's chattering analysis: "It is no exaggeration to say that Colma is one of the smartest students I have ever met. She has a clearer vision than many other wizards and knows what she wants.
What to do, and know how to do it.
While other young people at the First University were still playing house on campus, she already had a group of staunch admirers in the North District, and began to wander around the edges of the Code, doing things that would make high-level registered wizards
A magical experiment that all of us were horrified by. If any of the experiments went a little too far, she would have been captured by Dan Hager and thrown into a dark prison."
"This is the most criticized thing about the school."
The wandering wizard twisted his lips and let out a weird chuckle: "Call it radical, it completely prohibits students from any black magic experiments; call it conservative, after leaving the school gate, there are students and professors all around along the wall.
The illegal laboratory they set up...I never believe that those legends in the school can't see this little dirty thing under their noses."
"You can understand it as principles, red lines, or moderation."
Monteria didn't seem to like the tone of the wandering wizard, so he changed his position slightly and said a few words for the school: "If the school is willing to expand its 'law enforcement power', then where is the real boundary?
On the edge of the school, you can say it is close to the school, which makes sense; on Phuket Island, you can say it is the school's private property, which makes sense; wherever the students of First University go, you can say it has jurisdiction over the students, and it makes sense...
As long as the arm is stretched out, before the other arm interrupts it, its touch and jurisdiction have no boundaries... No matter how unacceptable the truth is, in fact, the school can curb its 'nosy' mind.
Being independent is the fundamental reason why you and I can live peacefully on Phuket Island until now."
“Very accurate judgment.”
The wandering wizard was not shy about his compliments, but he changed the topic and smoothly returned to the original topic of discussion between the two: "So, do you also agree that 'principle' or 'temperance' are very important concepts?"
This retort caught Professor Monteria off guard.
He fell silent immediately.
The wandering wizard did not continue to chase and fight. He raised his wine glass and tilted his head to think: "It's also interesting to say that although I have little contact with Colma classmates, I have many friends from the first university that I know.
Among students, I think the two of you are very similar... Of course, it's not about appearance - I'm definitely not implying that you are related to her by blood - I'm referring to a certain temperament, or essential similarity."
The professor looked at the bar owner with a slightly speechless look:
"That's because we are in a similar situation. Just like in the eyes of others, you and her are also very similar, for the same reason. We are both poor people struggling to survive on the edge of the wizarding world, and every step we take is on the abyss and cliff.
If you don't pay attention, you will be shattered into pieces...At that time, being able to deal with Danhag and being sent to the black prison was already a very merciful ending."
This chapter has been completed!