The vast majority of members of the wizarding world can only live as ordinary wizards throughout their lives.
When he is busy, he is busy sketching magic circles, extracting medicinal materials, and refining rare metals; when he is free, he throws one or two fireballs at the hunting ground, mixes three or five potions in the study, and draws seven or eight talismans.
Thoughts and thoughts will eventually turn into ashes.
But this does not mean that they are incompetent, nor does it mean that their abilities are terrible.
On the contrary, being able to successfully live as an official wizard in this world has proven from a certain perspective that their talent is so unique.
Where there is talent, there is distinction and comparison.
Those individuals with more outstanding talents among ordinary wizards will be admitted to the First University for further study.
This means they can go further on the wizarding path.
Going further means living longer and becoming stronger.
Wizards who can enter the First University, even if they have only completed four years of college, can pass the assessment of registered wizards and enjoy a happy life for hundreds of years.
But every talented wizard will not be satisfied with such a short-sighted vision.
Their goals are more distant and unpredictable.
Such as the great wizard.
The highest authority of the Wizards Union has a standing committee, which is responsible for handling all matters in the wizarding world - from establishing diplomatic relations with new civilizations outside the territory to personnel arrangements for the Four Seasons Square Management Committee, almost everything.
The official members of this standing committee are all the great wizards in the wizarding world.
For this reason, this standing committee is jokingly called the "Grand Wizards' Conference" by wizards.
First University occupies more than one-third of the seats in the Grand Wizards' Conference, but at the same time, the Grand Wizards of First University are also the members who are absent from the 'Grand Wizards' Conference' the most - these senior professors prefer to attend meetings
Stay in the laboratory deep in the campus and conduct demonstrations of various possibilities in order to go further on the road of magic.
And now, Professor Emma, a well-known great wizard, not only came to a conference room to participate in the boring monthly meeting of Jiuyou Academy - you must know that she has not been to a great wizard meeting for nearly ten years - but also made a serious show of it.
took out a magic pattern bead.
This unusual statement almost immediately attracted the attention of all the wizards in the conference room.
"Mr. Emma, do you have anything new to give us?" The fat wizard, who had been robbed of a lot of drinks by Lao Yao not long ago, seemed to have forgotten his unhappiness and came over with a smile.
"Pay attention!" His companion hurriedly grabbed the corner of his robe from behind to stop the fat wizard's reckless behavior.
Although they are both faculty members of First University, the differences between different ranks such as teaching assistants, lecturers, ordinary professors, and senior professors are no more superficial than the differences between the four colleges.
Ordinary professors inevitably have a certain natural respect for the great wizard.
Just like the submissiveness of a subordinate to a superior.
After all, great wizards have a transcendent status, vast magical powers, and long lifespans. For most ordinary wizards, including registered wizards, they are existences worth looking up to.
Professor Emma didn't pay any attention to the little actions between several ordinary professors.
She shook her stubby fingers to make the complex magic text on her fingertips rotate more smoothly.
"I'm so sorry, hahahaha." Her loud laughter made the elves serving around her tremble, and even some young teaching assistants looked uneasy.
"Which one of you will comment on this magic text?" Professor Emma turned her face sideways and looked at the ordinary professors and teaching assistants who were gradually surrounding her. Her tone seemed very casual.
Even a little gentle.
This gave many people great courage.
"A standard magic pattern bead contains a very clear aura of 'fire'." A young lecturer seemed to be participating in such a regular meeting for the first time. He was a little embarrassed, but very bravely said: "Moreover, this magic bead
The structure of the article is very solid and can capture the artistic conception very firmly.”
The other wizards nodded or shook their heads, but they all just stared at the slowly rotating magic text, and no one spoke.【】
"It's a cliché, nothing new." Professor Emma glanced at him and commented very rudely: "What do you teach?"
The color on the young lecturer's face suddenly faded, and he stood there helplessly, the courage in his eyes disappearing at an even faster speed.
"Blood heraldry." The poor young man mumbled and replied in a low voice.
"Oh!" Professor Emma slowly nodded her chin and repeated in a tone of sudden enlightenment: "Vampire heraldry."
This is an elective course with a very small audience, and you can only get one credit in exchange for one semester of study. It does not require advanced magic or complex magic skills. Only those wizards who cannot get the upgrade credits will choose it.
Take the 'easy-way'.
Accordingly, the qualification requirements for teachers teaching this course are not too high.
Professor Emma was obviously aware of this, so she did not embarrass the young lecturer any more.
"This young man just told some of the facts...but he didn't get to the point." Professor Emma held the magic text on the fingertips of her left hand, opened the textbook on the table with her right hand, rubbed it with her fingers, and found the same magic text.
Then it appeared in mid-air.
Two three-dimensional magic words appeared in front of everyone at the same time.
"This word! It's more energetic than the 'word' I just picked out from the textbook!" Professor Emma pointed to the magic text on her left hand, emphasizing the pronunciation of that "word".
Professor Yi nodded slightly.
Old Yao smoked his pipe and hid his gaze behind the rising green smoke.
"Magic script is a kind of writing. It first expresses an idea, and secondly it is a symbol. You see, although I just selected a standard magic script from the textbook - its stroke thickness is almost the same, and its structure is completely
It's reasonable and the gap width is almost perfect - but it doesn't have a breath."
"It's just a symbol, not a 'word'."
"As a being that expresses the thoughts of a wizard, the emotional power contained in the magic text determines the power of the magic text. A word without emotions is not a real word. Just like a person, a person without emotions is just a walking zombie."
The onlookers nodded in agreement and responded enthusiastically to Professor Emma's remarks.
Except for a few senior professors.
Lao Yao blew out two smoke rings and wrapped them around two magic words respectively. He closed his eyes and felt the difference carefully.
"The artistic conception in this magic text." He took a breath and slowly exhaled it. When he opened his eyes, his eyes looked extremely deep: "...it does feel familiar."
"Very clear, very strong, very stable!" Professor Yi interrupted his musings, looked at Lao Yao with a warning look, and said urgently: "Such a level of strokes... It is estimated that it will take more than ten or twenty years of accumulation.
, otherwise it would be difficult to write it!”
"Hehe." The wrinkles on Lao Yao's face wrinkled and he laughed with unknown meaning.
"When did you discover... this good idea?" Professor Li's weak voice sounded among several people.
"This week." Professor Emma did not suppress the joy on her face at all: "It's been a long time since I saw this kind of energy... So, you should know that when I found out that this word was used by a person who had just grown up and hadn't even started on the road yet.
'When the little guy wrote it, he was so surprised."
"It's surprising and gratifying enough." Professor Yi Jiazi nodded and commented briefly: "It is a piece of rough jade. If it is slightly carved, it will definitely emit a dazzling brilliance."
The other teachers around were a little confused as they listened to the conversations of several senior professors.
It feels like they are praising the student who wrote this word.
But that doesn’t seem to be the case.
"I just suddenly thought of it," Lao Yao suddenly frowned and turned to look at Professor Emma: "Good talent, excellent ability, plus he is a freshman... Do you plan to push him into Monteria's laboratory?
?”
"I have this plan, but I won't let him in right away." Professor Emma shook his head: "That guy from Monteria still has a very high vision. This little guy doesn't even have a dozen magic words. If he loses it now,
In the past, it would only have been a waste of his talent."
"Very wise." Old Yao nodded, and then analyzed the owner of this magic text in a serious manner:
"You have four magic texts this week, which are for the freshmen of the four colleges. In order, they are Jiuyou Academy, Alpha Academy, Atlas Academy, and Starry Sky Academy. Look at the magic texts you took out.
The time limit should be within two days...then this word should belong to a new student in our Jiuyou Academy."
Professor Li looked like he had seen a ghost.
He let out a long sigh to express his deepest contempt for Lao Yao's exaggerated acting skills.
"The new student in Jiuyou Academy is good at rune construction and has become very famous recently. And among the outstanding ones I mentioned before, there is only one little guy who claims to have the true inheritance of Kunlun." Professor Yi said in no uncertain terms.
Using Lao Yao's reasoning ability, he calculated with his fingers: "It's a freshman named Zheng Qing, from the Astronomy Class 08-1 of Jiuyou College."
"Xiao Yi, your reasoning ability has improved again!" Professor Emma looked surprised.
"Where, where." Professor Yi Jiazi looked modest.
"He got everyone's medium in the divination class... For a fortune-teller, distinguishing aura is a basic skill." Old Yao Youyou pointed out: "The aura of Zheng Qing is most tainted in your word."
Professor Yi touched the tip of his nose, and there was no trace of annoyance at all being exposed on his face.
Professor Emma muttered something and slumped down in the high-backed chair again. She didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly started to giggle.
Professor Yi lowered his head, turned out the tarot deck again, and began to shuffle the cards.
Lao Yao bit his pipe, puffed out streams of green smoke, and submerged his head in the billowing smoke.
Several big shots lost their interest in talking, and the conference room soon fell into a quiet atmosphere again.
This chapter has been completed!