Ugardo Magic School Cabinet
This is an ancient wizard training school with a long cultural history.
It is built on the top of Moon Mountain with a wide view.
As for their buildings, they are compared with buildings like Hogwarts, which are large enough to accommodate a large number of young wizards.
To put it mildly, it’s called being close to nature.
The architectural aesthetics are ancient traditional buildings, shed houses with stone, mud or trees as the main materials.
But with the blessing of magic, they are as hard as reinforced concrete.
The principal's office cabinet has been finely decorated after incorporating "foreign capital"
From the outside, it looks like a Gothic building made of blue-gray rocks.
It is located on the second highest hill, because the highest peak is the Sacrifice Square of Ugadu.
second floor
The window with its diamond frame was half open.
Because Ugadu is located above the clouds, a ray of golden sunlight reaches the inside of the college without any obstacles.
It successfully reached the half-open window and passed through the only obstacle, then spilled directly onto the thick golden-red wool carpet.
Contribute to the brightness of the entire room. Cabinet
A small beam of sunlight lit up the entire magnificent room.
There is a huge difference in decoration style between the inside and outside of the room.
There are glazed crystal chandeliers on the roof that reflect light... Solid wood furniture with complex but structured patterns is placed on the floor.
These exquisite pieces of furniture obviously cannot be made in Ugadu!
Even with magic help!
In addition, there are also some incongruities between indoor and outdoor spaces.
This is exactly the architectural application of the traceless expansion spell brought by the Colonial Department of the French Ministry of Magic. Cabinet
They went through some negotiations with the elders of Ugadu.
Finally, an agreement was reached to preserve the simple appearance of the building.
But they don't care what kind of magic the colonists want to use to decorate the room...
The owner of the room is Ross Steve, who is now the office director of the Colonial Department of the French Ministry of Magic. With the fall of France, he was directly sent to Ugardou to take up a post. He is also the current principal of Ugardou.
As a noble and elegant gentleman.
He will not accept the honor of the previous principals of Ugadu - wearing the robe of beasts and the hood of beasts.
Although blessed by magic, the robes and turbans made of the hair on the heads of countless magical animals still maintain a spotless appearance. The cabinet
However, there were no deodorizing magic or potions back then.
This resulted in these two items having some animal body fat smell.
As an ordinary modern person, it is difficult to accept this kind of miscellaneous smell, let alone a pampered aristocrat.
Since joining the principal's office.
He threw all the original things into the utility room, tied a chain on the door, and cast a spell.
He made up his mind that he would not open this door!
Therefore, Ross Steve was still wearing a decent suit, a bowler hat on his head, and white silk gloves with rose patterns on his hands. The cabinet
Lying on the leather sofa, with his side facing the table but his legs resting on it, his leather shoes were shining brightly.
At first glance, you will feel that he has a little mysophobia!
Ross Steve wasn't working or thinking about work.
He turned his back to the grandfather clock that made a slight mechanical sound, and the fingers of his hand close to the table were tapping rhythmically on the table in time with the mechanical sound.
It seemed that Ross Steve was in a very good mood, because he was also humming a cheerful unknown ditty softly.
Maybe he improvised it!
Just when the tune reached its highest and most intense climax, Ross Steve's humming stopped abruptly, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in place, except for his ears lightly twitching a few times. The cabinet
As if he was sure of something, Ross Steve continued to remain motionless.
However, a thin layer of black mist began to spread out with him as the center.
Soon it spread throughout the room.
As if adding a layer of filters, the warm tones of gold and red were instantly replaced by cool tones of blue and black. For example, the brown-red dark wood desk quickly turned into blue-black under the influence of the breath.
Even the golden sunshine has a tendency to move closer to the moonlight...
Ross Steve's hearing is different from ordinary people. In a quiet environment, he can easily distinguish the sound of each gear operating.
Originally, he was composing this rhythmic symphony alone.
But a noisy footsteps full of earthy smell appeared on the wool blanket outside the door.
The heavy footsteps and chaotic rhythm seriously interfered with Ross Steve's listening to the sound of gears biting.
At first, Ross Steve thought he was hallucinating, but when the owner of the footsteps walked firmly towards him again, his beautiful mood changed 180 degrees.
However, for the shadow, for the glory, for the immortality of the soul...
Ross Steve read his beliefs and obsessions silently many times. Only then did he manage to adjust his mood and suppress the murderous intention in his heart.
Such a barbaric, vulgar, and eyesore...
Bang——cabinet
Sure enough, the person didn't knock on the door, but just opened the office door.
Because of his living environment, there is no concept of a door at all...
"Steve, I fulfilled the agreement between you and me! They agreed! Where is the wand you promised me?!"
The person who came was none other than Basa, who had his breasts exposed. He shouted loudly at the door with an almost sincere voice.
Obviously, he didn't have enough eyesight to notice the murderous intent that seemed to be overflowing from Ross Steve's eyes.
"Hmph! I don't even bother to do such a breach of contract."
Taking a few deep breaths, Ross Steve kept telling himself in his heart that these people were all sacrifices. They would all become fertilizer for the rise of the Shadow Empire and a stepping stone to his own goal. Cabinet
It's not worth getting angry with a group of fertilizers.
He is the spokesperson he chose... he chose himself... he chose himself...
After repeated self-hypnosis in his heart, the magic power around Ross Steve finally smoothed out a lot.
Just like that, after a long time, Ross Steve turned his chair, sat upright, and snorted coldly. Seeing that Barcelona was about to urge him again impatiently, he reached out and opened a drawer under the table.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Under Barcelona's eager gaze, a shabby, wrinkled package that was incompatible with the surrounding gorgeous decorations appeared in his sight.
"Steve! This is not what we agreed to do! Are you lying to me?"
The angry Barcelona roared, obviously, he realized that what Ross Steve gave him was not good goods.
Ross Steve was extremely sensitive to sounds, and he was caught off guard by such a blow, and a slight sense of nausea came to his heart.
"Huh! You lazy guys, if I hand over the things in the agreement to you, you won't work seriously!"
Suppressing the feeling of nausea, Ross Steve threw the crumpled package at Barcelona's feet. Then he took out a white handkerchief from his arms and wiped his fingers vigorously and carefully.
Although, from taking out the package to throwing it out, he was using one hand without a staff to cast the package in the air, but this did not prevent him from feeling psychologically awkward.
"Just these broken wooden sticks!?"
Even though he was very reluctant, Barcelona couldn't wait to pick up and open the package because of his desire for the things in the bag. However, when he took out a wand, he found that the wand was full of holes. It was obvious that something bad had happened to him.
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I counted them carefully and found that they were all inferior quality wands, and there were fewer than the agreed number. The cabinet was filled with wands.
A burst of anger naturally surged into Barcelona's heart. He suddenly raised his head and faced Ross Smith.
Tiff glared.
However, Ross Steve didn't care at all about Barcelona's offense at this time.
At this time, he was teasing Barcelona with an attitude of teasing a pet...or even a wild cat on the roadside.
"I just promised to give you the wand, I didn't say what kind of wand it was!"
"If you don't want it, you can take it out and destroy it."
"This part of the amount has been deducted from the agreement, and the remaining wand will be given to you after the plan is completed."
"Also, it seems that you have no intention of asking about how to use the wand!"
"After all, our magic can be cast by reciting the right spell and imitating the gestures."
After the words fell, Ross Steve looked at Barcelona with a casual expression and obvious threats.
Facing the white-skinned man who looked askance at him, the simple-minded Barcelona also felt the contempt from Ross Steve at this time.
However, he thought about his desperate tribe and the French Ministry of Magic's strict colonial wand leakage laws.
He had to swallow this breath back.
Now that the war has begun, a large number of tribe members go to the battlefield to exchange for fresh supplies for the tribe.
Otherwise, he, the tribal chief, would have to stay away from Ugadu for the survival of the tribe.
It is said that it gives oneself the space to live freely, but it is really only within the tribe that you can move freely, and everything outside is a colony.
In other words, they cannot hunt and capture food in the colony at will without authorization.
This resulted in a large number of members having to participate in wars in exchange for the survival of the tribe and themselves.
Moreover, the activity of magic power in nature is very different in Ugaduli compared with the outside world.
If he is busy with trivial matters, his status as chief will be in jeopardy.
However, without tribal members, can I still be considered a chief?
Fortunately, I heard a soliloquy of Ross Steve, the current principal of Ugardo.
"These idiots, the law stipulates that if there is a wand in the tribe whose origin cannot be explained, it will be severely punished, but as long as you do something for me, I say hello to my colleagues, won't the matter be solved?"
Ulu thought for a long time that night, and then came to Ross Steve to seek skin from the tiger.
Assume that the wizard's natural magical affinity is third level.
First class is the Squib, which can see and contact things in the magical world, and can also use magical equipment.
The second class is an ordinary little wizard. When he was a child, he might have encountered a magic weapon, which made him a top horse in the second class. But unfortunately, he can only cast spells by holding a magic wand.
A third-level wizard who could cast spells without a wand was the only person qualified to learn spells before the invention of the wand.
As for the African continent where Barcelona is located, even though the conditions for their witchcraft learning are not so harsh, they are still able to cast spells without a wand.
Only those children who can activate magical powers or have better talents when they are young can become wizards in the tribe.
This resulted in that only a few people in each tribe could perform magic, and the rest used external objects to perform witchcraft.
And now, Ross Steve vouched for himself, allowing the second-rate wizard members of his tribe to have independent spellcasting abilities.
In other words, this is not just a wand, but as long as the wand is not damaged, there will be many more powerful wizards in the tribe who can stand alone!
In the end, the hesitant Barcelona gave in.
Like a defeated dog, he left Ross Steve's office in despair.
However, when he flew away from the mountain peak where the principal's office is located on the bone staff, the cabinet
His dejected look disappeared.
Humph, my tribe only needs to be qualified to hold wands, but I still can't be too arrogant and go back and wrap the skins of these wands around the outside of those wands.
The wand that bastard Steve gave himself was worse than those wandering wizards who sneaked into his tribe.
Why can Barcelona say this? Naturally, Barcelona has many magic wands with excellent quality!
Ross Steve obviously did not expect Barcelona to have such thoughts.
He underestimated the wisdom of a leader who led a tribe to survive on a barbaric and desolate continent.
However, due to lack of knowledge, Barcelona.
He just took advantage of it.
After that, Ross Steve's goal was still achieved...
Barca's tribe paid a heavy price for Barca's greed.
Of course, this will all happen later.
Now, watching Barcelona leave the hilltop here through the half-opened window, Ross Steve let out a long sigh of relief.
Successfully, he returned to the starting position, sunk comfortably into the sofa, and continued to follow the rhythm of the clock tapping on the table.
It's a pity that the inspiration just now can no longer be found. Cabinet
I tried to recall it, but after all I couldn't remember it.
Even if there is magical means, it can help Ross Steve find the tune just now.
But when the creative inspiration disappears, it disappears.
Then, Ross Steve stood up suddenly.
He took out his wand and shouted at the ground.
"Shattered to pieces!"
For a time, the expensive carpets, sunken wood floor tiles, and the door inlaid with many gems were all blown to pieces by this angry curse. The cabinet
"Whirlwind sweeps away!"
A cleansing spell.
The broken pieces of debris swirled together.
Snapped--
Ross Steve snapped his fingers.
A house elf dressed neatly but with two tangled arms appeared quietly.
Don't ask, those little elves that appeared with a snap have already been dealt with. Cabinet
The elf didn't speak, and leaned quietly waiting for his master to assign him a task.
"Take these scraps away."
"Come back! Take this stone with you! It's contaminated with bad luck!"
...
Obviously, Ross Steve destroyed everything that Barcelona had physical contact with.
The elf comes quietly and leaves quietly.
"I hope you will be obedient. Proof of the existence of the wand's right to use is only a matter of words from me..." The cabinet
Ruoyouruowu's murmur suddenly echoed in the room.
Then there was a rhythmic sound of casting spells.
What you destroy can only be repaired by yourself.
After all, no one else has these expensive materials.
This chapter has been completed!