"Screaming like I saw a ghost." Along with a low and erratic voice outside the door, the door creaked open, and a young man with messy hair walked in. His eyelids were swollen, and his light blue eyes were bloodshot, as if
It's been a long time since I had a good rest.
Behind him, a pale and blurry figure clung to him, its feet far away from the ground, floating forward. With its appearance, the whole bedroom suddenly became cold, as if it had returned to early spring from a late spring night.
In the early morning, people shudder.
Donnie shuddered and hurriedly put on the long dress he had taken off: "Sammy, I see the ghost behind you every day, why am I still afraid of ghosts? Besides, are there really any evil spirits, those necromancers?
The teacher must be smiling from ear to ear when he catches me."
This is the disadvantage of magic schools. There is no room for ghost legends. Unlike general schools, there are often similar stories. For example, a girl was hanged in a certain laboratory, so when she was doing experiments alone at night,
It is often the case that experimental materials are lost inexplicably, or urgently needed materials that were originally placed far away suddenly appear at hand.
Of course, there are also legends in the magic school. For example, it is said that the gloomy old mage who oversees the anatomy room often conducts research on living people, so he lives there all year round without going out, and that is why he so irritably refuses anyone to approach his room.
Sami yawned: "Then why do you scream so miserably? You are a good apprentice among the top twenty in our grade."
The ghost's hands behind him suddenly stretched like rubber bands, grabbed the water glass and kettle, poured a full glass and fed it to Sammy's mouth.
"No matter how good the apprentice is, when faced with so many formulas, equations, concepts, principles, magic runes, and spell models, he will feel like his head is going to explode, even if it is just the most superficial and simple study." Danny rubbed his forehead.
, secretly murmured in his heart, especially so many theories, formulas, equations, constants and models are prefixed with Lucien or Evans, how can it not make people so irritated that they want to travel to the past and kill that Excellency to avoid
These tormenting things appear.
Thinking of this, Downey sighed and said: "And I don't have a 'lucidity necklace' or an 'energy ring'. Unlike you, I was born with a spirit behind me. I mastered necromancy spells very well, and I have been possessed by Hyde."
Booking at Magic Academy, for me, I can only rely on myself for everything, and I am not allowed to fail. In the long run, I will always be tired and irritable."
He is quite aware of his own psychological condition.
Sammy lowered his head and took a sip of water, and yawned again without any image: "You have a really good grasp of psychological analysis in the field of illusion. It would be great if you can vent this repression."
Then, he fell lazily on his bed, closed his eyes, and said vaguely: "The spirit behind you is very troublesome. It will absorb your energy, affect your state, and... will make girls afraid to approach you.
, if it were during the reign of the Cult of Truth, I would have been directly tied to the stake... If I hadn't been born with a special soul and a special place of birth, the spirit behind it would be difficult to get rid of without harming myself. I...
…”
As he talked, he fell asleep, breathing softly and almost non-stop, while the spirit behind him lay under him and hugged him tightly.
Donnie glanced at his roommate and sighed softly. You dislike it, but I can't envy it. Anyway, if you become an official mage in the future, those female magicians will not be afraid of the evil spirits behind them.
He heard Sami mention that he was originally a twin, but because he was near the gap in the world of the dead, the mother's body was damaged, and one of the babies was already dead when they were finally born.
After gathering his composure, Downey regained his composure, put aside the review of "Introduction to the Basics of Arcana" and "History of Arcana and Magic", and concentrated on practicing spell model analysis.
Tomorrow, I should also have a "sobriety necklace"!
…………
As a strange and difficult mantra sounded and a little crystal-cold powder slid down, a clear ray wrapped in cold air shot out, freezing a thick layer of white frost on the target, right at the throat.
Downey looked at his results with satisfaction, and secretly thanked Mr. Evans in his heart. Since he initially explored the nature of magic, the functions of many spells have been analyzed, and they have been simplified accordingly. Otherwise, he would not be able to do that.
Quickly shoot a "frost ray".
"Okay, today's spell practice is over." The teacher in charge of practical magic instruction clapped his hands to indicate the end of today's class.
Donnie stopped quickly, put away the spell-casting materials, said hello to Sammy next to him, who was dazed as if he would never wake up, and hurried to the platform outside the school.
Today is Sunday, and there are no classes in the afternoon.
Nearly forty minutes later, public transport No. 36 arrived at Triumph Avenue, and Downey quickly walked into the "Knowledge Bookstore".
"Good afternoon, sir." Downey said hello, and then he was a little shy and didn't know what to say.
The boss with a pair of owl-like eyes and a dark yellow beard laughed and said: "Good afternoon, you came on time. I have prepared the sobriety necklace and contract."
As he spoke, he took out a pale gold necklace. On the necklace, five light blue gemstones the size of gravel were inlaid. They exuded a faint coolness, as if there was a clear spring inside, and the position of each other
It just forms a mutated pentagram.
"It's an official magic item level 'Awakening Necklace'..." Although he hasn't learned the identification technique yet, Downey has also taken a basic alchemy item identification class in school. Such obvious fluctuation characteristics allowed him to identify this item at a glance.
I became excited and confused about the true grade of this necklace. Mr. Evans once said that in most cases there is a conspiracy hidden in unprovoked gifts, no matter whether the conspiracy is good or bad.
The boss touched his beard and said with a smile: "I'm just renting it to you, not giving it to you."
"Actually, I am a very utilitarian person. I do good deeds just to get rewards. Although I rent it to you very cheaply now, after you become an official magician in the future, if I ask you for help with something, you will do it within your ability.
Don’t you agree? This is equivalent to a long-term investment for me, an investment that does not harm my own interests at all.”
With the improvement of infrastructure such as roads and railway tracks, and the popularization of similar things promoted by magic cars, magic steam trains, steam ships, aircraft and small fission devices, the exchange of items from various places has become more convenient, and the banking industry has also flourished, making
Many innovations.
Hearing the boss's answer, Downey felt a little more at ease. Although he was still a little confused, he seemed to be quite optimistic about himself, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Investment is all about vision and connections, so he quickly picked up the
I read the contract next to me carefully.
According to the key points of the contract mentioned in the magic school, Downey reviewed it one by one. The contract was very simple and had no differences at all. Therefore, Downey quickly came to the conclusion, gritted his teeth, picked up the quill and signed his own.
real name.
A light flame emerged, quickly burning the contract clean, but at the same time two copies were printed.
"The contract is established, take this necklace." The boss handed the necklace to Downey.
After Tangny controlled the necklace according to the standard procedure, he put it directly on his neck. He immediately felt a coolness flowing through his body. The restlessness and depression of the past few days were all swept away. He felt refreshed and comfortable like never before.
"Donnie." The boss suddenly said, "Which magic school are you going to apply for in the Unified Entrance Examination for Higher Schools of Magic? Holt? Tower? Heidler? Or something else?"
There are currently nine higher magic schools in the entire Magic Council. Among them, Holt Academy specializes in microscopic and elemental fields, Tower Academy specializes in macroscopic fields such as astrology and cosmology, and Heidler Academy specializes in necromancy, genetics, medical and other fields.
, and applying for different colleges requires additional exams with different content, so more than a month before the "Unified Entrance Examination", students will choose the college they want to apply for to facilitate the arrangement of the final exam.
Downey subconsciously wanted to answer Holt College, because this is the first institution of higher learning in the Parliament. The arcanists who teach are powerful and knowledgeable, and they are good at the most wonderful and microscopic fields involving the world and the essence of magic. Who doesn't yearn for it?
it?
But when he looked at his boss's owl-like eyes, he suddenly thought of the painful feeling last night. Those equations and formulas that were so complicated that just a rough understanding of them made people want to die, and those equations and formulas that made people feel dizzy and want to kill.
Introducing the mathematical model, the "curses" with the prefix Lucien or Evans made him feel irritated and resentful from the bottom of his heart.
When he thought about stepping deeper into the "Evans field" in the future, he felt that life was gloomy and there was no sunshine in sight.
"I, I haven't made up my mind yet. Originally, I wanted to apply for Holt College, but the others seem to be good. I'm pretty good at every course." Downey answered vaguely.
The boss laughed and sighed: "I am actually a magician, and I entered the magical world under the influence of the "Arcane and Magic Herald"."
"I once ambitiously wanted to make huge achievements in the micro field that I would be proud of. After all, Mr. Evans only established the framework, and there are still many details and foundations that have not been thoroughly studied. Unfortunately, when I study and research in depth
Later, I discovered that in this field, only those truly talented arcanists can move forward, while people like me can only learn mediocrely and find it difficult to even follow."
"What's even more frightening is that in order to concentrate on theoretical research, I completely ignored the application of magic, so that my strength stagnated and I quit the team heading to the top of the pyramid early. I could only open a bookstore like this to pass the time.
"
Donnie was stunned and said, "Sir, why don't you change the direction of your research?"
"I'm trying to develop in the direction of undead, but with a weak foundation and a fixed mindset, everything is very difficult." The boss didn't say anything more and signaled that Downey could leave.
Downey walked on the street in a daze, his mind filled with the boss's words and his previous thoughts, which gradually merged into one thought: I don't want to be shrouded in the aura of Mr. Evans, and I don't want to be entangled in the complicated formulas and equations. For the rest of your life, don’t talk about Lucien or Evans or even in your dreams every day...
Then, what field is without the "shadow" of Mr. Evans? (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)