After Being Fancied by a Necromancer

"Good evening, everyone."

The man's voice is like a low-pitched cello, deep and magnetic, very nice.

"Hope you guys have a great night."

His tone was calm and natural, and his elegant male voice was like a meandering snake letter.

As his voice fell, the pressure all over the hall faded like a tide.

Cyril heard a near-unified sigh of relief around him.

"That's Dean Brian, the only dean of Snowberg Wizarding Academy, and the great undead wizard who is well-known in the entire wizarding continent."

Addison Morgan said dryly, his voice full of reverence.

He was staring at the dean, and suddenly felt a blur in front of him, his vision seemed to be blocked by something invisible.

Addison Morgan took off his glasses and sighed, wiped them lightly with a clean white towel on the small round table, and put them back on.

However, the situation has not improved.

He was stunned for a while, realized something, and murmured in a low voice: "Sure enough! Master Dean is very mysterious, and low-level wizard apprentices can't stare at him for a long time."

Addison Morgan pushed his glasses, he turned his head to look at Cyril, and there was a hint of envy in his usual calm tone: "Dean Brian did not teach any courses. It is said that he only He will teach students under his own name. Now, he has only two students, both S-class wizard apprentices, one is the head of the academy Claude Scott, and the other is you...Cyril Lawrence!"

Cyril blinked.

He looked up at the amazingly handsome Dean Brian in the middle of the high platform.

The other party's long silver-white hair seems to be flowing with starlight on the top of the head, and the whole body is still haunted by a faint smoke-gray mist.

Cyril could feel the other party's fluttering sight passing through the crowd and falling on him precisely.

Across a long distance, he met a pair of dark eyes, the sharp edge in the deep black eyes was covered by a playful smile.

Cyril faintly heard a small ticking sound.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly felt that his eyes were firmly fixed, and he couldn't break free.

He couldn't even close his eyes for a while, so he could only maintain his original posture abruptly and directly meet Dean Brian's gaze.

Time seemed to stand still, and the surrounding scene was reduced to a blurred background amid the noise of others.

The end of Cyril's line of sight was only the gaze of the other party staring at him playfully and caringly.

The eyes glide slowly over him with a strong interest.

It is like a viper's sticky sight, sizing the delicate prey it plays in the palm of your hand inch by inch.

Cyril could feel an uncontrollable shudder running down his back, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on his skin.

The strong stress response of his body made him hold his breath.

At this time, there was a soft "tick-" sound in my ear.

"Cyril, come on!"

Jenny put her hands on her cheeks, smiled at Cyril, and gave her sincere encouragement.

Her relaxed smile made Cyril slowly recover.

Although his brain didn't react yet, he also subconsciously raised a smile at Jenny.

No one seemed to notice that he had been absent for a moment.

Time glided forward without interruption and remarkably smooth after an eerie stop.

The sound of chewing and chatting from the surrounding crowd re-entered Cyril's ears, bringing a sense of reality.

As if the silent confrontation between the two of them at that moment was just his own illusion.

】The system quickly and solemnly revealed the truth.

Cyril once again looked at the center of the high platform in front of the hall, and saw Dean Brian slowly turning the tail ring on his finger.

This action is so familiar...

Cyril froze for a moment.

This action that Mr. Scott used to do on a daily basis appeared in his mind for a while.

Thinking of Mr. Scott, Cyril looked around, but did not seem to see the head of the academy.

Maybe Mr. Scott was assigned by the dean to do something else.

Until the end of the dinner, the crowd dispersed, and Cyril did not see his roommate.

He waited in the hall for a while, but still didn't see the other person's figure, so he walked back slowly.

The dormitory area at night is not completely dark.

As the wizards and apprentices come and go, all kinds of lighting methods appear on the trails extending in all directions.

The tip of some apprentice wands lights up brightly, turning the wand into a handy flashlight.

Some wizard apprentices released a light ball floating in the air, and the light ball jumped forward following the pace of its master.

Everyone's favorite light color is different. For a time, various colors of light flickered on the road, as if a light banquet was going on.

Cyril also walked back to the rose hut where he lived under the light of his own night flint and blue light.

Under the cool moonlight, the blooming roses look even more beautiful.

Cyril reported the correct password and opened the door.

He took a comfortable hot bath, let the system set the alarm clock for tomorrow morning, and fell asleep in bed.

Good night's sleep.

The next morning.

Cyril quickly woke up after the system's Divine Comedy called Morning Break.

He originally thought that he would have a nightmare when he was specially "greeted" by Dean Brian last night, but he didn't expect to sleep refreshingly until the next day.

Cyril touched the black wand he put beside the pillow, wondering if the dream-eating tapir in the wand was secretly working.

It seems that with this wand, there are no more nightmares!

Cyril put on the black wizard robe and put other books and stationery into the expansion pocket of the robe.

After a free breakfast in the dining room, Cyril checked the crystal ball again, which read: "Magic Theory Class, Professor: Christina Black, Classroom 001, Class Hours :nine in the morning."

After he left the restaurant, he took the teleportation array to the front of classroom 001.

Fifteen minutes before class at nine o'clock, the classroom was almost full of wizard apprentices.

The freshmen were excited and full of energy on their first day of class.

Some people gathered with the head of the same table, whispering something; some people took out their wands and tried spells;

Cyril was looking for a seat in the crowd, and he saw Addison Morgan sitting in the first row of the classroom with an empty seat beside him.

So Cyril walked over and sat down beside him.

"Good morning, Morgan."

Cyril took out his textbook - "A Beginner's Guide to Theory of Magic", parchment and quill, and laid it out on the table.

"Good morning, Cyril."

Addison Morgan looked up from the page and nodded to Cyril.

He paused and said suddenly: "It seems that your title of S-rank apprentice is very jealous."

Cyril followed Morgan's line of sight and saw the boy with light brown hair.

He sat on their right diagonal, caught a glimpse of Cyril's gaze, and snorted arrogantly.

"Honestly, I don't know what's going on, I don't know him at all."

Cyril shrugged and said helplessly.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."

Addison Morgan sighed.

He pushed his glasses and said in a low voice: "Friendly reminder, Professor Black's first class likes to take exams."

Exam?

Cyril's heart suddenly lifted.

However, Cyril still looked eagerly at his tablemate and asked, "Do you know the exam question or answer? I mean, you look sure!"

Addison Morgan's glasses reflected a light.

He said calmly: "The false academic **** knows the answer in advance, and the real academic **** himself is the answer."

Yes.

Cyril no longer looked at the true scholar, he opened the book and quickly reviewed it again.

When the minute of the wall clock on the classroom wall reached the 12 position, there was a crisp closing sound at the door.

Wizard Christina Blake, with neat short hair, entered.

She was wearing a sky blue wizard robe, holding a stack of parchment in her arms, and the corners of the robe flew around as she walked.

"Okay, apprentice wizards. Close your Introductory Guide to Theory of Magic."

The short-haired witch walked to the front of the classroom, turned around, and glanced at everyone.

The freshmen looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Christina raised her eyebrows slightly and turned the crooked wand she held in her hand.

Suddenly, all the books spread out on the table slammed together, and the books quickly flew to the podium and folded.

The book in Cyril's hand also broke free, and flew forward together with the textbooks on the front, back, left and right, and a small storm was also set off during the flight.

Christina waved her wand again, and the parchments in her hand fell in front of each new student.

"Now, the timer begins. Timely rewind in fifteen minutes."

The serious-looking young witch did not explain anything.

She looked around the classroom and saw that everyone was starting to answer the questions before she walked to the chair next to her and sat down.

Then, she waved her wand, and a huge hourglass appeared over the classroom, and the sand in the hourglass was passing fast.

Cristina thought of something, and took out a small paper figure.

This little paper figure is agile and has excellent bouncing ability.

Christina blew a breath at the little paper figurine in her palm, and it floated from her palm to the podium.

Then, I saw this little guy squat down gently, made a take-off posture, and jumped onto the hourglass above the classroom the next moment.

The little paper man sat on the hourglass, the thin paper head turned around, trying to catch a cheating student.

Cyril looked at the parchment in his hand and quickly scanned the topic from top to bottom.

It's all the theories mentioned in the "Introduction to Magic Theory".

Cyril dipped ink with a quill pen and began to write quickly. His handwriting was a bit sloppy because he wrote too quickly.

Time passed little by little, and only the last small piece of sand remained in the upper half of the huge hourglass.

In the last row of the classroom, a boy with short black hair quietly raised his head, craned his neck and looked at Professor Black in front of him.

He saw her with her head down as if she was looking at the book in her hand, and did not look like she was seriously invigorating the exam.

"Hey Hausman! Show me your answer."

He moved towards the same table beside him, and said in an almost whispering voice.

While speaking, he glanced at Hausman's paper at the same table.

Just as he looked back and prepared to copy the answer quickly, the little man sitting on the hourglass rolled himself into a paper ball and aimed at the boy who was trying to opportunistically.

The next moment, a howl sounded in the classroom - the seemingly ineffective paper ball turned the boy's eyes into panda eyes.

The paper ball completed the task, stretched its limbs again and returned to a small paper man.

The little paper figure jumped up and down on the table of the wizard apprentices with majestic steps.

Cyril heard the movement, and his quill froze.

But he refrained from looking back and continued to answer the question.

But the moment he lowered his head, he seemed to see something white flashing past his eyes.

Is this a new type of cheating? ?

It didn't take long for the fine sand in the huge hourglass to flow into the lower half of the hourglass.

The whole hourglass exploded with a bang, turning into countless colored notes in the air.

Christina heard the movement, waved her wand, and all the parchment answer sheets of all the wizard apprentices flew towards the podium.

"I'm not done!"

"Me too!"

"A lot can't be done!"

…

The voice of the dragon and the dragon rang in the classroom.

The wizard apprentices looked somber as their unfinished papers flew away.

Cyril managed to finish the last question before the hourglass finished.

But he was worried that the handwriting was too sloppy and elegant, and he wondered if the professor would deduct points for him.

He looked up to the final destination of the parchments.

The parchments were stacked on the podium, and there was a small man cut out of paper standing on the pile of rolls, which was very eye-catching.

Then Wizard Black placed a red quill pen almost the size of his entire body in front of the little paper figure.

The little paper figure held the quill pen and began to change the test paper.

It was so fast that it quickly turned a piece of parchment over.

"Okay. Your grades will come out before get out of class ends, and this will determine how much homework each of you does."

Christina stood in front of the podium, blocking the little paper figure who was rewriting the scroll.

When she began to speak, the attention of all the wizard apprentices returned to the short-haired witch.

"Classes begin now."

Everyone sat upright, watching the teaching materials on the podium fly back into their hands.

Cyril discovered that this short-haired witch is indeed a neat and tidy temperament, and her lectures are also concise and clear, without any procrastination.

"The power of the wizard comes from the mastery of energy and knowledge in nature."

Christina said calmly:

"Energy is the magic element. In simple terms, our wizards improve their spiritual power through meditation, use the spiritual power to sense the existence of magic elements in the surrounding environment, and absorb and condense the magic elements into magic power."

."

With that, Christina waved her wand.

Seven light spots appeared in the air in front of her, flashing light of different colors.

"Each wizard apprentice has a different element affinity, in the process of future study and practice, you will find out which element or elements have the highest affinity, choose your own affinity High elements can improve magic power, and get twice the result with half the effort.”

"The magic spell is the most efficient way to release magic power to achieve the goal that countless senior wizards have explored and tried. You need to learn the established magic runes first, understand and master most of them The way of releasing the magic spell is commonly used, and on this basis, the next step of exploration and innovation can be completed.”

Christina smiled and waved her wand gracefully.

"This is the element of light. Commonly used, such as 'Lighting Spell'."

The next moment, a soft ball of light appeared from the tip of Christina's wand, which looked very comfortable.

Presumably for a demonstration to apprentice wizards.

Cyril could clearly see her wand guiding the many white spots in the air into a bright mass.

"This is the dark element."

At this time, Christina used her wand to gather a lot of black particles into a spooky crow.

The next moment, the crow opened its mouth and let out a mournful crow chirping.

The wizard apprentices frowned when they heard this gloomy cry, as if their hearts were caught by the crow's sharp claws.

Christina shook her wand, and the crow disappeared immediately.

Cyril could see that the dark elements that had just gathered together suddenly overflowed.

Next, the short-haired witch demonstrated the remaining five magic elements, each of which has a magical charm.

Afterwards, she introduced the general meditation method.

During the next free practice time, Cyril gently closed his eyes.

According to what Professor Black said, he tried to feel the magic elements around him while meditating, trying to discover which magic elements he had affinity with.

The author has something to say: see a lot of cute people in the comments saying that they can't remember their names, here is a list of characters who have appeared! It doesn't matter if you can't remember, just follow the main point of view =3

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Cyril Lawrence: The protagonist of this article is cute, S-class wizard apprentice, nickname (exclusive): little rose, little bone

Dean Brian/Mr. Scott/Mr. Wizard/Undead Wizard: The only attack in this article! The dog man who covets beautiful bones, the monster in the vest, the actor of the show, the giant with magic power

Chris Black: Womenswear tycoon, puppet master, puppeteer, Christina's younger brother

Christina Black: Vice President, short-haired handsome sister, Chris' sister, professor of magic theory ★Cyril's friends

Addison Morgan: data maniac, round glasses, notebook and pen

Warren Abraham: Philadelphia fellow, a little beauty with eyesight

Jenny Weber: Philadelphia fellow, optimistic girl with foresight, younger brother

Lords Spokesperson Lodz Webb: fellow Philadelphian, Jenny her brother

Paris Gradler: Philadelphia fellow, young master has a temper, and gradually understands current affairs after being beaten by reality

Grace Abraham: Philadelphia fellow, sister of the Warren family, granddaughter of Earl Abraham