Hunting College

Unlike other courses that are formally included in the plan, practical courses do not have strict requirements for teachers.

For example, teachers in practice courses do not need to have a very prominent professional foundation, be able to use more than three foreign languages ​​proficiently, do not need to have more than five years of teaching experience in colleges and universities, nor do they need to be in charge of reporting in the Wizarding League Large-scale experiments, or the experience of publishing academic papers in journals with impact factor max.

The first university has only two requirements for practical teachers: first, have the level of a registered wizard; second, have more than three years of demon hunting experience (experience in hunting team organization is preferred).

For many young and inexperienced teaching assistants at the First University, there is no classroom that is more suitable for them than practical courses.

But Hilda is not included among these people.

Hilda Don Alfonso, an ordinary member of the first university teaching assistant group.

Although it has not been five years since he graduated from Alpha Academy, Hilda has nearly ten years of experience in hunting monsters.

At the age of fifteen, he was allowed to enter the family’s hunting grounds; by the age of 18, after coming to the first university, he plunged into Alpha’s hunting grounds; until now, nearly ten years of demon hunting career has allowed him You can be very conceited to pat your chest in front of the deans, and deal with the various demon hunting matters arranged by the professor joint meeting freely.

His dream is to take a hunting team and wander the world in a new world of freedom, instead of guarding the dozens of young faces in front of him to waste years in this small campus.

Yes, for a young registered wizard, the campus of the First University is too small and too narrow.

It is so small that it takes less than a minute to walk around the island with the escape technique;

From morning to night every day, there are always so few familiar faces before my eyes, which is exhausting;

He was so small that he couldn't avoid the all-pervasive guardian formation and did some interesting little experiments as he pleased.

However, as a member of the famous Alfonso family in the wizarding world, Hilda Don Alfonso did not have many choices from an early age.

When he was five years old, his grandfather taught him how to clean the cauldron, how to control the heat, and how to adjust painkillers; he had no choice but to obediently accept the training of an old wizard.

When he was ten years old, his mother began to ask him to recite the history of the Alfonso family, so that he remembered those weird coats of arms and enemies from eight lifetimes ago; he had no choice but to accept the history of the wizard family honestly.

When he was fifteen years old, his father threw him into the family’s hunting ground, and made him struggle with life and death with simple magic equipment and cheap books; he had no choice but to live.

At the age of twenty, he is already an outstanding public-funded student in the first university. He has held an important position on the hunting team. However, facing the invitation of the hemophilia, he still has no choice but to bear it helplessly. The honor of the family.

Until now, five years after graduation, Hilda still doesn't have much choice.

Although he dreams of leading a hunting team to become famous in the new world; in fact, he can only stay in the first university peacefully and act as a glorious and small assistant in the staff roster of the first university.

"This university is a stagnant water." He complained to his partners more than once: "There is no hope, no future, no freedom. For an Alpha, is there anything more terrifying than losing freedom?"

"Yes." Standing in the Green Valley, Assistant Professor Hilda looked at the unscrupulous freshmen not far away, and said to himself in a low voice: "It's more terrifying than losing freedom. The thing is that you have no choice."

He raised his head, looked at the lazy young wizards under the bamboo forest, and took a deep breath.

"Give me all down!" he yelled, "It's class!"

"Jiuyou Academy Astronomy Class 08-1, Alpha Academy Alchemy Class 08-1, you guys, get out of here!"

The weather is very sunny.

In the azure blue sky, only a few thin clouds floated scattered.

The tail of summer seems to be covered with the spikes of a cactus, and the person's skin hurts.

Because there were no bells for class outdoors, Zheng Qing and others stayed in the shade of the purple bamboo forest, avoiding the hot sun.

Hearing the exaggerated greeting from the teacher of the practice class, the freshmen of Astronomy 08-1 class sighed, stood up in twos and threes, stepped on the soft lawn, lined up sparsely, and walked to the small playground under the hillside.

At the same time, on the opposite hillside, the white robes of the 08-1 class of alchemists lined up neatly, trotting all the way to the only figure standing on the small playground.

"That group of hypocrites!" Duan Xiaojian gritted his teeth behind Zheng Qing, and said angrily: "Every day clamoring that talent determines destiny and the family makes the future. When encountering the teacher's stinky feet, he runs faster than anyone else."

"You really want to support it." Fatty Xin laughed at him unceremoniously: "It's just that I don't have the guts."

Zheng Qing squinted his eyes and looked at the figures in the white robe, without speaking.

Because it is a school-wide compulsory course, coupled with the special schedule for freshmen-almost all practical classes are scheduled on Friday afternoon-so the teaching staff is relatively tight, the school simply merged the practical classes into one class.

Each teacher in the practice class teaches two classes at the same time.

For example, the Astronomy Class 08-1 of Jiuyou College where Zheng Qing is located, was assigned to the same teaching assistant along with the freshmen of Alpha Academy's 08-1 Alchemy Class.

Zheng Qing, the assistant teacher's face, is also very familiar.

Hilda, one of the guards of the first university plane.

When Nikita was raging in the dining room of the special plane, the Hilda assistant teacher appeared beside the students.

Even if almost half a month passed, Zheng Qing still clearly remembered the cynical voice behind the bar and his unique punk style.

"Hello teacher!"

The red-robed freshmen and the white-robed freshmen stood on both sides of Hilda~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and bowed at the same time to salute the teacher.

"All the Qings are flat." Hilda replied with a serious face.

Zheng Qing staggered under his feet, and then stood up straight with a face full of black lines.

What the **** is Zhu Qing's flat body!

Is this a funny comparison!

This is a funny comparison!

Especially our practical teacher is a funny one!

Zheng Qing sternly, looking at the expressionless and serious assistant teacher in front of him, couldn't help but spit in my heart.

"If something happens, let's start a fight if nothing happens!" The assistant teacher in Doubi still had a serious face, completely ignoring the bewildered faces below.

"Sir, sir!" Li Meng raised his little hand and exclaimed cheerfully: "I have something to start!"

"Good!" Doubi's assistant waved his hand, his expression admiring: "But it doesn't hurt to speak!"