Hunting High School

The incident of Satogua's big eyeball being exploded only lasted for a few minutes in the minds of the students before it was erased by a strange force.

On the next morning, during class on Monday, Zheng Qing was shocked to find that, except for him, all the members of the school, including Tianwen Class 08-1 and the Forgiveness Hunting Team, were concerned about the "big eyeball" in the night sky last night. Zi' and that cyan streamer's demeanor have been completely forgotten.

Even for Zheng Qing, the picture in his impression became more and more blurred, leaving only a clear concept of this matter.

Obviously, this is someone, or some people with great power, who are eliminating the influence of the appearance of evil monsters. For Zheng Qing, the results were mixed. The good thing is that in the short term, he doesn't seem to have to worry about Satogua coming to make trouble for own, but the bad thing is that he seems to have offended that evil monster a little bit more ruthlessly.

Moreover, the methods used by the relevant departments to eradicate the influence of evil spirits also made the young wizard feel sympathetic, and he became more and more eager to obtain more powerful magic power.

This requires him to study harder and harder.

After more than half a year of university life, Zheng Qing has a rough understanding of his future wizarding path, as well as a not-so-clear but predictable expectation such as graduating on time and becoming an excellent registered wizard.

Of course, all this is a bit far away for a student who has just entered school for half a year. What he can do now is to earn credits as much as possible, and then master the magic knowledge taught by the professors thoroughly.

According to the teaching plan of First University, the first year of university is a process of adaptation and solid foundation for young wizards. Most of the young wizards have received a good middle school magic education before entering university, they can control their magic power so that they will not go berserk, and they can skillfully use magic power to cast some standard spells or configure some standard potions that are not difficult.

Some young wizards with high talents may even develop some less practical but whimsical small spells at this stage before entering university.

But that's not all there is to a college education.

At the First University, apart from mastering enough standard spells, potions and other professional knowledge, young wizards must learn to establish a correct view of the world and magic, and learn to touch the essence of magic through spells and divination.

This point, from the off-duty semester of the freshman year, that is, the first spell class in the second week of school, everyone felt it very clearly.

The class schedule of the second semester was basically the same as that of the first semester, and even the class schedule was basically the same. The first class on Monday was Professor Yao's Charms.

The only thing that has changed is the elective course on Thursday afternoon, and everyone needs to choose a new one.

Zheng Qing rummaged through the course selection tree in the Academic Affairs Office for a while, and chose a "Common Murloc Language". Although he is not a person who is very good at language talent, he finally chose this course out of curiosity about other intelligent life and the experience of dealing with murlocs many times before.

According to the senior who was in charge of adjusting the class schedule at the time, the professor of this "common language of murlocs" was a very special old murloc. The reason why it is special is that this old murloc does not have the same stench as those savage guys in Linzhong Lake, and it is also a murloc who has lived for a long time and has a seat in the professors' joint meeting.

Closer to home.

Like the last semester, Professor Yao still likes to smoke his crimson pipe in class. It's just that I don't know if he was complained about, but Zheng Qing didn't see him puffing up in these two classes.

But none of this affected the professor casually calling Zheng Qing's name in class and asking him to stand up and answer questions.

"What do you think is the essence of magic?" Lao Yao bit his pipe, put his hands on the desk, leaned forward slightly, and stared at the young public-funded students in the back row of the classroom. The evaluation is done once a year, so although Zheng Qing's test results are not satisfactory, he still has the title of a public-funded student of Jiuyou Academy.

After hearing Lao Yao's question, Zheng Qing couldn't help but rolled his eyes from the bottom of his heart.

He felt that topics such as the 'Essence of Magic' seemed more suitable to be discussed in the 'Philosophy of Magic' class on Wednesday afternoon, rather than in a Charms class.

Of course, he only dared to talk about this kind of slander from the bottom of his heart, and he would never bring it up in front of Lao Yao.

"I remember what you taught last semester. When the high dimension collapses into a low dimension, a lot of magic power will be released. This is the source of power for us to cast spells."

Zheng Qing thought about it, and slowly replied word by word: "So, I think, the essence of magic is some kind of control over dimensional fluctuations."

On the podium, the professor raised his eyebrows.

"I don't have deep knowledge, but I'm quite courageous." Lao Yao straightened up, grabbed the pipe again in his hand, and commented on Zheng Qing's answer: "If those guys from the Dimension School know that you use the word 'control' so abusively, I am afraid We need to wash the signboard of Jiuyou Academy with spittle stars."

Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly, without making any excuses. He felt that the old man was causing trouble for him because of the final exam, so it would be better if he behaved better and didn't screw it up. Anyway, old man Yao is the dean of Jiuyou College, so he behaved sincerely, no one would laugh at own.

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Lao Yao naturally didn't know the rich inner activities in Zheng Qing's heart.

He waved his hand to signal Zheng Qing to sit down. Then, instead of asking a new classmate to stand up and answer the previous questions, he reached out and grabbed a piece of chalk and threw it on the blackboard.

The chalk twisted and slid across the center of the blackboard, creaking, leaving a string of flamboyant characters.

"On the nature of charms, and the charms of magic."

Still like a philosophy class, Zheng Qing leaned his arms obediently on the table, with a straight body, staring at the trace left by the chalk on the blackboard, and silently complained in his heart.

Unlike him, Dr. Xiao Da next to him had already spread out his notebook, holding a brush covered with thick ink in his hand, as if he was ready to copy at any time.

After glancing at Xiao Xiao, Zheng Qing subconsciously turned his eyes in another direction. On the other side of the classroom, the gypsy witch was lying on her stomach behind a stack of thick books, soundly asleep. This made Zheng Qing very worried, lest Lao Yao would grab the chalk eraser on the desk and drop it.

Alas, I should have sat with her earlier, the young wizard thought to himself.

But he would only think about this kind of thing. As two witches and wizards in different small circles, especially since Zheng Qing was the leader of his own small circle, he needed to sit in the right position at the right time.

This is a consistent tradition in the wizarding world.